Hi again. I know it's been a while since I last updated anything. I can make up excuses, like that I've been busy and blah, but let's skip that. We're going to move on to the random disclaimer…
Disclaimer: Me no own Maximum Ride. James Patterson own. Me do own Star, Sky, and any other characters not mentioned in the series. Onwards!
And in other news, I need to find the freaking notebook that I put the freaking outline of this freaking chapter in. Hmm… where to look. Oh! Found it! Now let us move forward!
Max's POV
Pacing in a long, white hallway filled with the smell of disinfectant can really wind a person up. I was so tense that if anyone was to sneak up on me… the picture would not be pretty. Let's put it like this: they'd look like a rabid bear attacked them in the woods. Again, not a pretty picture.
The doctor must have thought twice about tapping me on the shoulder, because she cleared her throat and called, "Mrs. Ride?"
"How are they?" I asked eagerly.
She carefully avoided a direct answer, "Let's walk."
"It's bad, isn't it?" That's what I calmly said, but I was thinking, "Just tell me the bad news already!"
"Well," she began a few feet later, "Ella is fine. Mainly just minor cuts and bruises."
"Ella's side wasn't the side hit." I reminded her sourly.
"That's true. Noah is fine as well though."
My fists and teeth clenched, "He was in the back. It was the passenger side that was impacted."
"Max," she sighed, stopping in the center of the hallway, "You're mom is gone. We couldn't save her. I'm so sorry."
Fang's POV (it'll alternate throughout)
"Dr. Martinez is… dead?" Iggy asked in disbelief. I nodded curtly; thanking God that Iggy could at least see black and white. I didn't trust my voice at the moment.
"What happened?" Angel's big blue eyes shined with tears.
"A car," I started and had to clear my throat various times, "A car hit a huge patch of ice at over 60 miles an hour and was unable to stop."
"It's almost April. Shouldn't it be a bit warmer there?" Danielle, Iggy's steady girlfriend, asked.
"Ideally, but the weather is so damn unpredictable." As if to prove The Gasman's point, pouring rain battered the roof out of nowhere.
"It's amazing, if you think about it," Nudge's voice startled me. I hadn't expected to hear her so out of cheer, "two weeks ago, David was murdered by some random gunman. Now, Dr. Martinez is gone because of some crazy driver, on the wrong road at the wrong time." Silence. No one dared to think of something to respond with. Slowly, I observed my living room. 5 sad and/or crying faces, 2 dogs, and a clock that read 12:30. The girls. What was I going to tell them?
"I have to go. I'll see you guys later." Now, onto the awkward part of the day. Telling the girls where their grandma is and why she isn't coming home.
M
"How did the girls take it?" I questioned, toying with my hair.
"Badly," Thanks for going into details, Fang. He paused and said, "You don't have to wait until you get home to have the funeral, you know,"
I sighed, "I know, I know. I just don't want to have the funeral here in Delaware. We'll have it after the girl's birthday." For the first time in a while, I grinned, "You know, I come home in a week. I miss you all so much."
"We miss you too. I have to go Max. Love you."
"Love you too," I shouted, racing to beat the dial tone. He can never remember to let me say it back before hanging up. What am I going to do with that boy? Hmm…
F
The day Max "flies" home is the day I am practically bouncing with such joy. And believe me, I don't bounce. Ever. But I was so psyched to have my wife back in the next few hours. I mean, the drive to Jefferson was a breeze compared to any other day. My wife was coming home!
I barely noticed the increasingly heavy rains as I sped down the highway. Then, we were parked in front of the school and I couldn't help but smile a stupid smile. Only a few more hours. I can't believe I didn't even see the fact that there were no cars near or around me. Only us. A streak of lightning followed a clap of thunder by milliseconds, eliminating the entire school building. No lights were on, no people were inside, presumably there was no school being held today either.
Turns out that Jefferson lost power early in the morning and had yet to restore it. I would have never guessed. Everything was clear and sunny at home, only after I walked in the door did clouds begin to even form. That was a main problem with living so far from the school district. Weather may vary.
I pulled out my cell phone to call Max, when her vary name appeared onto my caller id.
"Yo," I answered. My wife's voice was urgent, and my stomach turned. All flights in Delaware were canceled due to a massive snow storm. Which meant my wife was grounded for another day or two. Isn't that just peachy. Then, there's the fact that by the time Max walks into our front door, my kids will be 5 already (most likely).
M
I stared at the person behind the counter in disbelief. No flights, at all? Everything grounded? Including winged women with a husband and 2 kids waiting to see her again? Oh, God, I won't be home until the girl's birthday now! Crap! I needed to sit down, put my feet up. The room was starting to spin a little.
My loud outburst as I sank down into a seat startled Ella. Noah stirred awake and began to wail. Poor little guy. His mother is gone, his full sister is inept to take care of him… her college dorm doesn't allow children… which leaves him… where? With who? Oh, God, don't tell me; we'll have to take him. Me or my flock. It's not possible to take him in. Fang and I already have enough on our hands, what with Sky and Star and all. God, I don't know what I'll do with another kid!
"Max?" Ella brought me out of my mental rant, "You okay?"
I eyed her suspiciously, "Yeah… why?"
"You fell into that chair like you were forced to stand for hours. It's only been a few minutes."
"I'm fine!" I snapped.
"Max, you just yelled at me for no reason. Are you sure you're alright?"
"You would yell too if you're back ached, and your feet hurt, and you felt bloated."
"Oh… it's that time of the month." She nodded knowingly.
"No, it's not. Should be, but it's not." I said, just as a nearby TV commercial caught my attention. "Are you pregnant?" flashed on the screen, and I started to feel sick.
"No!" Ella exclaimed, "No!" I turned to her and nodded gravely. I really could be pregnant.
Max again
I looked down at the little test in my hands. I was so confused by the result. I knew that I should be throwing a huge fit and cursing the world, but for some reason I felt relieved.
Ella poked her head in and saw that my eyes were brimmed with tears. She took a good look at the test in my hand and the result it showed. Pulling me into a hug, she breathed in my ear,
"How are you doing?"
I just barely croaked out an, "Okay," before bursting into tears.
Wow, it's been a while. I'm sorry! But what is with the story/author alerts on here? It'll tell me when someone updates like, chapter 3, before it tells me they posted chapter two! There is something very wrong with that.
Now, onto the important part. Is the test result positive or negative? Come on, I know you have your own thoughts on which it is, so share them! Review! It'll make me very happy. The next chapter, I'll tell you each of the people who correctly guessed… at the end. Ha! Just review!
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