I'm actually very excited about this LAST CHAPTER. Did you all hear me? This is the LAST INSTALLMENT of this fic. I really only had three options, and the first two are done, so that leaves this LAST ONE. Okay, enough of capitalizing the LAST every time I type LAST and whatever happens to follow it. Now, onto my LAST DISCLAIMER. (Sorry, it's just so much fun to capitalize words randomly :D)

Disclaimer: For the last time, I do not own Maximum Ride Saving the World and Other Extreme Sports or Maximum Ride the Final Warning. Oppies forgot to capitalize last the last time I used the word last. Crap. Forgot it 4 times now. Oh well.

Final installment of He never said it back:

Fang is doped up on Valium and confesses his undying love for Max, just as she confessed her undying love to him in the previous book! Yeah!

Everything flashed brilliant white, and then a huge kaboom! practically punctured my eardrums. I was lying on the floor behind the couch, and Fang was behind me, his arms around me, one hand covering my face. There was a bit of crackling, and then the weird post-explosion silence that sounds much louder than ordinary silence. Slight fluttering sounds told me that bits of stuff were floating to the ground.

"Report!" I yelled. No one looked too bad… always a good sign after an explosion like that. They were all just beginning to crawl from their hiding spots when something unexpected, but yet less life threatening than an exploding pizza happened.

Fang slowly stood and cough violently on white dust. He waved his hand in front of his face and somehow managed to throw himself off balance. To re-center himself, he took one step back… succeeding to slam his shoulder into a picture hung on the wall.

He turned to check the damage himself, but of course, my mom was right there, ready to help. She examined his shoulder thoroughly. The glass had torn the black tee, and a small trickle of blood was undoubtedly flowing down his back.

The only time Fang even dared to show he was in pain was when mom found a large piece of glass embedded in his shoulder.

"Uh-huh. Just as I feared," mom announced, looking up, "The glass is too deeply imbedded to get out simply by pulling it out. There are tons a little pieces that I can't even see, they are so far gone. I'm going to need to somehow get all of the glass out without putting you in too much discomfort, Fang, and then find a way to stitch the long gashes up afterwards. I may even need to put you on valium."

"Valium?" Fang practically squeaked. His dark eyes searched for mine. I held his gaze for a second or two before clapping my hands together. Time to get my leader face on.

"Okay, tell you what. I'll stay here while mom get's Mr. Graceful here cleaned up. Everyone else, prepare to move on out."

*Later*

"You ready for the valium?" Mom asked, preparing the needle. Gravely, Fang nodded. He was lying face down on a coffee table, my hand in his from my spot on the couch.

"Just relax, okay Fang? I really wish there was another way to do this, but applying it to the bloodstream is your best option with what little resources we have at the moment." Nodding again, Fang's hands gripped the coffee table and my hand tighter.

"And here… we… go…" Mom said slowly, "Now count backward from 100, Fang."

"100, 99, 98…" Even with my hearing range, I couldn't tell he was counting unless I looked at the way his mouth formed the numbers. By 97, he was louder and all around sillier.

"I think we're good," I laughed as Fang put on a funny face. It almost looked like he was a 2 year old, using the bathroom in his pants. Ha! "You okay?"

"Smells funny." He said simply, "Smells, blah"

"What? No it-" My whiff of air was indeed spoiled by something rotten. Something that smelled like, "Gasman!"

"That's who it was!" Fang's held so much conviction that I couldn't help but smile the tiniest bit. "Ow," Now everything was serious again. Valium is very loopy stuff. Remind me to never get high off of it… or any other drug for that matter. I'd be even crazier than I already am. Whoa, not a pretty picture.

"It's okay Fang," I assured him, "My mom is just trying to make you all better." Any other time I talked to him like that, like he was 5, I would have been slapped or at least glared at. Now, I got this in response:

"Don't pat-patro-patriot me, Maxi." I laughed and was ready to correct him, when he changed subjects again. "Max, did you know that you're mom is really pretty?"

"You think my mom is pretty?"

"Huh?" He asked, squinting up at me, "You, Max. You are pretty in this light." Despite everything, I couldn't quite help the color that reached me cheeks and the panic that invaded me.

"Mom, do you want anything? A water? Coke? Someone else to sit here and keep Fang company?"

"Max," she stopped cold, "You can't always charge off when something scares you. Now sit your butt down and keep him calm. He sat with you through the whole chip incident. The least you could do is return the favor."

"What?" I heard her, even through the mumbled end, but this was my mom we were talking about. She doesn't seem like the type to lecture me out of the blue.

"Maximum Ride, you heard me. Now sit!"

I grumbled, "Fine. But I'm not going to like it."

*Even later*

Fang drifted asleep several times before my mom was finished. Each time he woke up, he said something silly or sweet or infuriating. Why was it that Mr. Emotionless-rock could make me feel so much?

"Max, all of the glass is out. Now I'm just going to stitch him up and the valium should wear off in about half an hour."

"Sounds good," I said halfheartedly. My mind was busy concentrating on keeping Fang's hair from falling in his eyes in his sleep and constantly making sure none of his drool hit the carpet. I had a towel in my hand and was preparing to wipe the wet substance from his chin when he stirred awake.

"Max?" He said, looking for my eyes. His hair was yet again in his face, and I brushed the blackness from his view.

"Yeah?"

"I'm glad you stayed. Love you." His smile practically blinded me.

"Me too, Fang," I said finally, with a rough squeeze of his hand. "Me too."

Awe! Such a cute ending. You can interpret it in any way you want…

Longest chapter of the 3 (4?) It makes me happy… so do reviews! Hint, hint, wink, wink.

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