A/N: It's…it's…it's the last chapter…awwwwww….well…I don't have a lot to say. I just want to thank everyone who favorited, reviewed, and/or alerted this story. Just (sniffs) just thanks. Really. You guys are awesome. :D

Disclaimer: For the last time ever…I DON'T OWN MAXIMUM RIDE OR FANG! GET THAT IN YOUR HEADS! (clears throat) Sorry for being rude.

Fang POV

"AAAAHHHHHHHHH!" Max screamed again. I still can't believe she hasn't coughed up a lung by now. She's been screaming for a good 6 hours. I wonder how the rest of the flock is doing. They can't be taking this well.

Max looked to be 14 by now, which means that she grows a year every hour. Good. This means that we only have about 1 more hour to go. Then this torture can finally be over.

Max screamed again and twisted her limbs into a pretzel. Dr. M and I gently unwound them. Again. During the process of changing back, she continually bent her body into odd shapes and we would have to reset it. We didn't want her to be permanently set that way. That would suck.

If only this hour would go faster.

Ella POV

My eyes were shut tight as I heard another scream. When will this end? I can't take it anymore! I want to claw my ears off and never hear another sound again!

I want to too.

I turned towards Angel and looked at her sadly. She looked so depressed and defeated. What am I doing? I need to be strong! These guys are depending on me to be the comforting one! So I will be. For them.

Fang POV 1 hour later

I don't know how, but I can sense that it's almost over. Max's screams seemed to be quieter, her thrashing seemed less violent, and she finally seemed to be her right size and age.

Suddenly, the screaming stopped. Dr. M and I froze. Max lay there gasping and moaning quietly in pain. Dr. M and I didn't dare move in fear of startling Max.

Slowly, oh so slowly, her eyes opened. She sat up slowly, gripping her head. She moaned again.

"Fang?" she croaked.

"Max!" In a spout of happiness, I jumped forward and hugged Max.

"Woah Fang," she whispered. She's been screaming for hours. She probably doesn't have her voice back yet, "what got you in a huggy mood?"

I pulled away, "You don't remember?"

"I don't know." she whispered, "Right now, my head is killing me. I can barely think."

"Come on. We should go see the others." I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and helped her to the living room.

"Max!" The flock and Ella ran over to us and hugged Max.

"Woah guys," I said, "she's had a long day. Go easy."

They backed away and apologized. Then, they stared at her eagerly. After so long, they can finally see the real Max again. I helped Max to the couch and she sat down happily, sighing as she sunk into the couch.

"So Max," Dr. M said, "what do you remember?"

"Yeah Max." Nudge said, "Do you remember anything at all?"

"I remember…I remember being captured by the School. They brought me into a room telling me they would do one test only, and that it was a special test." She grabbed her head again, "Then, I was asleep."

"Do you remember anything after that?" Ella asked.

"Yeah," she said. She looked up at us, "it was like I was watching TV. I could see everything my body was doing, but I couldn't control it."

"So you remember everything?" Gazzy asked.

"Yep, you guys really need to work on giving tough news. Seriously, anyone would have freaked out if you told him or her that they really weren't the age they were at." The flock shifted, laughing nervously.

"Yeah," Iggy said, "that was kind of stupid of us."

"Well, now that you're back to normal," said Dr. M, "why don't we celebrate? I could make cookies."

"Yes!" Max said, jumping up from the couch. Her energy seems to be returning. That's good.

Dr. M laughed, "Alright, I'll get on that right away." We followed her into the kitchen.

1 hour later:

"So Max," Gazzy said, "what was it like to not be able to control your body?"

Max looked thoughtful, biting into another cookie, "Well, it was really annoying. I would really want to do a certain thing, but I wouldn't be able to. I had to let my four- or eight-year-old self do all the controlling. It sucked. She didn't make good decisions, though neither did you."

"Yeah…" Angel said, "We really are sorry for that."

"It wasn't so bad." Max said, picking up more cookies, "I got to experience what it was like to not lead and to not have to worry about Erasers or whitecoats. I got to live the real home-life."

"We're sorry that we took that away from you too." Nudge said.

"No, it's ok. I'm glad that you did. That wasn't my real life and it could never be. I'm just lucky that she never found out that I had wings."

"How'd you avoid that?" I asked.

"I was only there for a few days. I was able to dodge the times where she would have to look at my back."

"Well, at least everything is back to normal." Ella said. Iggy snorted.

"Yeah right. Normal is not something that is associated with us, unless it's accompanied by not."

We laughed. We were finally together again, and Max finally had her memories back. Everything was good. Everything was happy. I snorted.

What a cliché ending.

A/N: Well…that's it! The story is over! I can't believe that it's finally finished. I remember when I first started typing this…Wow… Well I just want to thank everyone again. You're reviews really made me feel awesome and encouraged me to keep writing. Thank you! I hope you continue to read my other stories too!

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