Hey. Guess what? I started another story! It's called Give me the leader it was supposed to be a oneshot, but maybe not…I want to thank everybody for the support on this story! And look people, my inbox is always practically bursting everytime I open it. It says people subscribe to this story, but they don't review it! Do you want me to demand for reviews again?!
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Okay, I love this story with all my heart, and I so far I know how its gonna end. But then, this story won't last for much longer. Maybe, oh, another two chapters. SO……….i'm gonna try to stretch it out. So the action might now come for a while. So this chapter, and maybe the next, might seem a little boring to some of you. BEAR WITH ME! Ok, I think that's it…check out my other stories!
Fang's POV
I closed the door behind me. I was a little anxious. Ok, a whole lot anxious. I leaned against Max's door until my breathing returned to normal. This whole situation was giving me a sick feeling in my stomache.
Max almost died. Maybe she did die. I don't know. But whatever she did, she came back somehow. I almost lost my teammate, my best friend, and the love of my life.
The horrible part of this situation is that she could have died. Now we always almost die practically everyday, but we don't get the choice. Max had the choice to take death freely or to live another day. I was relieved she decided to come back, but if she didn't…I don't know how I would live. Way back, a couple lifetimes ago, when Max first got her headaches, she told me the pain was unbearable, and she wanted to die. (AN: idk, if this really happened, but let's say it did) This time, was her pain just as unbearable? Did she want to die? She's really strong to want to come back when she was in pain. It would have been so easy just to give up, and die easily.
I was suddenly brought back to the present. My face was sweating. I breathed out, trying to even out my breathing. What did Itex do now? Has their technology increased so much that a simple bullet wound can be excruciating?
I clenched my fists. If only I could take some of Max's pain, if not all of it. I pulled myself together, wiped the sweat away, and walked downstairs. Everyone was waiting downstairs, sitting against the couch, tense. When I walked into the room, they all looked up at me. "How's Max?" They all rushed at me.
I gave them a small smile. "She's fine. Let's give her some time to recover. I'm sure she'll be up in no time." Everybody seemed to relax. Suddenly, the oven dinged. Nudge squealed. "Chocolate chip cookies!" And everybody rushed over to Dr. Martinez. "I'll bring some up to Max!" Angel announced. Then she took a plate up to Max. I smiled internally to myself. This was a happy time. The only thing missing was a healthy Max. But one day, this picture will be complete. And hopefully everybody will be in it.
Yes, this chapter was really short, but once again, I'm trying to stretch it out. Review! Fax and action will come later on.