Thanks to Desi-poo and Just Another Hawk for reviewing. This is chapter two and I hope you like it. Oh and a little question awaits for you at the bottom, answer by reviewing or PMing if you want. Now on with the story!

Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride. Yada yada, you get it

Ella's POV

After dinner I went to my room to think, I didn't want to push it with Iggy today, it was fun and all, but I don't want to ruin it. When I got my room I changed into my pj's and jumped on my bed and landed belly down. Somehow though I fell asleep quickly.

When I woke up i looked at the clock and it was 1:00 A.M. I groaned because I was not going to go back to sleep for a while since I fell asleep at like 8:00 P.M. Since it couldn't sleep I got out of bed and tried to move silently towards the kitchen and get a glass of water, then go outside on the porch swing and sit for a while. As a second thought, I went to grab a blanket. I got to the kitchen okay, but when I finally got out of the house I found Iggy on the swing too. This gave my butterflies and I was totally thrilled.

"Who's there," he said instantly jumping up and assuming a battle stance. I guess some habits die hard.

"It's only me, I couldn't sleep, so I just got some water and came out here," I replied and he immediately relaxed and stood up.

"Oh, sorry," he mumbled and sat down.

"Can I sit with you," I asked cautiously.

"Ya, sure," he said pleasantly.

"Thanks," I replied and sat down next to him on the swing and put the blanket on me, but being as it was November, I was still cold. I then unintentionally shivered.

"Aren't you cold? I have a blanket over me and I'm still cold,"

"No, I have my wings, they're really warm ya know. Um... Do you want me too... a... put my...wings... around you," he asked me nervously, and he looked kind of tense.

"Sure," And right as I gave my answer, he relaxed and put his right wing around me. I instantly felt a lot warmer and noticed that while I had changed into pajamas, he just had on some sweatpants and no shirt. I guess he could sense me looking at him.

"Does it bother you that I'm not wearing a shirt," he asked the same cocky grin on his face that made my heart race every time I looked at him.

"No," I said it almost as a question and he started laughing.

"What's so funny," I asked kinda irritated that he was laughing at me.

"Well it was a good answer, I guess," he said smiling at me playfully and somehow meeting my gaze with unseeing eyes, and it fascinated me how he does it every time.

"So, why can't you sleep," I asked him, trying not to think about how good he looked without his shirt on.

"Well, I was... never mind," he said distractedly.

"Please," I whispered.

He sighed and said,"I went to bed early and woke up and came out here like five minutes before you did. What about you," he countered so he wouldn't have to give more details.

"Same, I just wasn't expecting to find you out here is all," I said and then remembered what Angel said about him to me at dinner,

~Dinner~

"Iggy really likes you, ya know," Angel said in my head as I was thinking about him.

"Then why won't he tell me that" I replied.

"Because he doesn't want to hurt you. We lived a dangerous life you know, he just wants what's best for you. He's pulling a Fang, trust me."

"Well did he ever think that it would hurt me more if he wasn't here with me? I need him," I told her in my head as I left the table.

~Reality~

"Why did you look so sad during dinner," he asked me suddenly, pulling me away from my thoughts.

"Um... Angel was talking to me in my head," I answered, just not telling him what she was taking to me about. But then came the obvious nest question.

"What was she bugging you about," Iggy asked curiously.

"No, I'm not telling," I said trying to sound stern but I only sounded like a stuborn little five year old.

Then he scooted closer to me, so that we were shoulder to shoulder and he leaned down and whispered into my ear, "Please, I won't tell anyone,"

"You won't get mad at me or Angel or laugh at me again will you," I asked nervously.

Suddenly he pulled back and looked at me with his big, blue unseeing eyes, but staying the same distance, shoulder to shoulder.

"I would never laugh at you I was just amused by your answer and the way you said it, and promise I won't get mad at either of you," he said kind of hurt that I would accuse him of laughing at me or getting mad.

"Okay, here goes," I said under my breath, but I was sure he could here me because I heard him chuckle a little and it made my heart race. I took a huge breath and said in a rush "Angel told me that you have a crush on me."

He just looked at me for a few seconds before saying,"That little brat, I swear she needs to keep out of our heads. And no I'm not mad, just frustrated," he told me, but he did looked mad.

"You are mad, I'll go now," I said kind of hurt, and started to get up, but then he wrapped his wing tighter around me so I couldn't leave, then for a good measure he grabbed my waist and pulled me into his lap. Both these things made me blush and the butterflies go wild. It was everything I've been dreaming about for a long time.

"I'm not mad, just please stay," he whispered into my ear pleadingly. He tensed up too, almost like he would do a lot to keep me here with him.

"All right, but please don't ask me what I said to her. Oops," I blushed as I said it but this got his attention and he turned me around to look at him. I realized that this was the closest I've ever been to him. The cocky was smile back and his eyes looking bright even though they were useless, his strawberry blonde hair looking messed up, but that made him even hotter and I was so close to just loosing it then and there.

"What did you tell Angel," he asked with that wickedly seducing grin of his that just made me dye every time he looked at me with it. It was like I answered automaticly.

"I asked why you wouldn't tell me then, and she said because you were trying not to hurt me and then I said did he ever think that me not being with him was hurting me more than any physical pain would, and then she shut up and OHMYGOD what did I just say." I asked stunned at myself and I was sure I was as red as a tomato.

He looked at me with a mixture of amusement, longing, love, and pain, if it was possible to feel all those at once. "Really, that's what you think," he asked surprised, but never once let me back away from him, he held me tight and I couldn't budge if I tried, with I did and obviously failed. He reached up and brushed my cheek lightly with his long fingers. "Well are you going to answer," he asked me, now only amusement in his voice.

"Um... Yes," I squeaked, then I buried my head on his chest embarrassed, and blushing.

"Your blushing, and you said yes," he said surprised and I could hear that the cocky grin was back on his face and glad I wasn't really looking at his face right then, but I was looking at his six pack and thinking how hot he looked with his shirt of again.

"No duh, Sherlock," I said sacrasticly, trying to make it look like I wasn't doing/ thinking anything that he didn't want me to be doing/thinking.

"Hey, I'm the king of sarcasm, don't steel it." he told me, pulling me away from his chest.

"Well I could be the queen. You never said anything about that," I said and then added under my breath, forgetting that he could here me, "every king needs his queen."

"Yes I do need a queen," he said softly and leaned his head back against the back of the little porch swing. He was silent for a while after that.

"Did I say something wrong," I asked worried that I had offended him somehow.

He instantly raised his head and looked at me, "Of course not, your doing everything I wanted you to do, why would you think that," he said sounding kind of hurt.

"Well after I asked something you stopped talking," I said to him and a huge smile spread across his face.

"Oh, that. I was just thinking about us living in a castle, and being in a throne room, with you right next to me, my queen." he whispered the last two words in my ear and that made my heart soar. There are no words to describe how happy I am. After he said that I gave him a great big hug, or as close to a hug as I could get with his wings around me. He then put his arms around me and pulled his wings in tighter, smashing us together. This was just perfect bliss.

"So is it yes or no," I asked expectantly.

"I don't know what you mean," he sounded really confused so I added,

"Are we going out or not, and don't say no just because you lived a dangerous life," I added sternly putting an emphasis on lived because he doesn't anymore.

"Okay, okay, I'll answer without that little detail involved. Hmmm... yes, or no," he said scratching his chin in greatly exaggerated thought, "I think I'm going to have to go with... yes!" he whispered the last word because he was now an inch from my face. A huge grin spread across my face as he said it and then he reached up to touch my face and he said, Your smiling, I'll take that as a good sign."

Then he covered the remaining distance and kissed me on my lips, and I kissed him back. It started out slow, but he grabbed my by my waist and raised me to a kneeling position on him and I threw my arms around his neck, still kissing, and thought my heart was going to explode from all of my happiness. All to soon for me, he ended the kiss and smiled down at me.

"This is probably one of the first nights I'm glad that I couldn't sleep," he said and then kissed my forehead.

"I'm glad too," I said and pecked his cheek, and saw him blush.

Then I got into a comfortable position and leaned my head against his chest and fell into a deep sleep with dreams full of Iggy's and my happiness.

Here's the question I wanted to ask you guys. I'm a few chapters ahead and wanted to know if I should keep Ella the way she is(human), or make her like the flock(with wings and all that stuff)? Just curious as to what you guys think and I'll see if I should change the story to fit what you guys want.