Chapter 20! Hmmm... I've gone a long way through, haven't I? Thanks to all of the people who took time reading this story. This story was supposed to be a lot more exciting but I find online writing more blocking. When I write stories on my notebook, I always get the best ideas but when I do it on here,(esp when I'm using an iPod), I sort of, get the writer's block. So Yeah. Sorry for the not so pretty story. But I would get it serious on my upcoming second story.

Now on to the weeding!

*Fang's POV*

The flock and I, (without Angel and Nudge) talked about the situation and where we would start. I suggested to go to Jeb first. If there was a person who had a motive here, it would be him. He was a whitecoat. He once made our life a living hell. He was Max's father but as if that made any difference!

"Come on. Fast!"I ordered and we,(Iggy, and Gazzy), scurried downstairs out the front porch. I decided to leave Angel. I was too angry to even tolerate things. And besides, Ella and the kids needed company. As I was about to snap my wings out, someone too familiar called me. "Fang!"

I would never mistake this vouce for anything.

Max.

I turned around and saw her silhouette against the dark sky under the moonlight.

"Max!"My heart leaped as I saw her wings.

"I knew it! She wasn't in any trouble!"Iggy said.

Max got closer and landed just a few feet from us. As she got nearer, the lights from the house illuminated her face and figure.

"Hey, did you get new haircut and clothes?"Gazzy asked.

Max was wearing a Guns n Roses band t-shirt and ripped jeans with black leather combat boots. Her hair was straightened and she looked... Unlike Max.

"Fang! It's not Max! It's Maya!"she said. Maya. Oh right. Max's clone.

"Maya? What are you doing here?"I asked, and struggled with my system cause it wanted so bad to get to Jeb.

"Something happened. i saw Max. She was kidnapped!"She stated hysterically.

"BY WHO?!"My senses suddenly busted full. I was in full alert and ready to break anybody's neck.

"By the person who wasn't supposed to see her."She looked at me straight in the eye. for a second, I wanted Angel's abiity to read minds. As seconds ticked by, the tension of our eye contact was getting bigger and bigger. Something ticked some memories from the back of my head. Like something was kicking me. "Dylan."

My eyes widened as the demonic name went past her lips. The lips that were too familiar to forget but yet, it wasn't my love's own. Dylan. The person who was supposed to be dead and away. Who was supposed to be brought away from us. From Max.

I grabbed Maya's arm quite reluctantly cause it seemed like I was hurting Max. "I TOLD YOU TO GET HIM AWAY FROM HER!"I bellowed at her. It was a long time ago. A long time that I was supposed to forget.

*Flashback 5 years ago

Max was majorly depressed and wasn't looking good so I got her out of the flocks house and got her to her mom's. We weren't finished getting all our things in order. Our old house, which was where the Gen 77 kids and Max fought, and where DYLAN died, was where all of Max's and the girls' things were. Since Max couldn't get them, cause she was like, glued to the windowsill, and Angel and Nudge were still to young,(we base it on their ages, not on their capacities.) I just voulunteered to check out the place myself if there were anything that we could salvage.

As I got in the filthy and almost destructed house, I started the search immediately. Through the kitchen, I checked out all their drawers in the dressers and you know what else. Upstairs, I went straight to Max's room. I was sure all her clothes were still there so I got a duffel bag(don't ask where I got it) and opened her closet. I inhaled the Max scent with full breath, and I almost didn't want to exhale. It was so pure. So like Max.

Inside were her clothes. The jeans were on the floor of the closet and and shirts and tank tops were hung. I removed them one by one from the hangers and folded them neatly inside the bag. Next, the drawers at the bottom of the closet.

I felt myself flush as I saw what was inside.

Max's bras. Imagine a guy, holding a bra. imagine his feeling. Embarrassing. Yes. I know I was the only one here but it's a natural reaction from a guy! Hey! This is so not cool.

I took a couple of breaths and stuffed them inside the bag with a tight face. After it, I breathed deeply and swallowed my embarrassment. I could still feel the tingles as I opened the next drawer.

My jaw dropped. My eyes widened. This is way embarrassing. The drawer was holding Max's undies! God! Imagine a silent guy holding a girl's undies! Just. Imagine. It.

I bet my face was now like an exploding tomato. i couldn't breathe anymore. There was no way I would touch any of these. I felt like Max was going to barge in and catch me going through her undies.

I got an idea.

I pulled the drawer out of its hole and transferred all of the contents to the bag. now it was solved.

Then, a second later, I heard some footsteps downstairs. It couldn't be the flock because I told them not to follow me. I immediately went to battle stance, the duffel bag slung over my right shoulder.

I stepped toward the door slowly and carefully without a single sound and quietly went downstairs. I leaned on the wall flat as I used the stairs. The foosteps were getting nearer. I could hear it getting a lot more audible.

When I got on the floor at the bottom of th. Stairs, a horrified face stared at me. And in exchange, I gave a priceless gape. It was Dylan. My rival. And he wasn't supposed to be alive.

"Wh-what-Ho-How-Why are you alive?"I stuttered for the first time in my life.

"I just woke up from a place and here I am."He smiled one of his annoying smiles that he always gave Max.

This couldn't be happening. I couldn't lose Max.

"I need to see Max."He said. My heart pounded hard against my chest. HE NEEDED TO SEE MAX. He couldn't. I wouldn't let him.

"Max is dead."I stated with a straight face. This was all I could muster from my ability to hide emotionS. He widened his eyes.

"I don't believe you."He mUrmured.

"We both know you do."I hissed. "YOU killed Max."

"I did not! I died! It's none of my fault!"He reasoned out hysterically.

I stepped forward. "YOU left her. AFTER YOU SAID YOU LOVED HER?!"

he stepped backward as I did one step forward.

"You know I could kill you now."I growled under my breath.

"I just need to see her. Even her body."

"NO! There is no way I'm gonna let you."I yelled angrily. Now all my hatred towards him from the past were now coming back in full blow.

"Please Fang. I didn't get to say goodbye."

"GOODBYE YOUR FACE! AFTER WHAT YOU DID TO HER?! She killed herself because of you!"I bellowed and gripped his collar, looking straight into his eyes. Black into blue.

"We already threw away her ashes around this place. So good luck on collecting them."i almost spat on his model face. He left. He burst out of the door and Gone.

I know it was bad. But I couldn't let him take Max again. Never. Not for the second time around.

I just got all Nudge's and Angel's things without folding them and hurried home to Dr. Martinez's house. I needed to get some back up plan. I needed to get Max as far away as possible from Dylan.

*Flashback ends*

"I can't get him down anymore! He's already too much to handle! I don't love him, Fang!"Maya struggled from my grip. I let go of her and immediately took off before I even do something bad to her.

I heard Gazzy and Iggy took off after me and they followed my lead going to Jeb. I swear, if Jeb was the one who took Max, I would be the one to kill him. If he and Dylan were in a tean, I'd make their brains go out of their skulls.

*Max's POV*

My head was still swirling as I got up from what felt like a bed. My arms hurt. They were tied behind me and I couldn't open my eyes. I was blindfolded. What in the seventh layer of hell is this?

"Maya."

Somebody called. It was too familiar to even forget. memories rushed to me like a river and drenching my body with fear.

The unmistakable voice was...

Dylan's.

"D-Dylan?"I managed to utter and circled around the bed, finding the place where his voice came from.

"Yes."He replied. I swallowed the lumped that formed in my thRoat. Dylan was alive.

"You-you're alive?"My breath came off as rasps as I tried to speak.

"Why? Did you send assassins to murder me?"I could sense the venom in his words. Wait. Maya? He called me Maya.

"What am I doing here? What is this all about?"I asked with a pounding heart. A swear trickled down my back, making me shudder.

I felt him walk towards me. Every step worsens my pounding chest. He then graBbed my hair and tilted my head back.

"What do you think you're doing here?!"He snapped. I was already feeling the warmness of his breath towards my Face. "You are mine."He threw my head to the bed hard. I was surprised. It wasn't the Dylan I knew.

"I'm only Fang's!"I spat back, anger rushing through my veins. If he wasn't the Dylan I once knew, then there's no point on being all kind. I sorang up to my feet and tugged at the tie around my hands with all my strength. I felt it break loose then I removed my blindfold.

I gasped. I couldn't help it. It really was Dylan.

"I'm not Maya. I'm Max!"I said, hoping he would stop acting like this man in front of me.

He guffawed. "How many times do I have to remind you that Max is already dead?!"He yelled and walked to me. He stood tall at 6 feet. "Fang said so himself!"

That bit me off from reality. FANG TOLD HIM I WAS DEAD?

"Now. Serve me!"He commended and pushed me to the bed. He rid himself his shirt and came at me, pinning my hands down. He was still as string as the old days. He started kissing my neck as I stuffled from him.

"Dylan stop it!"I protested

"You will do as I say."He whispered to my ear. I could feel his chest on me, his heartbeat. It was the same as I remembered.

I was stunned as he got off of me. I thought he already stopped. But he just strted unbuttoning his pants.

But thank God there was a knock on the door.

Meep. Okay. This is a total shebang but a lot of you had already told me to update so I pushed all my sheez away and wrote this. Sorry for the shortness and the fahkness.