A/N: So........................... Thanks for the reviews again. Don't worry I've managed to slip FAX in sooner than expected here...so read and tell me what you think.
Fang POV
Woops. I made her cry, how could I even think of doing that. What have I done? I'm going to have to wait now in here like an idiot. I can't go back out there and see her face, her face was enough to feel like I'd been punched in the stomach, but the knowledge that I had caused it caused me more physical pain. She's wrong though; she's just being Max, being stubborn. The flock HAS to be safe. I can't even bear the thought that they might not be.
But what if they're not? What if she's right? The thought lingered at the back of my mind and I tried to shake it out. I really want to trust Max, to listen to her. She wouldn't cry like that by herself. She must be really strong on this to cry like that. To think that I've betrayed her... Only I have, I'm not there for her where she needs me. She thinks I kissed Lyndsey...eurgh.
Slowly, quietly, I opened the door. She was lying with her head inside the sleeping bag, with her back to me. I went and lay down on mine, with my wings uncomfortably digging in on the hard concrete floor. So much so that I had to turn on my side, to face her. I stared at her back for a long time. Was she still crying? I didn't want to embarrass her and talk to her if she was. But I wanted...no needed to talk to her. I couldn't have things like this between us. But would she ever forgive me?
I sat up and reached out to stroke where her wing would be under the sleeping bag. I began humming to her, like we did for Angel when she was barely a toddler, when we first escaped from the school. She stiffened at first under my touch, but eventually she softened and just lay there, her head still buried stubbornly in her sleeping bag. Her shoulders rose and fell gently with her breathing. When did I start loving her? Was there a pinpointed start point? Did it come gradually? Or have I always loved her, just in a different way? When did I stop seeing her as a best friend, as a sister, and start seeing her as much much more?
Fang? I can hear you thinking. What the hell. Max?! What are you doing in my head. I thought only Angel could do that.
I...I don't know Fang. But do you really think that? I slid my hand onto Max's shoulder gently and squeezed it. Yes Max, I really think that. She shifted slowly and I pulled my hand back, she twisted into a sitting position and pulled her head out. She still had tear marks down her cheeks, and more threatened to escape her beautiful, deep, understanding brown eyes. I reached out my hand and wiped away a tear when it did fall, and I held her face in my hand for a long, silent moment of almost understanding.
My eyes aren't beautiful Fang, really. Oh yes they are Max, everything about you is beautiful. Your hair, your delicate yet intricate wings, they way you smile when you're flying through the air. The angry look you get on your face when we're fighting Erasers. Everything. A small lopsided almost-smile escaped her inviting lips and she looked at me. Then she hit me. OW! What was that for.
Inviting lips, oh come on Fang. Oops. Sorry Max. But they are you know. Then she slapped me again. Ok, what was that one for?
What about your precious girlfriend? Is she not good enough now? Do you need to have us both on the go? What did you mean before by 'she thinks I kissed Lyndsey.' That would be because you did.
No Max, I didn't kiss her. She kissed me, and trust me if I could have read her mind, she wouldn't ever have come that near to me. Please Please believe me.
Oh yeah? Like you believe me about the flock? And about the evil Dwyers. I'm so sorry Max, I'm starting to see your point now, and you're right. I was blind. But I know the flock as well as you do and I think, no I know you're right about them worrying. They were way too calm in that film. And your Mom and Ella, I'm worried about them too. Do you have no idea where they might be?
"None," she whispered. Out loud this time as another tear escaped, I leant to catch it with my thumb before it hit her cheek and wiped it away. Don't cry Max. I hate seeing you hurting. It's going to be ok. We're going to find them, and the flock. We'll get out of here in the morning I promise. But you should get some sleep, you've had a LONG fly today.
The floor is cold...and painful She grimaced. I know Max, I know, you can lean on me. You can always lean on me. So I lay down on the floor and smile as her head and arm rested on my chest. I kissed the top of her head, so softly it was barely a kiss, I didn't want to scare her off now and ruin the moment.
"I really do Love you Max," I whispered. It seemed more real out loud.
"I love you too Fang," I felt her smile on my chest and my heart soared, somehow it felt even sweeter hearing her say it back.
Glad to know I make you happy Fang. Always. Goodnight.
Note to self, how have I never noticed this before, is it because she's so close? She makes cute little humming sounds when she breathes in her sleep.
Ok so it wasn't QUITE kiss and make up yet, but there'll be more FAX next chapter. Please tell me what you think of this. I'm not very good at the whole soppy thing, but this is my second attempt at this chapter and I way prefer this version. So what do you want to see next
More FAX as they plan their next steps
Some arguments with the Dwyers
Some flyboy/eraser action
A successful escape
The flock to turn up and get captured.
