Max POV
Hawk and I took our sweet time getting back to the site where everyone was. Flying seemed to relieve both Hawk and I. The tension seemed to be swept away by the wind. It was nice to see Hawk so calm after her explosion before. We saw the campfire that they all started about a mile away. When we landed, Janie's body was still under the sheet. Josh stood up and hugged Hawk. Xavier did the same. I walked over to Fang who had an emotionless expression on his face. The one thing I loved about Fang was that he was able to hide any emotion he had… most of the time. I leaned against a tree and slid down into a sitting position next to him. We watched the owl children disperse from their hug and lay down around the fire. Slowly, they all fell asleep.
I looked up at Fang and leaned my head on his shoulder, "At this rate, I don't think I will ever get home." I closed my eyes and relaxed for the first time in hours.
He relaxed too, "That's not bad." He smiled and grabbed my hand, intertwining our fingers.
There was silence for a while. All you could hear was the crackling of the fire. It was the most calming thing ever. Even in the circumstances, I always enjoyed sitting next to a fire. Especially sitting next to a fire with Fang.
"That should be me under that sheet." I whispered. Fang tensed up and craned his neck, looking down at me. "Whoever that was wanted me. He was going straight for me. Instead I ducked and he got Janie instead. I feel so… horrible." I sighed and closed my eyes again.
"Don't say that. I want it to be that jerk under the sheet, not one of us." He replied quickly.
Where…you…? I heard the faintest whisper of Angel in my head. She was trying to talk to me! I was close enough. I shot up from my comfortable position and flew up into the sky.
Angel! I screamed mentally. I looked down and saw Fang looking up at me, confused.
Max…? Her voice was getting louder. I flashed my teeth in a wide smile and flew further up. Max! We need you to get home immediately! An Eraser attacked us, but we killed it! The only thing is that Dylan is missing.
Dylan is missing? I thought back to her. That's weird. I remembered how Hawk said that the attacker shifted into someone with blonde hair and blue eyes. Dylan had blonde hair and blue eyes. No, it's not possible. Angel! You need to tell everyone that I found Fang. We are on our way back. We are staying with owl kids. They have wings too. Get them all together. Be home soon.
So it's like I'm taking charge? She asked excitedly.
I didn't want to let her down. Kinda, only until I get back. Don't tell Iggy that you're kinda in charge. He will be mad.
Okay! She left my head. I flew back a foot when I saw Fang flying next to me. I hadn't noticed him flying up towards me.
"What the hell are you doing?" He asked me.
"Angel…" I muttered. "She was talking to me… I told her what's happening." Fang's eyes flashed with realization.
"Oh…" He said. The setting was beautiful. The sun was just breaking over the horizon. The sky was a pinkish-blue. It was very romantic, but I wasn't in a romantic mood. I saw Fang looked eager, but I shook my head.
"I'm sorry… not right now…" I bit my lip and looked into his eyes. I hugged him and started flying down. He grabbed my arm and pulled me up to him. I was about to fly away again when he started talking. I wanted to smile at how awkward he looked, but I kept it hidden. Fang's face was completely serious.
"I told you why I left, but I never said I was sorry… The problem is I don't think that one dumb word will make a difference." He looked away and let go of my arm. I looked down and shook my head. Fang sighed, "But, I'm sorry. I feel like a big jerk." I grabbed my elbow behind my back.
"No problem…" I muttered. I flew down to the ground, leaving Fang floating in the air behind me. My feet lightly hit the corn stacks. I started walking to the edge of the corn fields. Woods were lining the sides. I flew up into a tree and sat down on a branch. I leaned on the tree and drifted off to sleep. I didn't want to handle all of this right now. I hated how I wanted to cry. As much as the tears started to rise, I viciously held them back.
All of the events today made me realize something: I was getting too soft. I need to be the Max who held her emotions back in front of everyone. This is my last night of emotions, because tomorrow I am turning back to the old Max; the Max who didn't give a damn.
Sorry it's so short! I just feel like it needs to be left off from there for now. R&R…. please? :)