Ummm, I'm at like, a writer's block right now so: this might not be satisfying...(sorry!)

Comment and rape!

-Nina

(Fang POV)

Dr. Martinez sat down in resentment. Her face contorted in sadness. We were now at the kitchen table, talking. Everyone. Frozen.

Iggy got up and punched the wall with his fist. And walked out. Angel, Rose and Nudge were hugging Max, tearfully saying things like:

"Are you going to leave again?"

"Why did he do that?"

"This is horrible!"

I didn't know what to do. It took all I had not to find Ari and bust his face in. I had my head in my hands and I glared down at the table.

"Really? Max, are you sure? Did you take the-"

"Yes, mom. I did. And it was p-positive."

Dr. Martinez mumbled to herself. "...how are we going to do this? Ari is a whole different breed than Max is. The baby will tear her apart. Her body can't handle it..."

"Well? Isn't there a way to take the thing out?" I said. "...painlessly?"

"There could be a way...but I'm not positive." Dr. Martinez said.

"We have to get that thing out of her." I said through gritted teeth. "Now."

"You're right. She can't keep the child. It'll kill her. Her fragile body can't handle this..." She looked up. "As soon as possible is best."

"Okay, Max. We're going to the hospital. You're going to get that thing out of you and it'll be over with. Okay?" I was talking so much today. Only because I was nervous.

"No.." she whispered. "No. Fang, I can't do it. I have to keep the kid."

(A/N oooh! Epic part!)

(MAX POV)

He stared at me, trying to comprehend my wild mind. Trying to figure out why I've said that.

Have I gone crazy? Is that it?

I didn't want to give up the child. I couldn't become a labcoat, deciding on the fate of someone I have/don't have any control over. I wanted that boy (I'm assuming); he had to live. I'm not going to give him up.

"I can't do it. I can't become a labcoat. Fang, I have to do it. I've got no choice."

Fang blew up. "Who said that you have to have the kid, Max? Its not the right decision." He thought for a moment. "Do what's best for you."

My mom looked at me. "...why?"

"I told you," I took a shaky breath. "I don't wanna become a labcoat...But this kid...he... He needs me."

Fang sighed and looked at me through narrowed eyes for a minute. Emotions flickering through them so quickly I couldn't comprenend it.

He sighed again. And the weight on my shoulders increased a thousand wasn't a normal sigh either. One of resentment or pain, I couldn't tell.

I stood up, knocking the chair down, and headed out the door. I had no idea where I was going, all I know that I was going to go alone. To think.

I mumbled something like: 'be right back.' Even though I didn't plan to. I got out and soared into the sky, glad for the dark night enveloping me whole. It let my thoughts be a little more organized.

'Max. You can't have the child. It will kill you and then who's going to be the world saviour?' The Voice said, entering my head.

'I don't care about the damn world! This is my problem. Butt out.' I thought back sarcastically.

'Not just yours, but everyone around you that you love.' Voice said, sounding oddly sincere. 'Someone like Fang. He doesn't want you to get hurt. He loves you. Like you love him.'

'Shut the hell up and get out of my head!'

I felt the Voice ebbing away, leaving myself to ponder over how screwed up my life is.

Do I want the kid? Or is it because I don't want the poor boy to die before he even lives. Am I selfish? Is that it? Am I the one souless heartless creature walking this Earth? Even if I did have the kid, I couldn't possibly take care of him...

I moved my wings faster, taking out my confusion and anger out into the sky. Sweat beaded at my forehead and I panting harshly.

Mom said that it would kill me, that my body couldn't handle it. What does she know? I've been through twenty times worse than that. My past injuries have been deadly, and clearly, I've survived them.

I can't be the monster to kill the child. I don't like Ari, period. Isn't he supposed to be my brother or something? Wrong. Just wrong. I shook my head, as if that would clear things. If only it were that easy.

When did it change between Fang and I? I bet it was when he was kissing that redhead forever ago.

Well? What's my decision? Keep the child or throw his life away like an empty can? What do I choose. Right or wrong? Which one is right? Wrong?

That's it. I've made my decision. I don't care whether or not I die, whether or not the child makes it.

I'm keeping Ari's kid.