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"Max? Can we talk?" I peered over my shoulder to see Fang standing at the door between the apartment- his fake life- and the balcony- the real, jumping off the edge life that included yours truly. The flock was gone, off exploring New York with Iggy and Nudge in charge (you must see how this is doing to my nerves). I had refused to go and I made Fang stay as well. Because he was probably being watched on the streets and possibly at the apartment! Not because I wanted to be alone with him or anything.

I was sitting on the balcony, my legs dangling over the ledge. You'd think more people would look up and say, "Oh my goodness, she's going to jump" but apparently New Yorkers are really too busy to notice. (I'm not say anything about all New Yorkers just the ones in this particular area).

"Sure," I replied, "Although, I never expected you to be one for talking." He smirked and walked over slowly. I watched as he ran a hand through his hair. Then, he was swinging his legs over the ledge and sitting right beside me, our hands overlapping for a moment before he pulled away. I knew what he was thinking- we had other things on our mind, we couldn't be together that way.

Suddenly, Fang was silenter than normal Fang which either meant he was thinking too much or something worse than that. I bumped my shoulder with him, "Come on, what is it?" He shrugged as if everything he had to say he had just forgotten. I rolled my eyes, "Fine. You know, if I wanted to, I could read your mind." It felt funny to say something like that- it was like I just swallowed a cotton ball. Fang sent me a look that asked me to not. "Nudge says she'll get us some new clothes," I said with a laugh.

"Great," Fang said with the upmost enthusiasm. Okay, maybe not enthusiasm or the least bit of it, just the normal, emotionless tone. I was tempted to read his mind but I could sense that Fang wouldn't like that at the moment. Instead, I laughed a bit at his response. His dark eyes shifted from the city view over to me. I always blush when he does that- always- I hate that he can do that to me.

"At least," I said with a pause to think about what to say next, "We do not have to be there in which that scenario I would have to try on skirts and dresses and ugh- it hurts just to think about it."

Fang laughed, "It's nice, to do this." He said so little but he says it all. If you don't get what I mean than I don't care, this is the way I hope it would always be between Fang and I. "Max, I-,"

My head jerked to my side as I caught a strange sound approaching us. Up in the distance was a helicopter, flying safely away from us. Just as I went to turn my head back to Fang, my eyes caught movement at the building across from us. Sure enough, when I focused, I spotted a patch of red hair. Damn, not even one full day before I have to go jumping back into kick ass mode.

"Fang," I said, and he was alert enough to know the sound in my voice. "Looks like we've been found out."

Before I could even think of a plan, Fang was pushing himself off the edge of the balcony and free falling for about five seconds before he let his wings out. He hovered and I watched as he flew to the window where Brigid was standing out in the open. Thinking it might be a trap, I jumped too and flew after him.

I watched as he adjusted himself so that his feet where first as he crashed through the window. I followed him in a few seconds after. We crouched on the ground, seeing Brigid in front of us looking extremely panicked. I almost burst out laughing at the sight of her. "Hey, what's up?" I asked her with a nod of my head. She flinched when I moved. Was she seriously alone? Geez, Brigid=genius or so I thought. Now I know that was a complete lie.

"They made me do it!" She cried.

"Do what?" Fang asked, for a second I looked at him. Was he serious, was he actually going to believe her? Chill Max, just play along. I smirked and turned back to Brigid who was trembling with fear. Ooo, how I loved that I made her quake in her boots (literally, she was actually wearing boots).

"They made me try to erase your memory but I didn't! Jeb was so convinced that you'd forget everyone. I changed that though! I helped you," she gulped. Then, she sucked in a bunch of air from not breathing during that little monologue. "Take me with you please."

"Thanks, Brigid, but no thanks." I stared at her. She glared at me. How did that song go "Don't trust a"...shall I continue? Well, I wasn't going to be harsh like that. Although Fang was laughing in my head at what I was thinking. "You know," I turned and looked at Fang, "It's sad because she's your ex." I gave a smile before turning back to Brigid. "What are we going to do with you? Liars can't be beggers or choosers for that matter."

I gave an evil grin just to scare her even though I had no idea as to what we were going to do...

"What are you going to do to me?" Brigid cried.

Ha- priceless (Brigid's face I mean)

Sorry for the short chapter. Got to go babysit. And sorry it took so long to update. I was trying to think of were to go with this that was different from my other stories.