Max's POV

I sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for the results to come up and ofr Fang to get here. I felt like I was going to be sick, but from fear this time. From not knowing how things were going to end.

The door opened, stopping my train of thought.

"Max?" Fang said as he walked through the door.

I felt a great snese of relief over me. "They made me pee in a cup, Fang!" I blurted out, in an attempt to lighten the mood.

He just stopped, suprised by my out burst. "...Is that all? Becuase I have Iggy watching Angel..."

I chuckled. "No, they're comming with the results."

Fang walked over and sat down next to me. "You're rather chipper."

I smirked "Chipper?"

"Do you prefer 'Cheery'?"

"Hmm...No, I think I like 'Chipper' better."

"How 'bout 'Super'?"

"Now you just sound gay."

"Don't be a homophobe."

"I'm not but I wouldn't want my boyfriend to be gay."

"I can see that..."

"You're talking a lot today."

"And you're suprisingly content."

"Hey, a new happy word!"

I laughed, and Fang smirked. I'm not even sure if he's capable of laughter. Oh well, I just see that as another thing to tease him with.

The doctor walked in, with a clipboard. Not feeling as gitty (another happy word!) as I was before, I stopped my laughter, but still tried to keep a positive outlook...

"Hello, Max."

"Cut the small talk, what's the results?" I said, trying not to sound as impatient as I feel.

I could tell that he was taken back slightly by my bluntness, but at this point I didn't really care. My emotions were all over the place.

He flipped through a couple of pages on the clipboard slowly, and it seemed like he was reading each and evry word on the pages...obviously trying to kill some time. Geez, was this guy new here?

"Umm..." I tried to get his attention. I need those results, dammit!

"Well, Max...Congratulations."

It was almost like my heart stopped. I didn't say anything..not that I thought I could.

I leaned over, placed my elbows on my knees, and rested my foreheads in my hands...How was I going to care for the kid? How can I protect the kid from Robert? Or th creeper dude? How was it going to survive? What about school?

...What am I going to do?

I felt Fang's hand on my upper back, and I glanced to look at him. He was staring straight, with an indifferent face. Sometimes I wish he could show his emotions. Sometimes I could read him pretty well, but I couldn't tell what he was feeling. Was he shocked? Angry? Was he going to leave me to care for this child? I mean, it's not like it's his. He's always been respectful of my space and bountries.

"Do you want to see your baby?" The dcotor asked with a kind voice.

"You mean, you'll put that could stuff on my stomach?" I asked, sounding rather naive.

He smiled. "No, that won't be necessary at the moment. Once you get a little father along, then yes. I'll go get another doctor, then you'll get to see your baby."

About an uncomfortable hour later, me and Fang were sitting in the smae room. The doctor-lady-person (I didn't get her name) didn't really say much. She just told me what she would do, and when we were done.

Fang and I didn't say anythign to each other for a while, waiting for the picture. A few minutes later, Fang spoke up.

"This...is going to sound sappy. But don't think you could do this on your own." He said.

"That didn't sound sappy..." I replied.

"This part will; I'll help you."

I filled my cheeks with air,, and slowly let it out. "Yeah..how many teenage boys say that to thier girlfriends? Then they run off...Fang, you don't have to do this-"

"I know-"

"Then why are you?"

"I love you."

I slowly smiled, and leaned over to kiss him. "Now that was sappy...but, I love you too...I guess."

"You guess?"

"Well, you're a pretty swell dude." I teased.

Then, the doctor came back in, with a couple of papers in her hand.

"Hello, Miss Ride." She said. She had carmel skin and brown hair, with a kind face. She turned to Fang, who was sitting next to me. "Are you the father?"

I blushed, and Fang's cheeks turned a slight shade of pink. "Snowball's chance in Hell," I laughed. "He can't even hold my hand without asking."

The doctor smirked, and nodded. "Where is the father?"

I snarled. "Probably raping another girl." I spat.

The nurse paled. "Oh...I'm sorry, I didn't know.."

"It's fine." I said, brushing her words off.

"Well...Here it is." She said, hading me and Fang a picture. "It's much too early to tell the gender. I was even suprised we were able to see anything at all, since you're so early. See that little dot right there-that's your child."

I took the picture, and stared at the little dot. If I didn't know what I was looking at, I would think that it was just part of my insides. But knowing it was my child...

"Now...you're only seventeen, and I was told you're being raised by a single parent. I don't wan to push anything, but you're seventeen. and, if you want too, we could preform an abortion."

I honestly never thought about that. I looked up and gaped at her. From the cornor of my eye, I could see Fang still looking at the picture, but his eyes had this look to them that I couldn't place.

"I'll give you a minute to decide." The doctor said before she left us.

After I was sure the door was completely closed, I turned to Fang. "..What do you think?"

He contuinued to look at the picture when he answered me. "..It's our decision...but..."

"But what?" I pressed on.

"...I don't like the idea of abortion." He said, not taking his eyes off the picture.

I understand what he meant, and I agreed. After seeing this picture, there's no way in Hell am I going to kill this child.

Well...there ya go.

I know it was probably expected, but I still went along with it. Trust me, more crap is going to go down.

I know that she probably wouldn't have any symtoms or they would be able to see anything at this time in her pregnacy, but I figured "Screw it, it's fiction. It doesn't have to be accurate."

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