After a while of tears and rage, I just sat there, curled in Fang's arms and shuddering. Not only was I back in this cruel place, but my baby was there, too. It was only a matter of time before they start pricking both of us. I winced at the mere thought.

"What happens now?" I whispered, starting to shake more. Fang tightened his grip around me.

"Angela will send someone. Without a doubt." he said quietly. His gentle words almost mad me doze off right there. I sighed dreamily and nuzzled his shoulder. He returned the favor by doing the same with my neck.

"Go ahead and get some sleep." he cooed, kissing my hair. My heart leaped and I complied, letting ever tense muscle in my body relax. Sleep greeted me uneasily, in the arms of what I still considered my savior.

Let's have some fun and start over again. It's day one, now. Just for the sake of it.

Day 1

The slamming of the metal door interrupted my sleep. I was still snuggled up to Fang, and I felt his body shift, too, obviously awake now.

I knew what was going on. Automatically, I grabbed to plastic tray and slid it towards us. It had enough (I'm not even sure if it is) food on it for Fang and I to split and be full. Good thing they took my new cellmate into consideration.

"Want some food?" I asked him, putting the tray on my lap.

"Not hungry. You go ahead." he replied. I sighed and began shoving the mushy monstrosity into my mouth, trying to swallow it before the taste could get to me. In a particularly big bite, I felt something small an solid graze my throat as I swallowed it. I coughed trying to get it out, but it was too late.

Those damn scientists drugged me.

"Son of a bitch." I muttered, smacking my forehead.

"What's wrong?" Fang's voice asked me.

"I just swallowed a pill. They put it in the food." I told him. What could that pill possibly have to do? I feel uneasy thinking about it. I could literally feel the anger begin to emanate off of Fang. I reassured him and told him it was fine, that they'd done this to me before. Usually the pills didn't do much of anything. They've only ever been to make me go to sleep. I patiently waited for the drowsy affect to kick in, but it was taking forever.

I began to hum my own little tune, letting it bounce off of the walls and echo throughout the room. Unconsciously, I began lightly singing a song I had made a long time ago.

(A/N I wrote this. Screw copyrights.)

Built walls no one could break down

Tried listening for the sound

Of my beating heart, but it was never there

So I just didn't care

I locked everyone out

I didn't let them hear me shout

But now ...

But now!

I let these tears slip free

Past the confines

Of my emotions!

I thought nobody was ever there

I just sat there in my chair

Watchin' the world speed by

As they left me there ...

I was going to continue, but I remembered someone else was in the room and clamped my mouth shut. It was silent for a second.

"... Why'd you stop?" Fang finally said. I was slightly taken aback by his question. I opened my mouth and continued.

Hurt, loss, shatters is

What's left of me

But you strolled by

And put back the pieces

You made better again

And I will never forget

What I owe you-!

So please,

Oh please,

Just stay by my side!

I stretched out the last word, ending while quieting the note slowly.

"Beautiful." Fang commented, his voice loud and clear. I let out a breath I was unaware I was holding and relaxed. I leaned my head against to cold wall to cool my flushed face. When had it gotten so blazing hot in here? In failed attempts, I pressed my entire body against the chilled concrete, trying to calm the fire.

"Do you feel hot in here?" I panted, squirming at the uncontrollable tingling in the pit of my stomach.

"No." Fang answered. I could hear his worry as my breathing began getting heavier, and I hunched over the floor in a loud groan. Fang reached over and rubbed my back, trying to comfort me. I gasped sharply. Where he touch, electrifying feelings pulse through. We heard loud laughing outside of the cell.

"Hold up." he told me. I heard him scuffle towards the door and stay still for a long while. I waited and waited, the tingling in my stomach lowering itself until I was trembling in a ball. More silence.

"Oh no ..." Fang whispered.

"What is it?" I gasped, clenching my abdomen.

"Those pills ..." he said gravely. "They weren't sleeping pills or anything. They were ..."

"Well?" I asked angrily. He sighed.

"They were ecstasy pills. They're trying to get us to reproduce."

Day 1 (continued)

Fang attempted to comfort me, but in my state, touching me wasn't a good idea. I could lunge at Fang any second.

"How long *pant* do I *pant* have to *pant* stay like this?!" I asked nobody. Who knows how long those pills that the scientists whipped up could last! I could be like this for days, and it was starting to get very uncomfortable. I moaned again, louder and hanging my head.

"It'll be fine." I heard Fang say. My god I love his voice. It's just so smooth and deep and it made me feel so good when it hit my ears and ... I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE!

I jumped at Fang, grabbing the collar of his shirt and yanking his face to mine. Our lips crashed together with brute force, and I pressed against him with all I had.

Man, I need this!

Fang's POV!

I was startled by Max's actions. Before I knew is, I was pulled forward quickly and her mouth was on mine, tangling her fingers in my hair. I was hesitant, but I hugged her waist and kissed just as hard as she was. I felt her moan against my mouth and was instantly reminded:

She's only doing this because she's drugged.

To my despair, I pushed her back as gentle as I could and unlatched her fingers from my hair. I wanted to kiss her, I really did. Just not like this. I wanted her to come at me when she was fully conscious of what she was doing. I wanted it to be real.

I heard her whimper echo through the damp air.

"You're not thinking, Max. The drugs are still working, just try and calm down." I said, trying to hide to regret in my voice. I don't think I did a good job. She just whimpered again and I heard her crawl across the room, continuing to moan, groan, and pant. She gave up trying to talk, or at least she lost her ability to. I can only imagine how much torture this must be for her. It was so torturous for me, too.

The person that I'm beginning to fall for just threw herself at me, and I just pushed her away. All because of those damn scientists and their stupid pills!

I'll see to it that we kiss again, with no drugs motivating us.

I'll see to it that we kiss with nothing but our hearts telling us what to do.

Could this be classified as FAX? Even though she was drugged? Yeah. Here's some really brief FAX. I can only your reaction. My mind is so messed up. Hence the name. Thanks for the reviews and the 1500+ hits. I really love seeing them. Stay insane, my friends.

-Completely Unstable