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Claimer: I own the plot thing. I'll miss this story!!

Epilogue

(Five months later)

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

Soft, gentle wind blowing my hair back.

A small smile on my face.

"Max?"

I opened my eyes and saw dark ones above me.

Fang leaned down and gently kissed me, with such tenderness, I thought I would burst from the indescribable feeling. He put his hand behind my head and slowly pulled me up into a sitting position.

I pulled back and smiled at him.

You thought I was dead didn't you?

So did I.

So did Fang, and the whole Flock.

The last thing I remember was telling Fang I love him and him telling me the same thing before darkness. Fang had said he was sure I was dead, but Iggy found out that my heart was somehow still beating, that I had just gone into some kind of coma or something. Luckily I was only in the coma thingy for a couple of days.

The Flock told me they went to the first town they could find, which just so happened to be about half a mile away, and took me straight to the hospital. They had called my mom from there and she caught the next plane to Juarez, New Mexico. (That's where that School building thing was.)

It's a miracle that I'm still alive, my heart beating, and breathing in the cool, crisp spring air.

The other weird, almost miracle-ish thing is that the Voice hasn't spoken to me since.

I wonder if he's too ashamed that the great Maximum Ride didn't die like he was so sure of happening.

"Max?" Fang said, bringing my attention back to the present.

He was now sitting next to me looking off into the distance.

We both were sitting in a tree in some forest close to my mom's house. We had been staying there ever since I came out of my "coma."

We were looking at the sun set, like we always do every evening. It's a time for us to just be with each other.

"What's going to happen to us Fang?" I suddenly asked.

Fang sighed and didn't answer.

We hadn't talked about this subject in a while so I didn't really blame him.

Ever since the accident we are always thinking about the "what ifs." We're always worrying about when leftover Erasers are going to attack us suddenly, or if we'll get an expiration date. Neither of us likes to talk about it, but sometimes we can't help but wonder.

"We're going to live." He said in a "drop it" tone.

I didn't drop it, "Fang, why are you so sure about that? We have to die sometime."

He let out a tired breath of air.

"Max-" he started, but I cut in.

"Fang, we don't know what's going to happen to us. We could die any second from something. We don't know if we might get an expiration date." I don't know what come over me, but it was like I was more worried than ever.

"Max, calm down." Fang said in his never ending patient voice, "We're going to be just fine."

I was suddenly mad at him.

Did he not understand that we are eventually going to die? Everyone does! But who knows when we are, seeing that most Erasers get an expiration date early, and I've had about a zillion near-death experiences!

"Fang," I turned to him and looked at him straight in the eye, "We're going to die someday! And seeing us being mutants, we have a higher risk! Why do you not care about that?"

Fang looked at me evenly, "I care about it Max," he said in a low voice that made chills run through my body, "I just believe that we will all die when the time it right."

"Well, when's that?"

He smirked and threw an arm carelessly over my shoulder.

"Whenever I get tired of you." he gave me a small, classic Fang smile.

I tried to give him one back, but I couldn't. I was still too deep into that subject.

His smile slowly disappeared and was replaced with concern.

"Max, don't worry. Why can't you just accept the fact that we're here? We're all still alive and breathing." He moved his arm from my shoulder, and looked into my face with an expressionless face, except for one thing: curiosity.

It's so weird how he can just have one expression on his face while other people have, like, twelve.

It was my turn to sigh, "I just can't help it. Ever since I was shot," Fang visibly winced, "I can't help but think about it. Sure the Voice is gone, but I just keep thinking I was too lucky. The Voice had sounded so sure that I was going to die. Now I just can't seem to get the thought out of my head. When are we really going to die? Are we going to survive the next natural disaster? Are we going to have to go back on the run someday? What's going to happen?"

Fang turned to face the setting sun for a moment with a frown on his face, like he was thinking for a good response to say.

Now did he understand? Now did he see why I'm so paranoid about this?

Fang turned to face me with the hint of a smile on his face.

"Max, just do one thing for me please."

I frowned, "Ok."

He held out his hand, "Take my hand."

I took it and watched as our fingers intertwined in a perfect fit.

"And we will make it." He whispered before kissing me on the lips.

"I swear."

I hope this was a good epilogue!! Sorry if you didn't like it and wanted Max to stay dead!! I just didn't want her to die in this story!!! Plus, I wanted to use that "Take my hand and we'll make it…I swear" thing!! Thank you guys for all the amazing, sweet, spectacular, awesome, wonderful, brilliant, fantastic reviews!! It means so much!!

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--SarahBelle--