Alternate Dimension: Claimer: I own Maximum Ride. NO ONE CAN STEAL IT!!!

This Dimension: DISclaimer: I…don't own…MR. There. I said it. Now I must go cry, and them possibly have therapy because of the humongous strain on my emotions at this point. Good by, I'm off to see my psychologist!

"What are we going to tell them?" I asked, my head still on his shoulder.

"We don't have to tell them anything. They'll know soon enough." He answered.

Great. I thought to myself. What do I do after they know?

What does it matter if they know or not?

I thought you were supposed to be my father. I said irritably. Aren't fathers supposed to freak when their daughters get married? Or when they find out they're having a baby?

I swear I could hear him laughing at me, from inside my head.

"Max? What did he say?" asked Fang.

I looked up, startled. "Nothing important." I said truthfully.

When Angel and Gazzy came back, Fang and I had cleared room for a fire.

Did you tell him, Max? Asked Angel immediately

I glared at her. Stop poking around in my head, Angel.

She kept looking at me, her gaze fixed. I could tell she wouldn't give up until I told her myself, even if she read it in my mind. Fine. Yes, I told him. Happy? I said.

Angel smiled at me, and started to help Gazzy build the fire.

"Mind readers." I growled under my breath.

Fang heard me. "What?"

"Nothing. Just Angel…prying." I said.

He looked at me knowingly.

After Iggy and Nudge came back, we ate, and then I made sure everyone got to sleep soon because we had to leave pretty much ASAP in the morning.

Nudge took first watch, and I laid down next to Fang.

The sun was down, most of the Flock was asleep, and Nudge was sitting right at the edge of the cave entrance.

I got up on my elbows and looked at Fang. He looked back at me.

I crawled over to him and laid my head on his chest. He put an arm around me.

I turned my head and started to kiss him, until eventually my chest was on top of his, and we were pressed together tightly.

He pulled away gently long enough to say, "Hormonal much?"

"I'm pregnant. Of course I'm hormonal, so just shut up and kiss me back." I whispered, and then my mouth was on his again.

We fell asleep, my head on his chest, his arm around me, and our hands entwined.

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-Insane Winged Girl