"Now boarding flight 182 to Boston. Flight 182 to Boston."

I stood up from my spot in the airport cafeteria and grabbed my bag, heading for my plane. I kept bumping into all these people on the way, as if they all wanted me to get away.

I was near the bathroom near my gate when I heard it.

"MAX!" A male voice. But not any male voice- Fang's.

I bit my lip and didn't turn around. I just kept walking. I heard people protesting about him shoving them so he could get past. I walked faster.

"MAX!" He yelled again.

Please tell me this was all a dream and I never met Fang. Please, just tell me that I never fell in love with him.

A hand wrapped around my arm and spun me around. Fang was standing there panting, exhausted, and furious.

"What the fuck… do you think you're doing?!" He all but yelled.

"Fang, let me go." I ordered quietly.

"No, no, I won't. You're not leaving. Ever." He was starting to calm down.

I sighed. "I'm sorry about this." I kneed him in the groin and ran toward my gate when he let me go. I was close to the gate door when arms wrapped around my waist. And they weren't Fang's.

I turned around and saw that Nudge was holding me and she was crying. "Why are you trying to leave us?" She whispered.

I hugged her hard, holding back tears. "Nudge, I'm sorry but I have to do this." I gently pried her off me and stepped through the gate.

I glanced behind me to see Fang trying to follow but being held back by airport security. The gate closed behind me as a tear rolled down my cheek.

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4 Months Later

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I sighed, sitting down in my chair.

"Bernadette, Chelsea's here." Freddie called up the stairs.

"Send her up!" I yelled. Yes, he called me Bernadette. That was my new name. I didn't want anyone to find me. I was now in my new apartment in Boston. My roommates were Freddie, Roberta, and Joyce. Freddie and Roberta were married and Joyce was Roberta's sister. I sighed again- no one really knew who I was.

"She brought a friend- I think you might want to come down!"

I groaned and got out of my chair, heading downstairs. Our apartment was two floors, kind of like a house but right at the top of the stairs was a door and that door led to my room. I jumped off the last step and froze. Next to my new friend Chelsea was a guy. A guy with black hair, black clothes, and black eyes. It was Fang. He was still as hot as he was when I left him at the airport 4 months ago.

He walked toward me and stopped a foot right in front of me. "Max…" He shook his head, not knowing what to say.

"Bernie, why'd he call you Max?" Chelsea asked. Bernie was my nickname.

I licked my lips. "My name… isn't Bernadette. It's Max. Maximum Ride."

Freddie's eyes widened and he took a step back. "You mean the gang member?!"

"Ex…" Fang told him. "Max, why the hell did you leave us?"

"I don't want anyone to get hurt- how did you find me?"

"Talked to your little FBI friend."

"Why are you here?"

"Come back. Max, everyone wants you back home. And I mean everyone."

I ran my fingers through my hair. "Go home, Fang."

"No. The only way I am leaving is if you come with me."

I put a hand to my stomach absently, looking away from Fang's face.

His eyebrows went down, eyes trailing down to stare at my stomach. I was wearing a baggy hoodie. His hand shot out and he placed his palm against my stomach right when there was a kick. His eyes grew wide and then they saddened.

I noticed that all my friends/roommates had left the apartment. Fang removed his hand and stepped back, heading for the door.

"Fang," My voice wavered.

"What, Max? What do you honestly have to say to me? I get it now- you moved on and you're fine without us. I'll get out of you way." He opened the door.

"Fang, she's yours!" Tears trickled down my cheeks, one after another. He stopped and his head tilted to look over his shoulder. "The lake…"

He turned around on his heel. "Really?"

I nodded. "I left because I didn't want anyone to get hurt and I wanted Danielle to be safe."

"Danielle?"

I nodded hesitantly. "That's what I was going to name her."

"What if it's a boy?"

"It won't be."

"How do you know?" He took a step toward me.

"Because every woman in my family has had daughters."

"Yeah, but what if?"

I sighed. "Well, I was going to name him Nick…if you weren't going to be part of his life."

"There's no way in hell that I wouldn't be in your life."

"Then I would name him David."

Fang came over to me and kissed me on the lips. Softer than I remember. He held my hand when he pulled away. "You're coming back home."

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1 Plane Ride Later

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"Max!" Nudge yelled happily, hugging me carefully.

Angel and Ella hugged me too, Iggy and Gazzy giving me one-armed ones. Mom and Jeb were standing behind everyone.

"Max, we're glad you came back." Mom smiled at me.

I nodded. "Glad to be back." I don't think Mom knew about Fang's and my baby yet.

"And she's staying." Fang brought up.

I smiled at him. "Yeah. I'm staying."

so there you have it. Fang's POV is up and running.