A/N: PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEASE! Put down those guns and razor sharp knives that you guys are holding. Have mercy! I've been really, really hectic and maybe even for the next months. Especially for the upcoming next three weeks, cause we're gonna have our exam for our first semester/ quarter. So I beg for your patience and understanding. PLEASE? With icing and sprinkles on top!

Anyway, I've read all of your reviews and was so happy. Thanks so much! I never really knew that there a lot reading and liking my story. So thank you! And I also thank your patience in waiting for me to update. I really appreciate it.

You've been waiting for a long time so enough with the chit-chat and on with the story.

Dylan's POV

Lying to Max was never on my to-do list. But I didn't have any choice. It's her or me being alone for the rest of my life. Anyway, I was practically sweating all over and might have stumbled for the words when I told her my story. It was hard to fill in gaps that I didn't know. I wondered if she noticed some of my hesitations and unsure words. But all of my doubt about her not believing melted when she said that she was sorry and when she kissed me. Well, actually, it was me who kissed her. But whatever. This was the ever first time I kissed her without her trying to get away from me. And it felt great.

She inched away from me and I saw that she was crying. I wiped the tear away from her cheeks. "Hey, it's okay. I understand. Don't cry. It's hurting me."

She let out a shaky breath and planted a small kiss on my lips. It may have been just a peck but it took my breath away. She stood up and looked outside the window. "Honestly, I really don't like having this drama and all. It kind of pisses me off. It's like crying about something that's already done. Whatever. Can we like just change the subject or something?"

I nodded. "So, what do you want to do now? It's not like as if we have anything to do other than just stare at each other."

She shrugged. "I wanna fly." She suggested with a smile.

"Why not." I said and headed to the door.

As we got out, I unfolded my wings and gave a stroke and within seconds I was a few meters above ground. She was right behind me.

"Wanna play a game?" I asked.

"What kind?"

"I don't know. Race maybe?"

"Up to where?" She asked.

"Race you to the ground." I said with a grin and shot down. The wind was whistling through my ears; it was hard to see if I was near the ground or not with all the thin sheets of clouds blocking my view. Then suddenly there was something that zipped pass me. It was like a bullet. I don't know. And when I landed, I saw Max standing there waiting.

"Slow poke." She said with a grin. "I've been waiting for half an hour already."

"I'm not that slow you know." I said with a chuckle. "But you were fast."

"Yeah. I just fell. I felt like I was a rock falling out of the sky. It felt weird and at the same time cool." She explained, excitement showing on her face.

"Did you know that another benefit of being a mutated kid is that you get to have cool and unique abilities?"

"Really? And flying faster than anybody is my ability? That is way awesomeness." I nodded. "What about yours?"

"Well, I can heal my wounds whenever I want." I said.

"Cool! Show me."

"You have any sharp rock or something as long as it's sharp." She picked a small pointed stone that was lying on the ground.

"Here." She gave it to me, anxious to see what would happen next. And with a blinding move, I slashed my left arm. It wasn't too deep, but it was enough for blood to ooze out. I stretched my arm and clenched my fist. The newly opened wound started to close. If you didn't know, healing myself also took some energy. The bigger the cut, the more the energy that I use. Luckily, it wasn't much of a wound.

A few minutes later it looked like as if I didn't cut myself.

I looked at Max and she looked like as if she'd seen a ghost. "That was so cool. Can you heal yourself too when you've got internal bleeding?" She asked and it made me laugh. "What?"

"I never really thought about that. And I don't want to try."

"Good. 'Cause I don't want to loose you." She smiled and kissed me. It took me by surprise but I willing accepted her. I felt my knees start to go weak and I couldn't think straight. I've never felt anything like this before. It felt so good. Whenever I kissed Max in the past, she was always the one first to breaking contact. But now it felt like as if she didn't want to stop.

We were breathing hard when we broke apart. "That was great." Was all I could say. She placed her arms around my waist and pulled me closer to her. We just stared at each other for a few moments.

Within those few minutes that I realized how much I really love her. And it also made me realize on how much of a selfish jerk I was. It made me feel guilty on lying to her about her past. My trail of guilty thoughts were stopped when Max planted another kiss on my lips.

Just then, thunder rolled and rain started to pour. "Let's go back inside." I said and held her hand. She didn't move. I looked back at her. "Aren't you coming with me?"

"What's wrong with rain? It feels good to dance under the rain, you know." She said, staring at the sky.

"I don't know. Maybe because its acid rain?"

She snorted. "Those types of people who don't dance in the rain are kill joy. They don't know how to have fun."

I laughed. It wouldn't hurt to enjoy life once in a little while.

I don't want to bore you with the details of what happened. Let's just say that we ran, flew a few meters above, danced, went crazy and kissed.

We were soaking wet when we reached back to the safe house. I opened the door, not caring if we made the floor wet and muddy. I gave each of us a towel and offered to make hot coco. While Max sat in the living room, watching TV. I sat beside her on the floor and gave her hot coco. She smiled her thanks and placed her head on my shoulders; I tilted mine, so now, our heads were leaning on each other. I inhaled her scent, I couldn't place my finger on it but it smelled so sweet. I sighed, wishing that I had the power to stop time.

"Why don't you take a bath?" I blurted out of nowhere.

"What?" She said with a very dangerous tone.

"I-I didn't mean that way. What I meant was that you might get sick. B-because when you play under the rain, you might get sick. You know.." I said nervously. I have seen some of Max's temper tantrums and I have no intention on seeing one today.

She laughed. "I know. I was just gonna say the same thing to you." I let out a sigh of relief. Then she left.

It almost took her half an hour to finish taking a bath. It was quite unusual for her to do that. Her longest time on taking a bath I think was 10 minutes. I fell asleep by just waiting for her to finish.I opened my eyes to see smiling brown eyes. "Hey, sleepy head, time to wake up. It's your turn."

I nodded groggily. And took a quick shower. When I got out of the bathroom, I saw Max lying on the couch, asleep. I smile danced across my lips. I couldn't help think of what happened earlier. Both of us having fun under the rain. I bet she and Fang have never done that before. And what made me smile the most was when Max and I kissed. It was magic.

I carried her into our room. Yes, our room. Please. We wont' be doing anything. And laid her on the king sized bed. I continued to admire her sleeping figure. I kissed her forehead and a few minutes later, I myself fell asleep.

Max's POV

I've been having this strange voice inside my head that keeps on saying that I'm not who I really think I am. I kept on thinking that it was just my imagination and just kept on ignoring it. But I couldn't. It would always surprise me. I wasn't sure if it was a boy or a girl or a computerized voice.

And when I thought I was going to get some rest when I fall asleep. Boy, was I wrong. I was flying away from something I didn't know ; I didn't want to know. Then time seemed to slow down. I grew heavier and my wings couldn't carry me anymore. I fell. It wasn't like what I did earlier. I was expecting to hit the ground anytime but instead I just kept on falling. I felt like as if I was falling in a very narrow well and everything seemed to grow darker.

Then I heard voices. It wasn't the voice that I was hearing in my head. These ones are like for real persons. I couldn't make out what they were saying. But I was positive I heard laughter. I listened more intently and closed my eyes. And I heard and saw them clearly.

"Come on, Max! Let's get some strawberries. Please?" Said a sweet baby girl voice. I looked down and saw a very cute looking girl. She had blond curls and big pleading blue eyes.

"Okay, sweetheart." Me

Then there were some cheers. And when I tried to scan the place, the scene changed. I felt shivers run down my spine when a deep voice said, "You love me this much." I looked up and saw a figure. I squinted and saw that it was the emo kid in the picture. What was his name again? Yeah, Fang. But why do I feel embarrassment instead of anger? Do I have feelings for this guy? I barely know him. Or do I?

Then everything went black. I wasn't unconscious or anything. It was just really dark and I couldn't see anything. I felt a hand on my shoulder. I shrieked. When I turned I didn't see anybody. I was alone. I started to hear voices.

"Wake up and open your eyes!"

"Remember who you are.. You are Maximum Ride.."

"Max, Dylan's lying. He's lying to you. Don't trust him."

"Max! I love you!" That voice. It sounded so familiar. I thought it was Dylan's but Dylan's voice was sort of.. I can't tell. But I'm positive it wasn't his. It belonged to someone else.

I fell again. The ground opened, swallowing me whole. And then I woke up. My heart was beating wildly. I scanned the room. Where was I? Something moved beside me. Click! It was Dylan. He rubbed his eyes and looked at me full of concern.

"You alright?"

"Um.. Yeah.. I, uh, never mind. Let's just go to sleep." I said, not wanting him to worry at the middle of the night. He hesitated, but when his head touched his pillow, he immediately fell asleep.

As for me, well, I was afraid to go to sleep. Thinking that I might have another nightmare. But my eyes demanded rest. And so I did. In Dylan's arms, I fell asleep. But this time, I didn't have any nightmares.

A/N: I'm sorry if it isn't enough. Just be thankful that I didn't have any classes today due to strong prayers of students asking for no classes. Joke. We have a tropical depression. Anyway, thanks again for reviewing and telling me to continue my story. I love you guys! I already got 50! Ha! Let's make it up to 100 next time.

And please be patient with my updating. Thanks again.

Oh, and I'll try making my chapters longer so that at least you wouldn't be mad at me.