Maximum Ride: A Baby Story

Chapter 1:

     The flock and I have settled down at my mom's house. I'm still Max; the high tempered, horrible cook who kicks butt in fighting and absolutely hates emotions. Iggy's still blind, but, as always, excellent in the kitchen. Nudge is still a fashion queen and fun-loving talker. Gasman is still gassy, and well Angel... Angel is still creepy. Oh, and Fang is still Fang. I hope.

I haven't seen Fang in over a week. He's been going through a lot lately between the possibility of being attacked by Itex creatures and the new news that I'm pregnant. Yes, pregnant. I didn't go after him the night I told him about my pregnancy. I settled thinking he needed time alone to figure out his thoughts. I don't think he's mad at me for being pregnant, but more so upset with himself for bringing a new life into this world. Or more specifically, our world. Our crazy, dangerous and nomadic life style, which provides none of the securities or tranquility that a baby deserves.

Trust me, I kick myself everyday thinking about this mistake. My huge mistake.

I told the rest of the flock about the pregnancy after I had told Fang. My mom was definitly not enthralled with the news, but after taking some time to herself she accepted our new reality. I know she still has my back. Ella and Nudge were estatic about the news and immediately  started brainstorming baby names. Iggy and Total expressed mild shock and then moved on with their lives. Angel read my thoughts and, of course, knew already, while Gazzy said in a shocked and dumbfounded tone,"I'm gonna be an uncle!"

So if you ask me, I came of pretty easy with, what is to me, devastating news. Deep down I longed for them to express some emotion other than shock and enthusiasm that I could dwell upon and convince myself that this wasn't right. That I couldn't keep the baby. Because after all this isn't right and I can't validate keeping this baby. Hopefully Fang will agree.