*They're after me. They grab Angel and I cant save her. she disappears in the shadows, screaming for me to save her, but I cant reach from the bars that descend around me, a cage...*
I bolt up screaming and fighting with the sheets that entangle my body. Before I even realize that it was a dream Fang is awake, tensed and alert. He helps me loosen the mass of sheets and stroking my hair back.
"Are you okay Max?" he says, scanning the dark room to make sure I'd just had a dream and someone didn't actually harm me.
"It's just a nightmare," I sigh with relief as I wipe sweat from my brow.
"It was about Angel wasn't it?"
"How did you know?"
"Ever since the Doomsday Group ive had nightmares of her being taken from us."
"So have I," I say, leaning into his side, "But I just thought it was my shot nerves."
"I've been keeping a close eye on the flock lately, especially Angel. So you can relax a bit."
"Relax is rarely used in my vocabulary."
"Try at least Baby." he kissed my lips softly.
"since when do you call me 'Baby'?"
"Since I just now said it," he said with a laugh, "its at least better than when adults call you 'Maxine' isn't it?"
I make a face, showing my disgust, then start to giggle. Hear that people? GIGGLE. Something about this guy changes me when im around him. But I like it, no matter how shot my nerves
are.
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the new age of maximum ride
FanfictionMax and the gang survived the beginning of the end of the world....but what about the rest of it? This takes place after "Nevermore". I couldn't bare for it to stop so I proceeded. The characters of the flock are from James Patterson not m...
