Fang POV:
Max still hadn't come around the next day, or at least if she had Ms. Martinez wouldn't allow a visit. Trying to be understanding but still genuinely pissed off, I pleaded for tomorrow to be the day.
That night the flock and I sat around the living room trying to in the least visual way describe what we had seen to back up why we had abandoned the mission. Personally, I don't think I owed anyone an explanation. Dylan had done nothing for this family and we didn't need a dangerous toy to be around with new babes around too.
Ms. Martinez slept in Maxs room that night as I slept in mine. The babes made absolutely no stir throughout the night. I guess that was surprising, I wasn't ever around kids much in my life. Only at the lab was I ever around babies small enough to cry, but then they either cried from constant pain or made no noise at all, numb from fright.
None of these circumstances applied to them so I assumed they were just really tired.***
That night I laid in my bed thinking of Max and the babies, of what a happy family we will be. I didn't sleep, just turned and tossed thinking.
I could take it anymore.
I got up quietly and tip toed to we're Max and the babies slept.
I crouched down to the side of Maxs bed, her head lay in the same position. Careful not to cause that horrid pained face on her to appear again, I ever so gently brushed her cheek with my thumb.
She jumped, like sit up totally alert type of jump. Her hands firmly planted on each side of the bed, she twisted her head right to left alarmed. When she saw me her mouth broke into a smile and her eyes broke into tears of joy.
I climbed behind her and pulled her onto my lap. Cradling her like a big baby, she cried into my bare chest as I nuzzled my head against her forehead.After awhile she ran her hand down from my collar bone to my lower abs, following with her eyes. She hooked her thumb under the belt buckle and the four other fingers on the inside of my pants. She pulled on the belt in a way that made me lay down. We laid there for what seemed like eternity when really we shut our eyes tight and breathed deeply. Finally, we mutually sat up. She sat across from me fiddling with her hands. When she looked up she looked me straight in the eyes.
"I missed you." She said breaking into a smile.
"I missed you too Max." I leaned in and kissed her. Her hands wrapped around my neck and again we laid down but this time kissing, much more enjoyable haha. It felt good to have her limbs wrapped around me, holding me close in every way possible.I missed it.
Unexpectedly she swerved from under me and sat up, smiling madly. I looked up at her kind of disappointed.
"C'mon let's hold the babies!" She squealed.
Wow this was not like her.
I shook my head smiling, understanding her excitement. We both got up and this is when it hit me, me nor Max have experience with babies. Another words, how do you hold them?! I think theirs something about cradling and supporting the head. I echoed my thoughts to her.
"Umm..-" I said as we stared down into the crib confused of how to do whatever we were supposed to do, " I think there's something about cradling it and supporting the head."
"Right." She said shaking her head while biting her tongue. She so didn't know that.
"So you get right I get left?" She more stated then asked.
"Yea sure..just don't drop it."
"Don't tell me what to do." She said calmly, not to be rude but to state a simple fact...in her mind. Ahh that was Max.
We bent down in sync, kind of pausing for a second when Max broke the ice, picking up the dark haired and feathered one. Woah woah my mind was somewhere between racing and not working. I grabbed it. The head kind of flopped backwards and I quickly caught it when I cradled it against my chest. Support the head Fang, support the head I told myself.
Making my way over to the bed to sit across from Max, we both sat their staring at them. They were porcelain.
"Wow" Max let out in a breathy way.
"Yea-" I cracked a smile, "wow."
***
After awhile, Max looked up very attentively.
"We have to come up with names" she said in a strong whisper.
I shook my head in aggreement, thinking.
"Well what are the genders?" I asked.
She looked down at the diapers with a disgusted face on.
"I don't know and I'm not checking." She said, "I think Mom said they are both girls..she told me when I was still drowsy so I don't clearly remember."
"Alright then," I paused,"We'll go under the assumption their both girls. Soo..girls.." I paused thinking.
"How about Jennifer?" Max asked.
I looked up trying to surpress the disgust. "Okay, okay," I said, " let's not do J's."
She looked at me annoyed so I quickly threw a name out. "Quran!" I said.
"What? No Fang." She paused and looked at me like she was going to say more, but then looked away shaking her head in disappointment.
We went on naming names for another good half hour, some not in the dictionary and others very popular. Until, I had a spark of name genius or at least to Max and I's taste it was.
"How about.." I paused licking my lips slightly to make this come out right. "How about Visery and Athendry."
Max broke out into a small smile. "Alright..Visery and Athendry..I like them." Fulling smiling now she looked down at the babies.
"So-" she looked up, " which ones which?"
"Athendry the dark haired and Visery the blonde." I said.
"I like it.." She said. I couldn't help but smile as we both looked down at the babies.
***
That night I slept with Max and the babies. We both laid on our sides, Athendry and Visery in the middle.
"Isn't it crazy," Max said in a tired and dry voice," that..this happened but, it's like..we don't even know what happened."
"Yea," I said," I've been thinking of that. I don't know how and neither do you but something did happen and Max...I don't know if I regret it happening." I looked over at her already looking at me with tears in her eyes and saw such a genuine happy Max.
Sometime after that my eyes closed shut, the last image of her beautiful face. My girls, all three of them so close and safe with me. Visery and Athendry..I couldn't wait to take their first steps with them or words or school days and riding bikes and the bumps and bruises life comes with, I couldn't wait to do that with them. Then it hit me.
I'm a Dad.
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Maximum Ride: A Baby Story
FanfictionMaximum Ride and her Flock have gone through the unbelievable. But will one "slip up" break apart the flock and put them, and the new addition(s), into danger?