Maximum Ride...Why Her 7

Max Ride belongs to James Patterson not me...blah blah blah


"yeah, whatever" Angela sneered as the speakers flickered off. I sigh out loud as I helped Fang sit down on the ground again to help rest his injured leg. I mean I would want o rest it too if I were shot twice by a psycho dude.
"What are we going to do about them?" I asked Fang. I mean, I didn't like having to ask for ideas or help, but this was kind of a bad situation. Not to mention I still didn't know where the rest of my flock was.
"What was that? Max asking for help? Nah, it can't be!" Fang chuckled.
I smacked him in the arm.
"Oh, shut up! I seriously didn't have to fix your leg up you know!"
"Ah, but you would have anyway. Cause you looooovvveee me!!!' he said again.
And again I smacked him.
"Ouch! Quit it!" then his face suddenly turned serious. "I don't know what  I would do if that bastard touched you" Fang sighed. I took his face in my hands and kissed him lightly.
"That's not going to happen. Not if I can help it" I said with growing confidence.  
Even before it happened, I sensed it. I pulled Fang out of the way before I heard a huge crack and the side of the cave fell in, sending rocks everywhere.
"Max!" a voice screamed.