Disclaimer: I still don't own the MR series. Sorry. I just don't.

It had been three weeks since Fang had left and all I'd done was cry. But I'd had enough of that. I was the great Maximum Ride, after all. And Maximum Ride didn't just take things as they came; she fought. So, that was exactly what I planned on doing. Who cares that Fang told me not to follow him? I was going to find him, and then I was going to kill him. And then I might feel sorry for it. I don't know; I hadn't planned that far.

I slammed my door open and yelled for the rest of the flock. "We're going to find Fang!"

"But, Max, he told you not to. He said he'd just leave again, and it would make everything harder. He said it was best that he left." Nudge said.

"Do you agree with him?" I asked quietly. "Do you think it's best that he's gone?"

Slowly, Nudge shook her head. "But shouldn't you listen to him?"

I laughed. "Do I ever do what I'm told?"

This time, she shook her head with more conviction.

"I'm going to need you all," I told them. "I can't do this unless we all work together." With that, I put out my fist. One by one, slowly, the rest of the flock stacked their fists on top of mine. We all tapped each other's fists twice. It felt right, but at the same time wrong, because one, really important fist was missing.

I sighed, pulling my fist back. Then, I noticed Dylan, watching from the sidelines, looking depressed. I couldn't help but feel sorry for the guy. On the sidelines like that, he reminded me of Ari. "I might need your help, too." I told him.

Is it okay? Is it in character? Should I continue it? Did I mess anything up? Am I asking too many questions?