NOTE: This fanfic is being written as if the 5th book never existed. Fair warning to all you Fax lovers out there.
Chapter 1
"Where to next, chief?" Fang asked as he glided up beside me. I swerved to get closer.
"My mom said she had some 'special assignment' for us," I said, using air quotes. We all know how well the last 'special assignment' went, with Dr. Amazing and her Wonderful Band of Tree Huggers, that almost got us killed. Again. "Thought we'd check it out."
Fang nodded. "Any idea what it could be?" he asked, already knowing the answer.
I let out a deep breath. "Not a clue," I replied, staring straight ahead.
"Ok, gonna go tell the others." He slowed his pace and motioned for Nudge to catch up.
Now, normally I'm not the kind of girl who comes running when someone calls-I give orders, I don't follow them-but this was different. This wasn't some Itex lab-rat maze, this was something that my mom suggested. Did you catch that? My mom. I didn't even think my mom existed for fourteen years let alone that she was Dr. Martinez, the woman who stood up to Erasers in my defense. I couldn't have picked a better mom.
I felt a tiny, tingling sensation running up the back of my neck. Max, when are we going to be there? Angel.
Pretty soon, sweetie, I promise.
It had been four months since our adventure in Antarctica and the flock and I had been trying to lay low for a while. Call me crazy but when you're used to people trying to kill you every which way you turn, you tend to not like it when random people attack you on the streets asking for pictures. I know, strange isn't it?
Anyway, we were flying high over the Rocky Mountains, about to cross the Wyoming/Colorado border. The closer we got the more excited I was getting. Being able to come home and see my mom? Two words I never thought I'd say. Besides, I hadn't seen her in a while and I couldn't wait to walk in the door of that house hidden in the forest and give her a big hug, inhaling the scent of chocolate chip cookies slowly baking in the oven. It was enough to make my mouth water.
You think she's baking cookies? Angel thought at me. That's right, my little mind reader.
I bet she is. I answered.