AN: This is my first fanfiction, but not my first story. I have writer's block right now, so I figured writing something where the characters were already supplied for me might help. Enjoy!


Chapter One

"So, where to, Max?" Fang asked, flying up beside me.

I shrugged. "Jeb hasn't said anything, so I guess wherever we want."

"Really, Max?" Nudge asked from behind us. "We get to choose? Oh! Can we go to Florida? With all the beaches? And they have Disney World! Or California; it's closer and they have Disney Land! I wonder what the difference between Disney World and Disney Land are. I mean, why not just call them both the same name? I like Disney Land better, but Disney World sounds cool, too…" Iggy clamped his hand over Nudge's mouth, saving us all from the never-ending Nudge Channel.

"I vote New York," he said. Angel and Gazzy nodded, smiles lighting up their faces.

"Oh, I loved New York," Total said, popping his furry black head out of Fang's backpack.

New York hadn't been too bad. I looked to Fang, seeing if he liked the plan. He shrugged. "We won't be noticed there."

"Then it's settled," I said. "We're going to New York." I angled my wings to the left, heading towards the Big Apple.


"Ma-ax! I'm hungry," Nudge complained a few hours later. The previously blue sky was beginning to darken, so I made one of my famous executive decisions to land.

"Alright, guys. Start looking for a patch of forest to land in." Angel, Nudge, and Gazzy all groaned.

"What?" I asked, confused.

"Can't we stay in a hotel for once, Max?" Gazzy asked, looking up at me hopefully.

"Yeah! I'm so tired. We deserve a break," Nudge added, thankfully shutting up after a few sentences.

"None of us would have to take watch," Iggy added.

"Please, Max?" Angel asked. I looked over at my baby, and my eyes immediately softened. She looked so tired, and dark bruises covered her body from our latest fight with the Flyboys.

"Alright. I guess the Maximum Ride card can take the hit," I agreed, slightly reluctantly. It would be nice to have a break, but still…

"There's a hotel," Fang said, pointing to a small, one-story building up ahead. There was a large sign out front, displaying the word 'Comfort Inn' in bright yellow letters. "Let's land."

The Flock aimed for the back of the hotel, where we (hopefully) wouldn't be seen. Iggy, Nudge, Angel, Gazzy, and Fang all landed gracefully. Unfortunately, I wasn't so lucky. My foot landed on a rock instead of pavement, causing me to slip and fall into something very hard and warm; Fang's chest.

To say the very least, I was mortified. The Flock were trying to hold back their laughter, but weren't very successful. I looked up, into Fang's dark eyes, which were dancing with laughter. "You're very graceful tonight, aren't you?" he whispered. I blushed furiously, quickly backing away from him. I stood up straighter, trying to get my leader-presence back. I walked around the building, keeping an eye on the sidewalk for any more stray rocks, the Flock trailing behind me, still trying to hold back their laughter.

I pushed open the door, the little bell above going 'ding.' Fang and I headed to the front desk, while the kids and Iggy walked over to the lobby, where the dinner buffet was located.

"No touching anything!" I called out, not wanting our chances of getting a room to be jeopardized by them eating all the food. I turned to the receptionist. It was just some teenage guy, who looked bored out of his mind. I smiled at him and tried to seem as old as possible. "We'd like to book a room, please."

He glanced over at the kids, who were practically drooling over the food, and then back at Fang and I. "One room? For all six of you?"

I nodded. "Yep. Is that a problem?"

"Yeah. The best I can offer you is a suite. Two rooms, a queen in one, two twins in the other, and a pull out sofa in the middle room."

I sighed; I didn't know how much more was on the Maximum Ride Bank Account, and I didn't want to spend it all in one night.

"We'll take it," Fang said. I looked over at him; he had certainly become much more of a leader lately.

"How long will you be staying?"

"I'm not sure," I replied. I hadn't really considered that; I just wanted a place to crash for the night.

"Alright. I'll put you down for one night for now, just be sure to book it for longer by noon tomorrow if you plan on staying." The receptionist typed something on the computer, then looked back up at us. "That will be $149.99."

I tried not to look too surprised as I handed him my card, but geez, that was a lot of money! He swiped the card, then handed it back, along with three room keys. "Enjoy your stay. It comes with free breakfast and dinner buffets, so help yourself."

"Thank you," I said, turning my back on him. Fang and I headed over to the lobby, where the Flock was waiting for us. "Okay guys, grab some food; we can eat it in our room." I shoved one of the keys in Iggy's hand, who quickly pocketed it. The kids all rushed over to the buffet, grabbing several plates. I handed Fang one of the two remaining keys, then pocketed the last one for myself.

Once all of us had about three plates piled high with food, and the receptionist had about five flies fly into his open mouth as he stood staring at us, we headed down the hall to our room, number fifteen. It was the last one, right next to a large window, which would come in handy in Flyboys decided to barge in. I slid my key into the slot, and the green light flashed, telling me that it was unlocked. I opened the door, and lead the Flock into the room.

The suite was really just a living room and kitchen connected, with two rooms leading off on either side. It wasn't too fancy, but there weren't mice hiding in the walls (that I knew of,) so I was happy.

"'Kay guys, pick a room and eat in there. I want all lights out in half an hour, got it?"

"Okay, Max," Nudge and Angel said, heading for the room on our right, the one with the queen-sized bed. Iggy and Gazzy headed for the room to our left, muttering something to each other about wires.

"No bombs!" I called out after them, although I knew it was useless. I sighed and headed over to the sofa, plopping down on it. I set my food down on the coffee table in front of me, closed my eyes, and sunk into the over-stuffed sofa.

I sat that way for a couple of minutes, relatively relaxed, before I realized that Fang was still standing in the kitchen room area.

Staring at me.

Who was sitting on the pull out bed.

A pull out bed that we would have to share.


AN: Alright, there it is. Hope you enjoyed it! As you can tell, there will be Fax in this story…maybe next, maybe in a few chapters… Who really knows? Oh, right, I do. Review and tell me if you want it now or later, and I might just listen… :P Please review!