A/N: Okay, this is one of the most random things I have written in my life... I have just finished watching the Haunting in Connecticut. Truth be told I don't think I can sleep until I let go of this story. The idea is freaking bugging me right now so.... Just tell me what you think of the story...

Max POV

'Max please! This is a once in a lifetime opportunity!' Angel begged mentally, holding a brochure in my face.

"Angel, no. We have all we need here. This new house is not unnecessary."

'You're always mentally complaining about this place, I hear it. Every time. You think it's too crowded. Too dangerous. You worry,' she said mentally.

Ever since the Flock got separated eight years ago, Angel hadn't been speaking much. Nudge is no longer motormouth she's known to be. She's not even Nudge anymore, she's Roxy. The Voice is gone. Itex doesn't seem to care about us anymore. I have two twin 2-year-old sons, Nicholas Gaston Ride and Ignatius "Iggy" Ride, and a boyfriend Caleb. I still have Nudge and Angel with me but things have changed; Nudge got double piercings on her ears, tattoos covering her arms, she smokes, she comes home late; Angel refuses to speak to anyone verbally, she refuses to go to school... But that's what you get when you move into this dump of a town. It's not safe. You are always in the risk of getting raped, mugged. I don't bother remembering the name of the town but it's home.

'Max, home is where the heart is. This is not home.'

"I know, Ange, but it's the only place I could find."

'Wrong. You just moved here because of Nick and Iggy.' Thunder rumbled in the distance and I dropped the plate I was scrubbing.

"Angel, go help me close the windows..." I picked up the plate again and began scrubbing some more.

'I know you still love Fang, Max. I know you miss him and the only thing stopping you is Caleb--'

I threw the plate down. "Enough, Angel. Now close the windows."

'He's controlling you, Max. He--'

"I said that's enough! Just go close those god damned windows or so help me I will--" Thunder roared. I rinsed the plate and dried it up.

I thought about what Angel said --thought-- and I admit, I don't love Caleb like I loved Fang. Caleb is drunk 80% of the time but I will not separate my children from their father.

'The guy's an idiot--' Thunder roared louder this time.

"Angel, just close the bloody windows!" I heard the kitchen door open and close. I let out a sigh of relief but, just my luck, the kids woke up. I silently cursed. I brisk-walked to the room and picked up Nicholas, I kissed his forehead. Ignatius was a lot like Iggy, he's a heavy sleeper. The world could be coming to an end and he wouldn't realize. "Ssshhh, it's okay. Mommy's here."

"Momma, I'm scared."

I sighed and sat on the rocking chair. "Why, baby? There's nothing to be afraid of."

"I had a bad dream, momma. And I'm scared." Thunder rumbled in the distance and Nick buried his little head into my neck.

"Why don't you--"

"HONEY! I'M HOME!" Caleb yelled. It didn't take a genius to figure out that he was drunk. Apparently, it didn't take a 2-year-old brain to figure it out either.

"Daddy's drunk, momma." I looked down at him and nodded. I put him back on his bed and brushed his jet black hair from his face.

'I'll take care of F-- I mean, Nick. You can go take care of Caleb.' I chuckled at Angel's mistake.

It was not hard to imagine Nicholas as a younger version of Fang. He got most of his looks from Caleb who could possibly be Fang's brother. I mean, they were so alike, appearance-wise, but... They were different too. Caleb is immature, impatient, irresponsible... The only thing I like about him is... Nothing. Absolutely nothing. But as I said, no child would have to lose their father....

"HELLO? I SAID I'M HOOOME!" A crash was heard. Probably one of the lamps. "GOD DAMMIT! WHY IS THE KITCHEN LIGHT ON?" I rolled my eyes and ran down the stairs to the kitchen.

I was pretty much used to this treatment. One learns to live with it after going thought the same thing for two or three years. Or in my case, my whole life. There was always Itex and the School and all that crap.

I stopped at the kitchen door where Caleb was leaning against the kitchen counter, beer bottle in hand, staring at the lights. He took a swig of beer and looked at me. "Maxie, Maxie, Maxie," he slurred. "The light is a pretty thing isn't it?" I said nothing. "Like... Fireflies glued to the ceiling... The difference is that fireflies are a part of nature. Nature is free. However, this is man-made. MAN MADE IS NOT FREE! YOU--"

"Mommy?" A small voice called from the doorway. I turned and little Iggy was standing there. Whoops, looks like he woke up.

"'Mommy'? Did that kid just call you 'Mommy'?" he asked furiously. "Whose kid is this?" It was obvious that he thought I was cheating on him. I'm not surprised. Young Iggy got most of his looks from me.

I shielded Iggy protectively. "He's yours, Caleb. Remember that night two years ago?" Apparently, he didn't hear me.

"You've been smuggling a kid in my house for a year and I didn't notice?" Caleb was shuffling closer towards us. "You two timing bitch!" The bottle came in contact with my face. Caleb grabbed my hair and pushed me away from Iggy. He was prepared to hit Iggy with the remains of the bottle when he froze and fainted.

I turned to Angel, who had just entered the kitchen with Nick, and asked, "Did you do that?"

"Sure, only the telekinetic can knock people out," Nudge said sarcastically. I just realized that she was behind Caleb.

Angel, noticing the situation quickly strolled out of the kitchen. "Oh... Thank you, N--Roxy."

She rolled her eyes and waved her hand dismissively. "Whatever." She turned to little Iggy. Have I mentioned that she's closer to him than she is to any of us? Apparently not. "Come here, Ig, let's fix you up." She held her arms out for him but he ran to me instead.

"Are you okay, Mommy?" He placed a soft, pale hand on my cheek then turned to Nudge. "I don't need any fixing uping." Tears spilled onto his cheeks. "Mommy, I'm scared. Daddy tried to hurt you."

I sighed and picked up Iggy. "I know, I know... Everything will be all right." I handed him to Nudge. "Take him to his room. I'll take care of everything else..."