Hey Guys, this is my first fanfic, it's my b-day today and I have nothing to do… (kinda sad I know) so what better way to spend it than with Max and the flock?

Hee hee… I'm such a nerd…

This is dedicated to one of my best friends in the entire world, Ashley _____ (she's paranoid so I cant say her last name)

So here goes nothing...

Saving the world is a full time job, but keeping my world together seems just as hard.

After destroying Itex in Germany staying at Jeb and Mrs. Martinez's house – aka mom and dad – didn't last long. Don't get me wrong, they were really nice and it almost felt like home. Key word: almost.

I've really been thinking about why we've never been able to settle down anywhere – besides the fact that we always get chased away by mutants and mad scientists. The flock and I have been on the run ever since Jeb "died" two years ago – or at least we though he was dead. They always feel safest when I'm the only one they have to depend on, and I always feel best when I have no one to depend on. So if I mess up, it's because I was flawed, not because I depended on someone else and they let me down.

Right now, I chose to have no one to depend on, to have others bestow their trust in me. So if something comes after us, we'll be ready. And, something always comes after us.

We were all tired from flying all day; and sleeping in the tree tops after you've been sleeping in a bed for two weeks isn't exactly comfortable.

"What's the plan?"

I jumped up from the branch I was sitting on and almost fell off. Fang. "Jeez, next time could you attempt to make some noise?"

"Sure, how about I wear a bell around my neck next time."

Even in the darkness, you don't need super enhanced eyesight to know that Fang just rolled his eyes.

He sat down on the branch next to me, still waiting for an answer to his question.

"Can't you just be happy with the answer I gave the rest of the flock before they fell asleep?" Earlier when Gazzy had asked me the same question I had simply replied "There's always a plan.", and left it at that. Why worry them for no reason, right?

"No." he said turning towards me. "I can't because I know that there isn't a plan. Max, I know that you're used to doing everything all on your own, but after we had uh… broken up, I saw that no matter how easy you make it seem, your job is a pain in the ass. You don't have to do it by yourself you know." He looked down at the ground nearly fifty feet below us. "I can always help."

That was the longest speech I ever heard Fang make, and there wasn't even a video camera to record it with, Dang it. Note to self: carry around super small video camera at all times.

I think it took me a little too long to respond. The look on his face when he looked up at me, to any other person that face would have looked totally emotionless, but I could tell by the way he scrunched up his cheeks right under his eyes that my silence was torture.

"Thanks Fang, but like you said, it's a pain in the ass. You don't need to freak yourself out by taking any of it on yourself."

He was still staring at me, even though he hadn't relaxed a bit. So slowly that the suspense had me biting my lip, he lowered his hand so it cradled my cheek.

"Max, you're not alone, let me help. Stop blocking everyone out."

"Harder than it sounds."

"That's only 'cause you make it hard." He let his hand drop. "I'll take the next shift, go to sleep, you need it."

"Okay."

Here we are, six bird kids and a mutant dog, in a tree, hiding from the world. The way it has always been.

Well, there's the first part, tell me what you think. Should I keep going?

And if you've had time to read the story on my profile I really like that one... so plz plz plz review about that one too, it would really mean a lot.