AN: You guys DO realize instead of reading fanfictions you could be reading REAL books? I mean come on, have any of you read a book by James Patterson other than Maximum Ride, and trust me, there's a lot of them. After this chapter, get off your butt, and go read a real book!

Or continue sitting on your butt reading fanfictions. Whatever floats your boat.

POV Max

A whitecoat led me down some hallways to my job at the nursery. I guessed all I would have to do was make sure the young experiments didn't get out of their cages and throw away the dead ones.

Boy was I wrong.

I expected the nursery and see a cold, dark, desolate room filled with dog crates and little mutants.

Again, wrong.

Imagine my insane shock when I stepped into the nursery. Imagine it.

Inside the small room, the walls were painted a pale yellow and there was a pale blue carpet to match. Playing with some random toys were six mutants who couldn't have been older than three.

My jaw dropped. Since when did Itex get a conscious?

The first kid I noticed was a little girl with her raven-colored hair pulled back into two pigtails. She looked up dopily at me and I noticed how adorable she was.

There were two brunette twins, a boy and a girl, with a slight tan tiny to their skin. They were probably Hispanic.

There was a boy and a girl playing with blocks. The girl had red hair that fell loosely at her tiny shoulders. The boy was African American with curly black hair.

The last child was also a brunette, but a boy who looked around age three.

Oddly enough, all the kids had small cat ears and a tail. Cat hybrids.

I stared, bewildered, at the kids for a moment.

"The girl with black hair is Delilah, the twins are Randy and Casey, the red-head is Julie, the African American boy is Andrew, and the brunette boy is Michael," the whitecoat told me, then walked away. I stared on at the small group. I picked up Delilah and looked at her face as she curiously stared back.

Delilah's expression didn't change as her arms reached towards me. I brought her closer and she hugged me around the next. I rubbed her back as she yawned. I took her back to look at her.

Again, this kid was adorable. I hugged her again and she fell asleep against my shoulder. I put her down in one of the cribs and surveyed the others. The other five were all playing with the blocks now. I stared at the ceiling.

Maybe this wouldn't be too bad.

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I was tired when a whitecoat relieved me of nursery duty. Not that the babies were any trouble for me, but it had been a long day.

The whitecoat brought me back to Omega's room, no surprise there. I collapsed on the bed and surveyed the covers in the light that hadn't been there the night before. I rubbed my eyes wearily. I heard the door open and click shut, but didn't even bother looking up to see who it was.

"Hello Max," Omega purred, coming closer.

"Hello Omega," I replied coldly.

"Tired?" he asked. He was even closer now.

"Kind of," I answered, still staring at the ceiling. Omega grabbed me with his incredible strength and pulled me up into his arms. I glared at him.

He smirked and kissed me softly on the lips.

"Night then," Omega whispered, releasing me. He slid into the other side of the bed, leaving me standing and confused. I shook it off and crawled into the opposite side. I turned my back to him, hoping it would keep him away.

It did.