-Sorry I haven't updated lately! I half promise that the next two chappies will come faster!

A/N: okay, okay, you caught me. Just PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE REVIEW!! I'm begging you! It would make me HAPPY. And… and… and I'll give you a present. I'll even admit that I do not own Maximum Ride OR Twilight, if you'll just PLEASE REVIEW. Pretty please with sugar on top! (Or anything else you might want)

Chapter Four Whaaat!

"When was the last time you ate?"

Iggy looked sheepish. "Well, technically it was two days ago, but I did cook something last night." He sounded like a disobedient child.

After Angel had found him coming in the window she had rushed him down stairs, and barley stopped herself from screaming with glee. Iggy was back! She hadn't seen him since before she'd ever gotten pregnant with Jace. He had gone out looking for Max never to return…until now.

When Fang had betrayed them and they had been taken away from Max, Iggy had refused to listen to Fang and his rambling about how it was the only way to save Max. Since when did Max need saving? He and Gazzy had a huge fight-- Gazzy seemed to, more or less believe Fang. When Iggy realized that the other two rather believe Fang then totally separate the Flock he made up with Gazzy. But there was still a rift between the two. And Iggy REFUSED to talk to Fang.

Angel watched Iggy as he ate- it was leftover meatloaf that Lacy had brought over that no one would eat- and felt her stomach churn at the thought of that going through her. "After you sleep," she was saying, "You can make a real meal."

"Werht, ca't to cook." Iggy replied through his mouthful of meaty gunk.

Angel's cheeks glowed red, of course she could. But before she could say so, Nudge (who had been unusually quiet until now) said, "If you count pancakes and sandwiches as cooking, then like, yeah she's really good. I mean she makes like, the world's best pancakes. If I could live off pancakes and syrup I'd have her make ALL my meals. There just, like, that good."

Iggy sat in silence, a bemused expression on his face. It was good to know Nudge hadn't changed in four years. Angel shot Nudge a look that said- you are so gonna die- and stuck her tongue at the bambie-eyed-twenty-nine-and-a-half year old.

Even though he was blind Iggy knew what they were up to and smirked- ya gotta LOVE family.

I POV

The window seemed to glitter. But I can't see any more, thought Iggy's more rational part. It weaved back and forth, right and left. What was this? He didn't remember windows behaving like this.



The window moved closer and then it wasn't a window at all. It was a short, black haired girl with pixy- like features. Who was she?

"Who are you?" she asked, mimicking his thoughts.

"I…I… Ah… Who wants to know?" his words surprised her.

"You can hear me?"

"And see you." The amazement in his voice seemed to throw her even farther off track.

"What do you need?" she was searching for something.

"I don't know." But his mouth betrayed him and he blurted out her name, "Max."

"Max?" she asked.

"My sister."

The dark haired girl came closer, walking as if she was dancing. She seemed to be concentrating. When she was three feet from him she stopped. "Where is she?"

"I don't actually know. She was fifteen when I was with her last."

There was a slight twitch in his back. Iggy hated it when his wings itched, especially in dreams. Slowly, almost as if he was wary of this dream creation, he unfolded his wings, giving them a great shake to get rid of the itch.

When he looked back at this pixy-like dream girl she was staring open-mouthed at his wings. She swallowed, shook her head and blinked a couple times. "Are those real?"

"Uh, yeah."

"Does Max have them too?"

He looked down at his wings. It was the first time in years that he had seen them. They were brown with a ting of black and a white stripe near the tips. It surprised him that he remembered them so well, and now they were even bigger.

"Yes." He finally answered her. "We All have them."

"There's more of you!"

Well as long as this was a dream. "Yes, but they don't look like me or anything."

She gave him an odd look.

Iggy looked in a mirror that had appeared as suddenly as his dream girl. He was his sixteen year old self again. He still needed to shave, but it was just fluff. His hair was shaggy and redder than it had been when he was younger.



As he was starring at himself another head appeared in the mirror, it was the pixie dream girl. She was weirded out- he could tell by her breathing. And to tell the truth he was too. He looked behind him and then they were nose to nose.

His breath quickened. She smelled good. Really good.

He looked at her eyes and realized they were black, yet he was positive that they hadn't been like that before. Try as he might though, he could not remember what color they had been.

The girl seemed worried and a bit scared as she pulled back. Almost dancing way from him. She seemed to be arguing with herself.

The girl looked at him again, "What are you."

It was the question he had been waiting for. He was about to answer when unexpectedly he was pulled from the dream.

When he blinked he was staring into the darkness that surrounded him once again.

"Iggy?"

"Huh."

"You really did look like that when you were sixteen."

"You were in my dream. You were watching." His anger was bubbling just beneath the surface.

"Believe me, Ig, that was the last place I wanted to be. I couldn't pull myself out. I had no control over it and that hasn't happened since, well since before Fang was brainwashed."

Iggy tried to hide his surprise that Angel thought that Fang had been brainwashed. She had been determined to stay with him. Determined not to break the Flock up any farther.

"Angel." He had momentarily forgotten about his dream.

"He thinks that this 'Boss' lady will save Max from death. What he doesn't know is that betraying Max was just as good as killing her. She won't ever trust him again. And after she finds out about Gazzy, she won't trust anyone again. I mean… you know how she works… if she finds out about Gazzy then well-." She faulterd.

"Gazzy?" his on worded question caught Angel off guard.

"You've been gone too long Ig."

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A/N: WELL, WHAT DO YA THINK? If you review I will most diffidently give you a preasent of your choice. Hmmm. So who wants to get back to Fang? Any one at all? Or maybe you want to have another chappie of Max… Oh, before I forget again the chappie title was for the reader. Probably it doesn't have much to do with the chappie but well or else it wouldn't be for the reader now would it.

Oh and for Iggy's wings this is the best pic I found:

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www. iowa voice . com /2007/04/22/killdeer-in-flight/