i don't own MR, JP does. But steph and i own the stories!

if you noiced in the first chapter i said Nudge and Iggy were siblings, they are! they just don't live together and you'll find out soon enough!

Oh, and this is mostly from Max's POV unless i say otherwise!

I had gotten up and was lying on the sofa. , my head was absolutely pounding. It felt as if my brain was going to explode inside my skull. I had told Nudge I was going to nap on her couch but really, I was just lying down to see if my head would stop hurting. Last I checked, Ella and Nudge had gone upstairs so Nudge could finish her tour of the house. Iggy and Gazzy were off somewhere building a bomb, no doubt. Pyromaniacs just have to be left alone sometimes, unless you want something to randomly blow up on you. And Fang was still sitting by the door with Angel sleeping on him.

I opened my eyes to check and saw a concerned Iggy sitting in a chair across the room. His sightless eyes were staring somewhere near the door. Crap. He's going to do something stupid, thinking he's protecting Angel. I slowly turned my head towards the door to check on Angel hoping Iggy wouldn't notice.

"Where do you think you'regoing?" Iggy growled, his voice low.

"I was just checking on Angel, Ig" I replied quietly. I didn't want to wake Angel up. She rarely slept in the first place, this was just a bonus.

"Oh, Max, good. Now that you're up, I have to go home now. My mom texted me, she wants me to make dinner." Yes, he did say 'make dinner'. Being blind doesn't stop Ig from doing much, just from seeing. "I can take Gaz with me. Apparently, he's staying at my place tonight, along with Angel because it's Monday tomorrow. School?"

"Right! I knew that!" I remembered now. Was it Sunday already?

Gazzy appeared from behind the couch "Sure you did. Whatever we're going now"

"Ya, bye" Iggy added. "Drop Angel by before you head home, I mean, back to your house." Then he quickly shut the door. Something was up with that boy but now wasn't the time to figure it out. I rolled over and watched Angel sleep for a few minutes. It was relaxing to know she could sleep.

Tonight wasn't going to be fun. I could leave Angel and Gazzy at the Griffiths' place, but I would have to go face Jeb no matter what. If I wasn't there, I couldn't cover for Angel and Gazzy, nor could I cover for myself.

I was pulled out of my thoughts to the sound of someone's phone blaring Three Days Grace. "I, HATE,-" Fang's eyes quickly flicked open. Obviously he hadn't been sleeping like I thought. "EVERYTHING-" Fang obviously recognized the caller because he looked absolutely pissed. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and threw it full force at the wall across the room. "ABOUT Y-y-o-o-u-u" the end of that line stuttered as the phone hit the wall. Then all noises stopped.

I looked over at Fang confused. I raised an eyebrow at him "don't like them very much do you."

"Greg." He looked up at me. Hurt filled his eyes but he quickly dismissed it.

"Umm, is he your Dad?" I was wondering if he and Ella just lived there, or if this 'Greg' guy was their dad.

"Father. Not Dad." He said looking down at Angel and shifting positions. Angel hadn't even flinched. She was defiantly out for the next hour or so.

"Appropriate ringtone." I noted. It definitely was.

"I think so" He wasn't a man of many words, was he?

"Umm, does he… ever, does he ever, uh, hurt you or Ella?" I knew it was kind of a personal question but I wanted to see if he was in the same situation as me.

"He wouldn't dare lay a finger on Ella. She's his pride and joy. He would never hurt her." He was speaking in a monotone voice as though he'd told many people the same story before. He looked up at me, a dejected look on his face.

I sat up. "What about you though? You said he could beat you up if he let Angel go." His eyes twitched the slightest bit. He sighed. "Do you even have to ask?" he questioned me simply. He leant his head back against the wall and shut his eyes. "I can spot someone like me from a mile away and I know for a fact you can too. It's only outsiders who can't" he'd muttered the last part just as Nudge and Ella stepped in.

"OH, great! You guys are up!" Nudge started "so do you wanna stay over for dinner? Where are Iggy and Gazzy? They'd better not blow anything up. What about you Ella, do you wanna stay over for dinner? You're all welcome to if you want. It's Max's birthday and my parents knew I was having people over so they're not gonna be back for like 6 hours! Ooohh, its 6 o'clock now! They won't be back 'til midnight. Max! We could totally have, like, a Party! Angel could sleep in my room and-"

"Sorry Nudge" I interrupted. "I have to get Angel over to the Griffiths' for the-" my phone interrupted me.

"Hello?"

"Hi Max. It's Mrs. Griffiths. My sister just dropped by last minute and there's nowhere comfy for you or Angel to sleep tonight. Gazzy can stay in Iggy's room but could you sleep at your house tonight? Sorry for the last minute call."

"No, that's fine. I was planning on going there anyways. I'll just bring Angel with me."

"Okay honey, you have a nice night! Bye!"

"Yeah, bye." I muttered after she had already hung up.

"Scratch that Nudge, but we have school tomorrow, if you haven't noticed, and I need to get Angel and I back to our house before Jeb thinks we've gone missing. Maybe some other time, Okay?" I looked over to Nudge to make sure she was okay with it.

As it turns out, when I said 'some other time', Nudge thought I was excited but sorry. At least she had the second half right. "Okay!" she squealed. "I'll plan it all! Just let me know when you're free and I'll get everyone over here!"

"Well, I should get going" I stood up and walked over to Angel and Fang. Fang stood up and tried, again, to pry Angel off of his shirt. Fang and I both looked down at Angel. Well, he looked down. Fang was a good 4 inches taller than me, so, I looked up at her. After staring at her for a moment, I looked up to meet Fangs eyes.

I stared at him in disbelief. "What did you do? Drug your shirt? This is just getting insane. She won't let me carry her but she's stuck to you like glue?" I was in awe.

Fang just shrugged and tried to peel Angel's fingers off his shirt one by one. That woke her up. "What are you doing?" if she hadn't just woken up, she would've sounded mad but she just sounded sad.

"We have to go Angel. Jeb's waiting for us." I spoke to her softly.

"No." she sounded stern.

"What? Why not?" She never talked back to me! What's so different now?

"Because I'm asleep. Duh." That made me chuckle.

"No you're not Angel. People who are asleep can't talk." I pointed out. "We need to get going so let go of Fangs shirt, and let's go"

She whispered something to Fang.

"We both know that's not going to happen." The side of Fang's mouth curved into a half-smile.

"Yes. It is." Angel muttered then gripped Fang's shirt so hard it was about to tear.

I sighed "What does she want now?" I was exhausted. I just wanted to get home before Jeb flipped out at me.

Fang met my eyes "She wants me to carry her home."