"You didn't tell him!" I cried. "What's the matter with you?"

"I. . I didn't know how to tell him."

So pretty boy was communication-aly flawed? Lovely.

"I can't believe you! How could you not tell him?" I shouted.

"TELL ME WHAT?" Kit roared, causing everyone to jump in surprise.

"They have wings." Apparently, Frances Jane couldn't stand the suspense any longer.

Kit looked at me, "You have wings?" He looked at the flock, "You all have wings?"

"You bet we do!" Gazzy pumped his fist proudly. Kit put his hand on his head, "I don't believe it."

Angel, who was standing behind me, gently pressed something into my hand. She looked up and smiled at me. Then she started to walk forward.

"Oh hello, I didn't notice you there," said Kit, still frazzled.

Angel didn't say anything, but she smiled and took his hand.

Then, ever so slowly, she began to spread her wings.

Despite not having bathed recently, Angel's wings shone pure white. With her little blonde curls and her big, innocent blue eyes she looked just like, well, an angel.

"Oh dear," Kit murmured. He gathered Angel in his arms and she buried her face in his chest. "Oh dear."

I looked down at my hand. I was holding Angel's jacket.

. . . .. . . . . . .

"Well, this certainly changes everything." Kit was still holding the now sleeping Angel. "Did you tell them anything?" Ozymandias and Frances Jane both shook their heads. "Well then, it seems we have a lot of explaining to. But now is not the time. Now it's time for bed."

I was about to protest when Nudge said; "Yeah, bed sounds great," and because she didn't keep talking, I figured she must be exhausted.

Kit smiled. "Ok, Oz, you find pillows, and Janie, you find blankets. Max, we don't have any spare rooms, so you and your flock will have to sleep in the living room." Within a few minutes the sibling completed their tasks and returned. Kit laid Angel on the couch and covered her with a blanket. We then commenced with handing out pillows, blankets, sleeping bags, etc. When all was said and done, we were one pillow short, so I opted to go without. A leader's got to make sacrifices.

The flock(with the exception of Angel) did our stack thing and went to bed. Before crawling into my make-shift bed, I went over and kissed Angel goodnight. Kit, who was walking out of the bathroom at that moment, smiled when he saw me.

"She's a sweet kid." he said.

"Yeah," I replied proudly, "she is." "Is she yours?"

Disgusted, I looked at Kit like he was crazy. "Exactly how old do you think I am?"

Kit looked genuinely surprised, "Old enough, I guess. I'm sorry."

I just shrugged. The moment had turned awkward, so Kit left and I got into bed. I had a feeling tomorrow would be a very big day.