I watched as Shadow stepped out of the car, his glare hard and cold on Fang's back. I gulped, this wouldn't go well. I had told Shadow about the flock, most of the memories. Although after I told him about the time on the beach when I happened to kiss Fang, I learned to not talk about my past romantic life. For a week he glared at every man who even slightly looked at me.

Shadow's eyes flickered back to mine, the smiled appeared again, except this time it was forced. I could see in his eyes he wanted to walk up to me and ask what the hell was going on.

"Max, hello. Earth to Max," The Gasman was saying to me while waving his hand in front of my face. My eyes flickered around the park, first thing I noticed was, that about half the mother's were watching me while the other half watching Shadow as he walked up to me. My gaze finally ending on Gazzy.

"I'm listening," I answered. He looked warily at me and I felt as though we were a family again. I cleared my throat as Shadow got nearer.

"I'm... I have something to tell you," I confessed. While biting my lip, I turned to them. Shadow was only one step away.

"I'm married," I blurted out as soon as Shadow reached me, wrapping his arm around my waist. Fang was glaring at that arm, while Shadow was just glaring at Fang. The rest of the flock looked shocked, they were now back to square one with trying to process what I was telling them, yet alone speaking. Some of the kids on the playground were staring at us now, one of which was the little boy playing with Grace. She seemed to notice and looked up.

Not seeming to understand there were five others surrounding us, she jumped up and yelled, "DADDY!" Shadow and Fang both turned to glance at the little blonde girl running at us. Shadow's arm left my side as he opened them right as Grace jumped in his arms. Grace began planting big, wet kisses on his cheek and I turned to look at the flock. I knew what they would see, a beautiful little girl who looked like me and the mysterious man beside me.

Two more yells filled the air as Archer and Slyver ran up to their father. I didn't look at the little love fest going on beside me, I more concerned with the fact that both Nudge, Angel, and Gazzy, looked as tho they were going to faint at any moment. Iggy looked like he was still trying to process the fact I was married. Fang was going between the three children hugging and kissing Shadow, to me, then to Shadow, continuing the cycle about seven more times before looking at me and finally choking out, "I think we need to talk," another glance at Shadow and my kids, "Privately."

"What ever you can say to her you can say to me," Shadow snarled beside me.

Fang walked up to Shadow, he was an inch taller than Shadow, but that didn't stop Shadow from glaring mercilessly at Fang. "This is none of your business," Fang snarled equally as viscous as Shadow.

"Her business is my business, you see, that's what happens when your married," Shadow wrapped his arm around my waist again, claiming me. "Like us."

I could see Fang's lip crural around his upper teeth, a vicious sound escaping. Shadow just smirked, provoking the beast.

"Fang, we should talk about this in private," I glanced at the mothers watching anxiously. "All of us."

Nudge was first to recover this time, "Max is right, they're her family now and we are just going to have to except that, no matter how hard or crazy that is. This is Max's choice, not to mention if we do want Max back we are obviously going to have to take them to, whether you, Fang, like it or not." Even if that was a complete run-on, it was very mature. Nudge had grown up, and I had missed it.

"Fine, I saw an empty field about twenty miles back," Fang barked, clapping at the end. Shadow seemed put out with this, like he wanted a fight. Both of my flocks walked back to the trees, glanced both directions, sprang up and opened our wings. It was quite magical.

After about five minutes I started to see Grace fall a little behind, we usually didn't let her go out flying for along time, partly because we didn't want the school finding us and partly because she's three, she shouldn't be overworked yet. I hope Fang knew where he was going.

"Okay it's right below us," Fang yelled back to my family. We landed gracefully... Well, most of us.

Archer, the drama king, yelled, "Land! I love you land!" before falling to his knees and kissing the dirt. Fang looked at me then my son... Skeptically. I laughed at his expression. It was true that Archer did take after his father in personality, not me. I'm not jealous, I got Slyver. A movement in the corner of my eye caught my attention.

Iggy was pacing back and forth, Nudge was trying to talk to him about something, but they were speaking to quiet even for my ears. Angel was focusing out into the woods, then looking at Fang. Gazzy was standing protectively next to Angel. All my instincts were telling me to get out of there.

"Is something going on that we should know about?" Shadow asked, now acting like Gazzy and stepping in front of me and our kids.

"Huh? Oh no, it's just that as soon as we got tricked by Erica," he spat her name, "We've always paid a little more attention." Iggy stopped pacing back and forth, Angel's eyes widened, something was happening.

"What is it?" I questioned.

"Could be nothing, but it also could be flyboys. We can't know for sure because the school came out with a new type. This one has a mental block so Angel can't use her gift. It's all on me now to figure out what's going on," Iggy answered. I nodded my head to show I understood.

"We've got to go in that case," I said.

As I turned to go, Gazzy jumped for my hand and knocking Shadow down from his spot in front of me. "Wait, please wait," he begged. Shadow was up and dusting him self off, one eye was cat like while the other still had the contact in. Gazzy must have pushed him down hard. Grace was peaking out from behind Shadow, holding his hand.

I deliberated what to do, fly away and leave my old flock to possibly die and never see them again, or listen to what they have to say, possibly get taken by the school and get my family killed. Still it could not be flyboys... We live together, happily ever after. Possibly was a little to much for me, I was going.

But as soon as I opened my mouth to voice my plan, flyboys flew into the clearing. No choice to but to fight. Grace started screaming, my boys got in a protective stance next to each other, back to back. Like they saw in their old ninja movies.

I fought, and I fought hard. I put every ounce of adrenaline I had into my system to fight those flyboys. Still, maybe if I fought harder, maybe if I hadn't been out of practice, maybe if I saw that one flyboy walking towards my children, no one around to protect them maybe then, again maybe not. But the last thing I remember about that fight was the scream of my twin boys, quite possibly their last.

"MOMMY!" Then I was out cold.