Ok, so here's that chapter. It's crucially important and things are explained! I want to thank those of you have sent in OC's. They will be added in in a few chapters.

Secrets Revealed

"Well, do go on!" Susan crossed her arms.

"Ok, so this woman name Bridget Dwyer, the exact decedent of the devil…" Kale began.

"BRIDGET DWYER! The red headed, high heeled, dork?!" Max interrupted, fury radiate from her words.

"Exactly," I nodded.

Max sent a glare to Fang. He cowered back a bit. She tilted her head and narrowed her eyes as if trying to say, "I told you so!"

Dr. M started twiddling her fingers. The other Flock members looked sick as they looked to each other for answers.

"Anyway…so she was clanking down the hallway in her giant sky scraper shoes with daggers for heels when we heard her start talking. She was yelling. Then one asked if they were taking the little MR thing to far, by you know selling us-their so-called 'last experiments'. And she was all like 'NO! She is our most impressive experiment! We must find her! And especially now that her and the dark one carry the first natural avian-human hybrid!' And I was all like 'WHAT?!' And thats how I happened." Kale said dramatically.

Max's jaw dropped. Fang covered his mouth. Dr. M gasped. Ella's eyes widened. Nudge screamed. Iggy almost threw up. Gazzy frowned and looked around like something crazy was going on. Angel did all of these things. Storm coughed. Ebony chewed on her nails. Flair, being the person she is, yelled, "Max! You're pregnant?!"

And that's when it donned on me.

'MR' means Maximum Ride!

'Carrying the fist natural avian-hybrid…'

Why hadn't I noticed before?!

Everyone gawked at Max. She tried to hide. Suddenly she got an extreme interest in her shoes. Fang too.

"How could you not tell me?!" Nudge wailed.

"Yah!" The rest of the Flock frowned.

"I-I don't know! I was worried!" Max shouted. Fang laid a hand on her shoulder as he moved closer. Dylan appeared to be disgusted.

"Of coarse!" He growled as he spread his wings and took a few powerful downbeats. I watched him fly off.

"We, we didn't know how to tell you all!" Max defended. Then, for the second time today, I noticed something. Max wore a ring on her finger. It was hard to believe that she was eighteen, and married.

"H-How would they know?" I spoke up. Everyone turned to stare. Then they chewed on their lips as the realization hit them.

"If we didn't know, then how would they?" Ebony asked quietly.

"Either they have super data systems tracking you, or there's a traitor," I tried.

"I'm the only other one who knows!" Dr. M added.

"There's no way! I didn't know until a week ago! It's not even noticeable!" Max was panicking.

"Looks like you finally got it, huh Fang?" Iggy wiggled his eyebrows. Pervert.

"And when were you going to tell us?!" Ella frowned.

"Eventually! I swear! Once I could get it sorted out in my own head!" Max promised.

"Sure," Nudge rolled her eyes.

"What if they come looking? They really want you," I whispered. They fell silent once again. Fang's grip tightened around Max.

"They could…could get us! They could get us Fang!" Max worried as she buried her face into his shoulder.

Then there was about a half hour full of questions. Awkward.

"They c-could get the baby," Max stated.

"That's your problem," Dylan's voice blared. He landed swiftly and crossed his arms over his chest. He'd come back from his little temper tantrum. I thought Fang might hiss by the looks he was shooting Dylan. Max looked upset, mad, even guilty.

"But, we'll lend a hand, protect whatever we can," Dylan said grimly as he nodded at us.

Dr. M shot Max a glare, almost ordering her to say thanks, but Max denied.

"The Migration is here to do the dirty work while you all live your pretty little perfect lives," Dylan sneered as he turned to go into the house.

"Thank you…Dylan," Max blurted. Fang frowned down at her.

"Don't mention it, maybe they'll rip my throat out, you know put me out of my misery," Dylan spat over his shoulder. Then he stalked off, anger flaring.

Then it clicked. Dylan must like Max! Oh my gosh, I'm slow.

"I-it's the least we could do Max, after all…you saved us. Maybe we can save the next generation," Ebony added as she followed our leader to the house.

"Poor Dylan! Do you know what you do to that poor boy…?" Flair began. Storm slapped a hand over her mouth and threw her over his shoulder, following Ebony to the mansion.

"Gwen, I have no idea what's going on," Kale whispered.

"Sh!" I snapped. He frowned and scrunched his brows together.

"Uh…we'll just, uh…go...inside. Err…maybe if you wanted us to do anything like storm through THOD, we'd do it. Anything for you guys. It's just…ummm…geez I have no words," I blabbered.

"Congrats and good luck, you'll need it with the things that lurk in the dark these days," Kale winked as he wrapped a hand around my arm and pulled me along with him. We came to the giant house and I released a breath in relief. That was awkward, terrible!

"Dude! It'll be fine! She moved on so many years ago…!" Storm urged. Then a door slammed and I noticed that Dylan had locked himself in his room. I rubbed my temples.
-

Three hours later the Flock and the humans returned. They all wore exhausted expressions. The Migration had talked things over and I was filled in on some things. We jumped to our feet when they came in.

"So…?" Flair tried to start. They looked like zombies.

"We've decided to guard Max until the baby gets here safely. We don't want to loose anymore people, so you all will need to stay here. That means—do not leave," Fang said. That's the most I've ever heard him talk. Then we heard this loud gurgling roar and I glanced back to the couch where Kale was sleeping blissfully. One hand was hanging over the edge, the other had a pillow tucked tightly under it. He was disturbing.

"I'm glad that you all heard…" Max began when Kale started up again.

"Like I was saying," Max talked over the intense snoring. That is, until he raised it up a notch.

"KALE!" I screeched. He jerked awake and leapt to his feet. His hands came up to defend himself and he kicked out violently, knocking over a lamp. It broke into a million pieces. He peeked out from behind his fists. Then he dropped them and smiled.

"I thought we were under attack," he mumbled as his cheeks turned bright red. His hair was all messed up, sticking every which-a-way. I sighed and covered my face.

"That reminds me! I need to get you two a room!" Dr. M exclaimed.

"No, no, no we'll sleep on the floor, there's no need…" I protested trying not to be to much of a burden.

"Come on! The Migration has their own floor! There's still plenty of rooms up there on the very top level," she explained as she grabbed each of us by the elbows and lead us up the steps.

There were five levels, each held a different group.

First level was the kitchen, living room, and entertainment system with theater seating.

The Second level was for the Flock, complete with a laundry room and snack fridge.

The third level was the humans and the researchers.

The fourth was obviously storage and where they hung out. A pool table an everything was on that level.

Finally our floor came. The first room was Dylan's. He had a freaking label! Then came Storm, then Ebony's, and finally Flair's. The last seven rooms were empty.

"You're alls pick!" Dr. M smiled. She let go of us. I knew I wanted one on the end so I sprinted to the end of the hall and ran into a room. It was very blank. Only a bed covered in white sheets was in the room.

"You can decorate it someday," Dr. M added. Yes!

"We have a room!" Kale grinned. Then the worst sight met my eyes. Kale had flipped his bed on its side and was trying to fit it through his door.

"What are you doing!?" I yelled.

"We've been side by side for years, and quite honestly, I'm scared to be alone. I just decided to bring my bed in there, then it'll feel safe and I could be close enough to know that Erasers aren't going to drag you back there," he grunted as he pushed the bed to my door.

"Boys can't be in the same room as girls!" Dr. M shouted.

"I'm gay," Kale shrugged. The woman looked at me with wide eyes and a open jaw.

"He's kidding!" I assured.

Then this huge boom erupted as he pushed his bed beside of mine and leveled it out.

"Ah," he sighed as he crawled into the bed, "That's more like it."

"You're not allowed in her room!" The doctor ordered.

"Hey! I moved this bed the whole way here and quite honestly, I don't feel like hauling it back, plus she's safer with me. And that's the way it is. She's not leaving my side!" Kale said sternly. Eventually she gave in.

"This is amazing!" He cheered as he bounced up and down on the bed. I was trying not to laugh.

"Uh huh," I nodded. He was doing flips and laughing.

"Hey guys," it was Dylan. We sat up in bed and looked at him with curious eyes.

"It's probably time for you all to go to sleep, right? Today's been a busy one," he winked as he came over. Kale flopped back.

"Tuck us in?" Kale gave the puppy dog eyes.

Dylan sighed and complied, lifting the crisp white sheets over us.

"Think your beds are close enough?" He asked with a grin. I groaned and slammed my face into the pillow. Kale had moved his bed so that it would touch mine. I swear if that boy rolls over here I'll…!

"Night, guys," Dylan yawned as he turned off the lights and shut the door. It was dark, warm, and quiet. I laid my arms out to my side. Kale's wandering fingers connected with mine.

"There's no more bars keeping us apart," he whispered.

"Yep," I said bluntly.

"Don't leave me Gwen, don't ever leave me alone," he continued. I looked over at him. He was staring up at the ceiling.

"I won't," I barely chocked out. My voice was getting squeaky with the emotion.

"Good, 'cause I couldn't live without you. I think I might love you Gwen," his voice cracked. My hand slipped from his as I turned over.

"I love you too, Kale. Your like my brother," I answered.

"Yah, that's what I meant," he nodded. I was too tired to pay attention and sleep took me.
-

I woke up some time that night. Kale had indeed rolled over and had me tucked under his arm like I was a pillow. I climbed away and pushed his wing to the side. He had covered me with it for some reason. We used to sleep with our wings stretched out, touching, so we knew when the other had moved or was taken away. Now those days are gone, yet he still hangs on to the habits.

I crawled out of bed and snuck ever so quietly outside. My feet scooted across the cool, slick floor in rhythm. I slowly opened the door and slipped out.

As I wandered down the long hall I heard sniffles coming from Flair's room. I knew it was none of my business. I knew I should've just stayed away, but I couldn't. I knocked on her door lightly and it flew open. She stood there, looking up to me with red, puffy eyes. She looked out in the hall and then jerked me in, slamming the door behind her.

"Are you ok?" I questioned.

"Uh, yah," she nodded.

"That's a lie," I frowned. She moaned and pointed to a bean-bag.

"Sit," she commanded. I plopped down, not expecting to sink so low.

"Speak," I ordered.

"Roll over," she joked. I didn't laugh.

"Why are you crying?" I tried again.

"Fine! I have a sister, a twin sister, who I haven't seen in like nine years! She's at the School somewhere, I know it, but I can't save her. We were kidnapped from our bedroom when we were four, I haven't seen her since. When Dylan and the Flock came to rescue me I wasn't conscious. I couldn't tell them to find her. My one chance was ripped away. Now every day of my life I question if I'm the one who should really be here, living like this. Evan if Alex is still alive, I won't know how to find her. I can't do it alone. It's a lost cause," That's the most emotion I've ever seen Flair show. My heart ached with sorrow.

"What if…what if we broke in and finished the School. What if we saved her and ended Max's chasers? We could kill two birds with one stone," I was forming a plan.

"The problem is…the School is a very large bird," Flair frowned.

"Then we'll just have to chuck a boulder," I grinned.

"Wait! So you'll go Gwen?! You'll help me?!" Her eyes filled with hope. Her wings flapped behind her. They were the same as her hair, only little white flecks scattered on the end. Like her wings were on fire.

"Yes," I nodded. She hugged me and let go quick.

"How?" Flair asked.

I bit down on my lip and thought.

'Some will stand, and others will fall.'

Then a sick, gut churning detail sunk in as I remembered the Eraser's words, "…our last experiments…"

OK! How do you like this?

i have some questions

1) Did you guess the whole "first natural experiment" thing?

2) what is your opinion on this new bird-baby coming?

3) did Dylan act justly?

4) what about Kale's little confession and his little "scene" there?

5) do you think Flair and the Migration every end the School once and for all?

6) can they find and save Alex (Flair's sis)?

The emote reviews I get the quicker I'll update.

Sorry about not updating again yesterday—my friend ran over a mailbox…with her body…