Max POV

"Okay, so basically we've-Ouch!- got the plan down and- Fang!- but seriously, there really is alot of- Dude!- flaws in it and- "

"Max! If you don't stop moving every time I touch you I'm going to-"

Iggy interrupted our mini argument quickly. "How about you both shut up and let me explain the plan in greater detail!"

I frowned and we both fell silent. Fang continued probing my back in order to get the sizzling hot pieces of forcefield out. We had all had to take turns letting each other use a pair of tweezers Fang had picked up somewhere along the flight to nowhere. Occasionally though we had to dip them in a glass of water to cool it down. Did I mention how hot forcefields are?

Iggy started talking. "All I'm saying guys is that even though it's not fool proof, there's a possibility!"

I sighed. "Iggy, his is uncharted territory! If we decide to go along, it could result in some very bad consequences!"

"You think I don't know that?! But Max, it's either that or be at the Capitols's mercy." He retaliated.

I thought it over. And over. And over. And finally, I came to my desicion.

"Alright. We'll try it. But there is one pressing problem."

Fang and Iggy looked stunned at my agreement. I'm not that hard-headed! Gosh...

"Um, what is it?" Fang finall questioned.

"What about our families?"

This made Iggy frown deeply. " My mom and dad are dead. But I left Angel and Gazzy with a couple of neighbors. Oh my god...What if the Capitol's gotten them?"

"Are they like us?" I asked.

He nodded grimly. And I did some quick thinking," How old are they and how good are they at flying?"

Angel is seven and can go steady for about four hours. Gazzy is nine and can go steady around six.

I nodded briskly. "My mom will be fine on her own. Fang?"

From behind me I heard him reply," My mom can look after herself."

I turned to Iggy. "Let's go bust out your siblings, and then...We are hitting the ocean."

A/N: Guesses on the plan? RnR