I was stunned speechless. Nick just hinted at knowing how to reconnect me with my mother that I had never met. That was crazy. So either I had gotten in the car with a crazy person or a delusional one. I couldn't decide right now which one was worse.

"I think I know how we could find her." Fang repeated when I didn't say anything. He spoke so confidently that I was really worried now that he was a crazy, delusional person.

"My mom was a prostitute seventeen years ago. What makes you think that you could just find her out of the blue, so many years later?" I asked Nick angrily.

How dare he try to give me hope about this! I had pretty much accepted that I would never find my mother, and here he had to give me stupid hope.

"Well, we know stuff about her." Nick said, trying to get me to see that he knew what he was talking about. "She went by Valarie, Jeb was a high paying customer, and she had a daughter seventeen years ago. Plus, didn't you say she was from around here?"

Man, when I asked for someone who would listen to me, I was hoping for a social worker. Instead, I got a 'runner' who convinced my whole family to go on the run with him and was trying to stir up my past.

Fang continued with a small nod even though I didn't say anything. "You know the hospital you were born, right? Because that would really help narrow it down."

I nodded, not because I wanted to, but because I felt like I couldn't lie to this guy. He seemed to always see right through me anyways, so what was the use?

"It was on the birth certificate stuff that Jeb handed over to Miss Rachel, our social worker, when he dumped me for his new family." I said, trying to keep the resentment out of my voice, though, from the look on his face, I had failed at it.

I was only glad that Iggy, Monique, and Ariel were asleep in the backseat and couldn't hear this mushy conversation. I had to stay a rock for their sake. Emotions were a sign of weakness and with what we all had gone through, it was a wonder none of us were statues.

"Can you...can you do me a favor though?" I asked, glancing in the rear view mirror at my unofficial siblings with a sigh.

"Anything, Max." Fang promised, and for once I didn't correct him on calling me 'Lena.'

"Let's find them a home first." I said, naming my only condition. I knew that Fang wasn't going to let the search for my mother go, but I didn't think I could find her if I knew that the rest of them weren't taken care of first.

"I promise." Nick said honestly, and I kind of hoped that I could trust him enough to believe him.

But the truth was that we didn't know anything about him. He had only been at the Berkman's for literally half an hour before he punched the sense out of Roger and told us that we should run away with him. And, we had stupidly trusted him without asking a single question.

I mean, he looked like he wanted to help us out, but how far would that go? Would he turn us in to save himself? He had already been to Juve once according to Miss Rachel. Maybe he wouldn't feel like going back again just for us.

I eyed him warily, not believing that I had been stupid enough to trust him.

"What's wrong, Max?" Nick asked, a thoughtful expression on his usually blank face.

"My name is Lena." I seethed and he recoiled, though kept his eyes on the road in front of him.

Next chance we got, I would take my family and we'd split. Because at the end of the day, we were all we needed and outsiders couldn't be trusted.