A/N: i've decided that 15 reviews are too long. only 10! yes, i know last time was like 7. but, you only need 10 more reviews for the next two chappies!

fairly long chappie. Please enjoy. Next will be two chappies!

Chapter 16

"Max!" Angel cried, running toward us. "Fang!"

"Max!" Nudge followed. "Fang!"

"Iggy, its Max and Fang!" the Gasman told Iggy excitedly, tugging his shirt.

"I missed you guys!" Max said hugging Nudge and Angel. "I'm sorry I was gone for so long."

"Thanks for leaving me in charge," Iggy greeted me snidely.

"Anytime," I replied.

"Max," Angel said, her big blue eyes looking innocent. "Where did you go?"

"Yeah, where did you go? I mean, if you were gone for so long, you must have been some where," Nudge went on.

"Well, what day is it, first of all?" Max asked holding Angel at her waist.

"Thursday," the Gasman said, standing next to Iggy and me.

"Okay," she continued. "For two days I was in a big, huge white, fluffy-walled room, asleep for the first day. Then I woke up, with my usual rage, and later, Fang came, saving my butt from going crazy. Then we – " and she stopped, unsure of what to say.

"Then we escaped, by almost having to rip their heads off," I finished for her.

"Yeah," she agreed, continuing with her story; the half true version. "Then we just camped out, I'm not sure we took watched, but I haven't had any food thanks to Mr. Let's-run-into-Erasers-and-Exers-while-gathering-sticks-for-a-fire-and-not-tell-Max-until-after-she's-attacked." She glared at me, and I suppressed a smile, pleased at my decision.

"Exers?" Iggy asked for everyone.

"New half-failures," Max explained, trying to sound bored. "Half-human, half-cheetah. They claim to be quick, but I have yet to see any scratch marks from them – not even a bruise."

"So, basically, they're easier to fight then Erasers?" Nudge tried to understand.

"Yep," Max said, looking at me and not Nudge.

"Cool!" Nudge said, relief in her eyes. "Are we gonna get something to eat? I'm really hungry." While we were gone, I hadn't missed Nudge's rambling.

"Yep," Max agreed, looking around for a place to get food. "And then we're off to find Fang's parents. Got it?" Her eyes met everyone else's.

"Mhmm," Angel nodded, smiling big.

"Okay," Gazzy and Iggy said together.

"Yes!" Nudge screamed, happiness flooding her.

I just nodded my head, also looking for someplace to eat. I really didn't want to meet my parents – idiots they were to be teenagers. But I couldn't say "No" to the flock about meeting 'family'. And not matter what happened, I was not going to stay with them – just a, "Hi, I'm the son you gave up to adoption fourteen years ago. Nice meeting you," and then leave. Simple.

"Hey," Max said after scanning the area. "I found a McDonald's. Come on." She pointed to the corner and there it was – a small McD's. We crossed the street, not really paying attention to traffic, 'cause we love to be safe.

When we finished eating, it was about noon, so we figured someone had to be home. Okay, I wasn't pissed that we were going to my parents, but it did make me mad a bout my mom being a genius and being a teenager with a kid.

We made our way to my supposed street. I was a bit nervous, but I didn't show it. Max had Angel in her hand, and took mine. I was almost hesitant, but I let her hand in mine. It took us about thirty minutes to reach the house, and during that half-hour, I had to not think about Max, which was really hard considering she is my life, but I didn't want Angel to find out. Now that I thought about it, I didn't want any of the flock to find out. But, I could think about that any longer because there we were, looking at my parent's house.

"Don't worry," I heard Max whisper. "It'll be over soon." She looked up at me, smiling nervously.

"Okay," I mouthed, and I rang the doorbell. It was about a minute before someone opened the door. A tall, blonde woman, with her roots overdue, appeared.

"Hello," the woman said politely.

"Ma'am," Max said, her voice quivering a bit. "Did you loose a son fourteen years ago?"

The woman nodded, pain flushing into her eyes. I tried not to be too obvious about being there for an important reason. Not that this was important.

"Might he," Max pointed to me as her voice broke. "Might he be him? He doesn't talk much, though."

The woman looked near confusion, as if it was all a joke. "What?" she said, her eyebrows showing how confused she was. "How did – how do you – why do you think this?"

"All of us were taken, and we're just finding parents," Iggy explained, stepping forward a bit.

"But –," the woman started.

"Its really complex," I spoke up.

The woman nodded. "I think there's a way to tell." She made eye contact with me and I quickly looked at Max. "My son had the strangest belly button. It wasn't an in-y or an out-y. More of just a dot." Oh, thanks for making me sound even more freakish than I already am, Mom.

"That's sort of what his looks like," Max said, looking at me. I slowly raised my shirt slightly above my "dot".

"Oh – oh, my. Oh, my gosh," she stuttered. "You're – you're. My gosh." She looked as if she was going to faint.

"So, is he?" Max whispered, barely audible.

The woman nodded, starting to cry. "You're my son. You're my son, Maximillian."

A/N: Maximillian?! wow! i've always thought that that was a cool name. Even during the sad days of before Maximum Ride.

You need like, 10 more reviews. Same 'rules'. One person can put like 10 reviews if they'd like. Haha.