Angel could barely contain her excitement as the small boat came closer and closer to the beach we now stood on waiting. Nudae clutched her hand tightly, trying to calm her down but it wasn't working. Jeffry stood to my right and Father beside him. Dylan and Lisa had stayed at camp having no desire to see Zephyre. I could already make out my little brothers mop of blond hair and his frantic waves which Angel happily returned. A few minutes later and the boat came to a halt in the sand. Zephyre immediately jumped out and ran at Angel who had managed to get out of Nudae's grip and collided with her half way. All I could hear for the next three minutes was happy squeals and laughs coming from the twins. My mind couldn't help wander back to Max. I hadn't seen her since yesterday, she had returned to the camp or the spring and I was more than a little confused and worried. Why was she staying away? Was the question I constantly asked myself but I couldn't figure it out.

To my surprise when we returned to camp Max sat beside Dylan talking softly and occasionally laughing. My breathing caught in my throat and my heart thumped hard in my chest. What the hell was he playing at? I managed to compose myself before Angel ran to Max, Zephyre in hand to introduce her twin brother.

"Max!" Angel called happily and instantly Max broke off midsentence and turned her attention to Angel with a smile. "My brother's here!" She continued with a laugh, coming to a halt in front of Max.

"Hi." Zephyre greeted shyly and I could just imagine his tomato red face.

"Hello." Max returned the greeting warmly and I could already tell that, like Angel, Max would be very close with him.

"Nick." I felt a hand on my arm and spun round to face my father suddenly realising he had called my names a few times.

"Yes father?"

"Could I have a word?" he gestured to his tent and though he spoke politely he wasn't asking me. He was telling me.

I nodded without a word and ducked into his tent, immediately sitting in the farthest chair.

He followed me and fiddled with a few of his Bunsen burners and test tubes before sighing and facing me. "Son I understand you do not wish to leave-" he began but stopped when he took in my icy glare that I aimed at the tent wall.

"I have had quite enough of your childish behaviour! You are no longer a child Nicholas and it's time you stop acting like one!" He exploded and I was out of my seat and in front of him in a second.

"And I am sick of you pretending you know what's best for this family!" I shouted back, my hands clenching into fists. In the last four months my father had only left this tent to find more specimens for his testing. He took no interest in us unless we were not living up to what he wanted us to be.

"How dare you!" he roared fisting my shirt. "You do not understand what I have sacrificed for all of you!"

"Nothing you have sacrificed nothing Father because for the past nine years you have done nothing but work! I have been more of a father to Angela and Zephyre than you will ever be!"

"I have done everything possible to create a good life for my children and if that means working as hard as I can then I will do it." He snarled as we exchanged glares.

"The only reason you are working is to find a cure to that retched disease that killed my mother and that is only for you, never once have you thought about creating a better life for us." My voice was barely a whisper but deadly and I watched as my father's pupils dilated. He released my shirt and turned his back to me.

"Get out." he ordered and I did so gladly, leaving the tent after swiping my arm across the table holding his experiments. I didn't linger to hear the crash of glass or his angry roars but did what Max always seemed to do whenever things became too much. I ran.

IMPORTANT AN!

Another short chapter but this is for a reason. I promise I will give you a nice long chappie but only if you tell me which one of the three scenarios you want to happen next IN A REVIEW!

they leave for England

Dylan and Max kiss and the love triangle worsens

Someone dies.

Well have fun with that!