A/N: HEY GUYS SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG. BUT HARDLY ANYONE REVIEWED. AT ALL. SO FROM NOW ON IF YOU WANT ME TO UPDATE I'M GONNA NEED SOME MORE REVIEWS. AND A SPECIAL THANKS TO THOSE OF YOU WHO DID. IT MAKES ME HAPPY TO KNOW SOMEONE LIKES THIS..
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Max's Pov
I was taking way too long in the shower, but I didn't care. I needed some time to think and come up with a plan. So far it's been two weeks since Angel, Nudge, and Iggy returned. Turned out it was rather easy. Some old guy was the first to see Angel and thought that was exactly what she was—an angel. He grabbed his chest thinking he was dying. Apparently Iggy thought this was hilarious. But still I expected some sort of reaction from someone by now. I don't know exactly who, Itex, the government, anyone. But nothing so far…
Walking back into the living room I heard the girls discussing something I wasn't exactly comfortable with.
"Angel, it's not like that honestly. You're a big girl now, you know how it's done."
"It sounds disgusting. Why would anyone do that?"
Wait, what? Why does Angel want to know this and why is it so important now?
"Hey guys. What are you two talking about?" I was afraid of the answer.
"Umm, Max you're not going to like this… But well here goes. Angel-read-my-mind-while-I-was-thinking-about-having-sex-with-Iggy-and-she-was-curious."
It took some serious restraint on my part not to go berserk. Major kudos for me.
"Okay, what did you want to know? And Nudge, I'm not finished with you yet, but you should leave for a little while. I'll come find you when I'm finished with Angel."
We watched as she slowly made her way out of the house; she was saying I'm sorry so low it could barely be heard. I didn't even know what to say, so I figured one problem at a time. Right now that problem is Angel's curiosity. On top of all the other stuff I have to deal with, Nudge has to get Angel worried about sex. Great. I just love being the leader. (Did you catch that sarcasm?)
"Go ahead, Angel. What's up?" I watched her fidget and fumble for a minute. I suppose she was deciding which to ask first.
"Umm, Max, what about me? And Gazzy? I know what happens. We've already had that talk. But I was thinking you have Fang, and Nudge has Iggy. What about us? We can't trust anyone with our secret so how are we supposed to fall in love? And what about kids? You can't have kids if there is no one to love you. I'm just kind of confused. I want someone to love me too. Someday. And I know Gazzy does too. He just doesn't realize it yet…"
Whoa. I had no idea she even thought about that stuff. This is very touchy ground so I have to be careful. As if this was a live minefield and any wrong move could make us all go splat…
"Angel, whoever you and Gazzy choose to be with, whether they have wings or not, is your choice. Yes, we have to keep it a secret, but whoever you're with should be able to accept who you are. Wings and all. If by some crazy reason they can't then they aren't the right person for you. It will take time. For the both of you. Well, actually all of us. Nothing is set in stone. Not me and Fang or Iggy and Nudge. Right now it's great. But my point is that you two will find someone. Maybe even around here if we're here long enough. If we ever get away from the crazies then that's when you know it's time to actually be a little normal. Date, have friends, and just get to be you. You will get your chance. Just let's worry about today for now, and our bigger problems… Does that help any sweetie?"
A couple of hours later, and at least one major crisis solved, and Nudge dealt with, it was time for the news. We have been watching the news every evening waiting for something. They were still flashing the photos, but nothing new. They had dubbed us the 'angels.' Wonder why?
So here we all are crowded around the little TV in the living room, popcorn at the ready. It had become a ritual.
"There have not been any more sightings of the angels. We do have some welcome news. The president of the United States has become interested in the angels. He has released a statement saying any information about them or where they come from would be rewarded. So I would say to these children should they be watching, to contact us. We are just curious about you, and where you come from…."
We all sat there stunned. Not one new thing all week and the fucking president of the United States suddenly takes interest in us. This is just our luck. The fucking president. Evidently I wasn't the only one to think this. The whole flock was suddenly screaming and asking questions all at once.
"Whooooa. Wait a minute. Calm down. We can deal with this. It's just one guy," I said oh-so coherently.
"Max, earth to Max. This isn't just one guy. We're talking about the most powerful man in the country. The commander in chief. He has a whole FUCKING ARMY AT HIS DISPOSAL."
Gazzy?
"Watch your mouth. I don't care if we are in deep shit, you will not speak such language; you are too young."
"I'm as old as you were when we first got out." He was very pissed, and I couldn't for the life of me figure out why.
"Okay, way off subject. No point. I just don't like hearing you speak like that—it's too weird for me. And back to the president. Any suggestions?"
I looked around at them all and I was surprised that no one had any. It didn't take long for me to decide that this decision could wait another day or ten. Very leaderly of me isn't it?
Later on that night Fang and I were in the oak tree talking about the events of today. Everyone else was either in bed or occupied. Nudge and Angel went to bed, and Iggy and Gazzy were watching Mythbusters.
"What are we going to do, Fang? I mean, this could be good for us. Think about it. If we could get the new president to help us we could really bring down Itex for good. No more worries. I think it's about time for a little photo shoot of all of us. I think maybe it would be good to let people see us all together. What do you think?"
While I watched him think about it I took in the scenery. It really was beautiful here; the river would feel great on a warm summer night. And you could see the stars out here. No big buildings, no smog, just mountains and sky. Fang interrupted my musings by giving me the answer I wanted.
"Yeah, the more I think about it, the more I think you're right. We need them to know how many of us there are. And it will get the president's attention. So when do we leave?"
He was getting a little buzzed just thinking about it. I knew it would be a little exciting for the younger members as well. A lot more at stake. Our futures.
"We need to organize everything, plan it out, and get our gear together… Maybe a hotel this time. I'm way sick of having to stay in caves and eat desert rat. And we could call ahead and reserve our rooms so as not to drag attention when we get there. We'll Google the park we choose and see what is near. It'll be easier. What do you think?"
"Yeah, we could go ahead and get started tonight if you'd like. Pick a place from the list and Google it. Then see what supplies we will need to pick up. That's half the work finished, or we could….."
"Fang," it was more of a moan. But hey, what would you do if he were kissing your neck, and nibbling some really good spots? Whoa wait. Problems. Got to fix problems.
Later…
"Wait, we really do need to get everything in order. I wanna leave at dusk tomorrow. Mmm. Fang please…"
Finally giving up, he shrugged his shoulders and we took flight to go over everything with the others.
A/N: Hey guys, thanks for the reviews and the favorites. I love them. They make me very happy. I want more reviews, please. If you alert it, or favorite it please take the 10 seconds to leave a review. It makes me want to write. Thanks… Oh! And one more thing I want to give a very special thanks to Hillary for being oh so great and betaing this in record time….