Well, I'm updating again. It's been so long! I still need to figure out where this story's going, but I've been pretty busy with everything. I'll get it eventually. Until then enjoy this chapter!

We had finally found Fang. Well, technically he found us. We had been flying towards the School, trying to figure out how to save Fang. One second I was planning escape routes with Iggy, and the next Fang had appeared, flying straight into him. Then Fang was falling, quickly. I was frozen in shock for a moment; where had Fang come from? I vaguely heard voices shouting at Fang as he continued his descent. When I recovered a few seconds later I started to lower myself to grab Fang, only to find that Iggy was already on the job.

Now Fang was flying next to Iggy, seemingly deep in thought. Maybe he was thinking about his brother and sister. I couldn't believe that they were working for the School. I couldn't even begin to guess how awful Fang felt. He had finally met his family, and they had ended up betraying him. I looked over at Fang to see that his expression had changed. He had fallen a few feet behind the flock now, and he had a serene look on his face. Were his eyelids drooping? His wings were beating slower now, and he was falling even farther back. I decided to check on him. I dropped back a few feet, slowing my wings to be in synch with his.

"You okay?" I asked him, staring into his half open eyes. He jumped a little, seemingly startled that I was there.

"Wha'? Oh. Mmhmm…" He yawned. What was wrong with him? I voiced my question aloud.

"I dunno… The whitecoats injected me with something. Just feeling a little out of it." He replied, shaking his head a little. Was it safe for him to fly like this? I pondered that question for a few minutes, but I made up my mind when I noticed Fang swerving a little to the right.

"Ok guys, let's land for the night." We all flew downward, into a barren desert-looking area. I looked around, realizing that this probably wasn't the best place to land. No firewood, no water, no tall evergreens to conceal us… We really weren't all that far away from the School, either. I was about to suggest that we fly for a while longer, but then I glanced at my flock.

Gazzy, Nudge, and Angel all looked like they were fighting to stay awake, and Gazzy's eyelids kept fluttering. Iggy's eyes were bloodshot; he'd been really stressed since Fang had left. And Fang… Well, he looked out of it, like he'd said. So I decided that we could stay here, even though it probably wasn't the best place to stay.

Iggy had pulled out his backpack and was now rummaging through it, looking for something edible. He pulled out a few granola bars and a couple bruised apples, which he passed around to the flock.

"Yo, catch." He called as he tossed one of the apples at me. I examined it for a moment, making sure that a worm hadn't snuck into it or something, and then took a bite. It wasn't too bad; it was kinda mushy and a little too sweet, but it was pretty descent for the time it had been in that backpack.

The kids were really happy to be eating something, not having eaten since the day before. We had been so focused on getting Fang back that we had forgotten to eat. Once everyone finished eating Fang was instantly bombarded with questions.

"How long were you at the School, Fang?"

"What kind of tests did they do?"

"Was it scary?"

"What color was your dog crate?" We all looked at Nudge, who was staring at Fang anxiously. She noticed that it had gone silent and looked around at us.

"What color was his dog crate? What kind of question is that?" Iggy gave Nudge a funny look. Nudge looked at Iggy, then back at Fang, who was also staring at her questioningly. Nudge frowned and sat up a little straighter.

"It's a perfectly normal question!" She stated indignantly. "Was it brown, or black, or silver, or purple? That would be really cool to have a purple dog crate. Well, it wouldn't be that cool because you'd be at the School, and plus you'd be in a dog crate, which is even more of a bummer, but being in a purple crate would be so much cooler than a regular colored one! Or maybe orange, or pink-"

"It was brown, Nudge." Fang cut her off, running a hand through his hair. Nudge sighed, disappointed in the School's color choice. She looked dejected for a moment, but then her eyes lit up again, and I could tell she was about to burst out with a million more questions for Fang.

"Nudge, let's let Fang rest; he's had a tough day. He'll answer all of your questions tomorrow, okay?" I intervened, knowing that Fang probably wasn't in the mood for Nudge's constant jabbering. He shot me a grateful look.

"Ok, but you better answer every single one of them tomorrow, got it Fang?" Nudge gave Fang a stern glance until he nodded, smirking a little. We stacked fists then, and the younger kids found a spot to lay down that wasn't too rocky. Fang, Iggy and I sat together in silence. Fang was staring at the ground intently, and I wondered what he was thinking about. I considered waking up Angel, but then decided to just ask him.

"What are you thinking about?" Fang's head snapped up as I broke the silence. He clenched his jaw and took a breath before answering me. His eyes looked pained, and for a second I regretted my question, almost telling him to forget it. But then I realized that I really did want to know, so I waited patiently, watching Fang's face go through different expressions. Sadness, regret, longing, betrayal, anger, and then it just went blank. All of this happened in just a few seconds until Fang went back to wearing his usual emotionless mask, and when he spoke his answer it was in monotone.

"My family."

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