We all left for New York to find the Institute, when Max collapsed again—right after taking off.
"Emerald what should we do?" Iggy asked.
"Get to New York," I said. "Find the Institute. Find our pasts. And somewhere in there, we take Max—even if we have to force her to go—back to Dr. Martinez's to find out what's causing these headaches—because it isn't us."
The others nodded and Max snapped, "Emerald no way I am going back. I won't put them in danger."
I nodded and signaled to Fang to get the others out of here.
"Max, there's something there between you and Dr. M.—I mean, the way you described how she treated you to me—I think she cares about you—like a daughter. Even if you aren't hers, she'll fight anyone who stands in her way to make you her daughter," I said, gently.
"Emerald, really!" Max snapped. "You tell Fang to get the others out of here to tell me what I already know!"
I sighed and said, "Max, I needed to make sure you knew that. But there's more and it has nothing to do with Dr. M. It's about me—and my father."
"What are you talking about?" she asked.
"Remember what Angel told us—about me?" I asked.
She nodded and I said, "Go bring the others back—they need to hear this, too, because all six of you are holding me accountable if I fail to question my father in your presence about his part of my ending up at the School."
Max nodded and I said, "Now, Max, go bring the others back here. They need to hear my thoughts from last night."
She nodded and found Fang reassuring the others that she and I were not fighting.
"Alright, guys, Emerald's got something she needs our help with—and she wants everyone—yes, that includes you, Angel—to hear her thoughts from last night. I'm guessing here, but I think that they might be based on your information, Angel," Max said.
The others nodded and soon returned to come talk to me.
