You guys failed on the five reviews, but I'm over it. Thank you to those who did. Here is Chapter 14. Enjoy.

Max POV:

Ok Voice, we're in Paris. What now? I was silently hoping that it would answer a direct question for once. Because to be honest I have no plan. Not like I was going to say that out loud though.

165 Vert St. (1)

I'm shocked. I swear it rolled it's eyes.

Really, you could knock me over with a feather. Now, what exactly will we be doing at this Vert St?

No response. It seems that it reached it's question limit for the moment. God help me.

"Ok, guys. Let's go to Vert St."

I walked into the room. All I could do was stare. Nudge gasped. Everyone else was as shocked as I was. Except Total. He, of course, had something to say.

"Civilized people. Well, you guys will certainly stand out." I was too busy staring to care about his comment.

I am going to ask this once, and only once. Where the hell are we?!

This is a dinner for global warming. It's full of world leaders and the like.

What in the world are we doing here then?

Patience. It is extremely important you meet with someone tonight. As soon as I locate them I'll alert you. Until then enjoy yourself.

How? I'm crashing some fancy shmancy party looking like a street urchin!! I was screeching at the voice so loud that I was giving myself a headache. I rubbed my temples. I could feel the flock's concerned gazes.

Your clothes will do. You are not crashing due to the fact that you were invited. Distinguished guests in fact.

By who? Mysterious do gooders made me nervous. More nervous than normal at least.

Look in front of you.

I did as I was told for once and there was Dr. Brigid Dwyer in all her scientific glory.

WHAT IS SHE DOING HERE??!! Of course, it chooses when I'm pissed not to answer.

"I'm so glad you guys could make it," Dr. Amazing said "Dr. Martinez said she would ask, but made no promises."

My mother should win an award.

"Fang, it's so good to see you again." She was practically gushing. I felt my fists clench. It took all myself control not to knock her out.

"Who is that?" Vision whispered.

"We better leave before Max blows, I'll explain later." Iggy whispered back before pulling Vision away. The rest of the flock became scarce. Smart kids. Only Fang stayed; partly because Dr. Amazing looked at him expectantly for a response and partly because of my death grip on his arm. Let me tell you he did not look too happy about this situation.

Time for evasive maneuvers. "If you'll excuse us, we need to meet and greet, you know?" I smiled sweetly, starting to drag Fang in the opposite direction.

"Wait, I was really hoping to catch up with Fang." She looked at him once again. Is she really batting her eyelashes? I'm going to hurl. Stupid blonde super scientist. (2)

Fang looked from me to her then back to me. He shrugged, and walked off with Dr. Amazing. He looked back at me, and mouthed 'jealous much?'. That little-. GAH!!! I very maturely stuck out my tounge in response before he turned away.

Max. Focus. You need to go to the back left corner of the room. Now.

I headed in that direction picking up some food along the way. What I saw almost made me spit it back out.

"Hello, Maximum. We need to talk." There was a note of urgency in his voice."Time is of the essence."

I was sure my eyes were bugging out of my head. It was Jeb. Once again he felt the need to complicate my already complicated life.

Angel POV (third person):

Nudge was randomly rambling in Angel's ear about something. Usually she tried to pay attention, but tonight something was nagging at her that she just couldn't place.

Angel's mind was jumping around, unconsciously picking up different thoughts. Suddenly, everything came to a screeching halt. Blonde curls swung about madly as she shook her head, trying to get rid of the sudden block in her mind.

What just happened?

Angel held up her hand to Nudge, signaling her to kindly zip it.

She prodded around with her mind. There. It was the mind Angel couldn't get in. The source of the block. She searched the neighboring minds and Max's thoughts suddenly jumped into her head. She paid attention to one single word. Jeb.

Nudge POV (third person):

Nudge never minded people ignoring her, so Angel's lack of attention failed to bother her. At least Angel didn't tell her to shut up. Iggy did that a lot, and it was just plain rude. Suddenly, Angel started shaking her head, and then she went rigid. Nudge followed her gaze, and saw him. It was Jeb.

Even though the flock's relationship with him had been up and down over the past year, lately it had been a smidge better. Yet, no matter what, seeing him would always be shock. A shock that brought back unwanted memories. Nudge had also learned by now that usually Jeb suddenly appearing equaled not good.

Total POV (third person):

Total was peeking out of Nudge's backpack when she lurched to a stop. "Hey, why'd we stop?" He had been enjoying the view of all the latest fashions on assorted dignitaries.

Nudge wordlessly pointed. Taking Nudge's silence as bad, Total looked to where she pointed. Jeb. "Well, this should be good." He muttered before returning to the safety of the backpack.

Gazzy POV (third person):

Gazzy was having a horrible time. Iggy had ditched him. Again. It wasn't that Gazzy didn't like Vision, he did. It was just that he missed his partner in crime. Whatever. Lately, he had gotten used to it.

Unfortunately that wasn't the worst part. Some rich guy's daughter had decided to follow him around. It was gross.

Gazzy's only hope was that he might be able to use the bomb he made on the plane.

Uh Oh. The girl ran into Gazzy's back as he spotted Max, and who she was talking to.

Iggy POV (third person):

Iggy was dancing with Vision. Rather badly he would admit, but Vissy was laughing so it was all worth it. Iggy's hearing picked up a voice. A voice he had always dreaded. No. It couldn't be.

"Vissy," Iggy stopped dancing and turned toward the voice, "What does Max look like right now?"

"She's white as a ghost, Iggy." Vision said instantly growing concerned.

Only one person had that affect on Max. Iggy could imagine her exact breathing as she reacted. It was him. What nightmare does Jeb have in store this time?

Vision POV (third person):

Suddenly, Iggy stopped dancing. His face was incredulous. "Vissy," he paused, "What does Max look like right now?" Vision spotted Max across the room. She looked like she had seen death. Which she has before, but that is beside the point.

"She's white as a ghost, Iggy." Vision watched Max wishing she could comfort her, or mess with that guy's head. Either option sounded good to Vision.

"Iggy, who is that guy?"

As he explained Vision's face grew graver and graver. Why did these things always happen to Max?

Fang POV (third person):

Brigid was talking, but Fang wasn't listening. He hadn't wanted to talk to her in the first place. He only did it for the look on Max's face. He had not been disappointed.

After hearing Brigid say his name, Fang reluctantly turned his attention to her. On the ship she was cool and smart. Or at least that's what he remembered. Jeez, either she changed or I was seriously deluding myself. Was I that desperate to get over Max? Or, he reasoned, maybe now that I have Max no one else will compare. It was official he was turning into a sap.

A sudden movement caught Fang's eye. There was Max nearly spitting out her food, but who was she talking to.

If Fang showed emotion he would have gasped. Instead he blinked in surprise. Jeb.

Max POV:

"What are you doing here?" I couldn't believe it. I thought I was finally done with him.

"Max, there is no time for questions." And as if to emphasize his point there was a loud crash from outside. He thrust an envelope at me.

"Take it. Read it. And remember that I love you." Jeb's voice was full of regret. What the hell is going on?

As soon as i shoved the letter in my pocket, there was a gunshot and a dead Jeb fell into my arms. I opened my mouth in a silent scream. The flock rushed to my side as flyboys entered the building. Screams echoed throughout the room. I stood up, depositing Jeb's body on the floor. 'Get flock to safety, then breakdown' I chanted to myself as I wiped tears from my eyes and ordered a U and A.

I did my best not to look back.

1: Vert means green in French. Just to clarify, I made up the address.

2: I don't care what JP says in book 5, Brigid has blonde hair not red!!! He needs to re read book four because it says she has blonde hair!!! Sorry, mini rant.

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