"Shhh, Peanut. Don't cry," James whispered, hurriedly pressing Annik to his chest and bouncing her. He looked around, seeing Kendall sprawled out face-down on the floor, Logan and Carlos tangled together on the bed, all asleep. James bounced the baby and kissed her delicate black hair as she slowly stopped crying.

He finally sat on the floor and laid the baby on his lap. Her blue eyes opened, seemingly clearer than before, but she still didn't see anything.

James slowly started singing some old classical rock song to her, the baby starting to babble. She grew impossibly fast and already looked like she should be one and a half months old.

In the midst of Logan's dreams, he heard James' song. He woke up in a haze, Carlos fast asleep in his arms, and he lifted his head a little to see that James was singing to Annik. He placed a long kiss on Carlos' forehead, making Carlos hum in his sleep, before detangling himself and getting up.

Logan retrieved the cold bottle of baby formula from beside the door and shook it up. There were sandwiches there, too, but he wasn't too hungry. He found that he had adapted to the lack of food he was given, even though he didn't need a lot of food in the first place.

Logan sat beside James, who kept singing as he glanced up at him. Logan watched as Annik yawned and clenched and unclenched her tiny hands.

"She's so pretty," James finally whispered after the song was done.

"I know. She's blind you know," Logan said, offering the bottle to James. James pressed the nipple to Annik's lips, who hungrily took it in her mouth and began suckling.

"I figured that. But I think the color of her eyes makes her that much more beautiful," James nodded. "I changed her diaper."

"Thanks, dude."

"I like that it's rainbow in here. Even though she's blind you still make an effort to make it a magical place for her to sleep. It's a pretty nursery," James said, looking around.

Logan looked around, too, trying to imagine what James' insanity made him see. He imagined a nursery with rainbow walls and decorations, filled with toys and happiness. That's what he wanted for Annik, and he guessed that's what James wanted, too.

"I'm still mad that you didn't take Los to the surprise party I set up yesterday," James said matter-of-factly.

"Sorry, man. We got caught up," Logan said.

"Were you having sex?" James asked. Logan laughed and shook his head.

"No. We have a baby now- when do we have time for sex?"

"I wish I had a baby. But I think I like to fuck too much," James said. Logan smirked. Carlos would have probably scolded James for cussing in front of Annik, but Logan didn't see the point.

"I think Annie already likes you," Logan observed.

James beamed and looked down to see that Annik had a hand wrapped around his finger, which he hadn't noticed.

"Probably because I gave her a gift this morning."

"What did you give her?" Logan decided he liked crazy James WAY more than sane James. He just spoke nonsense and it was hilarious.

"A stuffed elephant. Cause elephants like peanuts and she's a peanut," James said proudly. "She seemed to like it."

Logan nodded, knowing that James didn't really give Annik a stuffed elephant.

"I just wanna give her the world. I can't imagine what you and Carlos feel if I feel this way," James said as the bottle emptied and he sat it on the concrete floor.

"It's pretty intense," Logan agreed. "I have to admit, I'm not ready to be a dad. But I guess I don't have a choice, do I?"

"It's pretty nerve-racking being an uncle, too," James smirked as Kendall sat beside him. He turned to his boyfriend. "Morning, gorgeous."

"Morning. Still insane?"

"Of course," James smiled as they shared a sweet kiss. Logan cursed his heart for melting at the scene, but they were just so cute. This damn lab had made him go soft. Or maybe it was the damn Carlos who did that to him.

"Los is knocked out over there," Kendall informed them, nodding to Carlos, who was curled up and drooling on the bed. Logan laughed and shook his head.

"It's okay. He's been busy with Annie, he's gotta be tired," he said. Kendall took Annik from James.

"Hi, baby girl. It's your uncle Kenny," Kendall said lightly so that Annik would maybe be less freaked out about the change in who was holding her.

Only a few minutes later, there was a beep and the door shifted open. Vincent waltzed in with his pair of guards, Vincent staying at the door as his guards went for James.

One of the goons jerked James to his feet, the other gripping the bases of his wings roughly and trying to guide him away.

"Time to go, pretty boy," the one with his wings grunted as the other lead them toward the door.

"What? No! Who ARE you? Kenny, HELP me!" James squeaked, trying hard to stop his momentum with his bare feet. His insane mind didn't know what happened- for all he knew, some dudes just burst into Annik's magical nursery and were trying to take him. Very violently, at that.

"Leave him alone, ASSHOLES!" Kendall said strongly. Frankly, he was tired of everyone trying to separate the all the time. AND he was tired of being here in general- this was his chance to get away and maybe they could escape. He had so much pent up energy- he was ready to get it out. As soon as he charged at the goon with James' wings, the guy simply swept a meaty arm out and sent Kendall skidding across the room. Logan handed Annik to Carlos, ready to have anyone's backs if needed. He was SO ready to kick some ass.

"AH! That HURTS!" James growled as his wings were squeezed and jerked. Kendall hurriedly got to his feet and started for the man again, but was once again swept away.

"Kendall! I've got these guys- get Vincent," Logan whispered urgently from across the room, knowing Kendall heard. Logan reluctantly picked up Annik's fresh dirty diaper and opened it.

As much as it repulsed him, Logan charged at the goon who had James and jumped, latching onto the man's back and pressing the open dirty diaper to the man's mouth and nose. Naturally the man let go of James, who was seething now and caught the other goon off guard with a powerful kick to the groin. Sure- he didn't know WHY he was beating this guy's ass. He told himself it was to protect Annik more than anything.

Meanwhile, while Logan and James easily handled the guards, Kendall charged for the door.

"Where do you think you're going?" Vincent asked coolly as he caught Kendall with a taser. Kendall, pumped up on adrenaline from the sudden attack, barely felt it. Instead, he fought through the electric shocks to grip his "father's" neck.

"It's over, Pops," Kendall spat in Vincent's face.

"You're making a huge mistake," Vincent said strongly, hands gripping Kendall's. Kendall rolled his eyes and shoved his father backward, bolting out the door to sweet, sweet freedom. His bare feet beat against the freezing cold concrete floor as every sense he had bent on highwire.

He had to find a weapon.

"YOU LITTLE PRICK!" Vincent shrieked, running after Kendall, not near as fast. Kendall searched helplessly for any open doors, but realized he was headed for the door at the end of the hall, which was a dead end at the time.

"Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck-" Kendall whispered, seeing that soon he would have to stop and Vincent would corner him. As if on instinct, he turned right around, running straight for his crazed father. He was terrified and had no idea what he would do once he got closer, but he had to trust his instinct.

His heart pumped adrenaline, every sense heightened as he drew nearer to Vincent.

Finally it was time- do something or face the consequences- and Kendall still had no plan. Vincent readied his taser as he slowed down, but Kendall kept his momentum. Kendall found himself jumping, his wings snapping out, the very tips of his end feathers brushing the concrete walls, and he was well over Vincent's head. Vincent could have easily raised his hand and gotten his son, but he was taken off guard. Before he could think to do that, Kendall had already landed on the other side and was running for the open lab at the other end of the hall.

Kendall ran, adrenaline coursing through him as he neared the end of the hall. The door to the room he was just in was left open, but they were still bringing the goons down in there.

Finally he was in a dank lab that was rarely used and crashed through the metal furniture, trying to find anything that could be used as a weapon.

"Give it up! It's over, son!" Vincent said out of breath, as he walked into the lab. He knew Kendall was trapped and would either give up and surrender or try to run and get tased.

"I'M NOT YOUR SON!" Kendall yelled, flinging scalpels and metal jars of cotton balls at Vincent.

"You can't deny genetics," Vincent sang, the things hitting him harmlessly. He watched as his son rummaged around, flinging anything he could at Vincent.

Kendall was starting to panic. Vincent would kill him- if he didn't kill Vincent first. Right now, he couldn't find anything to use to his advantage. All there was were scalpels, dull surgical tools, and metal jars of harmless things like cotton swabs.

FINALLY he found a plastic box full of syringes, already loaded with mysterious liquids. He glanced back at Vincent, who was calmly sifting through furniture to make his way to Kendall. Kendall hurriedly took rubber stubs from the ends of two needles- the two that had the most liquid in them, which happened to clear. He had no idea what was in the needles, but he gripped them by the handles and hid them up his wrists, turning calmly.

"But what kind of a father does this to his only son?" Kendall asked, seemingly surrendering and trying to talk it out.

"Hey! I made you unique! I made you amazing! I gave you true love and friends!"

"I could have had that as a normal kid," Kendall pleaded.

"Really? You'd be willing to give up James to be normal? And Carlos and Logan?" Vincent asked, stopping just feet from Kendall.

"Well…"

"Exactly. PLUS, I've made millions of dollars off of you alone. Once I release my research on all of you, I'll be the richest man on Earth. And I'm not even done!"

"Or go to jail. The public knew about us- what do they think happened to us? They'll know you took us and did horrible things to us once you release your information."

"Wrong again," Vincent sang. "Technically I've done nothing illegal."

"What? Of COURSE you have!"

"Nope. You're all adults, and besides that I'm your father- which means I can do anything I want with you. Carlos is an orphan. Logan's mother is here. Brooke WAS here, therefore James was taken care of. And-"

"What do you mean she 'was' here?"

"Logan killed her," Vincent shrugged. "She tried to take the child, and so he killed her."

Kendall's eyes grew. He had no idea how James would react to this… James loved his mom. Before she turned out to be a phsyco, that is. And even when they were together alone, James would talk about how he missed her.

"It's hilarious how you all have lost it," Vincent smirked. "How your little boyfriend is absolutely bonkers. You are, too. How you thought you could escape."

"It's not FUNNY that James is crazy. It's sad."

"I disagree. Now come on- you're going to your OWN room now. Maybe I'll spare you for your little outburst," Vincent said, turning to lead Kendall back down the hallway. When he looked back, Kendall seemed to be following obediently.

Kendall had to wait until they were out of the rubble to inject Vincent with whatever was in these syringes. Finally Vincent looked back to make sure his son was there, then turned back.

Kendall walked a bit faster, gripping the glass of the syringes and positioning his thumb on the trigger.

Now or never.

He lunged forward and stabbed both needles into Vincent's shoulders, pressing down hard on the triggers. Vincent yelled in surprise and pain and Kendall let go, expecting the man to fall down dead or something. But all Vincent did was turn, caramel green eyes ablaze, and he reached up to jerk the needles from him.

"Injecting me with penicillin?" Vincent smirked and flipped out his taser. Suddenly the older man tackled Kendall, taking Kendall off guard and bringing him to the ground.

Joanna hurriedly walked down the hall, gun in hand. It was time. This moment was the whol reason she was down here in the first place. She stopped in front of the open door that contained her son and grandbaby and friends, with knocked-out guards on the ground.

"Come on- get out! Hurry!" she said, taking them all by surprise. They all looked up, Carlos and James unaffected, Logan looking confused and offended as he jumped up.

"MOM?" He couldn't believe this! His own MOTHER was here- in a white lab coat- obviously in on this whole thing! He thought she loved him!

"GO! HURRY UP!" she said sternly, pointing her gun down the hallway for directions. She didn't have time for Logan to gawk- they needed to GO. Carlos didn't wait for Logan to get over himself, he took Annik and bolted out the door, James gripping Logan's hand and jerking him along.

"What're you doing here?" Logan asked as they ran, his mother beside him.

"Saving your life, honey! Go with it!"

She ran ahead of them as they neared the open lab at the end of the hall.

Carlos' eyes widened as he screeched to a stop, everyone else following. There was Vincent… On top of Kendall… Choking the life out of his own son… The taser on the floor just feet away.

Joanna raised her gun and shot, hitting Vincent's arm and sending Vincent to his back on the ground, Kendall free and gasping for air. She didn't want to kill Vincent herself- she wanted Kendall to do the honors if he wanted.

She helped Kendall to his feet and cocked the gun, putting it in his hands.

"Kill him," she whispered. "Before he gets up."

Carlos hid Annik's head in his chest as they watched Kendall approach his seething father.

A single bare foot planted firmly on Vincent's throat, who was calm as he looked up into his son's matching eyes, and pointed the gun at Vincent's forehead. In them, he saw himself. Strong, confident, slightly crazy. Except Kendall wasn't evil. And right now, Kendall was afraid and hesitating to kill Vincent, whereas Vincent wouldn't hesitate a second.

"Do it!" Vincent challenged.

"I will…"

"You're too much of a pussy," Vincent sneered, looking straight into the black eye of the barrel of the handgun.

"DO IT!" Logan demanded.

"Kendall! HURRY!" Carlos pleaded. James just stared, completely puzzled.

"I WILL!" Kendall said unconvincingly, seemingly flustered and afraid to go through with it.

"THEN DO IT!" Logan yelled. He didn't want Vincent to recuperate and turn the gun on Kendall. He didn't want their chances of escape to be dashed because Kendall was too soft to kill this insane man. They were so close to freedom he could taste it. Unless, of course, his mother had other plans…

Kendall gritted his teeth and squeezed the trigger before he could contemplate anymore.

The bullet lodged itself in Vincent's skull with a deafening bang, making Annik cry and everyone jump. Carlos had turned away as soon as he saw it coming, not wanting to watch as blood splattered onto Kendall's legs and shorts. Vincent's head rolled to one side and dark blood flowed from the wound. The man was dead immediately.

Kendall's lids fluttered.

He just killed his own father. Now how much better was he than Vincent? Even Vincent himself never killed anyone in his own family- as far as he knew.

"Kenny… Why'd you do that?" James asked quietly. Kendall dropped the handgun, which landed and bounced off of Vincent's chest, and turned to see James looking extremely puzzled and offended.

Suddenly Carlos' arms were around Kendall's torso, Annik in Logan's arms, and Carlos was hugging his brother hard.

"Thank god hallelujah!" Carlos said in relief. "You did good, bro!"

Kendall was too stunned to hug back.

"Okay, boys. Let's go," Joanna said quickly. She made her way to a dark wall of the lab and pressed a button- dark elevator doors opening. Carlos pulled Kendall and James to it, Logan following.

"I wish I knew there was an elevator when I had to save Kendall," Carlos laughed half-heartedly. Kendall got a last look at his dead father. GOD he was so glad- they all had wanted Vincent dead, but none as badly as Kendall. But he felt horrible- he KILLED his own FATHER.

"Mom, what the FUCK are you doing here?" Logan asked dangerously, even though none of them could see anything in the elevator as it closed.

"Logan!" Mrs. Mitchell scolded.

"I'm NOT fucking around. Why're you here?" Logan asked angrily.

"I've only been here a week or two, because I wanted to break you out. Which I did. So you're welcome," Mrs. Mitchell said smartly. Nobody but Logan knew what happened, but suddenly Logan grunted in frustration and there was a loud bang. In reality, Logan had turned and kicked to elevator wall in anger.

How could his mother betray him this way? If she knew he was there and she only wanted to help him like she said, why wouldn't she bring the cops with her? Did that make too much sense? God DAMN! His mother was the one person besides Carlos who could put up with his shit and still love him through it. He honest-to-God loved his mother when he left her. But obviously he put his trust in the wrong person. She ended up being just as evil as Vincent and Brooke.

Meanwhile, Kendall saw no darkness like everyone else.

He just saw his father's lifeless caramel green eyes. Saw the sight of Vincent's head with a bullet blown through it. He reached out for James, but found Carlos first and hugged tight to him.

"I know, buddy," Carlos said sympathetically, taking an arm from supporting Annik to wrap it around Kendall comfortingly. "You've got too much heart, you know that?"

Kendall wasn't sad that his father was dead. He was just… shocked. Sure, he always dreamed of killing Vincent, but when it came down to it, he was still taking his own father's life. He guessed once the shock wore off, he'd be able to be happy about it.

As soon as the doors opened and Mrs. Mitchell had stepped forward to unlock the sealing door that disguised the elevator from the Hollywood sign, Logan had stormed out into the bright California sunshine. He was too angry to marvel about how great the fresh air was or how much he missed the sun. Right now, he had to get away.

Logan stormed away and kicked off of the ground, snapping out his wings. It wasn't until then that he realized that he hadn't flown in forever and his wings failed. Before he could hit the ground, his feet caught him.

He tried again, and once more failed.

"Pit-" Carlos said, seemingly pained. He had handed Annik off to Kendall and approached his seething and emotional boyfriend as he tried to fly like a butterfly with a broken wing.

Once again, Logan tried to fly and got higher than the other times, but this time when he fell he just let himself hit the ground in a sobbing heap.

Carlos knelt beside Logan and pulled him into his lap. A GREAT start to a new life… Carlos tried to remain optimistic.

To Logan's surprise, Carlos didn't address his emotions right away.

"Look at the sky, baby. Didn't you miss it?" Carlos asked into Logan's hair, his arms around him. Logan sniffled and looked up to see a cloudless blue sky and nodded a little. Carlos grinned and kissed Logan's hair. "And the breeze… GOD I missed the breeze. It was stuffy down there."

Logan sniffled again, done sobbing, and cuddled into Carlos a little bit.

"Annie'll love it out here. We'll live with Mama Knight again and we'll teach Annie to fly out in the open. It'll be great."

"Yeah…"

"Yeah."

"Why was she there, Los?" Logan asked, trying to blink away sudden tears.

"I don't know. But I think she was telling the truth- that she wasn't there the whole time and she just wanted to help."

"She's the only person I could love my whole life before you. I didn't love anyone- not my old man or my other family or anyone else. I only trusted and loved Mom. And… And to see her there in the lab…"

"I don't think it matters why she was there. I think it only matters that she helped us escape and that she's over there admiring our little girl," Carlos said, gesturing to Mrs. Mitchell cooing at Annik from where she was in James' arms. "And that she's not trying to turn us in to news teams or another lab or anything. I think she's sincere."

"I guess…"

"But just think of it this way: that's that only con to this whole ordeal. I mean… Vincent's dead. Brooke's dead. Annie wasn't taken away. We're free. We escaped on a beautiful California day. And we're not going back."

Logan laughed and little and nodded.

"I think that if I didn't have you, I'd never see the bright side in anything," he said, looking up at Carlos.

"That's what I'm here for," Carlos said brightly, pecking Logan on the lips a few times.

No, that wasn't the end. I think there'll probably be 2 more chapters. :D Just a heads up!

You guys happy that Vincent is dead?

I sure as hell am. Now I can write about happy stuff and love! YAY!

If there are any loose ends, make sure to tell me in a review, cause currently I haven't thought of any that I need to tie.