me: For those of you who have Facebooks, I have created another Facebook account for my friends on FF. My Facebook name is Grace Moses (cover-up name, DO NOT call me Grace!) and email fnick(dot)fwilliam at gmail(dot)com. Please include your online name and what stories of mine you have reviewed.

Angel: Without the online name and stories reviewed, she will not add you.

Total: She did this with parental permission.

me: Haha yeah. Add me as a friend! Enjoy!

-Max POV-

Nachos were brought to us. I like nachos. They're gooood. But in about twenty minutes, there were about fourty nacho treys stacked in two piles, empty, with absolutly no cheese staines, and Fang I were laying on the couch, with serious stomach aches. Everyone else? They just sat there amazed, staring at the piles, amazed that we both finished one trey every minute. I bet they regreted giving them to us no charge now.

Our stomach aches slowly left after an advil and about an hour. I was still mad at Fang for our talk before, and he hadn't met my eyes since.

-Iggy POV-

"We're not going to find Ella, Iggy!" Gazzy hissed. I lowered my head. The kids were lookouts for me, trying to spot Ella somewhere below. It's been almost six hours since we started, and no one reported even a trace.

I sighed. Maybe it was hopeless, like he said. "Fine, then. Head down!" Gazzy's wing just grazed mine as we went down, careful not to hit any trees.

"Iggy!" Angel said. We all looked at her. "Ella's right below us!"

-Ella POV-

I had been walking for hours now. I collaped on a log, desprete for rest. I hadn't heard anything else about my so-called 'father'. I'd hardly even thought about him. My eyes glanced upwards and I saw four specks in the sky. One was off blance and focus, and they were too big to be birds. It was the flock.

The log wasn't tall enough. My voice wasn't loud enough. I couldn't get their attention. Maybe if... I screamed with all my might. I saw heads turn to where I was. I waved my arms and shouted, hoping to get their attention.

Angel! I though. Angel, it's me! It's Ella! Below you!

The heads turned to one of the dots. Angel must have told them where I was. They looked around me, trying to figure out where I was. They were coming down fast, skimming the woods for me. I tried everything I could to get their attention, but there wasn't much of a way to tell Angel where I was.

All of them landed to the north of me. I kept my eyes glued to the spot where they landed, and I ran towards them. It wasn't long before we found each other. Angel was full of apologies, that they hadn't been able to find me sooner.

"Ella!" Iggy said, giving me a big hug. "I'm sorry - we were so buisy with Brigid we didn't realize you were really being kidnapped."

"Yeah, by my 'dad'."

"What?"

"The guy who kidnapped me is named Charles. He claimes to be my father." I held up the picture of my parents on their wedding that I showed Charles. Iggy looked at it, or, tried to look at it, with the rest of them. "He kidnapped me and then saved me again from being killed by Brigid."

Angel frowned. "I've heard Dr. M think something about a Charles. Charles Martinez. She gets a lot of emails from him, that include pictures. And one of the pictures showed him now. Think of what he looked like." I focused on Charles's face. "Yep, same guy. He really is your father."

I laughed. "Well, he didn't seem to give a whip about me after he saved my life. I just ran off and he didn't bother to follow me."

So...I've met my real dad?

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me: There will probably be one more chapter after this.

Angel: Aww!

Total: Ella met her real dad! Aww!

Angel: *grabs Total's muzzle*

me: Anyway, REVIEW!