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Chapter 30.

You know those out of body experiences. The ones where you lift out of yourself and float a little bit in the air and then calmly sway back into your body. Your able to see around you, see yourself and those who are in the room with you.

Well, I sort of had one of those moments. Except there was nobody in the room with me and my body was flying all over the place and NOT with the use of my wings. I saw myself as I rose up, like really saw my body and stuff. And let me tell you, I wasn't very pretty laying there. I looked like I could've been dead. For a minute I let my mind wonder around the possibility of me being dead. But that was eased when I saw my chest rise and fall. Hey, breathing equals alive.

I felt calm. An odd calmness, kinda eerie. I wasn't in any pain and I felt…. happy. Almost relieved. Like everything that had been a problem before or a hindrance had ceased. It was almost a Peter Pan feeling, no growing up, no worries.

Then I started moving. Like a damned popped balloon weaving around in chaotic formations. I flew around the room for a bit, it made me a little giddy. Then I shot through the side wall and into the hallway. I spun around down the narrow hallway, even my floaty self was getting a little nauseous. I knew where I was heading before my body slung me there. I stopped abruptly out side Fang's office.

Okay body, what now. Am I supposed to knock? I debated doing just that for a second but then my body, in reply, pushed me through the closed door and I hovered in the air staring down at the three people who just saved my life.

"How long will she be out?" Fang asked. He sat back in his chair glaring at Anne who sat across from him.

"Umm… it depends." She responded. She turned to the other man who was standing over a microscope set up on a green card table in the back corner of the room. "How long, Guy?"

The man turned around looking somewhat flustered. "She will be asleep for however long her body needs to heal. She'll have zones. Enter in and out of consciousness." He paused and swallowed the lump forming in his throat. His huge Adams apple bobbled around.

Fang stared at him and grimaced, "Her body heals fast."

"Yes I know that. Externally she will be fine in about five days. But her internal wounds…. we have no idea at how severe they are." The man coughed out. He looked back at Anne who had her head lowered and turned to continue with his slide.

Some time passed with Fang shooting deathly looks towards the miniscule man and Anne who was still focusing on her folded hands.

A huff escaped Fang and he agitatedly stood up. "She was beat up by some guys…. She had worse. What--."

"It's different." Anne whispered. She looked up at Fang and I thought I saw her eyes brimming with tears. Wow, Anne has a heart, or at least tear ducts.

"How?" Fang demanded through clinched teeth. His fists were balled up and I could feel the tension rolling off him. I would not want to be a physical presence in that room just then.

"I… I should really wait until she's awake and… tell you all then." she spoke. "There are more factors to take into consideration besides her reckless fight." She rubbed her head with her hands, I could see exhaustion hitting her face.

"Other factors… like her pregnancy." Fang mumbled. He was looking out the window still behind his desk. He slowly stretched out his wings, not thinking about it as he did so. I knew when he was in deep thought he unconsciously did this, I got whacked a few times when we were younger during heated games of chess.

"That's part of it….. a big part." Anne leaned her head back against the chair. She closed her eyes and a few tears fell down her cheek.

Odd.

"I never thought it would get this far," Anne slurred. Sleep shadowing her. "I just…. I just wanted to help." Her head was haphazardly shaking back and forth rolling along the chair. More tears were quietly streaming down her face. "Then they had you, all of you. They only needed her…. but they got greedy." She sniffed and wiped her still closed eyes.

Fang's look of confusion and bewilderment was, I'm sure, a reflection of my own. The man named 'Guy' had stopped what he was doing and looking at Anne too. She continued on with her weepy confession.

"I shouldn't have done it…. No, no. I tried to fix it. We both did, you know. But they knew and they fought us." She paused, swallowed, took a deep breath and continued. "Then their damn idea of a copy," she snorted a weak laugh, "Nothing can beat the original, can it." She looked up at Fang who's eyes showed no emotion and who's body was strung so tight it looked about to snap. "But it worked. She did it. We did it." Her tone was almost zombie like, it was freaking me out a little. "We should be punished, I should…. But I swear it was the right thing. At the time at least it seemed so. So beautiful, such a shame. I shouldn't have done it. Two wrongs don't make a right. I shouldn't have done it. At least she wouldn't have been here if I didn't. You all, maybe, but not her."

"Anne…" Fang spoke slowly trying to coax her out of whatever psychotic state she was in.

Anne glanced up at Fang again and smiled softly. "So you see, nothing is as it seems. You make one mistake, even if you thought it was for the best and it can ruin so much."

Yeah, I understood that completely. Story of MY life!

Seeing Anne break down was almost too much for me, I could tell Fang was clueless at what to do, and that poor guy in the corner, yeah, his jaw dropped several feet but he continued with his little science experiment a.k.a. my blood.

Fang was starting to say something but I felt the tug at my middle signaling another round of Frisbee me.

No! Not now, I want to know what she's talking about. I know it's about me. Come on floaty body thingy… just a little longer.

Oh, it so did not listen. It jerked me away from the office and I flew erratically for a few seconds in the hallway before I flew back into Fang's bedroom and plummeted right into my body.

Ouch! Gentle out of body experience my ass. More like a roller coaster on speed.

What was all that she's talking about? Seriously. What is Fang saying to her? I need answers. And I need them now.

My eyes were still closed and my body while I could move it, was dreadfully painful to do so. I heard this humming noise and what sounded like choppy and disgruntle voices. Familiar voices. Trying to whisper and failing miserably. I couldn't help but internally laugh at their banter.

"Is it in yet?"

"Yes I think so."

"Are you sure you know what your doing? Here let me hold it."

"No! Hey, who's the non-blind one here, uh!"

"I could still fly it better than you, I built the stupid thing."

"Yes, now let me fly it…. You know, you could have made it less ugly looking. Like, add colorful wings or something to it."

"What! Are you serious. Yes, because that was my main priority. To make the camera look good. Now don't hit her in the head!"

"Well, if your going to disguise it as a dragonfly it should at least LOOK like a dragonfly! And I'm not going to hit her anywhere so chill out."

"You know what, Gazzy never argues with my ideas!"

"Uh-hu. And you two always end up blowing something up. And I would rather it not be our home! Don't fling that branch at me. It's bad enough you have me sitting in the bushes, I don't need to be manhandled by the shrubbery."

"Psh, that's beside the point. And I'm not hitting you with bush branches. Damn woman! And… and the whole idea of the dragonfly camera is to see if Max is okay and what is less conspicuous? A small bug—,"

"Metallic clunky loud bug."

"Fine, metallic bug or a large oversized bird?"

"Wha—What! Large.. who are you calling large, buddy?"

"Oh geeze, Nudge…"

"I'll have you know that while I may be the tallest girl in my grade I am also one of skinniest, well maybe not the skinniest, but one of the best looking girls when it comes to body shape. I am not a large bird! I have some of the best body proportions out there and if you had any sight at all you would see that…"

"I could care less about your body proportions or whatever--."

"That is sooo not what you said the other ni--."

"Shh, will you keep your voice down, girl!"

I had just about enough of Iggy and Nudges flirtatious rapture. I slowly and painfully stretched out my arms and grunted loudly. Ouch wrist! My eyes were able to open somewhat. The swelling already lessening around my face.

"Hey did you hear that?" Nudge said.

I saw her poke her head up through the window in the corner.

"Nudge?" I murmured.

Busted she bobbed the rest of herself up and I could see she had a controller of some sort in one hand and Ig's shirt collar in her other. He came up beside her. Both looked a little sheepish and apologetic.

I looked up towards the ceiling and saw what appeared to be a metallic cigarette box with wings attached to it. Amazing. I watched it continuously fly up into the ceiling with a small thud and lower a few feet hovering and then shooting back up to the ceiling again.

No wonder Iggy was having issues.

I looked back at the two peepers, "What are you guys doing here?" I asked.

Nudge sighed and climbed through the window, Iggy gracefully following her. "We.. wanted to check on you. You know… see if…" She looked at Ig really quick who was just staring at my voice's general area.

"We wanted to know if you lived." He blurted out.

"Oh, really callous Iggy!" Nudge moaned and swatted at his chest.

"What? We were worried. Really worried. I mean you had Anne come here to help you. Out of all the devious maggots, Fang has to call her!" Iggy shrugged.

I gave a slight smile and tried to push myself up more on the bed. My body protested still achy in most areas.

"Um.. well as you can see I'm alive and kickin. Well, maybe not the kickin part." I winced. "Where are you guys staying at? Is Faith and Angel okay?"

"Yeah, everybody's fine. Gazzy, Angel and Faith are at Jess's." Ig stated.

I let out a moan in response to Jess. I know I should give her a chance but things are still awkward. And I don't trust many people with my baby.

Iggy noticed the noise and threw his hands in the air, "Now I know you don't like her but her place is safe and Anne doesn't know about it and Jess is hell with a gun! So…. it's all cool."

I rolled my eyes and stretched out my arm to swat at Iggy. Wrong idea, my muscles protested and I grunted from the pain.

Nudge, who had remained silent for far too long jumped up with concern.

"Oh, Max. What can we do to help? Anything at all, just ask and we'll do it. Or we'll find someone to do it. I still can't believe you fought all of them. Wow, Max. You're so brave and kinda foolish but that's you." Nudge said softly as she rushed to my side and tried to comfort me, smoothing out the blankets and trying to fluff my pillow with my head still resting on it.

I waved her overzealous hands away, "You want to help Nudge?" I said sleepy. She nodded her head and I paused thinking, "You and Iggy look out for the others. Fang and I, incase you didn't notice have issues to take care of…. I think I've brought more trouble since coming here….. I'm sorry guys."

Ig let out a grunt and rolled his eyes, "Not this again!"

"Max, you're no trouble at all. How can you say that?" Nudge questioned. "You and Faith are our family. Now our family is complete!"

"And our family is going to be two less unless the both of you leave… NOW," Fang was standing in the door way eyeing the two intruders, not happy.

Ig and Nudge jumped back surprised but Iggy crossed his brow and motioned towards me with his hand, "We are not done checking on her yet. We still have some concerns."

Nudge moved more behind Iggy trying to get away from Fang's expression. "Let's not ask right now Igg." She mumbled.

"Ask what?" I piped. I looked at Fang who was staring at me. I could see two other people behind him in the hallway.

"I really think we should leave now," Nudge protested but Iggy stood his ground. Nudge tried to take his hand again but he grabbed her wrists and held her firmly in place.

"No," Iggy whispered. "We have a right to know. They've already invited the enemy into our house I think we deserve to know why." His face was still gazing towards Fang, his blue eyes cool and focused, amazing for a blind boy.

"Iggy, don't. Can't you see this can wait?" Nudge objected. With out turning his head Iggy held a finger to her lips to silence her.

I was getting anxious. "What the hell is the question?" I shouted. My lips cracked and I could taste the blood. Perfect.

"Is she pregnant again?" Ig directed the question to Fang.

Both Fang and I stopped breathing and Fang's eyes widened a fraction. His gazed shifted between me and Ig. Nudge dropped her head into the space between Iggy's wings obviously frustrated.

Silence was followed by my slow breathing out. "How did you find out?"

"I overheard Fang's conversation with Anne last night." Ig said. "It would explain a lot if it were true."

"Well," I started, "It's true. I am pregnant….. again."

Fang closed his eyes for a second and when he opened them I saw emotions floating on the top.

Nudge stole quick glances at me and bit her lip asking, "Was….it, was it in the place you were…. before?"

"Did the compound do it? Before you escaped?" Iggy asked more clearly. He turned his to me and I could see tears in his eyes.

"Yes."

Ig and Fang both let out a hiss of breath and Nudge shook her head slowly in Iggy's back.

"Bastards," Iggy whispered. I could see his wings shake and saw him tense.

Some moments of quiet followed as the secret was finally out in the open. I was pregnant, I was stupid for drinking, I was hurt because of it, and I brought the enemy to our doorstep.

"I think you two should leave now," Fang said calmly. His voice was so smooth I had to watch his lips to make sure it was coming from his mouth. "We need to talk to Anne and we would like it if you were with the others now."

Iggy gave a curt nod and Nudge lifted her face revealing steaks of tears. "We'll call later," she muttered as she led Iggy by the hand to the window.

She gave one more sorrowful look at me and gave a weak smile before she turned and climbed out the window. Iggy just stood for a second, feelings and emotions playing across his face. His over expressive face revealing everything he felt. He finally nodded several times again and went after Nudge.

Fang was looking at me as I looked at the window where they left. He walked across the room and shut it. The dragonfly camera fell to the ground with a crash but I barley noticed. My eyes were only on Fang.

He dragged the rocking chair over to my bed and positioned himself in it. Anne and Guy walked in and they too had two bar stools from the kitchen. They sat them down at the foot of my bed and cautiously sat in them. They looked drained and apprehensive.

"You look better. Less ground beef like." Fang said with a smirk.

I gave one back to him and looked to Anne and the other dude. Fang nodded towards them.

Anne cleared her throat, "There isn't much time. Umm… Guy," she directed her hand towards the man next to her, "he may look familiar to you."

"Yes, he does," I responded. He did but I couldn't figure out where I knew him from.

"Well, he actually worked at the compound… when you were in it." Anne swallowed as I saw Fang become tenser. I reached out my hand and rested it on his arm. Guy looked petrified on the edge of his seat incase he had to run… from Fang. "He, under orders of course, was one of the men that monitored and delivered your children. Under orders now. And he helped you escape, Max."

She started using her hands, "The reason why the compound can't find you is that your transmission signal is no longer transmitting. Your arm, Max. The chip in your arm is no longer working. See, we secretly injected the site of the chip with a silver nitrate solution. The compound had no knowledge of this. Your DNA was able to accept it in your body but the computer chip was not able to function with this… it caused the transmission waves to cease at the surface of the skin. In essence it made you invisible to them. But.. it.. it also caused your blood cells to transmute as well. It's not life threatening to you as your body has already adapted to it, but it is threatening to anything outside of your direct DNA sequence."

She looked from Fang and I expecting us catch on. We looked on, gob smacked. Anne sighed, "One of the medications you were on during your pregnancies was to counteract the side effect it was having on your body. On your baby. The compound did not know we injected you with the silver nitrate. They had no idea, so Guy had to administer extra doses of the blocker so your child would be alright. It was to allow your child to accept your blood. They had to medicate you so as to filter out the mutated blood that went to it. Unfortunately we found out that the blocker also allowed the transmissions to go through. At the time the compound knew you were with them, so they never turned on the transmission device. Don't you see, Max. You haven't had any medication since you've been pregnant. That's why your sick. And your baby is very sick as well."

Fang moved his arm to hold my hand and he squeezed it tight. "Give her the medicine then," he said.

"Yes… go ahead. I don't care if it makes me loopy… a few months of craziness is fine." I replied. This is so unbelievable. I know our whole life is insane but the extremes these people go through to get to me is unfathomable.

"Its not that easy," Anne repeated. She shook her head, "If we give you're the medication for the baby it will allow for the chip to transmit. They will surely now have the transmitter running looking for you. If we give you this medication it will be like turning on a homing beacon telling them where exactly you are."

Fang and I stared at each other for a second. So much information was being given to us, our heads were about to explode. "So, wait, what exactly are you telling me? That I need to choose? I need to choose between my child's life and exposing the flock?"

I looked on in horror as reality set in. Fang squeezed my hand tighter as a tear fell from his eye.