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Dylan hung about in the hotel foyer, claiming he was meeting someone, Maya who was still a little shaky, although wouldn't admit it hung back, concealed in some decorative plants just incase this was a trick, or a planned attack. Jeb waltzed in casually looking around, he looked a little out of the ordinary to Dylan, he's not used to seeing him out of a white coat. He wheeled two large suitcases.
"Son!" He said and went to hug Dylan, he knew it was staged so it didn't look odd that an old guy was talking to a teen, but Dylan couldn't even bring himself to fake hug the guy. Jeb hugged him anyway and got eerily close to his ear. "Dylan, play along, I've got us a room, which I have paid for, it for five days so your free to spend some time in it...we will talk there." He pulled away. "Where's Julie?" Dylan scrunched his eyebrows, then realised his coverup. Dylan motioned for Maya to join them. Jeb winked at Dylan then proceeded to the front desk, a mahogany set up with a computer monitor full with split screens of various cameras from the complex. Jeb scanned then before checking in. Dylan stayed back with Maya and they shared a look, a look of uncomfortableness, with the whole situation, though they were going to have to stick this out.

They were now in the room, Dylan and Maya stayed together with the fear of what might happen or what might be said. Maya even held Dylan's hand, she was scared, not of death, but what she was going to learn and she didn't like it. Dylan was the same though felt the need to stay strong in front of Maya.
"I didn't think you were going to show up..." Jeb wheeled his suitcases close to him, for there size he didn't struggle pulling them, Dylan wandered what he had in there. Needles? Poison? A heck load of money? "I have to admit I'm surprised but then again you took precaution, hiding Maya, I see Max taught you well, I guess you even feel hostile against me, I don't blame you, I would... The things I have done are nothing to be glad about"
"Jeb just get to the point..." Dylan said, he had heard enough he just wanted him to go, he could feel the tension, maybe it was Maya's hand gripping tight, maybe it was the look on Jeb's face.
"Where is Max?"
"I don't know, I haven't seen her in weeks..." Dylan said.
"But you helped bust her out?"
"Yes, but she took off..."
"Fang?" Dylan contemplated telling Jeb that Fang and Max were together and with Flick and Sam.
"I don't know...I- we just broke out ourselves..."
"Where?" He asked, everything he said was a question, Maya wasn't happy with this one bit.
"Not far from he we flew, I didn't stop to look at the 'welcome to...' sign."
"Dylan, I'm just trying to find Max okay, it's vitally important, she needs to know a few things and if she's with Fang the better. I have to warn them..."
"They know about their powers okay..." Dylan almost kicked himself, in fact so did Maya. How could he have been so stupid.
"I expected they were together, they're inseparable, Fang would do anything to be with her" Dylan felt like punching someone, he wanted to be the one that was known as 'the one who would do anything to be with her' and for the record he would if she wanted to know him. "Now you being her perfect other half, means that Maya, she's your perfect other half"
"One, I'm in the room and two, Three half's make one and one half...how does that work?" Maya quipped and she had a point. He gave her a look of stone.
"So Maya is my perfect other half too?" Dylan said for clarification.
"Yes, now can you tell me where Max is?" Jeb was getting impatient.
"I don't know..." Dylan repeated, Jeb threw himself forward pinning Dylan against the wall. Maya reacted quickly trying to get between them. Jeb pressed on Dylan's neck, closing his windpipe. He gasp. Maya using Dylan as a lever, pushed Jeb away standing between them.
"He's telling the truth you idiot...if it wasn't for you Ari wouldn't be dead!" It slipped out of her. Jeb immediately stepped back.
"I, I..." Jeb began. Maya obviously cared for Ari, Dylan could tell. "I'm sorry, and you're right, it was all my fault, but I can't bring him back"
"You brought him back before..."
"It was different Max" Maya had to restrain herself from punching the living crap out of him. Dylan touched her arm in caution. "Maya...I'm sorry..."
"What else can you tell us?"
"Maya's went under some pretty extensive surgery, just like Fang and Flick, Flick got the worst of it"
"Why?" Dylan sounded.
"They're trying to take away your mutations because they are a threat to them...I'm not anything to do with them, I swear... I merely act as a spy, a worm if you like for various contacts I have, they aren't to be trusted no one is..."
"I don't have any mutations..." Maya protested.
"Not that you knew of, some are minor others noticeable...don't worry they can't actually take a mutation it's ground hard onto your DNA, trust me, I put it there"
"Why didn't you tell them that?" Dylan said.
"I did, but no, there had to be something else...ever since the she dog took over, I was pushed aside and rendered useless, they ask me question every now and then but apparently I'm too attached" Maya agreed with him there, she wanted him out of here so she could talk to Dylan, she needed too. "There's not much more I can tell you, only that I need to find Max..."
"I told you I don't know where she is..."
"We'll if you do meet up, let her know, I know she won't listen to you, I know she won't believe it but just going on a whim, sliver of hope of you will, please..."
"I'll try..." Dylan said, watching Jeb exit the room leaving the cases behind.

When they were sure he was gone, both took each other in there arms. For a moment they stayed like that, Maya wanting to feel less hyped, less anxious and less infuriated by it all... Dylan just wanted comfort.

"Thank you." They both said to each other at the same time. "For what?" They said again. Then laughed. "You go first..." Dylan said.

"Thank you for saving me, getting me out of that place..." She dug her hand through her hair, trying to hold back...tears?
"Thank you for saving my life, he could have killed me..."
"I guess we're even then..."
"I guess we are" Dylan smiled and Maya pulled away making it to the bathroom before she burst into tears. Dylan stepped outside the door. Tapping on it lightly. "Maya it's okay..." He said. She looked up at the ceiling wandering why the heck she was so weak to even think about crying let alone actually crying. "Maya please let me in..." Dylan pleaded. He wanted to comfort her more then anything, she needed it, and he started to realise that the hard exterior of hers was a massive cover up of an emotionally stressed person, who just needed someone to talk to, even though she didn't know it yet. "Maya?" Dylan tried. Maya threw her head back, contemplating whether to let him in, physically and mentally. Was she ready to share all her cooped up emotions. She got up, frustrated with herself and put her ear against the door, just to hear him breathing the other side. Then lightly balancing her forehead on the frame. "Maya, I hate seeing you like this..." She hated seeing her like this too. Her weakness was her uncontrollable emotions, which always got the better of her when she needed them less, the most. She reluctantly opened the door. Dylan in that split second was surprised, and had a brief panic that he didn't know what to do. Then he joined her in the bathroom, sitting up against the bath stroke shower and patting the pace next to him, she rolled her eyes in fakery and sat next to him. He put his arm around her shoulda unsure how she would react. Though she didn't like it, she thought that it felt pretty good just to have someone. "What's going on?"
"Oh just the end of the world...no biggie" she said, shrugging it off.
"Maya you don't have to build a barrier, I'm not going to leave you..."
"Build a barrier, dude you should be a psych"
"Maya, what is it?"
"Stuff I guess..." She wiped away her tears with the back of her hand.
"Ari?" He tested.
"I grew up with him, learnt from him, then he took him away just like that..." So it was Ari's death which caused her so much pain.
"I didn't know Ari..."
"You wouldn't Max hated him, he tried to kill Fang or something I'm not sure but she hates him, she attended his funeral though, and I...I just hid away, never got to say goodbye" she confide, choking through he words like she'd been gassed.
"I'm sorry..." Dylan tried.
"Don't be, not your fault..." Then what she held back from him, just released. Dylan pulled her against him. Feeling her tears on his shoulder. He rubbed her back, between her wings, she clung onto his neck as though she wasn't letting go, and she wasn't planning on either. All these feeling she had were uncontrollable, it made her feel weak and vulnerable, though she felt much safer with Dylan, then she had been with anyone else.
"It's okay..."
"Is it?" Maya questioned. "People keep die around me...I don't want anyone I care about to die any more, I just bring death with me wherever I go" so that's what it was about, fear. The fear that she was getting close to Dylan and she didn't want them to rip him away from her. Dylan knew it too, he couldn't have watched Maya die anymore then he couldn't see Max dying. Dylan was so confused between the two polar opposite girls who shared 100% of the same DNA. Maya was oddly open to him, unlike Max and although he hated the fact he was comparing them, Maya was becoming his favourite, she actually wanted or needed him. He liked the fact he could help someone, to which he was beginning to like a bit more then just friends. Dylan stroked her cropped hair out of her face and she shimmed closer into his neck and wrapping her arms around him. He supported her back, like a pillar to a bridge and stayed in that position rubbing her back now and then till she stopped crying and began to feel at ease.

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