Christian headed over to Vada's cell, and the old X4 that had been guarding it was missing.
He chuckled. The X4 had grown rather attached to Vada, after all, she did have people skills.
"4?" He asked teasingly, knocking on her door.
There was no answer. His brow wrinkled in confusion. "4?"
There was only one thing to do. He kicked down the door.
His heart stopped for a second. There were pieces of the building everywhere, and the old X4 was lying there in a pool of blood. They must have killed him to get to Vada--- The X4 was always suspicious of the X7s, especially when it came to his ward.
The opposite wall had been kicked through, and one of the 'disposable' X7s was lying there, not looking much better than the X4. They must have been waiting on the other side of the wall for her.
They were big enough idiots to leave a perfect exit for him.
And he would leave.
He wasn't going to let her go.
Tristan figured out how to get the chains off and just as he was about to get out of the van, the doors were slammed and the front door was soon shut as well.
"Oh, fuck." Tristan muttered.
The driver slammed on the brakes.
"Someone's back there?" Somebody asked nervously.
Tristan breathed a sigh of relief. It was some naïve kid just trying to hijack a car.
The driver turned around to peek through the barbed wire separating the back from the front seats.
"528?" He asked in surprise.
"510." Tristan growled. "What are you doing?"
"Going to find Vada." Christian replied coolly.
At this, Tristan's face grew even grimmer. "How do you know her?"
Christian looked a bit guilty. "I'm her breeding partner. I'm rather attached to her." And, taking a look at Tristan's rage. "As a friend."
"Oh."
"You want to come up to the front seat? They've taken her back to the original Freak Museum." Christian explained wearily.
"You know, that would be great." Tristan got out of the back and sat in the front. "To Wyoming."
"Explain." Max demanded, turning to face their new passenger and glaring at them.
"Tristan's stupid plan screwed up and White threw us into the back of a van with Vada, and she said that they wouldn't leave the bait at Rawlings and then they took her away and I got out of my chains and figured out her DNA coding and Tristan doesn't want anyone to know because he wants her all to himself." Matt explained quickly, running out of breath.
Alec slammed on the brakes.
"Who are they? Who are her parents?" Alec demanded.
Matt's eyes widened and he swallowed thickly. "You promise not to freak out?"
Max and Alec simultaneously rolled their eyes and then nodded.
"Her father is.. X5-313437512494." Matt said slowly.
Alec's eyes began to fill with tears.
"And her mother?" Max asked breathlessly. "Who is her mother?"
"X5-332960073452." Matt squeaked.
Max's eyes widened, looking at Alec, and then looking back at Matt.
"In other words, X5-494 and X5-452 are her parents. You are her parents." Matt took a deep breath. "But I wouldn't just tell her upon first meeting. We have to get her out of there."
Alec turned around and began to drive again, with a silent command for quiet.
Max slowly turned around, too, and adjusted her seatbelt. Vada was her daughter.