Skylar's POV:

After exiting the tent, Max and I walked over to where everyone was sitting. At least this time, Max didn't have a scowl of contempt every time she glanced at Dylan. Dr. Guntherhagan cleared his throat as we sat down. "I was wondering if you guys could do me a favor," he addressed the Flock.

The Flock shared a wary look of caution. "It's nothing bad," the doctor reassured us. "I was just going to ask if you could teach Dylan how to fly." I almost spit out the water I had been drinking. I choked on the water that remained stuck in my throat. Fang was smothering a laugh as he patted my back. When I was no longer coughing, I turned to Dylan, "You can't fly?!"

"They never taught me," Dylan explained with a shrug. Emotions flickered over Max's face as if she were have an internal debate, with her voice I realized, she might have been. Iggy was watching her carefully as she spoke, "I guess we could teach him how to fly." Dr. Guntherhagan clapped his hands, "Wonderful!"

His enthusiasm revealed a bit of his true motives, to get Max and Dylan to spend time with each other. "Sure, just let the Flock go back to our tents really fast, you know, to figure out how to teach him," Max replied casually. I knew she was lying, but I followed her anyway. Once we were out of view of Dylan and the doctor, Max announced, "We're all leaving, right now."

My eyes widened and Fang turned to me with unease. I stuttered, "But- but we can't leave him." "You might not be able to, but we can," Max retorted coldly. "Max!" Angel jumped to my defense. "He's pretty much the only family she has left. Or at least they think of each other as family." "Not my problem," all emotion seemed to have left Max in the face of one thing, fear.

"Max," Fang said. His eyes were almost pleading, for what I wasn't sure. "No." Her voice was hard and unrelenting. "Stay or leave, up to you, Skylar." My head was spinning. If I stayed with Dylan, I got to do just that, stay with Dylan. But I would also lose the Flock, I would lose Fang. If I left, I would lose Dylan.

"I-I," I didn't know what to do. "I'll… Stay. I'll stay." It was almost as if I could feel my heart shattering in that moment. I looked at Fang, feeling tears gather in my eyes. He looked at me for all of a second before turning away from me. "Fang?" I didn't what I was asking, but I still asked. When he met my gaze, his face was hard and closed off, "What?" "I'm sorry," I whispered, and ran. I ran away, as fast as I could. I needed to get away before the tears and sobs began.

No, you don't get the luxury to cry, I told myself. It was your decision, now live with it. I found myself in Dylan's arms, he held me tightly because he knew what had just happened. Fang hated me, the thought was like poison, and Dylan didn't. Dylan was all I had left.

Max's POV:

Our home was spacious, surrounded by the mountains and trees. Colorado. It was a surprise I had planned before everything got complicated.

Fang hadn't spoken a word to me, he hadn't spoken a word to anyone. It was my fault, I knew that, it was my fault. I felt horrible, I had seen Skylar break. Her face lost all of it's life, she had clenched her jaw to keep from crying, and her eyes held so much sadness I felt it too.

Nudge had cried a few tears, despite her efforts. Angel hadn't revealed any feelings, but by the way I saw Gazzy trying to comfort her, I knew she was more hurt than she let on.

Iggy simply had my back, he never questioned my decision, he never argued it. It wasn't a matter of Skylar for him, it was a matter of me. And I knew without a doubt he would always have my back.

Everyone went wordlessly to their rooms, no one fawning over the home and exclaiming how much they loved it. Because they loved Skylar, I hadn't realized it until then. Only at that moment, it was painfully obvious.

Fang's POV:

I went wordlessly to my room and sat down on the bed. I didn't yell, I didn't weep, I didn't do anything. I had admitted to myself that I had loved Skylar, maybe if I had admitted it to her, she would have stayed. Or maybe she wouldn't have.

I wanted to think of Skylar as a traitor, it would certainly make everything easier. But I couldn't. Sighing, I leaned back against the wall. How did everything happen? How did we manage to save a girl from the School just to have her become part of the Flock? No one became apart of the Flock, except the Flock.

But it had happened, and I had loved her. Now, I just wished that she was there, with me. Only she wasn't. She was in Africa.

Author's Note: Hi guys! Here's another chapter, I hope you liked it. If you have any thoughts or opinions you'd like to share, please leave me a review. Thank you sooo much to PhoenixGriffiths for the great story ideas, I will definitely be using a few of them! XOXO- Skai.