"Max I swear if you ever do something like that again I will never forgive you." Fang whisper-yelled at me as we watched all the kids sleep. Kismet was in a makeshift crib made of a sleeping bag over a large hole in the ground that dipped down enough so she couldn't roll over and was safe.

"I had no choice Fang! What did you want me to do, just continue flying with you with the Erasers gaining on us? That was the only thing I could think of at the time, and for your information it worked perfectly." I snapped back.

"What if it hadn't worked? What would you have done if for some strange reason your super speed didn't work, and they somehow kept up with you?"

I stayed quiet, looking down at my hands. I truthfully didn't know what I would have done, and he was making a good point in bringing it up. I had risked both my and Kismet's freedom by that one getaway.

"If they caught you two… I don't… I would never forgive myself."

I was quiet, feeling ashamed. I hadn't realized that he was so sensitive and protective, but he was, and so I would have to be more careful, for both his and Kismet's sake.

The next morning we were eating out for breakfast, not wanting to have to cook. Kismet had to sit in my lap and the whole gang was eating happily away while I had to suffer with trying to breast feed. I had a blanket over me so nobody could see, but it was still very weird. It was still weird for us, but Angel seemed to have taken a liking for the baby right away.

"Max, can Kismet have a pancake?" she questioned.

"No, Angel, she's too young. She can't chew yet, and she probably wouldn't be able to digest it." I answered as I burped her quietly.

"What does digest mean?" she questioned.

"Um… it's something your stomach does to get rid of food…" I tried to explain, while I myself didn't really know how to. I had never leaned this at school for the short few days that I had been there, so I wasn't sure.

"So her stomach wouldn't be able to get rid of the food?"

"Basically, yeah."

Ever since I had Kismet we've had to stop a lot more so I could feed her or change her diapers, which, by the way, is very unpleasant. It was also quiet annoying to wake five times a night to a screaming baby. Everyone was having a little trouble with that. I tried to reassure them all that it wouldn't last long and that in a few months she wouldn't wake up screaming in the middle of the night as often. They didn't buy it, and Nudge stated that she had read a book about motherhood and newborn babies and said that it takes at least a year before that happens. Nudge and her big mouth.

"I swear Max; I don't think I can stand it anymore. If I wake up to a crying baby one more time I think I'm going to go bonkers." Gazzy exclaimed day.

"She's only a few weeks old, Gazzy, you can't expect her to be perfect after such a short time." I tried to reason with him, but he stuck to his point, but even after more and more months of waking up during the night to a screaming baby he never went bonkers.

My biggest fear when she cried would be that she attracted the attention of a Eraser.

They were everywhere, attacking us from every angle. I was pinned down by about ten Erasers. I tried with desperation as I tried to get up. I could hear Kismet crying. I had to get to her, I just had to. They would take her away from me if I didn't get to her. Suddenly Ari was in my face, his smile malicious and hungry.

"What's wrong Max? Can't find your little chick?" he questioned, his voice icy and teasing.

"What did you do with her." I demanded, feeling my fear and anger rising at the same time.

"Oh, I've done nothing. Jeb has her."

"NO! Give her back! Give her back now!" I screeched as I continued to try and release myself. Another five Erasers had to jump on top of me to keep me in place.

"Why Max, I've never seen you like his." Ari taunted.

"GIVE HER BACK!!!!" I screeched, feeling the tears starting to leak down my cheeks.

"Sorry, no can do. You see, we have a little game we want to play with her." he grinned widely, showing off his sharp teeth.

"You bastard! Give her back! Give me back my daughter!" My face was tear stained, and I was sure my eyes and face was red. My eyes were full of hate.

"Such language." he smirked.

"I swear, if you don't give her back I'll…"

"You'll what?" he cut in.

My eyes narrowed, "I'll kill you again, and this time it won't be for self defense and it wont be an accident." my voice was deadly low.

"I don't believe you're in any position for threats, since I am the one in control."

"I don't give a damn if you're in control! Give me back my child!"

Just then Jeb walked by, Kismet in his arms. She was screaming, and I could tell that scream anywhere. It was the scream that always came from her lips when she woke up at night with a bad dream. The scream that she gave off whenever Erasers were chasing us, almost having us in their clutches. Her tears were streaming down her face and I felt my heart do a flip. Jeb had my baby. He had my little girl in his arms, and he was taking her away from her. This was the worst thing that could ever happen to her. He glanced at me, then down at the little girl in his arms and gave a smile, then walked off, with my little girl. He went into the van, the door shut, and it drove away, taking my baby with it.

I woke up screaming.

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