Liz POV cont.

"Are we going to the garden store?" asked Alexa from the backseat of my car. I had finally gotten Arther to let me go do something out side of the house. "yes sweetie, is there something you wanted?" I asked her, knowing full well that she knew where we were going "Yeah… the fairies stopped coming so I need something knew, a sparkly, Ooh! And it should make dingly sounds too!" Alexa beamed at that last part and I had no choice but to buy her something (apparently the fairies just "love love LOVE" wind chimes)

We walked in the store and saw six kids of all different ages, the oldest was a girl of about 16, she looked a lot like Lucy. They looked sort of bored sort of anxious and a little like they were just standing there waiting for something to happen, a 12-13ish Spanish girl was staring in wonder at some of the more colorful flowers available, a 10 year old was standing by another 16 year old boy whispering to him with a mischievous smile on his face. Yet another sixteen year old boy was standing by the oldest girl and a seven year old girl looking lost. The young girl looked confused and the oldest irritated. Upon further glance the all looked tire and like the had just been in a fight, they were also very badly groomed, as if they hadn't so much as looked in a mirror in weeks. What was up with these kids? They didn't pay much attention to us so I just ignored them then the little blonde girl whispered to the older girl, she then sent me a neck chilling spine drooping death glare for Gawain knows why. Within a millisecond Alexa had grabbed my arm and was pulling me toward them. The oldest girl was still looking at us and her glare soon turned to confusion. I gave up resisting Alexa and just followed her.

Max POV

As the pregnant woman and the little girl started moving towards us I felt fear and nervousness, maybe this was why the voice brought us here (if so then there must be something very special about these people, were they mutants too?) but that was nothing compared to the sudden pang of longing for Fang, it was so overwhelming that I almost doubled over. I felt Dylan's hand on my shoulder and I immediately stood up strait (guess I did double over after all) opening my eyes, I shrugged him off. They were right in front of us now and the woman was looking at me worriedly "I'm fine." oh my god I was definitely NOT fine right now but I wouldn't show it. The two women introduced themselves as Elizibeth, or Liz Penneykettle and Alexa Martindale. Angel nodded at me saying that they were okay then added in our secret language that there was something weird she couldn't quite get to, but there was no evil intent they just wanted to help. "I'm Arial" she then said, Nudge took the hint "And my name is Ashley" "the name's Za- Pete Za" said Gazzy, trying to sound like James Bond. "Bob" Iggy put in. "I'm Max and this is F-N-Dylan" crap, I almost called him Fang, then Nick, wow that was sad. Iggy had to cover his mouth to keep from bursting into laughter. "where are your parents?" asked the red headed woman "our parents are missionaries" I explained, seeing no harm in using my brilliant story. "I'm in charge" Liz looked more worried "do you need a place to stay?" I decieded to say the smart thing this time "yes…" ok fine, we were out of money! Plus there weren't that many Motels in Scrubbly and eventually they'd get suspicius. Liz told us to meet them by her car and then she walked down to the wind chimes.

They came out a couple minutes later with the little girl carrieing a wind chime. There was no way we were going to fit in that little Prius. This seemed to give Liz quite the dilemma. Fortunately I suggested we just drive the Durango we'd rented (at least it wasn't a van) she agreed and told us to just follow her. Iggy got in the drivers seat, me in the passenger and the kids plus Dylan climbed in back. Iggy had somehow gotten his drivers license (Sure, rub it in) so I was navigating. "hang a left, turn right, AHH! YOUR IN THE WEONG LANE NOW!" I yelled as we just about got crushed by a truck going the other way. "WELL THEN WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME TO CHANGE!" "CAUSE I FIGURED YOU'D TURN INTO THE RIGHT ONE!" " WELL I'M KIND OF BLIND!" "STOP SIGN!" Iggy slammed on the breaks causing Nudge to yell "Stop bickering and don't kill us!" a horn honked behind us "GO!" he cussed slamed down the gas and we went all right. "YOUR GOING LIKE TWO HUNDRED THE LIMIT'S 50!" he slowed down until we were going about 45 and I let out a breathe, crap, Liz just turned a corner "TURN NOW! SHARP!" I slammed against the side of the car "LANE CHANGE!" "Please tell me we're gonna be there soon" Gazzy said from behind me looking a little pale "Okay here's the driveway parallel park at 3:00" at least that part went smoothly. "report!" I shouted "Let's do that again!" yelled Gazzy "I'm gonna be sick" was Nudge and Angels reply was, to my great pleasure "Iggy and Max are even worse than just Max" "How about lets Not do that again" Dylan mumbled from the way back. Another reason to miss Fang, he could actually drive.

We got out of the car and found a very confused looking Liz standing in the driveway staring at us, she was apparently speechless because she didn't say anything about our driving, just composed herself and led us inside with Alexa.

Fang POV the night before

I stood on a dimly lit street corner in Scrubly Massachusetts, leaned up against a lamp post near a small herb shop called The healing Touch. I'd gone in there earlier today to get treatment for a huge gash on my leg that was, well, not pretty. Anyway there I was waiting for the one guy who could help me find Max, and possibly save her life

Recently I had received word from a reliable source (more on that later, maybe) that she was in danger, and when I say danger I don't mean a few M-geeks, or Itex coming back , I mean something bigger than robots and crazed scientists, maybe something even bigger than this world. So you see, I had to find her.

"your late" I muttered to the man who had just come up behind me, he looked at his pocket watch (seriously? Who has a pocket watch?) "sorry" I cleared my throat "have you found her?" I couldn't keep the steel and desperation out of my voice. "she obviously doesn't want to be found" he replied calmly and I snapped "This isn't a CSI investigation! Use your mental power voodoo or whatever you've got go'in on!" "I did" he replied simply "but I couldn't get anything in particular, how ever I managed to find some clues in her thought pattern that suggest there is a chance her and her family are hear, in the motel" great, just great now there was no avoiding her, crap, I'd better go reserve a nice hospital gurney.

A/N Cliffy! Sorry bout the update I have so much free being bored time im going crazy so I'll do more writing and try to update on Tuesdays anyway…

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