"Wha-Why? How could you do this? How could this happen?" My mother rants.

"I think we all know how..." Iggy mutters under his breath. My mom shoots him a look.

"She's glaring..." Gazzy whispers to Iggy. Iggy just nods and shuts his mouth. I don't know what my mom was thinking! Doing this in front of the WHOLE flock? Including Dylan? He looks so miserable as he sits in the corner of the couch that we all tried to squeeze on to. Just sitting there looking like he's on the cusp of crying...

"You...," my mom starts, faltering. " Adoption." she says briefly.

"HellOOOOO, Are you CRAZY? I give this baby away and Dr. Hans will be after it in no time." I say

"I'm not so sure, Max. I mean Hans want you and DYLAN to mate. Not you and Fang. That's just not the ideal baby." I can feel Fang's temperature rise next to me.

"Racist..." Nudge says under her breath as Iggy giggles.

"Well, I saw this coming." Angel says, crossing her legs awkwardly. Gazzy snorts and gives her a 'bitch please' face.

"I heard this coming." Nudge and Iggy can't contain themselves and burst out in uncontrollable giggles. I blush red and look to Fang to see any hint of color having drained from his face. "Oh-don't look surprised. You two are very, uhm, vocal."

"I'm going for a walk." Fang says, eyes wide, and with that he leaves.

"I'm calling Jeb.' My mom says as she paces the room.

"How 'bout no to that suggestion? This is none of Jeb's business!"

"You sure weren't thinking about your business when you were fanaggling with the gothic-emo freeloader!"

Damn. She is ANGRY. My mom, Valencia, never EVER curses. And she especially doesn't talk about people.

"Fine! Do what you want! It's not like it MY life or anything!" I yell as she storms out to find a phone.

"What are you going to do?" Dylan says, speaking for the first time. We all turn to him.

"I don't know. We can't stay here. As soon as they find this out, its OVER. WE have to run."

"We'll go with you." Gazzy says.

"No. You won't. I don't want to get you guys kidnapped again."

"Are you serious? You realize that this 7 year old sitting next me has killed half man- half wolverine monsters, yes?" Nudge says impatiently.

"Guess so..."

"Max, we will go wherever you want to go. But if we do, we can't tell your mom." Dylan says. Looking down.

"Excuse me? I tell her everything! It will break her heart if I just go!"

"But it'll kill her if we stay." Iggy concludes.

"GAH! Fine! We'll leave tomorrow."

"Can we bring Ella?" Iggy inquires.

"Don't know,Ig. Ella may have wings and all, but mom will go crazy without her."

"She'd be a big help." Angel perks up.

"Agreed." Dylan says.

I look around at my flock. They are dead serious. I don't know how much Fang'll like this idea.

"Alright. Well I'm tired. Lets go to bed." Nudge says wiping her eyes.

"Don't forget to pack your stuff!" I call after them as they retreat to their rooms. Now only Dylan is left.

"Including you, big boy." I say pushing him up the stairs. He stomps along silently. I say goodnight to him as we reach Ella's empty bedroom. I find messenger bag and put her computer and one outfit to wear, and an extra pair of shoes. I then go to my room and do the same. While shuffling stuff off my Vanity mirror is see a note.

Dear Max,

I'm not the daddy of that baby. Not the right one.

Goodbye,

Fang.

"Seriously?" I'm getting real tired of these damn notes.