Next Chapter :) I'm on a roll right now! Yeah, it's short, but it's a filler really so whatever...

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Max POV

Feeling a little queasy I open my eyes, not exactly sure what's going on. I lift my head up and pull myself into a sitting position. What is going on? I thought hazily, glancing around.

I was on the couch in my mom's living room. Fang was asleep on the other end of the couch, breathing steadily. A memory flashed through my head and my breath caught. Some people just walked in here and knocked me and the rest of my flock out. Forcing my muscles to move, I stood up stiffly, feeling as if I had been hit by a dumptruck- no, a horde of dumptrucks. I knelt down by Fang.

"Fang." I whispered, shaking his shoulder. He blinked a couple times before his eyes focused on my face. "Get up, we have to find the flock."

Fang sat up easily. "What's going on?" He muttered, mostly to himself.

A face slithered through my mind and I felt as if I knew who it was - It's on the tip of my tongue.

"Oh look! Ya'll are up!" I hear Nudge call. I stand and whirl around to see a happy Nudge skipping in from the kitchen. I give her a bewildered look. Her smiles slips some as she takes in my expression.

"Max? What's wrong?" She asks, taking a bite of a cookie that I just noticed she's holding. I'm baffled. Does she not remember the 4 people, the girl with the gun, all of us getting knocked out. What kind of hallaution am I in now?

"It's okay Max! Mel must have blasted you and Fang from a closer spot than the rest of us." Angel said, walking calmly toward me from the kitchen as well.

I blinked. "Wha..What the hell are you talking about?" I blurted out, even though the name Mel brought a mental picture of the strawberry blonde gun girl to mind.

"She's talking about Melanie's terrible aim." A new voice called as the rest of the flock and four other teenagers entered the room. I felt a hand touch the small of my back and I jumped involuntarily. I whipped my head around but it was just Fang. I scowled at him and looked at the 4 teens.

One was a tall black haired, dark eyed boy, looking awfully a lot like Fang. The other boy was a dirty blonde, with a smile pasted on his fair skinnned face. The strawberry blonde girl was in the back of the group and waved when she noticed me looking at her. But it was the dark haired girl that had just spoken that caught my attention. Suddenly everything cleared up and a rush of memories cycled through my brain at once.

"Alexa?" I said quietly. She smirked.

"Nice to see you remember Mom, but I prefer Alex. I guess Mel's aim isn't as bad as I thought." She mused, cocking her jean clad hip. Mel scoffed.

"I could have told you that." She pointed out. Alex just rolled her eyes.

I sat down hard on the couch as the flock asked some of the 'future flock' the basic 'how's it going, whatcha been up too' questions. A smile found it's way on my face when Alex and Ash said that their baby brother Reece (who Fang and I donated blood to so he would live when we "visited" the future) was doing fine. He apparently had been taking some special vitamins and was almost 6 months along growth wise, even though he was only about a month old age wise. Kinda creepy. A thought came to me then though.

"Wait, wait a minute! I thought after that whole 'future' trip thing we were suppose to forget all about you guys...you know, to keep things from getting screwed up." I interrupted.

"You did, we restored your memory." The blonde guy, Blade my memory supplied, said.

"Why did you do that?" Fang asked. He squeezed my hand and but I barely noticed. I was anxious to know why our future kids just decided to pop in for another visit.

Blade looked at his sister sheepishly and Alex sighed. "We need your help." she said firmly.

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