This chapter will be kinda short….sorry. And I also failed to mention that the characters will be mostly like themselves…..only a little OOC. Fang's dying people! It's bound to happen! But anyways, here is chapter five . \m/ \./ \m/ rock on!

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We took a plane to Virginia, which was where this house and school were at. Again, I was being flown to my destination. In an oversized sardine can.

As we landed, Jeb cleared his throat, gaining everyone's attention.

"I'm going to stay here on the plane, but you guys are going to fly." He said mysteriously.

"Fly where?" I demanded. The Jebster locked his gaze on me.

"A considerably large island that's about 10 miles off the coast. You'll know it when you see it. I'm going to clear some things up, but I'll give you directions to the house."

My eyebrows shot up. But I figured that we were already in this mess, so why not?

It'll be good for you guys. Especially Fang. A nice rest is just what you need. The Voice. Of course. At least it wasn't spewing fortune cookie crap.

"You heard the man." I said to the flock as we exited the plane.

Jeb handed me a piece of paper. I looked it over, handed it to Fang, and then he handed it back to Jeb.

"Thanks. We'll see you there, I guess." I said and launched myself into the air.

I felt the wind collect under my wings as I snapped them out, buoying me up into the bright blue sky.

I loved flying. I was made to fly, couldn't imagine what life would be like without my wings. I was supposed to be in the air. My body was adapted, right down to the red blood cells.

Only about twenty or so minutes later, we saw the island, and the bridge that connected it to the mainland.

Fang and I swooped towards one corner of it unison, knowing exactly how to get there. I looked over and smiled at him. He smiled back and I faltered for a split second, dipping about a foot. His smile grew. I scowled.

"That wasn't funny." I mumbled.

"Yes, it was." He said, swerving out of kicking range.

I huffed and glared straight ahead. I heard him chuckle softly once from behind me and I rolled my eyes.

Three or so minutes later, we saw it.

A huge house tucked into the forest, completely concealed from everywhere but the air.

Actually, I didn't see it until we were really close. I mean really close. Even with my raptor vision.

Huh. Jeb had picked well.

"Thirty-five degrees right, Ig, then down at about three o'clock." I said, and saw Iggy nod.

We aimed downward and landed poetically. Well, all of us except Total, who still wasn't very good at his landings.

I have to admit, that house was dang cute.

The side we were facing was glass and faced the east. Which was the ocean. We were on a beach.

"OMG! This place is soooo cute!" Nudge crowed. We went to the west side, to the front door and walked inside.

"Cool!" Gazzy crowed, seeing the complete TV and surround sound system. There were loads of DVDs. I even saw an Xbox or something. I didn't really care.

"What. Does. It. Look. Like?" Iggy demanded. Fang described it to him in a low murmur.

I was too busy looking around the house, trying to familiarize it, memorize the exits. Call me paranoid, if you will.

But then I stopped and took time to appreciate it. The couch and recliners in front of the TV were beige. The carpet was a light caramel color. To the right of the front door were some stairs.

I walked straight out of the living room to the glass wall, which had another room in front of it. A game room.

I saw an air hockey able, a pool table, two foosball tables, ping pong, another Xbox, a Playstation 2, and a pinball machine.

Right in front of the table was a deep mahogany coffee table, exactly like the one in the front room, and a brown leather couch. A really big and comfy looking couch. I knew that in the morning, I could come down here, sit on the couch, and watch the sun rise above the horizon. Right now, in the middle of the now cloudy day, I could see the beach, and the waves crashing onto shore.

I turned to the right and saw a huge kitchen with stainless steel appliances.

I turned around and headed for the stairs. I went up them slowly and realized that there was a bathroom under them. Huh. A secluded bathroom under the stairs. I turned around to look back to the east windows and saw that another bathroom was on its left.

I saw Nudge, then Angel, rush past the stairs.

Looking up, I saw an enormous skylight, with an even larger chandelier hanging from it, the outside light throwing multicolored prisms onto the wall just below the skylight. I went up the rest of the stairs, the skylight making me feel more reassured.

I realized that everyone had their own separate room.

Angel had a pink room that was princess themed, and looked out over the forest, which was full of pretty birds and flowers and trees.

Nudge's room was a bright teal color with black and white themed everything.

Iggy's room looked perfect for him-it was beige, with a pale blue comforter on the bed and a sky blue bathroom. It even had a beige couch in one corner, with a TV in front of it.

Gazzy's room was cowboy and train themed, which was absolutely perfect for an eight year old.

"Max! Look at this!" Gazzy cried, holding up some Hot Wheels.

I grinned.

He smiled brightly back and ran to show Iggy.

Iggy had his own bathroom, as well as Nudge, and there was one right at the top of the stairs, plus the two downstairs.

Last was Fang's room, the next to last room on the second story of our new house.

My heart thumped as I pushed open the door.

He looked away from the window, startled. And then he gave a soft smile that could stop the universe, just so it could enjoy the smile while it lasted.

I pulled my gaze away with difficulty and surveyed the room.

It had beautiful dark blue walls with a matching comforter and a black couch by the gigantic window, which was on the left side of the room, facing both the forest and ocean. One side of the window had a white window seat.

"It suits you." I managed after a few minutes.

Fang moved over to me.

"Have you seen your room yet?" he whispered, his face inches from mine.

"No." I whispered back. I realized that everyone's room was absolutely perfect for them. I really wanted to see my room now.

I turned, grabbing Fang's hand, and moved to the end of the hallway, facing the only door I hadn't opened.

I reached out and grabbed the doorknob, and twisted it slowly.

I gasped.

It was beautiful, and perfect, and so completely mine.

The wall I was looking at was glass, like most of the house.

But it had the best view of the beach. The bed was really, really big, with a light green comforter and green and purple pillows of every shade.

In front of the bed was a flat screen TV on top of a dresser, with a neat row of DVDs beside it.

On one side of the bed was a little whit bedside table with a blue crystal lamp, with a shiny blue lampshade.

The window was one big, cushy window seat with black pillows here and there.

Nothing seemed to match perfectly, but yet everything did.

I noticed a bathroom that was lavender and beach themed. And a huge closet. That was completely chock full of clothes.

"Told you so." Fang murmured in my ear.

"I love it!" I gasped.

But then I heard a car approaching and froze. Fang froze behind me.

"Car!" I said just loud enough for the rest of the flock to hear me.

All of them rushed out into the hall, already shifting into battle mode.

I ran silently to the bathroom at the other end of the hall.

I used one finger to move the curtain away from the window and peered out of it.

"Never mind!" I called. "It's just Jeb!"

Fang sighed next to me.

"Are you okay?" I breathed, so only he could hear me. He nodded weakly.

"I'm just…not feeling good." My heart tightened and tears formed in my eyes.

"Fang…." I whispered softly.

"Stop it. Don't worry about me. I'm fine." He commanded, his voice like steel.

I looked down at my feet.

"I just wish…" I looked into his impassive face.

"Don't." He said through his teeth.

I closed my eyes and turned my head away.

I felt his strong, wiry arms wrap around me. I buried my face into his chest and fought the tears, hearing him sigh.

"Don't leave me. You promised you'd never leave again." I said in a small and helpless voice.

"I know. I'll fix this. I'm sorry." In seven words, Fang had spoken everything he'd needed to. All of his emotions were hidden in those words. He tilted my chin up and kissed me gently.

"I'll fix it, I promise." He whispered.

Just then, I heard someone calling my name.

"Max?" The familiar voice was coming up the stairs.

"Mom?" I called, flying out of the bathroom.

"Max!"

Yes, it was my mom, Dr. Valencia Martinez.

"What are you doing here?" I asked her, immediately getting a hug.

"I'm staying in the guest room next to Jeb's downstairs for a couple of days. To help you guys get settled. Have you seen your rooms yet?" I nodded in answer to her question.

Just then, everything seemed to be okay, at least for the moment.

We had an awesome new house, and my flock was safe and happy, and fro a second, it didn't seem like Fang was dying.

I heard a gasp, and Angel came rushing out of her room.

"He's what?" she demanded.

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Oooooohhh, cliffy! Ad I know I said this chapter would be short but I changed my mind! And the island they're on doesn't exist by the way. Review please!!!!!!