We all circled in a perfectly tight formation around the hotel that mom and Jeb were staying at. The second that traitor Jeb told us that we will be meeting his brother and his sister-in law, I was out the window faster than he could blink. My flock and Dylan joined me almost right after.

As I thought of a fake name I announced, "Ok guys, circle a few more times and go back to the room, I need time to think." The flock nodded and glided towards the window; everyone except for Dylan, and if he didn't go down to that window in ten seconds he will get a high-speed flying side kick from yours truly.

Max, don't be mad at Dylan because he replaced Fang Voice told me.

Listen, Voice, Dylan did not replace Fang and he never will. I thought back

Don't force against change. It hasn't worked for you.

Yeah, like when? I asked, and as I expected, the voice gave no answer.

"Max?" Said that concerned Dylanly tone he always had.

"What?" I answered. His Dylanly tone was counteracted by my signature bored tone.

"Why don't you give them a try, please, for me? I bet they are nice."

I sighed "For you, no; for the flock, ok. So go down to the room and I will be there in a few."

"Thanks Max" Dylan held his arms out for a hug; I ignored him and flew away. He looked sad but flew to the window anyway.

Before I went down to the room, I took off the ring that Fang gave me and stuffed it into the pocket of my windbreaker. I sighed and dove towards the window only because I could smell the chocolate chip cookies from two hundred feet in the air. Mom really knows how to lure me in.

Within a few seconds I came through the window and announced "Gimme some cookies and no one gets hurt!" For extra 'umpf' I assumed a fighting stance.

Mom interrupted me. "Sweetie, this is Tony and his wife Roxy."

I tried not to seem as embarrassed as I was.

"Nice to meet you" Said tony as he held out his hand.

I ignored it. "Well, since y'all are here why don't we all say our names?"

Dylan wasn't paying attention so he said "Dylan. Wait! Oh! Uh… Dylan."

Angel was lost in her cookie "angel……….a. Angela!" nice save angel. She smiled at me.

Iggy said "Sean"

Of course Gazzy said "Xyavier. Spelled X-Y-A-V-I-E-R"

"Tiffany-Krystal-Daisy-Azalia-Ladybug" guess who said that. I gave Nugde the evil look "But uhhh you can call me Tiffany"

"And you must be Max." Said Roxi. "Short for Maxine?"

"No. It's Max, just Max."

"So. Can we see your wings?" said Roxi.

"Way to be subtle, Bones." Tony told Roxi just above a whisper.

"Wings? We have Cookies." I heard what Tony said but I played dumb. I turned around to check out the flock. Angel had that freaked out look.

What? angel? I thought.

These people are FBI! Angel thought back.

"Ok, everyone up and away on three." I told the flock. "One…" And we were out the window as fast as rockets. Well, almost everyone. Dylan stayed.

"The girl, Roxy." Angel told us. " Her real name is Temperance Brennan, she works in a lab. With dead people! And Tony's real name is Seely Booth. He's with the FBI!"

"Why are they here?" Nudge asked.

"I don't know, but I think that they found a person with wings… dead"

FANG! I thought

Angel heard me and got that freaked out look in her eyes

"We have to turn around!" I commanded. And just like that we all executed a perfect barrel turn and headed back.

In about five minuets we returned.

"Hello Seely. Temperance." I said as I came in.

They looked at me like I did something really awesome, wait, I did. "How—how did you know." Said Temperance. Angel smiled, well, angelically.

"We know things." I replied.

"Well, since that cover lasted all of ten minuets," Seely replied jokingly, "Do you know anyone by the name of Jennifer Hollender?"

"Uhh. No!" That's not Fang. I sighed in relief.

"Well we found a child, about your age, dead. She had… wings." Temperance told us, with emphasis on dead.

"And I have a friend with brown hair, I s'pose you know her too." I replied.

"Max." Seely said calmingly, "Wings are a little different than hair color."

"Could you come back to Washington DC with us. Maybe you'll recognize her if you see her." Temperance offered.

"We would love to." Jeb answered politely.

Ok I will see you in about seven hours. I said and inched towards the window.

"Oh no," Said Jeb, the killjoy, "you will be flying in a plane like the rest of us, Dr. Brennan and Agent Booth reserved a plane for us to take to DC."

"No!"

"Ok then, you can fly, but stay as close to the jet as you can the whole way."

"Whatever."

Two hours later we were soaring high above the clouds we were flying above the jet and every now and then one of us would drop down to the window and say hi. Dylan decided to take the plane; he thought that he was "scared" to fly all the way, chicken. Temperance told me about the Jeffersonian (their lab). She even showed pictures that she took with her cell phone. But no matter how great she says it is, I know what it is, a lab and the second I get a chance I am out of there. There was one thing from getting out now. Brennan said that they had already brought in another child with wings, alive, to question, and his description fit fang's description exactly.