AN: I'm kind of upset. According to my traffic stats, at least thirty-eight people read chapter three and I didn't even get four reviews :(. But I did say I'd deal with two and I got two. Those two reviewers, aka Guest (whoo, guests!) and FreeToRun deserve Dr. M's cookies and a huge round of applause so give it up for them! *vigorous applause are given from my many OCs, all the Maximum Ride characters, myself, and hopefully you guys too.* So, on to the chapter!

When Nudge woke up, the first thing she felt was a throbbing pain in her head. Somewhere in her head. She couldn't pinpoint it exactly. She was numb besides the pain. The second thing she noticed was the pain in her leg. Then her back. Finally, she realized she was wearing what looked like a really long potato sack. She was completely naked underneath.

"Ugh..." she moaned.

"Shhhh!" she heard someone whisper. "If you get too loud, girl, my father will come down here, and you don't want that."

The voice was feminine and definitely southern. Nudge did her best to go into fighting mode, but was barely able to make herself raise an inch off the ground. She didn't get that far anyway. She felt a gentle hand push her back down.

"My father pumped you full 'a whiskey to keep ya quiet an' immobile," the girl whispered. "So there's no use strugglin'."

"Who are you?" Nudge choked out. "Where am I?"

"Mah name is Eveline," the girl, Eveline, smiled sweetly at her. "As to where you are, you're at Richmond, Virginia. You sound like a northerner. How'd come all the way down to the slave states, hun?" Eveline looked concerned.

Against Nudge's wishes, she teared up, "I don't know."

"Whatd'ya mean?" Eveline tilted her head slightly, looking confused.

"I don't even know what year it is, let alone know what I'm doing here!" Nudge, using almost all her strength, threw her hands up, frustrated.

"Shh, shh, quiet down. I alreadah told ya' my father won't like it if ya make too much noise."

"Whose your dad?" Nudge inquired curiously.

"He's the owner of this here plantation. The year is 1862 and you are one of my father's slaves." Eveline explained.

"Slaves!?"

"Girl, if I have to tell you quiet down one more time I'm gonna have ta knock you out again, you hear me?" Eveline disciplined her sternly.

Nudge looked down.

"Now explain to me," Eveline continued, "How "you don't know" how you got here?"

"One minute I was in my bed with my family, and the next I was here. I don't know how I got here." Nudge told her earnestly.

"Hmm..." Eveline said to herself, "I don't really understand. I mean, I don't see why any southerners would kidnap northerners for slaves, especially mah father, he's got plenty." She trailed off into thought.

Nudge tried to stand up. She rose to her feet but fell forward.

"Careful!" Eveline exclaimed. "Didn't I tell you it was useless strugglin?"

"I'm fine," Nudge insisted. "Just need to catch my balance, that's all."

Eveline hesitantly pulled back, ready to catch her at a moments notice.

"That numb feeling's going away now," Nudge observed. Eveline flinched like something hit her, then looked nervous. Nudge wondered why, but didn't question it.

Starting forward, the numb feeling slowly webbed away from Nudge. "Why am I not catching my balance by now?" She thought angrily.

Then, when the numb feeling was all gone, she realized just why.

"No. Oh no!" Nudge went into hysterics. "No. No no no no NO!" Nudge fell backwards, her body slamming against the wall feeling like a ton of bricks.

Feeling around frantically, Nudge yelled, "My wings! The‐, they‐, they're gone!"

AN: Didn't expect that, did ya? To be honest, neither did I, until I started the chapter. So, if you predicted that would happen you were wrong until about an hour ago. So mer. I want four reviews for this chapter because seriously. You guys just hurt my feelings with that. See you next chapter.