A/N: Hey! Sad chapter coming up. R&R!

The room cleared and we were left in the plain, white room. The flock huddled together. Ivy looked up at me. She had dark circles under her eyes, and looked incredibly beat-up. After all, she was only (possibly) five.

"I want to leave," Ivy said. I looked at her sadly, watching a door open and whitecoats wait there.

"Angel," I said. She snapped her eyes towards me. You could tell she'd been crying. Losing Iggy had shaken us all to the core. Angel, sweetie, now go tell everyone in their minds what I'm about to say.

Okay, she thought back. I took a deep breath. Everyone, attack the whitecoats that take us to our room. Follow me, we're busting out of here. Everyone was smiling or nodding. It was time to leave.

I walked towards the door and everyone followed me. The door to the white room closed behind us. Ivy walked up to the front of the group, and just as we were about to start walking with the two whitecoats, she shoved them, one hand on each.

The two men started jerking horribly and they fell, to the ground. I didn't want to know if they were dead.

"Mo—Dr. Hinters said it wasn't deadly," Ivy said, as she ran after me. I remembered these hallways—one to the left, one to the right, and straight over to the exit.

We sped around corners, and luckily we didn't meet anyone. I'd give us a minute more until all hell broke loose. As I rounded a corner to get to the hallway that ended at the exit, I saw the Director, all by himself, with Avery.

I stopped and so did everyone behind me. "I can shock you. You could lose the use of you arm," Ivy warned. That's my little trooper, ready to maim her friend's dad.

The Director just smiled. He pulled out a remote. "This can shock too. And it's deadly."

"We're not wearing the bracelets, though," Chase said. I looked around. He was right. He couldn't hurt us now. I turned to Avery. She was wearing a little kid dress that showed her ankles. She had a chunky, metal ankle bracelet.

"You wouldn't kill your own daughter," I said.

"You wouldn't either," he answered.

"Avery," Ivy breathed. The little girl in question was in tears.

"I'm sorry Ivy, you were right," she said sadly. She stood up a little straighter. "I'm joining them." Before I could say anything, she'd stepped over to us.

My scream, along with everyone else's echoed in my head. She never made it over. She just tripped and fell, shaking uncontrollably. Fang swooped Avery up, and Ivy put both of her hands flat on the Director's chest, enveloping him in a blue crackle.

We ran past, breaking through, and Nudge willed the door to open. We burst out and I didn't even bother to take the elevator. I yanked open a large window, and we all flew out, Fang still carrying Avery's limp body.

! #$%^&*

"Are you sure?" Ivy asked, her voice rough with emotion. I nodded again. "Maybe you're wrong. Maybe she's asleep!" she cried.

I shook my head sadly. "I'm sorry. There's nothing we can do." Fang had closed Avery's eyes, and we'd had the decency to cover her with a picnic blanket we stole. We were in a nearby park, the Betty Hyatt Community Park.

Hidden in the trees, we were discussing Avery's funeral.

"What would she have wanted?" I asked Chase.

"Something on the water," he answered. He'd been quiet ever since we'd left the hospital. I nodded. I turned to Fang, and for once his face showed emotion.

! #$%^&*

It was night, and we had a box with Avery's body. We were at an empty part of the harbor. It must sound sketchy, us dumping a body, but it was more of a funeral. We'd bought flowers and the inside of the plain wooden box we'd gotten from somebody's trash was covered in lilies and baby's breath.

I gently put the box into the water and gave it a push. The soft waves pulled it away from the harbor very slowly. "Goodbye Avery," I started.

"You lived well. I hope you can finally fly away," I said.

"They'll probably find it," Iggy said.

"And she'll be on Bones, with the fancy lab investigating her," Gazzy added.

"She would've like that," Ivy said, her voice breaking. Angel turned to me, silent the whole time.

"Can we go home?" Angel asked.

"Yeah," I said. I needed to get away. It had been too painful already. I turned to Chase and Ivy.

"Can I come?" Ivy asked. I half-smiled.

"Of course. Chase?" He shrugged.

"I'll follow," he said. I smiled and everyone unfurled their wings. I felt like this was supposed to happen, and we'd only been stalling this whole time. Last time we left, I was pretty sure this wasn't really goodbye.

"Are we ever going to come back?" Chase asked Ivy, the wind ruffling both their feathers.

"Later," Ivy said. "With all the memories… I need time."

"How much?"

"Ten years?"

"We'll be fifteen. Deal," he answered. They shook on it and I flapped my wings, taking off.

A/N: Next one's the last one. THE SUSPENSE!

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