Sorry I forgot a disclaimer last time! I don't own James Patterson or anything related to maximum ride (sadly)
Fang POV
Oh crap. Jeb. He was not the person I wanted to see here now. I just wanted to be out, free, flying. I thought desperately at Angel, telling her to make him forget, to let us pass. It would never work. I remained impassive, showing no emotion. Angel was concentrating, and the new one, Golden, seemed to be too.
"Up and away?" Max whispered soundlessly. I nodded imperceptibly, as did the rest of the flock. I unfurled my glossy black wings and we hurled ourselves at full force at the white ceiling. I could only hope that Golden had gotten the hint. Usually we could break through the ceiling, so I was pretty confident we could get out. My confidence was in vain, though. I crashed up against a pure stone ceiling. Jeb smirked down at me.
"I suppose there's no escaping now," he said coolly.
Just then I noticed Iggy toss something up at the ceiling. He donned his famous innocent expression.
"DUCK!" he shouted. I did. If he tells you to duck, you duck. Unless, of course, you want to get blown up. I didn't. We all moved under various pieces of furniture; lab tables, etcetera. All of a sudden a huge hole was blown in the ceiling.
"Up and away!" Max shouted. We all unfurled our wings and flew out of the hole. We were free, at least for now.