Chapter 6

Fang starred at the hotels computer screen.

And then he begun to type.

I have no doubt, that you, of all people will find a way to bring me back from the dead.

I did what I had to to keep you and the others safe.

I don't want you dead because of me.

Please...just trust me? I'm doing this for the world, for the flock, For you. For us. I'm doing this for twenty years time, when you can kick my butt like you loath me. And then I'll tell you I love you.

F.

It seemed a while before there was a reply. Almost like she was fighting with herself. Knowing Max, she probably was.

You have no idea the effects of what you leaving have done.

I may not be able to hate you, but everyday the pain is a reminder of why i'm living.

Sometimes you have to feel pain. Its how you know your alive.

He didn't reply. Instead he walked away from the computer, wishing it was still the same.

But things change.

Staring out the window, it never occurred to him that he was staying in the same hotel as Max.

***

"Up!" I called, having just come out the shower again, "Move it!"

There was grumbling as the flock woke and starting the process of being awake.

"We're going to the institute- Dr G-H was somehow connected with it, the school was...it seems like a big part of whatever new hell we're got ourselves into" Angel nodded-looking as if she would have said the same thing. One time, not so long ago, she was my little girl...now, well, now was a different story.

As I went to check out and pay, on the way back in the room, I froze. On the other side of the room, four figures were staring at me. And the fifth was turned toward the door, exiting. The figure was tall, with black hair, a windbreaker on.

I knew that figure, that walk "Fang" I whispered, despite myself then yelled, "Fang!" He didn't turn, but he stopped. Suddenly the other four kids were around him, following him out the door.

I had to make a decision, my flock, or Fang.

I had like two seconds.

Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath, and calmed myself.

Turning, I went up the stairs, and to my flock.

Fang was right-his leaving was for the best, for the flock.

Still, it didn't make it any easier to turn away.