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Chapter 17 – Max and Fang

'Complete shutdown, twenty four hour surveillance'

I thought they were lying when they said those six words...

I was wrong.

It's been five days since my argument with Dylan, the argument which lead to that deadly promise. Shuddering, I pulled the babies closer to me, guilt finally invading my mind. To be fair, Dylan did have a point. He could've handed me over to the white coats here, he could've blackmailed me with my children, but he didn't. Even though I knew nothing about him, he took pretty good care of me while I was here. But now I fucked up. I pissed off the one person here who wouldn't screw me over, and I drove him away. I should've gone after him when he walked away. Heck, maybe if I said everything differently he wouldn't have walked away in the first place. He could've helped me get out of here... but that's unlikely.

Now, he's the very person who's going to hunt down my Flock. He's going to kill them, and bring Fang here to kill him in front of me. He's abandoned me and left me at the mercy of these people, who I don't trust and who will probably kill me the minute I try to escape. Then they'll take my children, and do only God knows what to them... I bit my lip hard to stop the sudden water in my eyes, as I played out every bad thing he could do to them. What if he interrogated the Flock and got information on HQ? Would he take his lackeys over there too? My family is there! The tears finally began to roll down my face as I sunk further beneath my blanket, because I was such a quick tempered loud mouth I've put everyone I hold dear in terrible danger...

And I can't do a damn thing a bout it...

"Jeez..." I was barely able to breathe out the word with my tongue intact, since my whole body was trembling with my sobs. I was useless, the minute I got back to America I screwed up so badly.

Maybe it really would've been better if I never came...

"Ma...ma..." My eyes snapped open as I felt a small hand press against each cheek. The two babies in my arms were staring up at me, both repeating the word.

"Mama... mama..." A smile broke out on my face as I squeezed them against me in joy.

I'm such an idiot, why the hell am I feeling so sorry for myself? I have two children here – my children – who need my protection. I also have a family outside of this place which I need to protect; I don't have time to feel sorry for myself! I need to make a plan and get out of here for my children's sake.

"Don't worry you two... mama will get you out of here." I gently placed them in the cot and grabbed one of the baby wipes to clean my tear streaked face.

Okay... so how am I going to do this? Well, they really weren't lying about twenty four hour surveillance, I know for a fact that there's guards outside my door – two men, who always flirt with the women who brings me food – and they're also men below outside the windows. The only chance I have to escape is the moment where the door is unlocked when my meals are brought to me, since this happens at regular intervals each day. I could surprise them, and make a run for it. However I now have to take into account that wherever I go, I'm literally carrying two three week old babies with me, meaning I have to avoid fighting as much as possible. As well as this, I've only confirmed that there are two men outside my door, but I don't know if there're more in the hallway, if they work and shifts, and how powerful they are. If I do fight them, I'd have to leave my children in the room before we could move on safely, and if that is done the men outside my window could simply break in and take the children as hostages, forcing me to give up. And, if all this wasn't enough, I'm completely unaware of any hidden cameras in this room. I'm assuming that there are at least a few, but if there are I don't want to make it obvious that I'm looking for them. The safest place I can think of right now is the bathroom, as people don't have a tendency to put cameras in a bathroom unless they're pervs... But even then I can't be too sure that they wouldn't have (especially considering they bought me for $50 billion).

Aw... my brain hurts.

-Fang's POV-

"Hey Fang! Hurry it up man!"

"Yeah... coming!" I called back, as I trudged through the snow towards them. I had the strangest feeling that we were being watched, or followed, or something. Ever since I saw what those invisible things did back in the sewers... let's just say I've been a bit more on guard. I'd stopped to look behind me, but all I saw was the thick blanket of snow covering the Russian landscape. We were now in Russia, trekking up a mountainside on foot as the snowfall was way too thick for us to fly threw. We'd stopped on the mountain tops earlier to rest, but Iggy spotted a house a few mountains over – his eyesight was so good now it's almost scary. We'd made the decision to come over and check it out, but it was then that the weather got worse. We've been walking through snow for almost three hours now, and the temperatures up hear are well below freezing; but it's too late for us to turn back now, so we just have to keep going.

"Angel, are you okay with transforming into animals yet?" She nodded as we trudged on, swiping snow from my goggles I continued, "I know that snowy owls are common things far north, do you think you can fly up there and check out the house? At the rate we're going we won't make it there for another couple of hours, and if this is a pointless trip then it's wasting time" Sighing, she began to had over her bags,

"You're buying us Thai after this Fang" grinning at her, I accepted her bags.

"Sure. This may be a lot, but if you can, when you get to the house try to use that you mind-vision thing so we can see what's happening as well. We'll keep moving and settle in that cave up there, so we'll be close." I said pointing to the dark carve, the only speck of black on the flawless white horizon. Nodding again, we watched as she shifted and began flapping through the snow as if it were any sunny day, doing a few flips to prove her point. Chuckling, I slung her bag over my shoulder and continued walking with the rest of the Flock.

But no matter what, I couldn't shake the feeling that someone's eyes were on us.