A/N: Thanks for the reviews!! Someone mentioned about the spacing in the last chapter, and I'm sorry about that. When I typed it, it wasn't like that, but when I posted it, it was. I read Max 5 a couple days ago, but I'm not making this after that book. I liked how there was fax (sorry if I just ruined it for some people) but in my story, there will be fax, just not at first. They're not together yet. Also, thanks randomwriter94 for the tip, I'll make sure to do that, and don't worry, NO max+edward, I hate that. So yeah... thats it. Please enjoy!
-twi XD

"Max!!" squealed Nudge, rushing to my side, the rest of the flock right behind her. All of their faces were joyful, big happy smiles stretched across their faces. I made a mental note to get them all in a bath sometime soon.
"Hey guys," I said. Nudge leaned down to hug me, and then Angel took my hand.
"Oh, I was sooo worried Max! You just fell, with no warning. And Fang tried to catch you but couldn't, and we had to take you here, and we all didn't want to go to a hospital, but we had to, 'cause you were pretty hurt. You know, this hospital isn't that bad, 'cause it's so small. There's like, ten patients right now. The foods pretty good, too," I was saved from having my ears start to bleed by Iggy, who put his hand over Nudge's mouth.
"Yeah, It is good food," Angel said. "Fang, we brought you back a tray, but we don't have one for you Max, we didn't know you were awake. Sorry."
"That's okay, Ange, sweetie. I'll get some food later." I tried to ignore the fact that I hadn't eaten in three days, and it felt like my stomach was trying to eat itself. I had a stupid IV in anyway, and wasn't sure if I could eat.
"So," Iggy said, eyes looking at my pillow a few inches from my head. "When do you get out of hear? Not that I don't love hospitals or anything." He added sarcastically.
"Tomorrow, I think. I have to rest or something, my strength has to come back." I sighed. We all hate hospitals, as Nudge mentioned, but it was so much worse when I was actually in the bed, with machines around me, some even attached to me. I shivered, and looked away from the heart monitor thing. God. I just want to get out of here, NOW!!
Angel squeezed my hand she was still holding. " It's okay Max," she said soothingly. That's right, the six year old comforting the fourteen year old. "I know you hate it hear, me too. But these people are nice, nothing like whitecoats or anything. The doctor, Dr Cullen, is really friendly, and he honestly cares about us."
Having a mind reader be handy in times of unsurely. Like now. " Dr Cullen hasn't told anybody about the wings, then?" I asked.
Angel frowned. "No, he didn't - and he won't - but its weird. He thought something like 'I can't tell, how would I like it if someone told people about me.' But he never thought of what he was, so I couldn't hear that."
I instantly panicked. I looked over at Fang. He was looking at me, and when our eyes met, we silently agreed. Keep On Guard.
"But," Angel went on, seeing everyone panicked. "whatever he is, he's safe, and really nice. His family interacts with people all the time, and they all like them. He invited us to stay with his family, didn't he Max? Can we please? He has some children, and apparently one of them has a daughter. I saw her in his mind, and she's sooo cute!!" Angel looked at me with pleading eyes.
"Oh, he invited us to stay? can we? Pretty please?!" Nudge said excitedly, using Bambi eyes. I quickly looked away, but unfortunately looked over at Angel, who was also doing Bambi eyes. Hell, even the freakin' dog was trying to plead with his eyes. Of course, I can't resist Bambi eyes.
"We'll talk to him about it." I said reluctantly, which followed cheers from the younger ones. Fang looked at me like, you compete push-over.
I ignored him, partly because the door opened, and Dr Hottie, I mean, Dr Cullen walked in.
"Sorry if I was interrupting anything, but I need to check your injuries Max. Is now an okay time to has some X-Rays?" He asked politely. Politely, shmitily. An X-Ray is still an X-Ray, and that made it freaky enough.
"Yeah, sure. Now's fine." I tried to sound calm and relaxed. He wheeled my bed through the door, and my flock stayed in the room. He put a heavy coat-thing on me, and left the room. I remembered when I'd done this in Arizona with my mom, and I that I had nothing to worry about. Even so, I was sweating when I heard the little buzzing sound. Dr Cullen came back, took off the coat, and started to wheel me out of the room, down the hall.
"So," he started saying, from somewhere above my head. "did you think any more about my offer?" I hesitated. Why did I feel so weird about this? Normally I would laugh in someone's face if they offered me something good. With this though... It still feels wrong, but part of me is actually wanting to go live in his house. Weird, right?
"I told the others we would have to talk to you all together about it. But really, we can take care of ourselves."
"Oh, I don't doubt that," Dr Cullen smiled down at me. "But I would hate to turn you out of a house. You are still young, wether you act it or not." I suppose he was right, not that I liked being called young.
We entered my room, and the flock was there. I took Gazzy's small hand in mine, then looked up at Dr Cullen. "So you really wouldn't mind taking in six kids?" Total coughed. "And there dog?"
Dr Cullen smiled a warm, wide smile. "Of course not. You wouldn't all have your own room, we don't have six spare bedrooms. We have the space for it, and my wife loves having children around. All our kids are seventeen and older, so Esme would love the change."
Seventeen and older? He looked around his early twenties, no way old enough for kids older that I was.
"Er, Dr Cullen,"
"Please, call me Carlisle." the doctor said.
"Okay, Carlisle. How in the world can you have kids in their late teens? You don't look near old enough."
Carlisle chuckled. "They're adopted. My wife and I can't have children, and it's always been her dream to be a mother. We've adopted six children. You would probably get along well with them." He looked expectantly at me, waiting for a yes. Which, against my better judgment, he was going to get.
Don't worry Max. Great perfect timing for the Voice to pop in.
These people can help you. They will keep you safe.
Well... if you say so. "I guess we could spend a couple days at your house." The uneasy feeling was worth it though, seeing how happy the flock was.
Please. Please don't let me regret this.

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