A.N. Heyo. Enjoy!

Iggy: Yupp!

Ginger: We LOVE your reviews! We even happy danced

Mem: Well, they did at least...

Ginger: Oh yeah you don't happy dance.

Iggy: 'Cause she ain't evah happy! She's emo!

Mem: Iggy, I might castrate you anyways!

Iggy: RUN AWAY! I WANNA HAVE CHILDREN! EVIL EMO ON THE LOOSE!

Mem: *sigh* Ginge, what do you see in him/

Ginger: I don't really know...

Mem: People just read the story now *shakes head*

BTW Ginger wrote this chapter, but Mem wrote the ending.

Ginger

"Do you see anything?" Iggy asks, "Like a dead tree or something?"

"Nope, nothing yet." I answer. Fang, Ig and I have been looking for about 15 minutes, and I'm already getting annoyed.

Where did Fish get all that firewood yesterday? I think. I fly ahead to see how Fang's doing. He's got like a whole armful of wood, and he's tearing more from a dead tree on the side of the road.

"How did you find this?" I ask, gaping at him. He closes my mouth and says, "You're gonna catch flies if you're not careful."

We get back to Iggy and he's lying on the ground, sleeping. He looks so sweet when he's sleeping…wait, am I serious? Gosh, I'm worse than I think. Fang hands me the wood, picks him up, and starts heading towards the others.

We get back to camp and the sun is just barely peeking out over the horizon. Angel and Gazzy are sleeping, while Fish, Max, and Mem are talking. Mem is the first one to spot us.

"Took you long enough," She says, rolling her eyes. Max and Fish turn our way, and we position the wood in the charcoal from last night.

Mem thinks up some matches, and we start the fire. Gazzy wakes up after about three minutes and looks around, yawns, and goes back to sleep. We all laugh.

"So how did you guys meet?" Max asks after a while.

"Well, Fish and I are brother and sister, and we were experimented on at the institute for Higher Living." I start. "Mem was transferred there after five years, she was too dangerous to be held at the place you guys call the school. She had conjured up things to help her escape. Like, anything from keys to chainsaws." Mem smiles at the memory.

"They put me in a special room," she begins. "It was all white with pillow-like walls and the only holes were at the very top, for breathing. It was terrible, like being halfway between life and death, concealed from the rest of the world. There was a door, so they could test me and bring me food, but I was blindfolded and handcuffed to a chair and couldn't see or hear anything. That was when I learned to make stuff appear and disappear. They hadn't programmed it in me; I just learned it myself, somehow. One day, as they were taking my blood pressure, I jumped up and made my escape. I made my handcuffs and blindfold disappear, and sprinted for the exit. Then, I saw Ginger and Fish, sitting in their cages, waiting to die. I couldn't bear to see them that way, so I set them free and we broke out together." She cringes at the memory.

We sit there in silence for a while. Then Fish breaks it and suggests we all get some rest. I fall asleep with the images of the institute fresh in my mind. The poking and prodding. The way they talked about us like we were just objects they made in a workshop. How they called us "It" and "That" instead of he and she. My mom and dad and how much I despise them.

I wake up panting and gasping for breath. Iggy is up to. He's sitting by the fire pit, staring at it like the fire is still going. I sit next to him and put my hand on his shoulder. He stands up and flips out his wings. Before I can react, he is already in the air and speeding away. I get up and follow him.

When I catch up. He's lying on the ground, gazing at the stars. I land next to him. "Are you okay?" I ask, sitting down. He doesn't respond.

"I'm not leaving, so you might as well say something." I say.

"I wasn't always blind." He says after awhile. "I remember seeing, but I never remembered it like this. They experimented on my eyes to increase my vision, but something went wrong, and I lost it completely." He pauses, then looks at me. "But now that I have you, I know what it's like again. With you, it's like the world opens up just for me. Like, when you first gave me my vision, it was more amazing and beautiful then I ever remembered". He says. "Then I stopped looking at you and turned to Max," he adds.

That last remark caught my attention. I looked down at him and saw him smiling at me.

"So what about you and Fish? Mem told us about her, but you never said anything." He says, changing the subject.

"I didn't say anything because I don't like talking about it." I respond, turning away. "Well, can you tell me?" he asks, putting his hand on my shoulder. I hesitate, but I can't keep it in for much longer.

"Fish and I were miserable, but we didn't tell the scientists that. We figured that if they thought we liked it here, we might get special privileges. And we did, but we never got any clear way to escape, and we didn't want to risk losing our status, but we did learn a lot about who we are. We found out that our mom and dad needed money, and the institute was paying a lot to experiment on kids, so they let the scientists inject avian DNA into us, and sold us. We were twins, so we were born together. I'm actually glad they're not with us anymore. I hate them for giving us away, anyway. They would have been terrible parents." I finish.

I can feel the tears welling up in my eyes, pushing they're way out. I try to hold them in, but one escapes. I feel a hand touch my cheek and wipe it away. I look up to find Iggy smiling at me. I can't help smiling back. I feel my cheeks get hot.

Then, he leans in and kisses me. At first, I'm surprised, but then I just let him. We sit there like that for what seems like forever. His lips are warm and comforting. I feel like I could do anything, but I can seem to separate from him. I wish I could stay here with him like this forever. When he finally pulls back, I rest my head on his shoulder and fall asleep.

No more nightmares.

I woke up in Iggy's arms, flying, watching the stars slip by.

"Wow, it's beautiful, Iggy."

"I know, but it doesn't compare to the beauty in my arms." He smiles at me and I blush.

"Iggy, let's sleep out here", I suggest.

"Ok. I'm fine with that." He slowly descends to the ground, puts me down, and lays down next to me.

"Night, Igs."

"Night, Ginger." Then he kisses the top of my head, wraps his arms around me, and we drift off to sleep

A.N. Yeah... IDK what to say.

Mem: IGGY! GINGER! STOP SUCKING EACH OTHERS FACES OFF!

Ginger: She spoke! Hell she yelled! THE WORLD IS ENDING! NOOO!

Mem: *mumbles* Haters...

Iggy: There, there, Emo Wall. Be consoled by my words.

Mem: *roundhouse kicks Iggy in the head* Fly on people. Iggy's going to sit in his room.

Iggy: It's not even a room! It's a closet!

Mem: We have no space for a 5th person, okay?