Moe: So for those that are unaware, my 6th chapter apology has been replaced with an actual chapter, a short chapter though. I just really wanted to get an update to ya'll.

Max: You made me a bully!

Moe: You had valid reasoning!

Max: You better fix this -.-

Nudge: Now on to the story, which I am rarely in…. But anyways, Moe owns none of maximum ride. But she does own her character Dove. Who's basically the main character. And I cannot understand why I'm not… Even though I don't wanna be Iggy's lover, I'm just saying I'd make a great story.

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(Dove's P.O.V)

I knew she wasn't going to openly accept me as it seems the rest of the flock had, but I still was hoping for something warmer than suspicious glares. Even when I flew only slightly ahead of her, I could feel the piercing of her eyes into my skull. Had I honestly been hated that much by Max?

I wasn't one that was used to being a people pleaser, especially considering that at the start of my life that was really my only supposed goal. To please the wack-job scientist. To be the experiment gone right. In fact, considering that's how life started out for me, I wanted nothing to do with pleasing anyone besides myself. Max had become that exception. Well, Max and of course Iggy. But Iggy was pleased, or seemingly so.

Why did I wanna please Max? My only idea was possibly because I had already pleased everyone else. Why did she have to be so stubborn!?

"You're going to like Max's mom." Iggy smiled from next to me. The morning air was quickly heating up to the known temperatures' of Arizona.

"How does she have Mother?" I asked, actually lowering my voice so she wouldn't hear.

"It's a long story." He chuckled.

Iggy had not released his touch from me. I didn't mind. I was pleased with the fact that he had obtained such a miracle by simply laying his open skin on mine. Even when we took flight, heading towards their home, he kept his hand in mine. It made it a bit hard to manage, by he was determined. When we entered the cooled house, I was honestly hesitating. But it was his constant touch that helped me cope.

We entered through the back door and had to maneuver our way to the front of the house, where the humans were sitting in front of a television. There was only three, outnumbered by us mutants. Max pushed her way through our group, and followed by the one they call Dylan, made a bee line for the stairs. Shortly after, the dark bird boy, Fang, followed.

The two youngest blonde children threw themselves down on the chairs adjacent to the couch occupied by the humans. That seemed to finally get their attention.

"Oh good, your home." The women said, placing a hand on her chest. "Where on Earth did you go!?"

"Where's Iggy?" The human girl next to her asked worried.

"We have someone for you to meet!" Nudge said, moving from next to me to take limelight in front of the tv. "Iggy, introduce your guest!"

With a sigh, Iggy pulled me farther into the room, finally allowing us a face to face with the home-owners. The oldest, motherly looking female smiled warmly, but the younger female locked her eyes on Iggy's hand grasping mine. The third was a male. A familiar male.

"You!" I hissed.

"Experiment 39, well this is wonderful!" The man said, smiling widely and leaning forward.

"Dove, you know Jeb?" Nudge asked.

"I had forgotten, but I remember now!" I backed off, pulling my hand firmly from Iggy's. "Traderous Bird Children! Manipulated into loving evil!"

"Why is she yelling?" Someone said, as another followed with: "What is she yelling?"

"Dove?" Iggy asked, reaching out his hand for me once again.

"Trader!" I screamed, slapping his hand away roughly. And then, hell broke out.

(3 HOURS LATER. STILL DOVE'S P.O.V)

"Did you really have to bite me?" Gasman groaned, cradling his arm.

"Did you really have to tie me up?" I countered.

I swore that part was mainly Max's idea, as was using the most uncomfortable chair in the entire state. I could feel the start of blisters on my butt. Max and the two boys had come herding down the stairs only fight minutes into the physical stuff. Which was mostly defense blocks between Nudge and I.

"Sorry about boxing your ears…" Nudge mumbled as she washed the dry blood from my forehead.

"Sorry for the kidney hit…" I muttered back. She smiled quickly and shrugged.

"Nothing new for me." She joked.

Besides Iggy, she was the most open about having me around. I wasn't sure why, but that didn't make me suspicious. Even when we faced off, we had attempted little damage on each other. The only blood that had been drawn was from Gasman's bite and my forehead when Max round house kicked me. And of course, Jeb's broken nose.

"It's as if you and Max only communicate through fighting." Angel had joked moments before. That earned her a death stare from Max, who retreated back upstairs.

"I'm glad we could get everything sorted out!" Jeb smiled, clapping his hands cheerfully.

"Hold still." Fang said, holding the frozen bag of peas on the older man's face.

"I still don't like, or trust you." I growled, knowing he was the only one who'd understand.

"Soon you will." He chuckled lightly.

(IGGY'S P.O.V)

Though I had been blind through most of the fighting, I understood the basics of what occurred. Dove jumped for Jeb, breaking his nose before Nudge boxed her ears and through her across the room. Those two basically went at it, though there was minimum harm till Max came storming down the stairs. The boys followed after on her heels. With a momentarily distracted Nudge, Dove lashed out, connecting three punches to Nudge's Kidneys. She fell to the floor as Max jumped on Dove's back.

"Get the rope! Find a chair!" Angel yelled to her brother.

Max accidently released Dove, who went to run for the exit to be stopped by a round house to the face. Being semi-unconscious, Gazzy was able to start tying her up. Only to earn himself a piercing bite when he came to close with her face.

After a few hours, everything resulted. We explained the Jeb situation, but only to our own best understanding. The only thing that really took time was getting Dove to trust me enough again to be able to touch her. I had to admit, she sure was skittish. Even compared to our flock.

Now we had a new conflict. This one seemed a bit more unsolvable than getting a foreign girl to trust a house full of strangers.

"There is no way in ever loving HELL, I would share a room with the likes of her!"

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Moe: Well? Please read and review! And I will surely update soon! :)