Moe: Okay so things are about to get a little crazy, stay with me! Please. I promise it'll be worth it.

Max: You hardly ever update, how do u know anyone is even still reading?

Moe: I don't.

Angel: Moe owns nothing.

Remember underline equals speaking in Russian.

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(IN RUSSIA…. 3RD PERSON P.O.V)

"Sir, I need passports for both of you." The lady said in a bored tone.

"Ma'am, this is a situation where that is an exception. You see, we are both scientists, on important business matters." Alik explained, waving his ID in her face.

She snatched it out of his hand, examining it closely. She looked from him to the ID and back again. With a sigh she gave it back.

"I think with a little more convincing, I can see what I can do." She rubbed her fingers together in a gesture of suggesting money.

Rolling his eyes, Alik pulled out 5,000 ruble and slipped it to her. ($100 dollars in American money).

She printed his tickets and handed it to him.

"You gentlemen have a nice trip." She winked.

Alik put his arm up on the young man's shoulder and directed him towards the airline gates. Alik's guest was a tall 6'8" young twenty year old with short, black hair and a light scruff running on his chin. His eyes were a piercing white-blue and his mouth was a hard line, like his jaw. He was well built, which added to his intimidation. As they passed crowds, people could not help but stop to admire the dangerous beauty that he had. His eyes never met theirs, but instead stayed forward.

"Kirill, when we reach America, I want you to remember what we talked about. Do you remember what I have told you?" Alik asked as they finally boarded the plane.

"Find my Dove." Kirill answered in a deep, thick accent. "Whatever it takes."

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(MAX'S P.O.V)

"What did you say!" I jumped up in shocked.

"It's true!" Angel and Nudge said in union.

"That doesn't sound right…." I replied slowly.

"Listen, Max. We know what we heard. We heard those words straight from-"

Angel was interrupted when Fang and Dylan burst through the door.

"We are in deep shit." They both said.

(TWO HOURS LATER)

"Wait…. So…. Shit." I muttered.

"What are we going to do!" Nudge groaned in frustration, but we all knew she was secretly excited.

"This isn't a game, Nudge." Fang said calmly from the corner.

"I know that!" She snapped.

"Anyhow, Nudge does have a point." Dylan said, sitting next to me. "What are we going to do?"

"Let me get this straight….." I said, standing up, pacing the room. "So Dove is from a school in Russia, we all know that. But at that school in said Russia, is a man named Alik. Alik is to Dove as Jeb is to us."

"Mostly you." Angel muttered. I shot her a look before continuing.

"Now from what Nudge and Angel her from Dove and from what Fang and Dylan just heard from Jeb's phone call….. Alik is coming here."

"Exactly." Someone confirmed.

"Dove isn't leaving." A voice said from the door way.

We all turned to see Iggy.

"Oh…. Hi." Angel said awkwardly.

Iggy did a forced laugh.

"Dove isn't leaving." He said again, trying to laugh again.

"Iggy-" I started.

"Just stop talking about it!" He snapped. "Dove isn't leaving. She's fine. We are fine. She is staying. There isn't anyone coming for her because She. IS. NOT. LEAVING!"

"Iggy-" Dylan tried to say.

"Enough! I said stop!" Iggy growled. None of us had seen him this mad before.

"Alik is still coming, regar-" Fang tried to explain, but was suddenly stopped when a hand wrapped itself around his throat. Iggy pulled him up from the ground, his feet dangling.

We all rushed to help Fang, but Iggy stuck his hand out, saying stop.

"I said: SHE. IS. NOT. LEAVING. ME!" Iggy roared before throwing Fang by the throat in our direction.

As we all reached to catch Fang, Iggy spun on his heels and walked away.

"Fang!" I yelled worried, holding his head in my lap.

He coughed a little, but slowly sat up.

"He just surprised me." Fang said softly, rubbing his neck lightly. But we could all see the bruises starting to form.

"Maybe Dove isn't as good of a person as I was starting to believe." I said, glaring at the door.

"You can't blame Dove for this." Angel said.

"That's right, Iggy acted on his own." Dylan nodded.

"Love is a weird and scary thing." Nudge agreed.

"I would do this for you." Fang whispered so that only I heard.

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(DOVE'S P.O.V)

I walked into the kitchen to find Jeb sitting at the table with a glass of what looked like dark juice or wine. I nodded civilly to him before opening the fridge to find a drink of my own.

"Maybe you would like some of this." Jeb said, motioning to a bottle that I had not seen before. "Especially considering I have something to tell you…."

I hesitated, but brought an empty glass with me to the table. He pour a small amount before sighing heavily.

"What is your news?" I asked when he didn't speak right away.

"I will tell you. But you must promise to hear the whole thing, before reacting." He said slowly, watching my face closely.

"Okay…." I said, unsure.

"During the time Max was being created, I was actually studying at the school in Russia that you were made in. Max is my real daughter. I had donated some of my DNA to one of the schools here in American in order to secure a job there that I had been working to get. A co-worker and dear friend of mine also took part in this, but he didn't send his to America. His stayed at the school in Russia. We took his and combined it with one of our older experiments. This experiment was experiment 13, it was not technically alive. It had all the parts minus male DNA, so when we added that, our experiment formed into… you."

"So…." I took a moment to process what was said. "I have a father, who you worked with. And I don't have a mother because I am part of a different experiment? What is experiment 13?"

"Ah, yes. Well experiment 13 was actually an athletic enhancement virus that would have better and quicker results than steroids. That's why you are so quick and durable."

"Well why did you change it?" I asked.

"Yes, well…" Jeb seemed dazed in thought for a moment, or looked like he was remembering something. "It had one bad side effect, which we had hoped would not carry through into you, but, in a way, it did."

"And what's that?" I asked, a bit insulted.

"Blindness." He said simply.

"I'm not blind!" I growled, standing up to leave.

"You promised to listen." He pointed out. I growled again but sat down.

"It's true, you are not blind, but you look it. And as it turned out, it was not a disadvantage. It worked for you because it tricked your enemies into believing that you actually were. A trick."

"Why are you telling me this?" I finally asked.

"I just got off the phone with the man who donated his DNA to experiment 13." Jeb looked deeply concerned. "He is on his way here, now."

"Why?" I asked in shock.

"He has come to take you home."

"NO!" A voice yelled from behind us.

I looked back in time to see something fly at my face, than complete darkness.

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(IGGY'S P.O.V)

Shit.

Shit.

Shit.

What have I done!

I got a little mad and I reacted so quickly. I didn't even really realize what the hell I was doing. Why did I do this?

Shit.

I laid the unconscious body on the grass under a dying oak tree. The sun was already starting to fall behind the horizon. I brushed her hair off her face. A bruise was already forming on her cheek.

Shit.

This was the second time today that I've reacted to carelessly and hurt someone I love.

Shitshitshitshitshit.

I laid Dove against my chest, hugging her tightly. After at least an hour, she softly moaned. She was waking up.

Damnit.

I sighed, collecting my thoughts. Saying repeatedly what I said I would say for a billion times. She slowly sat up, hand cradling her cheek and groaning.

"Wha-" She said, looking around. Her eyes met mine. She smiled than looked confused. "Iggy-"

"I didn't want you to leave and I acted horribly. I'm not abusive. I would never do this! Dove, I love you. I've told you that. I am so sorry. I don't know what came over me. There is no excuse. I just want to keep you with me, I want you to forgive me. Please don't hate me. I am so sorry. I-"

She laid her hand on my cheek and kissed my nose softly.

"Iggy, you are crazy. In a good way, but sometimes bad." She smiled lightly. "You hurt m-"

"I know. I am so sorry, I didn't mean-" I interrupted.

"I wasn't done." She said, laying her finger over my mouth. "You hurt my feelings by not believing in my love for you. I know I didn't say it back, but I do love you. And I don't ever want to be away from you. I'm not going anywhere that you aren't."

This time she kissed me on the mouth. It started soft, but I pulled her in hard. Showing my regret and passion. Making out with someone who cares for you like you do them, is probably one of the greatest feelings I've ever experienced. And with the amount of passion and the lack of clothing starting to happen, I knew I was about to feel something even better. Unity.

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(DOVE'S P.O.V)

Iggy hovered over me, having myself sit slightly up against the tree. He kissed down my neck to my collar bone. His hands were on my waist, and his thumbs brushed my bare skin of my hips. He was slightly rough, but I could feel the passion in it. His hands started running up under my shirt. I breathed in hesitation, but his mouth came back to mine in reassurance. Our tongues moved in sync together and his dominance made me relax and melt into his touch.

"Dove." He moaned. The sound sent welcomed shivers up my spine.

He took that as a go ahead and let his hand slip under my bra. He took the foreplay slow and the teasing was taking a toll. He played and manipulated my body didn't I couldn't take it anymore.

"Please, Iggy." I moaned loudly, pulling his hair lightly, earning a groan from him.

"You want me?" He asked, laughing hoarsely.

I nodded vigorously and he swiftly removed our clothing. I was nervous about doing it for the first time in such a public area, but as soon as I felt him positioned at my…

"Dove, are you sure?"

I hesitated, before nodding. Then I felt a surge of pain, and I screamed. Iggy covered my mouth, his eyes apologetic.

"It'll go away, I promise."

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