In case you don't know your geography, driving from New York to Arizona takes a while, but flying makes it so much faster. Normally it would have taken Iggy like a day and a half, but with Jenn, it took them a good three or four days. They had to fly a bit lower than usual, too, because Jenn didn't have air sacks in her lungs like Iggy, so that slowed them down a bit.
They only stayed in one hotel midway through their journey. The other nights they slept on forest floors like he had in the past. It was his way of preparing Jenn for the cave.
"How's dinner?" Iggy asked Jenn over the fire. They were sitting in the mouth of a small cave in a national forest close to Lake Mead.
"Well it's no Taco Bell, but it'll suffice," she teased.
"I'm glad it's not terrible," Iggy said, stretching out his wings and taking a deep breath in exhaustion.
"Have you been sleeping?" Jenn asked, taking a bite.
"I have, actually. Better than I have in a long time."
"I feel like I can fully relax when I'm with you," he said slowly.
Jenn looked up and saw the seriousness on his face. "Y-you do?"
He nodded, holding his arm out for her and she scooted closer to him. He wrapped his arm around her and kissed the top of her head. "I'm so glad you're mine," he whispered.
She settled her head into the crook of his neck and held his hand. "Me too," she breathed.
It felt like he was hugging her with his wing and she was in heaven.
She giggled to herself at the irony in that term.
"What's so funny?" Iggy asked, pulling her in tight and chuckling himself.
"I was just thinking about how this felt like heaven and then I realized the irony in that with your wings."
Iggy laughed too and kissed her.
"So I was thinking," Jenn said when they pulled apart. "You said you could feel colors, but are there any other cool talents you have?"
Iggy smiled. For some reason it made him really happy when she called his mutations "cool talents".
"Well, I can see," he paused just to get a reaction out of her. She looked at him in utter confusion and was about to protest when he said, "When everything is completely white. Like Antarctica."
"When everything is like a blinding white, I can see. Ironically enough," he chuckled.
"Hmm..." Jenn turned to the fire and stared at it, thinking.
"Nothing; I just had an idea," she then stood up and started putting out the fire.
"Well are you going to tell me?"
"Nope," she giggled, walking into the small cave. She plopped down on the cave floor and sighed, missing her bed already. She was so not used to this sort of thing.
"Are you cold?" Iggy asked, walking over to her.
She nodded but remembered he couldn't see her. "A bit."
He lay down next to her and wrapped his arms around her, then draped a wing over her.
"Can I tell you something?" she asked into his chest.
"Sure. What's up?"
"You're so much better than Tyler." Iggy didn't know how to take that, so he waited for her to elaborate. "I mean, Tyler's an asshole, so you beat him by a landslide in the personality category. You may not know this, but you're by far hotter than him, too. And you've got fucking wings. Tyler has got shit compared to you. Like, you're literally the best boyfriend ever."
Iggy smiled and kissed her. He still couldn't get over the fact that they were actually dating.
"Plus, you're a better kisser." And that was the last thing she said that night before she fell asleep.
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Remember that blind kid from Maximum Ride? Well he's back. And he's all grown up. DISCLAIMER: I WROTE THIS FOUR BOOKS INTO THE SERIES. IT STILL NEEDS A LOT OF WORK BUT I NEEDED SOME SORT OF FOUNDATION. I KNOW I'M MISSING A LOT. (ALL RIGHTS RESERVED...