The Host Fan fiction. i hope you like it. this is my first story so i would greatly appreciate reviews so i can know what to change/add

The Host Aftermath

Wanda sat in the middle of the back seat in the Raid van. Ian on her right with his hand in hers, and Burn to her left talking about his 'going native'. "And so I walked right out and he was so confused he didn't realize I wasn't coming back." He said with a huge grin on his face. Burn and his group had asked to come on the raid with them after their first encounter together. Because of that they had to take two vans. Jared, Mel, Aaron, Nate, Burn, Ian, and Wanda all road in one while everyone else road in the other. Mel sat up front with her hand placed gently in Jared's and her eyes closed. The sun slowly set and soon it was dark. Wanda's head lay on Ian's shoulder and she was curled up on his chest. His hand was slowly stroking her back. She could feel his breath come and go and hear his heart. Ba-dump … ba-dump … ba-dumba-dumpba-dump. She heard the change in hi heat and opened her eyes. They where pulling into a hotel.

Burn got out and went into the main office to check in. Ian tensed up and held his breath till burn came back out and nodded. Ian slowly released his held breath and got out of the car carrying Wanda. She began to shiver and Ian pulled her close. It would definitely rain tonight and Wanda couldn't help but think of Jamie. Who would he sleep with? Everyone who he ever sleeps with was gone. She hoped he was warm and okay. Burn had asked for two rooms saying his business partner needed a separate room. Ian and Wanda shared one bed, Jared and Mel shared the other, and Burn had the pull out couch. Ian snuggled under the covers and pressed himself to Wanda. She traced her hand down his face till she found his lips. He brought his lips down to hers. She presses herself closer as his lips flowed gently flowed with hers.

Wanda woke up on Ian's arm with hers wrapped around his waist. She looked over to find Mel Walking out of the bathroom with her wet hair and body wrapped in a towel. She walked over to the closet to get some clothes and went back into the bathroom. Wanda stood up slowly so to not wake up Ian. Her worries were wasted as he turned over with a snort, and his lips smacked together to moist the dry cracks. Wanda walked over to the window and looked out. The sky was a dark grey and water fell from the sky. It was a beautiful sight. This body remembered a day when she sat on the swing while rain poured down. She remembered how the drops dripped down her hair, across her cheek and drips off her nose and chin. Wanda looked around. Jared, Ian, And Burn were all sleeping and Mel was still in the bathroom. She looked back to the window and stood up. She wanted to feel the rain on her skin. For the smooth liquid to slide down her flushed face. Wanda quickly slipped through the door and walked into the slight down pour. The rain felt fantastic on her skin.

Wanda sat on the curb and closed her eyes. Suddenly there was a hand on her shoulder. She let a little squeak escape her lips "its okay is just me" she turned to see Burn "mind if I take a seat? I love the rain. So …" he sits down next to her "what's on your mind?" Wanda sighed "I feel so … so fragile. This body is so weak and I feel so helpless." A tear slid down her cheek and mixes with the rain "No one lets me do anything anymore because of this body"

Ian heard Wanda's voice out side so he opened the door enough to hear and see her and Burn together. Burn sighed "everything will work out" he reached his hand out and wiped the tear off of her face. Pain shot through Ian. He felt as if he was losing her. Quietly he closed the door and sat on the couch. What did he do to lose her like this? And to Burn. maybe she would be better off with one of her own kind. No way was he going to lose her. Not like this …