"Ian!"

I shouted as I desperately tried to throw my hand back on to the ledge of the cave. My arms were strained, and my heart was thudding. I had to pull myself back up from my death. I looked down and saw nothing-just absolute darkness. My legs were dangling in the air and my chest was heaving up and down in panic and fear. I wasn't strong enough and the ledge was weak. The tug of war we had going on with him pulling me up and gravity dragging me down, was doing nothing for the ledge. It was crumbling, and it was going to go fast. Pieces were breaking off and falling all over me.

"Wanda, hang on, don't leave me." He managed to gasp out. Sweat was covering him, and he was trembling and his arms were shaking. I knew that if he inched forward even a bit more to save me, the whole ledge would give out and both of us would go falling. I would not let him kill himself for me. It was not worth it. In that moment I had to decide what my options were. Die with the man I love and take him away from everyone else who loves him, or sacrifice myself for someone who meant everything to me, someone who still had his entire life ahead of him- his human life. There would be no purpose for him to continue trying to save me. He could live. I took one last look at his deep beautiful blue eyes. They would always be my favourite feature of his and my last memory. Tears were streaming down his pale face. "I love you' I whispered as I took a deep breath and gently slipped my hand out of his. I prayed that it would be quick and painless as I clenched my fists and awaited my demise.

Ian's Point of View

"Don't argue you with me, Jeb. I know she's still out there somewhere! I can feel it."

I was determined to do what I needed to do. I had been living in this world of denial for far too long. I loved her so much, it was all my fault. I didn't hold on long enough. If I had grasped on for a couple more minutes, Jeb would've found us. She could still be here. With me. But I didn't. A familiar pain shot through my chest, as I relived that last moment, seeing her desperate face slowly escape me.

"You think I'm just gonna let you go after her, boy?" Jeb yelled angrily.

"I know you loved her, we all did but what you want to do is too dangerous. What if you get your stupid self caught? You're endangering both yourself and our family!" He sighed.

And just that one sentence did it, and for the first time in two weeks I broke out of my silence and let myself go.

"I love Wanda, Jeb. And I never stopped loving her and I will continue loving her! Jeb, you know I care about you and would anything for you and our family, but Wanda means more to me! I'd rather die trying, than continue living like this. Had I had a choice, I would rather have gone down with her than live in this agony. You don't understand. My entire body is numb and aches every waking moment. Do you know what that's like? I can't feel anything anymore. This loss is all consuming. Your opinion and anybody else's doesn't matter anymore. Please respect this decision. I need to do this for myself. I have my stuff packed and I'm going to leave tonight. I'm sorry" Jeb just looked at me with angry and understanding eyes as I walked off to my room to grab any last minute things and check over the contents of my bag before anyone else would find me and have anything else to say.

I walked down the cave, feeling my way through. My heart was still pounding from the arguing. Regardless of what anyone says, I just know it in my heart that she's still out there. How could I possibly continue my life if I didn't have an ounce of hope that she survived? There is just a part of me that can feel it. And I'll go anywhere and do anything until I find her. And if I don't, then I know I did everything I could, and hopefully Ill meet her on the other side.

I heard shuffling near my doorway as I saw a familiar small shadow hovering. "Ian?" Jamie asked as he nervously walked into my room. I wasn't surprised of course, I haven't been the most pleasant person to be around these past few weeks. I've isolated myself from everyone, even those who I forget are going through the same heart break as I am. I remind myself that this is Jamie, the kid that Wanda would do anything for and that I would not scare him like I have been.

"Oh, Jamie. Hey."

"Hey. Ian?" He asked again.

"Yeah?" I asked with hopefully a gentler tone.

"People have been saying that you still think she's alive. I just wanted to tell you that I believe you I can still feel it too. I miss her so much..." Jamie said. I looked at him and saw that his eyes were clouding with tears.

I felt like my misery was suddenly amplified seeing this small boy cry. How could I possibly let her hand slip from mine? This was my fault and my sole action has caused a cloud of sadness over everyone and it absolutely broke my heart knowing that I was doing this to Jamie.

I cleared my throat and said "Thanks buddy, you know I'm going to try everything to bring her back."

"I know you will and I wanted to wish you luck and say goodbye before you left. I wish I could go with you, but Melanie and Jared won't let me." I could see the tears reforming in his eyes and I knew that if he stayed a little a litter while longer, I would start crying alongside him. I grabbed Jamie into a hug and picked up my bag and left the room.

Walking down the tunnels to the exit, I felt scared.

I knew that after passing the last tunnel I would be a new man, a man with a goal. I wasn't about to break my vow to Jamie and myself.

Wanda's Point of View

"She's waking up" I heard coming from a strange voice above me. I then heard several other voices whispering as well. I shook my shoulders a bit and I realized that this was another world and that also meant another foreign body to get used too. I was laying on my back and had my hands clenched into fist. I strained myself trying to search through the memories of my host. All I saw was black and silence. I couldn't find anything.

I slowly opened my eyes. What was this host I was in? This was nothing I had seen before.

"Who am I? Where Am I?" I asked. The new language flowed out naturally. I shot up from the bed I was laying in and looked around and gasped. This was all so startling. What was all of this?

"We found you almost dead by a cavern floor, your name is Leaves from Below and you are our newest seeker." She said.

And that was all it took. Somehow, that particular name unlocked the gate that was holding everything in. One person from all my memories came flooding back to me, the person who had me dangling by a ledge, the person who tried to kill me, the person I knew so very well.

I was a seeker now and my mission was to hunt down and kill Ian O'shea.

Love, Beauty and the Book.