Okay, I had originally intended this to be a one-shot, but I'm back with more because I had a few requests, although, it might not be quite what you expected. See when I wrote the first part of this, I was just thinking reunion; what it was like for Mel. But then, I started thinking about other reunions and just something about Kyle and Sunny completely fascinated me and so this just happened to pop into my head.

As for Mel and her plan … you all know her plan, to get Wanda another host body. That's it, that's her plan. Nothing too exiting, although … come to think about it, I guess I can write about the plan being executed. Yea … ha-ha, okay, I guess I'll try to write that next. Now my only dilemma is whether or not I should continue it as part of this story or write as a separate one-shot? You'll just have to wait and see, I guess. Story Alert! XD

The usual … nothing belongs to me, it belongs to Stephenie Meyer.

Sunny Hours

Three days later ...

KPOV

She stared at me as if she knew something I did not. Though she did not verbally share her thoughts aloud, I knew what she was thinking; Jodi was never going to wake up. But just because she and the others before her had awoken not soon after their invading soul were extracted from them, that doesn't mean that my Jodi can't do the same. Even the healer had taken awhile. Why should I lose hope?

Granted that she, Melanie (who still kept watching us), had a better insight, better knowledge of the situation, it still meant nothing to me. Jodi will come back, she was still here.

"Please, come back to me, Jodes," I quietly begged.

There was still no movement, no reaction.

I continued to stroke her hand gently, hoping that my touch would spark some sort of response. I had to believe that Jodi was still alive in there.

Jeb once told me that souls often take on the personality and/or characteristics of their hosts. It seemed evidently so in Wanda; her relentless and uncanny attachment to both Jared and Jamie. Those were Melanie's feelings; feelings that had manifested themselves onto Wanda. The seeker; the soul had taken on the host's personality, which Doc tells me, is obnoxious and nags a lot. I have not heard anything about the healer, aside from her name being Mandy.

So then, if all of this is true, then Jodes must still be in there. I base this solely on the most unlikely individual, Sunny. Though Sunny and Jodi are slightly different, they do share similar traits. Sunny is extremely apprehensive as where Jodi was not so much. Jodi is more open and sociable, but I can understand why Sunny may be more reserved, especially in a cave full of humans. Still, the similarities are what give me hope. When I found Sunny, she was with her mother (attached at the hip, like always; something that bothered me tremendously). There was that, and then there was me. When I 'kidnapped' Sunny, she didn't protest, in fact, she was happy to see me. And for a brief moment, I saw Jodi reflected through her eyes.

I looked down at Sunny's cryotank resting in my hand. Man, she really is something else. It darn near broke my heart when we put her to sleep. She begged and pleaded to stay. She told me that she loved me, do anything for me … me, a total stranger; someone who has, up until recently, loathed her kind. Although I apologized to Wanda and many may think that my stance on souls changed because of her, it's not true. Sunny changed my opinion on the matter with her kind and gentle nature. Yes, Wanda was the same way, but Sunny was different. Sunny loved me, truly loves me.

It's been almost three days and still nothing. The hospital wing has been a little crowded these past couple of days. Doc has been here just as long as I have, every so often checking on Jodi and I. Ian, as well, has been here the same amount of time, just sitting and cradling Wanda in his hands. It's strange, what things have come to. I criticized my brother for falling in love with a worm, but I can no longer pass that sort of judgment. After knowing Wanda and meeting Sunny, I can understand.

There was a lot of bustling about, especially between Melanie, Jared and Jamie. From what I had overheard, they had formulated some sort of plan, a plan involving bringing Wanda back, but they were waiting on one thing (as instructed my Melanie). What this one thing was, I do not know, nor did I really care to know at the moment. My one and only concern was Jodi.

As I sat there with one hand caressing Jodi's hand and the other nestling Sunny's tank, Doc comes over to stand on the opposite side of the cot to check on Jodi. He takes her pulse and then makes sure that she is hydrated. Once he's done, he lets out a heavy sigh and turns to look over to Melanie, who had not taken her glance away from our direction, and nodded at her. She walked over to stand next to Doc.

"Kyle," Doc said to me. He said my name in a way I remember doctors telling family members and friends that their loved one has passed away. That is not what I wanted to hear, Jodi was still alive damn it. I squeezed her hand tightly, not wanting to let go. My traitorous eyes were beginning to water as if they had already accepted Jodi's fate.

"Kyle," he said once again.

I shook my head in denial. I didn't want to hear it. "No," I whispered in a harsh tone.

"Listen to me, Kyle," Doc continued. "It's been three days now. Jodi cannot remain in this vegetated state for long. Do you understand what I am telling you Kyle?"

"Just give her a little more time," I said. I stared at Jodi's peaceful face. "Please."

He sighed heavily. "Maybe with the proper equipment we could, but there is no way to keep her nourished. Her pulse is weakening and the amount of oxygen entering her brain is minimal. If she wakes up anytime soon, the only thing she would have to worry about are bed sores. If we wait any longer, her limb muscles will begin to deteriorate. We don't have much time Kyle."

Tears were now pouring out of my eyes, rolling down the sides of my face. This wasn't fair. How can fate be so cruel? How can it present me with an opportunity to get Jodi back only to take it away from me again? How could life and love go on?

As I sobbed silently next to Jodi, Melanie walked around and kneeled right down next to me.

"Kyle," she said thoughtfully.

I turned slightly in her direction, but never making eye contact. Though she had technically been here all this time with us, she was a stranger to me. It was Wanda who had come to familiarize myself with. I felt rather uncomfortable in her presence, especially since I tried to kill her. But, here she was kneeling right beside me, as though nothing happened, trying to comfort me or so I think.

"Jodi is lost and cannot find her way back. She needs help, she cannot do it on her own," she said.

"What do you think I've been doing?" I said angrily. "I've sat here all this time talking to her, trying to guide her. I have done as Wanda instructed and it isn't working!"

"I know what Wanda told you to do and I know that it hasn't worked," she sighed.

"What are you suggesting then," I ask.

"Let someone else try," she suggested.

"And who do you recommend should try?" My voice was mildly irritated now.

"Someone who knows her," she implied.

I stared at her, slightly offended. What does that mean? That I don't know my Jodi? That's impossible, no one but I could possibly know her any better. Ian maybe, but he was a little too preoccupied with his own catch-22 situation.

"There is no one else," I finalized, but she did not seem to want to let it go.

"There is one more person," she continued. "If time is what you want, she can give it to you."

Time is what I wanted. I know Jodi can still make a recovery if allowed a sufficient amount of time.

"Who," I asked, my hopes and curiosity peeked, but she didn't answer. Instead, she looked down at my lap. She stared for a long moment, finally drawing my attention down to my lap. All I saw was Sunny's tank resting in my hand.

Sunny!

I shot my eyes back up to Melanie. Was she serious? Apparently my facial expression verbalized my question that she nodded and said, "When I got temporarily lost, it was Wanda who found me. She searched for me, doing all that was necessary to bring me back."

"But Sunny said that Jodi wasn't there," I said dejectedly.

"That's because Sunny was never looking for her," she countered. "Just think about it. What other choice do you have?"

She stood up and turned to walk away toward Jamie, Jared and Ian, who all seemed to be waiting for her to return.

I turned back to look over at Doc. I wanted for him to offer me a second opinion, but he only stared at me momentarily and sighed. "Time is running out, Kyle. It is your decision, of course, but you must decide quickly." He walked away then to join the others, who were huddled together and whispering to each other.

I took in a sizeable breath of air and then slowly releasing it back out. In that moment after, I felt as if I stopped breathing. I didn't know what to do. I wanted so badly for Jodi to be awake, so she could tell me what to do. But that was just it, she wasn't here and she wasn't coming back anytime soon.

I looked down at Sunny. She was resting just as peacefully as Jodi seemed to be. It brought a small smile to my face; they really do have a lot of similarities. Melanie was right, Sunny was the best chance I had at ever getting Jodi back; but how long would that take. Could I even trust Sunny enough?

Of course I could trust her. She was a soul after all; lying wasn't part of their nature as Wanda proved time and time again. Besides, Sunny loves me; she wouldn't do anything to hurt me or Jodi. I continued to smile down at Sunny. She really was a good kid and if anything … I do love her too. Not on the same level as Jodi, but still on a semi romantic level. Again, I can understand Ian's love for Wanda. How could you not love something so pure?

I leaned forward to place a small kiss of Jodi's lips. I bent down to softly whisper in her ear, "Until we meet again. I will always wait for you, my love."

I pulled away and stood up slowly. I was still holding on to her hand when I shifted my gaze toward Doc. "I am ready now. We'll put Sunny back in."

Doc walked back over and patted me on the shoulder. "You made a wise decision. Let me get what we need. Can you please roll her onto her stomach?" He walked over to his desk to gather what he needed.

I placed Sunny's tank gently on the chair before cradling Jodi in my arms momentarily and then placing her on her stomach. Doc had returned, accompanied by Melanie, Jared and Jamie. I quickly picked up Sunny's tank again and prepared myself to open it.

Doc leaned over Jodi, just as he had done when he separated Sunny from Jodi. It was odd that the same thrill I had experienced during the removal process had returned; as if this time, for sure, I was going to get Jodi back. I guess in a way, I was. Doc laid the scalpel on Jodi's neck and then glanced up at me for reassurance. I nodded briskly and Doc proceeded. Once the opening had been made, I opened the tank and Sunny slid into my awaiting hand. Almost instantly (as if she were waiting for this moment), she began wiggling in my hand. I handed her over to Doc and he swiftly placed her back in.

He healed and cleaned her up quickly. I have to admit, Doc was getting good at this. I rolled her onto her back and again waited. Soon after, Doc and the others walked back over to Ian and commenced their whispering.

I sat back down and waited an agonizing ten and a half minutes, before I felt Sunny's hand begin to twitch.

"Doc,' I shouted. He hurried over and started taking her pulse.

"Talk to her," he ordered.

I started stroking her hair, my heart pounding anxiously. "Sunny, wake up Sunny," I said.

Her eyes squeezed together tightly and her hand squeezed around mine.

"That's it Sunny, come back," I continued.

She slowly tried to open her eyes; her eyes were trying to adjust to the light. She began to moan, it was an irritated moan, like the kind someone makes when they don't want to me woken up. I chuckled to myself.

"Come on Sunny, wake up. It's me, Kyle. Remember me?"

"Kyle! Please, I don't want to go," she shouted. Her eyes were still closed; it sounded and looked like she was having a bad dream.

"Shh," I said patting her head. "You don't have to go anywhere. You can stay here with me. I won't let anyone hurt you," I assured her.

Her eyes then flew opened and immediately found mine. She quickly propped herself up and wrapped her arms around.

"Oh, Kyle," she shouted excitedly. "I thought I was never going to see you again. I'm so happy to see you, to hold you again. Does this mean that I get to stay? That you want to keep me," she asked hopefully. "Please, please don't make me go away again. I want to stay here with you."

I sighed. "I know Sunny. I won't make you go away anytime soon," I said cautiously looking down at her. She looked on the verge of tears. I pulled her closer to me and hugged her tightly. "You're not going anywhere Sunny, I promise. I will always keep you." And I really meant it. If Jodi ever came back and Sunny was removed again, I would not ship her off to another planet, I would keep her safe with me; until the day I die.

"But you said 'anytime soon', what did you mean by that?" she sniffed.

"Please understand Sunny, I love Jodi and I would like it very much to be able to see her again. I would like for you to help me, help us and in return, I will keep you Sunny. I will be whatever you need me to be and I … I will love you, Sunny. I would never ship you off to another world. Can you do that Sunny, can you find Jodi?" I asked.

"I will try my very best. I will find her, I promise." She smiled warmly at me.

"Take as long as you need," I said returning her smile before tilting my head down and placing a small kiss on her forehead.


A/N: I have absolutely no medical knowledge, so I do not know how long a body can survive without food or any other medical conditions I mentioned. So, please, just use your imaginations. Again, I try and I hope you liked it. I know it's not what you expected, but I will try to get back on the Mel/Wanda path. Please let me know what you think, thank you. :D