Disclaimer: I don't own the Host.
A/N: Second Chapter, what's going to happen next?
Ian's P.O.V.:
I was pretty sure Wanda was so confused and scared right now, but I need to find us a hotel to stay in for the night, while I figure out what I am going to do next. Burns is probably having so much fun now, trying to track us down, well I left no clues for him to find.
"Are you OK?"I asked Wanda. "Yes just wondering, what had just happened and asking myself over and over in my head, why did I get you caught up in this mess," She said sighing.
"It's all right, Wanda, honestly, I am going to protect you from that, little f*****, now let's find us a hotel to stay in for the night, and not worry about Burns or his idiotic friends," I said bravely. I stopped for petrol, eyeing up a perfect hotel, just down the block. I looked in my wallet for a fifty for my petrol, I handed it to man, asking him about that hotel, "Is it any good?" I asked curiously. "Ya, grand, cheapish place." I hopped in my car, it was 1 in the noon, and Wanda was wide awake, making sure she looked fine for the hotel. I parked in, opening the boot of the car to get our bags, Wanda walked in and waited for me, sitting down on the arm chair. I walked in to find it not just a grand place, it was beautiful. Valuable things everywhere, men who lifted your luggage to your room, men in the lifts and they have a fine restaurant too. I walked up to the man at the counter, "Can I have one of your finest rooms, please," I asked. "Yes, that will be £700, please," he answered gruffly. I handed him the money, he just grabbed it out of my hands, well he's not a very cheerful man. "Room 29,"he said. He muttered something under his breath. I muttered something back.
The man lifted my bags into his luggage lifter and wheeled into the lift, we walked in after him, while the lift man pressed a button.
As I unlocked our room, the luggage man dropped our bags at the door. I opened the room and inside there was a big bathroom, a table with wine and strawberries, a double bed and a grand big wardrobe and balcony, a TV. I turned on the TV and the news was on, it was a report about someone's house got burnt down, Oh God it is in my street, apartment number 14, wait that's funny I live in apartment 14, it can't be, that b****** burnt down my house, that had all my memories in it, all my pictures, and it was robbed to they say, I am going to kill Burns, he is going to pay for everything he done to me and to Wanda.
A/N: End of another fine chapter .
