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Chapter 3

All I remembered was that I was talking to Burns; he had said something about it being slippery and to watch out, however I had just said I would be careful. A few seconds later I slipped right into the water. I was thrown into the icy current and being tossed around under water. There was barely any air supply in my lungs that was being knocked out every second. I have no idea how long I was tossed around in the water. I tried to touch something, anything: the bottom, a rock. Then it struck me I would probably drown. No Wanda, keep yourself alive for Ian, the word brought pain. I struggled harder it was no use. My lungs screamed for air, there was no up or down just water. Finally my head broke the surface but not long enough for me to get a breath. Blackness covered my vision pushing me away from my surroundings, I let it come there was no use fighting it. The last thing I remembered was two strong hands on my shoulders before the world went dead.

I awoke with the sound of rhythmic pounding, and then I realized it was my chest being pounded on, it hurt. Water was rising back up my throat that I was not in control of. I tried to breath but thoughts and my body weren't on the same terms. Warm breath filled my airways and my lungs took it in; once, twice...

I was in control again I coughed up some of the remaining water and my eyes flew open.

I saw all the familiar faces around me fill with relief, but only one really mattered right now.

"Ian" I croaked and it sounded rather pitiful. I started to reach for him but he was already picking me of ground and crushing me into his chest.

"Wanda" he breathed, kissing my forehead. I could feel the heat radiating from his body. Everyone was in a trace like state starring at me; I felt their stares boring into me. I covered my face with my hair I stared at Ian's jacket. I began to shiver and chatter out of control and everyone slowly started to wake up. Mel spoke first, "C'mon let's Wanda and Burns into some dry clothes before they freeze to death." Burns? Burns he had risked his life to jump in the river and save me? I turned me head to look at him, my rescuer. He was soaked just like me and was exhausted as he tried to get up and Jared helped him.

"Thank you" I managed to stutter out. He had a haunted look in his eye as he just nodded in return. Ian stood up with me in his arms; I had no objections to him carrying me this time. I doubted I could even walk. I buried my face in his jacket again, I had lost mine in the water, or Burns had taken it off because it must have been really heavy wet. I felt bad, what had I done, I had just almost drowned! Burns could have died trying to save me! What would Ian done with out me, or Jamie, Mel or Jared? Why did I walk so close to the edge? Stupid, stupid, stupid. How could have I done this to them? That was mean; they didn't deserve the pain I had just put them through.

"Ian?" I managed to get out through chattering teeth.

"Yes?" he said looking at me like I would shatter to a million pieces at any moment.

"I'm sorry" I said. I felt wretched for making them all worry about me.

"For what this time Wanda, and whatever it is, you shouldn't be." He sounded exasperated and annoyed; he didn't like me blaming myself even though I was to blame.

"For drowning, I was stupid." The whole thing could have been preventable.

"Wanda, it was an accident, no one is at fault" Yes someone was. Me. How could he not see that?

"A stupid one. I got too close to the edge and slipped. Burns tried to warn me but I didn't listen."

"You hardly ever do." He was right, I never did listen. The words stung more than he realized. I should listen and I didn't. They were always right and I ignored them and then things like this happened. I felt the tears welling up in my eyes and buried my face in his jacket. I cried silently until we reached the truck. He set me down upright, I was too shaky a tired to stand so I slumped down, my back against the tires. Ian saw my tear stained face and moved forward to comfort me, but I turned away, I didn't deserve his comfort and I felt even more terrible when I saw Ian's pain expression. Melanie saw my face and growled at Ian and told him to go away, misinterpreting the reason for my tears. I was silent as she helped me get dressed. I was too tired to do anything, to keep my eyes open or even talk. I was cold, freezing to be more accurate. Jamie came by when we were finished. Melanie had basically dressed me, my eyes had been closed half the time and she had supported most of my weight.

"You guys ready to go?" he asked.

"Yep. Wanda ready to go home?" all I could do was nod weakly.

"Can she walk?"

"No."

"Can I carry her then?"

"Go for it, but if you drop her your on your own with Ian"

"Okay" Jamie was really enthusiastic, probably because he got to take care of someone else for a change. If I still was in Mel's body I would probably be the one carrying him, then again he and Melanie were about the same size now. I clung to his coat with my small hands. Jamie, oh Jamie. I didn't like the fact that he was growing up so fast. Soon he would be fifteen and I think Mel agreed with me when I wish he could be nine forever.

Things were taking a trance like state for me and my hearing was muffled and I kept my eyes closed as I let my head roll limply.

"What is wrong with her and why are you carrying her?" My eyes flew open in shock as I heard Ian's extremely upset hostile tone directed at Jamie. How could he yell at Jamie, my Jamie like that? I clung to Jamie clothes and held myself up higher. Jared hand was on Ian's shoulder and Melanie was shouting at Ian. Then they were fighting about who got to carry me. Ugh! So to stop their arguing I simply said "Jamie put me down I can walk."

All I got was a chorus of "No" in return. Then I got a lecture from Mel how I couldn't even keep my eyes open, let alone walk. I slumped into Jamie she was right and the noise was fuzzy again, I let my eyes close and my head roll. I was set down into the back seat of the car. I had forgotten how to move my fingers and Jamie had to pry them off his coat. I was still freezing.

"Jamie" I whimpered.

"What's wrong?" It was Ian, he sounded really hurt.

"Cold" I was shivering again. He slid in beside me and wrapped his jacket around me. It helped and I curled into a ball. He put his warm hand on my face; I wanted him to keep it there it felt good. He sighed and took his hand off and kissed me on the cheek, I was too worn out to respond. I noticed when the others got in and Ian sat in the back with and pulled me into his lap and wrapped his arms around me. I fell asleep moments later.

A/N I know this is the same as the last chapter but I wanted to do it again from Wanda's POV. i might have changed a few things in it too sorry. R&R please. If you've read this far you either like it or your just really bored. thank you anyway.