Chapter 4: Innocent Calm

Wanda

I was floating in a calm, warm sea. That moment between awake and assleep... I could hear the world outside, but I could not move or open my eyes. I was just so warm and calm...

Doc's pill was one of ours, so it's effects were almost immediate. How long was I assleep? Did not know, but my head was much better and I felt warm, not cold how a human body is suppose to feel with a fever.

I heared the door of the room I shared with my Ian open, even though the person was being quiet. Then light footsteps. Someone was here... I hoped it was not Melanie again. Since the boys left, her attempts to calm my worries really pushed my nerves to the limits...

The person lied down beside me in the matress, above the sheet that Jeb brought for me to sleep, and put his arms around my small body. The moment he touched me, I knew. It was Ian, he was back. A wave of joy spread to every inch of me...

But I could not open my eyes yet. All I found the streght to do was to move my arms to accept his embrace, and let a small moan slip.

He kissed my cheek and the top of my head, letting himself stay in that position - Hey, sleepy. Your fever has gotten better. - He whispered in my ear.

I felt a chill, that had nothing to do with the fever - How was the raid? - I whispered.

He caressed the curls of my hair - All safe and sound. Sunny did great. And you?

I shrugged - Hate fevers. Just laying here...

Ian chuckled - I know.

We stayed like that for a couple of minutes, with Ian resting his head in mine, caressing my arm slowly, like enchanting me to fully wake up.

After another minute, turned to him and opened my eyes, meeting his blue eyes.

- Morning.

- Morning.

Then he kissed me. How I missed him...It was slow, warm... I let him pick me up and sat me down on the bed, while a hand caressed my neck and hair. He was being carefull, knowing that my body was not in full force... but still I held him in my arms as strong as I could. When we stoped and looked at each other.

- I missed you - I whispered.

- I know, me too.

Then I looked at his coat, put in the chair that we had next to his shelf of books. Then I noticed the notebook under it. - What is that?

He looked and then took a deep breath - just something that Sunny thought I would want. No big deal.

He was not telling me everything. "And I am the worst liar..." I couldn't help thinking to myself. - But what is it? - I insisted.

He looked at me, and I saw a shadow in his eyes, and immediately felt terrible. Whatever it was, it was painfull for him, and I could see that me insisting was something he was hoping I would not do. - It's just a notebook for music, honey.

- For your guitar? - I pointed with my head for the instrument, always lying in a corner.

- Yeah.

Should I go further? I wanted to know... but did not want to hurt him...

Someone knocked. - Ian? Wanda? - Said Jamie's voice on the other side.

- Come in! - I said, glad for the interruption.

Jamie walked in - sorry, is just... we got visitors.

Both Ian and I looked at each other. Probably thinking the same thing.

If it were Seekers, Jamie would not behave like this, nor with unknown humans.

So it could only be Burns's group.