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Jared's POV

My eyes got huge as I watched the scene unfold in front of me.

Ian stared at the girl with eyes full of confusion. The girl stood across from him, her long blonde hair shoved all onto one shoulder, her face covered in dirt. Her eyes matched his, full of the same level of confusion…..and fear.

"No." Ian gasped, breaking me out of my thoughts.

"Charlotte?" He asked. Charlotte? Who the hell is Charlotte?

"Hi Ian." The girl said, a soft tone to her scratchy voice. How did they know each other? They just met! We all just met. Right?

"Charlotte?" He sputtered again. "It can't be…..you died!" He pointed his large finger wildly at her, his eyes growing wider by the second. He looked as if he was slowly coming to a realization, whether he liked it or not, I wasn't sure.

The girl took a step closer to Ian and I. "It's me Ian. It's Charlotte. I missed you bro."

Whatever she said, it made Ian break down. His eyes sprouted with tears and he ran towards the girl. Enveloping her in a bone crushing hug. She began to sob into his shoulder while he gently stroked her hair. He placed his chin on her head and closed his wet eyes. "I missed you Cha-Cha."

What the hell?

I watched me in complete and utter confusion for a few moments. They obviously knew each other, I have no idea how, or why, but they did. I slowly crossed my arms over my chest. I gave an awkward cough, breaking up the reunion. They turned and stared at me, eyes and faces still glistening with tears.

"Yeah, sorry to break up, whatever that was, but do you mind telling me what the hell is going on?"

"Right, sorry man." Ian said quietly, draping an arm on the girl's shoulder. "Charlotte, this is Jared." He motioned to me with his free hand. Why was he introducing me to her first, not the other way around? Who the hell was she? She shot me a weak smile, her mind obviously somewhere else. "Jared, this is Charlotte, my baby sister, who up until now, I thought was dead."

Well, I most definitely was not expecting that to come out of his mouth.

"What?" I yelled, my voice strangely high pitched. I attempted to control it before speaking again. "She's your sister? You have a sister? Who lives out here? Who is alive?" All the questions came out rapid fire.

Charlotte nodded slowly. "Yeah. I've been living here for…..eight years now."

Eight years? Eight years? The girl could only be about fifteen years old. Had she been out there since she was seven?

"Yes. I do have a sister. A younger sister. Who is most definitely alive." Ian smiled proudly, looking at Charlotte with loving eyes. I couldn't blame him. If I found out that someone from my family was alive, I don't know how I would react.

"Let's sit down." She suggested, motioning to the cots in the corner. Slowly, we sat down, Charlotte and Ian on one cot, with me on the other. She looked at us with bright blue eyes.

It was then that I realized just how much she looked like Ian. Same brilliant blue eyes, slightly upturned noses, defined cheek bones, small dimples, smile lines. The same air of confidence. They were most definitely family.

"Well," Charlotte started. "You guys know that I live here. Where were you guys before…." She trailed off, eyeing us warily.

"We live in a cave system, in the desert, in New Mexico."

"Huh." She nodded her head, absorbing the words. "Just you two?"

"Hell no." I chuckled. "It's me, Ian, Wanda, Mel, Jamie, Jeb, Doc, Sharon, Maggie, and about twenty-seven more."

Charlotte's eyes got huge. "You mean, there are almost f...forty of you liv...living out there?"

"Yeah!" I said, unsure of why she was so confused, then it hit me. She had been living alone here for eight plus years. Completely and utterly by herself. I don't even know the last time she had talked to another human. It was probably when she last saw Ian, whenever that was.

"My god." She muttered, staring at the dirty cave wall. "And uh, anyone else? Any more O'Sheas?"

Ian nodded gently. "Kyle made it out."

Charlotte let out a long sigh, most likely of relief. She held her silence for a minute longer before finally speaking again. "So, you're saying, that I have lived out here alone for eight damn years, all alone, thinking that I was it. That is was the last one. And now, you're telling me that there are forty of you?" She looked on the verge of tears. This was all too overwhelming for her. Her breathing quickened and her hands became shaky. "Damn."

"I'm so sorry Cha." Ian muttered, his head hanging low. "If I had known you were alive, trust me. I would have torn the whole earth apart to find you."

"I believe it."

"Here's a question. How did you escape? We heard the shots. We heard you scream!" Ian looked at her with a fierce gazing, practically pulling the answers out of her. I was still fairly in the dark, but I couldn't bring myself to disrupt this moment.

"Well, the Seekers came after us. Three of them. All with Glocks. When mom saw them coming, she pulled her gun out, and gave it to me." Her voice broke in the middle of her story, her eyes glazed with a dull pain, as if reliving a hard memory. "Sh..she told me t..t..to climb a tree, I was pretty fast at that. So I climbed up, as far as I could go, but still be in shooting range. When I got to the top, I saw them. Three seekers, as big and ugly as football players, all coming after her. She began to scream at them, saying 'You ruined this world. Go burn in hell.' And then, when it looked like they were going to take her. I began to shoot. I shot down the man in back, then the man next to him. But, sadly, the third guy was faster. He pu..pul...pulled out his gun and shot mom, point blank, right in the chest. Before I could think, I shot him right in the head."

"And then, I screamed. That was the last time I saw another human."

She was hyperventilating, telling the story through tears and shaky breaths. I looked down at my feet, glumly. She had watched her mother get murdered, right in front of her. "How old were you?" I asked, because I needed to know.

"I'm fifteen now, so I was seven then."

My heart jumped to my throat. A seven year old girl forced to shoot three beings dead, and the. Watch her mother get murdered violently. No wonder she was so glad to see Ian and me. The last time she had seen a human had been watching her mother die. Talk about a hard life.

"Well, you are alive. And that's a good thing, because you definitely saved us."

Charlotte gave me a weak smile and wiped her face. After slowing her intense breathing, she looked up at me. "Yeah, I guess so. Now, about those caves….."

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