It's been so long since I updated. And I'm sorry about that. BUt I've been going threw some changes. I moved in with my grandparents then I moved to the Potato state to live with my aunt who doen't have internet. And my laptop is a peice of shit so I have to either use my tablet or I have to barrow someone else's computer. No one wants to share their computer. :( But the Fanfic must go on! Thought I have hit a bit of a snag I think I'll be ending this one soon and writing the continuation on my 'side fanfic' "Mother of a Host" But only time will tell.

Yeah! They're almost to my new piece of drama! Mwahahahaha! Yes I just evil laughed on a fanfiction. Just read it, it's good.

DISCLAIMER: The characters do not belong to me they belong to Stephanie Meyer's author of the wonderful book 'The Host'

Chapter 23: Surprise!

I woke up rubbing my eyes in the bright sunshine that was coming through the windows when I heard the engine die. I sat up and looked around.

I was laying in the backseat of the truck with a blanket tacked to the roof to make it dark.

"Should we wake her up?" I heard Ian ask.

"I'd say let's wait till we find the note they left us. Remember we stopped and they didn't."

I let my brain process what was happening; We must be in Arizona and by the sound of it, looking for a note that Mel and the others left us.

"Where did they leave it?" I said trying to move the blanket, "I'll help look."

Someone undid the tacks and the blanket fell. I blinked back the sudden blinding sunlight and shielded my eyes.

"Your awake." Brandon said.

I nodded, "Where are we?"

"Almost home." Ian said grabbing my free hand.

"And we're looking for a note?" I said blinking and letting my hand fall to my side.

"Yep." Brandon said opening the door, "It should be right here." His voice got fainter.

I leaned over and kissed Ian's cheek, "Having fun talking to my father?"

I felt his jaw tighten, "Yep."

I looked into his face, "What's wro-"

"Found it!" Brandon called.

"I'll talk to you about it later." Ian said giving me a peck on the lips just as Brandon got back into the truck.

"It says they went in on ahead and they got some food. So we should be set for a week or so."

I nodded and sat back onto the seat and grabbed my seatbelt, "Are we going home now?"

Brandon started the car, "Sure are. Why don't you call them and let them know."

I nodded and pulled my phone out of my pocket. I pressed the 3 on speed dial.

"Hello?" Mel's voice answered.

"Hey." I said, "We're almost there. We just got your note."

"They just got our note." Mel said to someone. "Should I tell her?" she said kind of muffled.

"Tell me what?" I said.

"You know we'll just show you when you get here. Just know that we got you, and Brandon too, a surprise. Ok?"

"Ok." I said hesitantly, "How'd it go with Jeb and Landon?"

"Jeb was really surprised but they're talking. I think it's going over well." She said and then chuckled, "It doesn't hurt that he has Jeb's eyes."

I nodded, "I figured that'd help. So what's my surprise?" I asked.

"I…. Let's just say a lot of questions are gonna get answered." Mel said. "You'll see when you get home. Love you."

"Love you" The line went dead "too." I muttered.

"You've got a surprise?" Ian asked.

"Apparently both Brandon and I have a surprise waiting for us."

I felt the truck accelerate. "I'm not one for waiting." Brandon said.

It took at least 15 minutes to get to the place we were suppose to drop the car off at. And a five to ten minute walk to the cave.

"Wanda." I heard some voices say when we entered the big room from the tunnels.

The first to reach me was Jamie, sprinting towards me with his arms open wide. I pulled him close and smoothed his hair as he cried into my shirt, "Oh Wanda. I missed you so much!"

I kissed the top of his head, "I missed you too Jamie."

I felt myself being hugged from every side as my family embraced me. I even saw Sharon join, with a few tears in her eyes.

After I hugged everyone at least twice Jamie grabbed my hand and started to pull me towards the kitchen. "Mel and Jeb are waiting to give you your surprise."

I felt my stomach twist up and I reached for Brandon's hand. I dragged him along as Jamie ran ahead.

When we got to the kitchen I recognized a few people, Jeb, Mel, Jared, Doc, Maggie and I even saw Nate but there was one woman I didn't recognize. But at the same time she was so familiar.

I stared at the woman with golden curls. Just like mine. She stared at me with her sparkling gray eyes. Eyes like mine. And I stared at her face with freckles across her nose and cheeks. Just like mine.

"Hello Wanda." She said. And then she took a deep breath, "Brandon."

I was frozen. She was here? How? How on earth was she here?

"Britney?" Brandon said taking a step forward.

I let go of his hand, still staring at her. I'd seen this woman in my dreams last night, but she was here, in my caves. Here when I could see her, touch her and more importantly yell and scream at her.

I felt hands go around my shoulders and down to my hands. I linked fingers with him as he leaned down to whisper. "Who is it?" Ian asked.

"She's my mother." I said. I more like yelled it, it had come out of me a lot louder than I expected.

She looked at me and nodded, "Hello Ian. I've heard a lot about you, from your brother."

Something inside me wanted to laugh; she obviously knew who he was. But other parts wanted to snap at her and to tell her not to address him.

I turned and buried my face into his stomach. I needed him to hold me, to comfort me. This was too much. I looked up into his face. He was staring at me with a look of worry and concern.

I took a deep breath, "We need to wash up." And without turning to look at anyone I dragged Ian towards our room.

I made him go first and checked that we weren't fallowed. Then I needed his help to put the door back in place. I just stood there facing the door breathing heavily.

"Wanda?" Ian said softly from behind me, "Baby are you ok?"

"What is she doing here?" I yelled turning around.

He seemed a bit surprised that I'd yelled but her put his hands onto my shoulders again, "I don't know. Why didn't you ask her that?"

I felt tears start to form, "I don't know." I said shaking my head and grabbing onto his shirt, "I don't know."

He pulled me close and sat us on the mattresses on the floor. He let me cry into his shirt for a few minutes before he spoke. "Now it looks like you have your mom and your dad."

I looked at him. He face was tight and was staring at the red and gray doors.

"What's wrong Ian?" I asked getting onto my knees beside him.

He shrugged. "Nothing."

I put my hands on either side of his face and moved his face to look at me, "There's something wrong, I know there is. What is it?"

He sighed, "I guess if you don't tell Brandon then I'll talk to you about it." I bit my lip as he took a deep breath. "He told me your real age."

I leaned away from him sitting onto my feet, "Really?" I felt tears welling up again.

He turned towards me, "Please don't cry." He said wiping away the moisture, "I understand why you did it. But I still feel a bit upset about it."

"I did it to be with you." I said softly.

He nodded, "And I talked to your dad about that." I blushed, "He made some good points."

I bit down harder on my lip while I watched his eyes. Was he angry at me?

"You could have told me ya know." He said, "I'm just concerned because you lied, and got away with it."

He wiped away more moisture, "That's the only time I lied to you."

He chuckled, "You mean the only time you lied and I didn't catch it."

I smiled a little bit, "Yea."

He nodded and leaned in to kiss me. His kiss was soft and gentle.

I felt the lava in me start to flow. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back. I felt him smile beneath my lips and lay me back against the mattress. I brought him down with me and he let his hand roam down and rest on my hip.

I felt him press his body next to mine and I rested my palms on the back of his neck pressing his lips closer to mine. He moved my hip so that there was no space between us and I wrapped my right leg around his hip. I heard him moan and I traced my tongue along his bottom lip.

He pulled back "Didn't you saw we had to wash up?"

I smiled, "But I'm having fun."

He sat up bringing me with him, "There will be plenty of time for fun later. Lets get you cleaned up and then there's one thing you need to attend too."

I groaned, Of course. "I don't really want to talk to her."

He nodded, "Ok. If you still feel that way after a bath then you don't have to." He kissed me again, "We'll come back here and have some fun."

Yep. Back in the caves.

"But doesn't that mean it's over?"

[See the top bold info] Actually no. Now we have new drama. And I'm working on a way to make it interesting.

"So it's going to go on forever?"

HAhaha of course not. It'll end eventually. But as long as there are idea's in my head there will be O'Wanda to be written. And that's why you read this right?

Anyway, leave a review and let me know what you think. Oh and don't forget to look at 'Mother of a Host' for the other side of the story.