Hey Guys I'm back! Soo excited for the release of this Chapter, I have been working on it FOREVER, that being said, I am so excited to continue posting. So you have a date to anticipate, the next chapter will be coming out on Wednesday of next week, but it is going to get INTENSE, so pumped for Thorne's POV. Muahaha time to start destroying relationships, but don't worry, this will all work out, trust me. HOPE YOU ENJOY this chapter my beautiful readers and followers, I'm really liking the idea of The Wizard of Oz, so I'll see where this takes me. Thank you all, don't forget to comment and post your reviews! Have a wonderful week!

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Cress stood with her body pressed against a large wooden crate, shivering in the frigid air. She would much rather be in the ship where there was warm air and mugs of hot chocolate to warm them up, but no, she remained standing in the middle of Siberia, distributing letimosis antidotes to the smallest town she had ever seen. Sure, it was a beautiful place, but in the middle of winter, it seemed more likely to lash out on you then take your breath away with the stunning snow and rosy cheeks. To make matters worse, she was only wearing a thin dress that reached her ankles and elbows.

She had desperately wished that finding a coat had been her priority in the last town they had visited, but it had been the farthest thing from her thoughts. That town had been in Australia where the sun seemed to forget that there was even such thing as winter. Here, it remembered.

Cress closed her eyes, picturing herself an hour from then, flying across the world to New Beijing palace where she would be reacquainted with Cinder, Kai, Iko, Winter, and Jacin. They would then enjoy a week to themselves in the palace, and attend the annual peace ball. But most of all, she couldn't wait to see him. Who had told her that he loved her, who had promised they would be together after the revolution, but they weren't. It had been a lie, well sort of a lie, Thorne had no idea that when he had proposed the idea of her staying with him on the rampion that there wasn't really a chance that she would actually stay with him, and that he instead, would be heading back and forth from Luna to Earth, using the enormous amount of space in his 214 class Rampion spaceship to store the antidote, while she was plucked from Thorne's grasp to be placed on the committee that actually distributed it. It had almost crushed her heart to see him leave so soon after they had just been reunited, but he didn't seem too irked, considering that the team he got stuck with was full of beautiful lunar women that would show him around, and help him with his work. Of course by the time all of the women had boarded, there was no room aboard for Cress.

Cinder had also told her that she would do more good if she wasn't with Thorne, seeing as neither of them knew their way to the Labs on Luna, and also, she wouldn't be a distraction for Thorne to get carried away while he was on the mission. Cress huffed, his new acquaintances would probably be more of a distraction than she had ever been in her entire life, and it had taken every ounce of self-control to keep herself from hurling herself at those gorgeous, flirtatious lunar girls who, even without glamour, had the most beautiful clothes, and heart shaped faces, and hair that fell like a waterfalls around their bodies. She even knew that they all were more than likely to fall in love with her captain, especially when she had so easily fallen for it before. Yes, even when they got back together, she was sure that he would have forgotten all about her.

And fallen for Savanna, or Cassidy, or… Vivian, who she could tell that Thorne was already claiming as his own… with her beautiful brown hair and thick lashes, and her tan skin, and her tall legs. She began to seethe and her jaw locked in frustration. He was off traveling the world with pretty females who had no problem displaying their bodies for the single, bad boy criminal who had probably neglected to mention the fact that someone was already very much in love with him. Her head pounded on the crate next to her.

Thorne was somewhere without her, and she was stuck here, passing out these small vials in a desolate wasteland that made frost form on her pale skin.

To be fair, the town was very beautiful. The houses were all lined up perfectly and made of a dark wood that cress couldn't name. The gentle snow covered every surface (including the people) and there was something about it that made cress want to stare at it forever. The pristine white that glittered with the sparkle of a million crystals, and sometimes hinted at different colors if the sun hit it just right. Of course she had seen snow in pictures before, but it was different up close, cleaner, and pearlier white than any picture from a satellite could show her. And when she breathed out, oh when she breathed out... Wolf had laughed at her initial response to jump away from the cloud that billowed from her mouth, but she soon learned that "seeing your breath" as he called it, was nothing to be afraid of, especially when it meant she was still breathing. Afterwards, she cautiously tested her exhale once more before making herself lightheaded by examining how large she could make the cloud be.

The excitement of snow was quick to wear off though, leaving her with adrenaline filled memories and the feeling that her fingers were slowly turning into icicles. It was at times like these that Cress found it difficult to think of anything other than the fact that her body was made up of 60% water. Which went without saying that water froze at 32° Fahrenheit. And she was more than positive that the current temperature was under 32° Fahrenheit.

Cress began to wander in and out of daydreams to keep her mind from worrying about frozen limbs.

She was a net drama actress, and all of these people were her fans, lined up to receive her autograph.

She was a princess of an icy kingdom, wearing a beautiful white dress that was made from the sparkling fabric of snow, and the threads of icicles.

She was a dark wood tree that stood tall and looked down on the people in front of her with wisdom and years of knowledge, but the dreams were withering and every time she thought that she had slipped out of painful reality, she was jerked back in by the red, pudgy hands that demanded more of the antidote.

To Cresses right, she could hear scarlet and wolf giving out the antidote to townspeople as well, and all of a sudden, she felt a large hand on her shoulder, pulling her away from the relentless people. She felt a change of climate, as she realized that she was being drawn back into the sanctuary of the ship. It was significantly less cold in there, and she immediately noticed the difference where every time she took in a breath, it didn't feel like she was swallowing shards of ice that ripped at her vocal cords and slashed down her windpipe. Her breathing relaxed and she whirled around to see the hero who had pulled her from the freezing cold.

She honestly was not surprised that it was wolf who was pulling off his hoodie and setting it down over cresses shoulders. Her heart hiccupped in her throat, and her thoughts immediately turned to Thorne, who would have been in wolf's position right now, heroically handing cress his jacket if it wasn't for the fact that he was millions of miles away from her.

You need to stop thinking about him. He isn't here, you're only making it more painful for yourself

She thought silently

Wolf nudged the jacket into her grip, bringing her back to reality. Her first thought was to deny the jacket, and tell him that he needed it for himself, but he pressed it back into her hands and argued that she was going to get frostbite if she didn't put it on. She finally accepted the gift easier than she had planned.

"Thank you wolf," she said and then turned to go back outside, but wolf stopped her, inhaling deeply, he gave her a pitiful look,

"I smell your jealousy and nerves, you scent tells me that you're drowning in doubt as well. What has Thorne done this time," he asked nonchalantly. His question caught her off guard, and it took her a second to remember how to speak.

"Nothing," she stammered, trying to push past his arm that had blockaded her in, but as soon as she said it, tears began to pool in her eyes, much against her will, and leak across her face until they caressed down her chin and dropped onto the ground,"

Wolf's voice had grown soft, "you can't try to bottle up all of that energy inside, it's not healthy, you could hurt yourself by trying to hide from the inevitable, and talking about it will make you feel a lot better,"

She huffed "as if you know about releasing feelings, you were stuck up on the rampion for a whole month without scarlet, and you spent most of your time moping around and staying isolated from the rest of the group." She lashed, and, expecting him to be offended, she was surprised when he laughed out of amusement, causing her to feel even more frustrated that every time she got upset, people saw it as a joke.

"Since when did you become so feisty?" He chuckled, and she crossed her arms in defiance, but when she tried to exit, his arm still stood immovable in front of her.

"I'm fine, really, and I don't want to talk about it,"

"Come on Cress, I know enough about you to tell when someone has hurt you, I think I can help, don't you want to talk?"

Cress wiped at the tears, pleading that they would stop before she could make even more of a fool out of herself.

"No, I don't think I can tell you, or put it into words, i guess I'm just frustrated," her voice was becoming smaller, weaker, threatening to crack.

"You can tell me, I just don't want to see you get hurt." He said wrapping her into his embrace.

Cress bit her lip and her sob came out as a cracked and broken squeak that did little more than raise a blush to her face. More tears began to fall and all she could do was watch them dancing as they slipped through the air, landing with a splat on the metal interior of the ship's frame.

"Oh wolf," she sobbed, resigned. She pressed a hand against her mouth. No, she would not cry. She would be strong, be a hero. Willing the lakes to dry up, the water flow began to slowly subside. She composed herself, collecting her thoughts. Took a deep breath. And then let her feelings fly free from the cage in her heart.

"I'm not like the other girls he has loved before, I'm not as pretty, or tall, or flirtatious, and I'm just… Just cress. And now he's on his ship filled with beautiful lunars who I think have more intentions than distributing the plague antidote. I just don't know what to do, I obviously am some sort of naive child to him that doesn't understand what love is, but more than that, I know what loyalty is, and he has none of that." She took a deep breath and the continued, shoving her anger and resentment, and her frustration into her words "Wolf, I'm scared that he won't love me as much as I love him, but how many times can a person say I love you before it becomes a meaningless phrase? Because I know he has told a lot of girls that he loved them, so who am I to him? Just another number to add to the toss outs and throw always? Because that's how he treats me," she concluded her rant, shoving her frustration into her words and filling them with passion and truth, because for the first time in her life, she felt like she could confide in him, and he would listen to her. And she could go on and on about her feelings, and he would understand, he would help her get through this. He would help her. He had to, because she had just told him one of her biggest secrets.

Remembering that she had an audience, she turned back to look at wolf, he seemed almost surprised that such a small, tiny girl could be filled with such feelings as she had just expressed. And then, he looked angry at Thorne, like he might have a talk with him once they were all back together.

It wasn't a surprise, ever since they had begun delivering the antidote, wolf had been more protective around her, and she was beginning to see the dominance in his lovable wolf side every time he kissed scarlet, or talked to Cress, his overprotective nature made him charming in a different way than Kai was charming, or Thorne was charming. It was sweet and determined, and somehow this information made cress forget about the awful monster and animal that he could be if he wanted.

"I understand, but things will get better, sometimes relationships need a lot of work and molding for you two to entirely trust each other. Just give it time, everyone can tell that Thorne is a complete idiot, but he has enough brains to recognize that he has to play his part too. Or, if he doesn't shape up, I'll see what I can do to persuade him," he pulled her into another hug, and cress was surprised when it didn't feel forced. She was glad that someone knew what she was going through, even if it was only a small thing that meant the world to her. He motioned with his hand that she should exit the small ship first, and followed close behind.

The effects of the hoodie were instantaneous, sending warmth through her body, and she was finally able to look down to examine the hoodie for the first time. It was about ten sizes too big, and it fell to her mid-calf, covering her dress. It was a dark shade of blue, and she kind of liked the way it fell around her, cocooning her in its warmth. It smelled like tomatoes, and vaguely of scarlet, if she had the right angle. Wolf just shrugged.

"It doesn't exactly fit me right," he said and cress let out a laugh

"Me neither," she said patting him on the chest, "it's nice though, it will keep me warm." She gave him one last smile before walking out to continue passing out the antidote.

There, what do you think? Post your thoughts, ideas, other in the comments below! Also because neither of us can wait for Wednesday, I'm giving you a spoiler... Have fun with this, I am so desperately in love with Thorne, and no I'm not going to destroy Creswell

SPOILER: Thorne had way too much to drink. Judging from the spouts of giggles and the skimpy looks they were giving him, he assumed that "his girls" as he had come to call them had too much to drink as well, but even then, knowing it was a mistake, he tipped the champagne bottle up to his lips to wash down the previous drink of whiskey that was still sending fizzles of laughter down his throat. When he had first been introduced to his crew, his first thought had been to keep himself far away from these overly attractive lunar women, but that was when Cress had been standing there by his side.

But now, now Cress was not by his side. She wasn't even at the top of Thorne's list of most important people to remember, outshined by Savanna, and Cassidy, and... Spades Vivian's coppery eyes were sparkling in the bright lights of the Rampion's dining room, and he gazed up at her, trying to remember his name. She scooted closer, and his eyebrows shot up in anticipation.

She grabbed the bottle out of his grasp and maneuvered his hand to wrap around her waist. And then, they were slow dancing to the music, music that he had downloaded for an occasion such as this. And she was nudging his nose to the side as she leaned in and gave him the most passionate kiss he had ever received in his entire life. And she was slowly twisting her fingers in the hair at the base of his neck, and he had his hands buried in her beautiful long brown hair. And they danced while she pressed him into the back counter and fell deeper into his embrace.

But something was wrong. Something that nagged at his brain until he was forced to recede from their tangled bodies and slowly back away. Because at times like these, Thorne really wished that he had a brain.