Hey… so I know you all must absolutely hate me and I'm really really sorry! I had a lot of stuff that I needed to deal with and living in my fantasy world of the Host and Twilight just wasn't helping and I wasn't feeling inspired at all.

I just re-read the Host and it is still as fantastic as ever and I definitely feel inspired again! So here it is. It's 4 pages in word so I think that's pretty decent length and I found a good place to end it so I hope you all enjoy it!

ALSO- I was having the dilemma earlier about the name and I've found the perfect one! Well I think so anyways. Drum roll please….. "Life and Love Go On"

What do you think?! If you remember it's what Lily said about Wes when they first got together so I think it's good. I like it anyways. Lol tell me what you think! And even though I've been a bitch and haven't posted in a while, please review!!!

Love, Lizz

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"Wanda?" Ian grabbed my chin, forcing me to look him in the eyes. "What is it?"

Seeing the worry in his eyes I decided to wait until I could talk to Mel and figure out what memory I had just uncovered. None of it made sense and it seemed pointless to worry Ian if it turned out to be nothing.

"Nothing" I lied. "Sorry just zoned out for a second."

Ian opened his mouth to call my bluff but before he could say anything something flew into the kitchen and hit the wall right above his head. He instinctively pulled me close to him covering my head, only to be followed by an outburst of laughter. We looked up to see Mel and Jared standing in the doorway holding their sides and Melanie bent down to pick up the rolling soccer ball.

"Ian, seriously, take a chill pill." Jared laughed. Realizing what had actually happened I couldn't stop the smile that spread across my face. I felt Ian relax beside me and I leaned into him.

"Was that a challenge, Howe?" Ian laughed.

"Oh no, no, no!" Mel said, walking over and grabbing my arm pulling me with her. "It's us two," she wagged her fingers in between the two of us, "against you two" as she did the same with Jared and Ian.

"Fine with me but I don't think it's fair for you two." Jared laughed.

"We'll just see about that." I retorted, smacking him playfully on his shoulder as we walked by. Once in the game room Mel and I started stretching to warn our muscles. Within a few minutes the boys had set up the field and the game was on.

Mel and I make a great team. After spending a year sharing one head, we were more in sync with each other than we though possible. With a single glance, she would know where I would put the ball and she would be there before the boys knew what was happening. They did get a few shots in, but only a few. We called the game after about an hour and we beat the boys 21 to 10.

The four of us collapsed in the middle of the field, exhausted from the long work out. "I can't even tell you how much I missed running" I laughed, resting my head on Ian's shoulder. I smiled over at Mel who was doing the same with Jared. She met my glance and smiled back. In that moment I felt like I was part of a family. The thought of losing them crept into my mind for some reason and I felt an unbearable pain at just the thought of it…

And that's when the memory attacked my mind with full force.

"Jen lets go!" he yelled. I was still running around my room looking for my other shoe. Finally I found it lying under my bed, grabbed it and ran out the door and down the stairs.

I ran out the door, almost forgetting to close it behind me, and then into the passenger seat. "How are you doing mom?" I asked turning around to face the woman in the backseat. She was panting heavily holding her stomach. When the contraction was over, she nodded an ok to me. I turned to face the dark street and then looked at the time. 3 AM. "Looks like our baby sister is an early bird just like us!" I laughed looking at the driver.

The man from the photo. My… brother? He looks so familiar…

By the time we get to the emergency room, Mom is screaming from the backseat. I keep reassuring her, telling her everything is fine, but deep down I am panicking. Something isn't right. I'm no doctor but by the sound of her moaning in the back seat I can tell that much. As soon as we were inside, she was whisked away by the nurses. We could hear her screams as she was taken down a long hallway, leaving us in the waiting room.

I turned to look at my brother through blurry eyes and I watched a tear escape down his face. "Something's wrong" I whispered, trying and failing to keep my voice from shaking.

"I know" he said returning my gaze. "It'll be ok. That's what the doctors are here for right?" I nodded weakly and pressed myself into his chest as he wrapped his arms around me. He was only a few minutes older than me but he always took the role of big brother when I needed him.

"Wanda? Wanda!" Ian's shouts brought me back from this memory. Not one from the previous soul, but one from the body. "Wanda? Baby what's wrong?" The panic in his eyes made me want to cry.

"I'm fine. Fine." I couldn't talk to Ian about this. I don't know why, but I needed to talk to Melanie. I was still getting used to the fact that we didn't share a body. I shot her a glance and she seemed to understand immediately.

"Wanda lets go take a bath. I feel all gross." She said walking over to me pulling me up. Ian did not seem to like that idea.

"Are we seriously just going to pretend that Wanda did not just totally black out on the floor?!" He practically yelled.

"Yes." She responded very matter-of-factly. "That's exactly what we're going to do." We were standing now and I could see the anger and worry practically radiating off him. I put my hand on his cheek and he leaned into it, never taking his eyes off of me.

"I'm fine." I whispered to him standing on my tip toes to give him a soft reassuring kiss. "Love you."

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"I don't know what to do!" I sighed in frustration after telling Mel everything.

"Honestly, I have absolutely no idea what to do about this. My best guess would just be to try and figure it out. What were you thinking of that set off the memory?"

"I was thinking about my family here and about how I couldn't bear to lose any of you…" and with that I was brought back.

"I'm sorry." And the nurse walked away. She had just told us that our mother was dead, and she just walked away. I couldn't make sense of what I was feeling, and I was pretty sure I was in shock. I looked up and saw my brother crying, his arm around my shoulder. His face just made it real. My mother was dead.

"Oh my God. What do we do?" I sobbed into his shoulder for I don't know how long. But then I remembered the baby. Our baby sister, still unnamed, was somewhere in the hospital, just born and all alone.

My nameless brother seemed to know what I was thinking as I thought it. "Let's go see our sister, shall we?"

She was gorgeous. Beautiful. "Grace." I whispered. He looked at me as if I were crazy. "Mom would have agreed. Grace is the perfect name."

He nodded. "Grace. Perfect." He pulled me closer and kissed the top of my head reassuringly. Neither of us got along with our mother. She wasn't there for the majority of our childhood, but during her pregnancy she had tried to make amends and that name her death sting even more.

There was a flash of light and the memory changed. The whole mood changed. Instead of intense sadness, I was happy.

Watching Gracie playing on the swings, I couldn't help but smile. I never thought I would get to see it. I saw my brother smiling at her as she flew away from him and then back. My little one year old and my big five year old.

I know him…

They both looked so happy. My brother especially. It was our seventeenth birthday today and it seemed that we had grown up entirely too fast. The invasion was a year ago, and somehow we had made it out against the odds. Just me, Grace, and…

That's it. I know him. This body's brother, my brother.

"Wes"

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