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Kyle POV

I was down in Doc's room, resting on top of one of the cots there while we talked about the more recent developments with the creatures that we had been seeing a lot more of when we heard footsteps pounding hard on the ground coming from the hall.

"I just don't know what to say, Kyle," Doc said from the chair behind his desk, shaking his head wearily. "I guess when the time comes we'll do something about it, but until then we have no options."

"There are always options," I replied lazily, gazing at the door and awaiting the arrival of whoever was pounding down towards us. Not even a minute later Mel's little brown head came bounding into the room.

"Do you mind?" I asked and she turned around on the spot to locate me before glaring at me. I simply smiled, giving her a hard time was something that I liked to do, and I just couldn't help myself sometimes.

"No Kyle, I don't mind at all. I was actually sent here to get your lazy ass up because Jeb says that it's time," Mel answered before turning to face Doc who was looking rather intently at her. "Jeb says that you can come along if you'd like, or you can stay back and get ready. We still don't know if they're human or souls, so you might want to prep yourself in case there are any extractions that need being done."

"I think that I'll stay back," Doc responded with a slight smile on his face and that usual gleam in his eye when something interesting was about to go down. He immediately stood up from behind his desk and turned to open the cupboards, speaking to himself as he pulled various canisters and boxes out and plopped them down on the top of his desk.

"You coming?" Melanie asked, looking pointedly at me and where I was laying down. I had propped up the head part of the cot a little bit and had propped up my left foot, resting the ankle of my left foot on the raised knee. All I needed was a cowboy hat and a piece of wheat and I would have fit right into an old western film. I smirked at Melanie and climbed down off of the bed to walk right over beside her and stop.

"Course I am, lead the way," I instructed her, motioning for her to go first out of there to show me where to go.

"Why do you have to be like that?" she asked after we'd gotten started on our little journey.

"Like what?" I asked, genuinely confused about what she was implying.

"Like you're so much better than everyone all the time."

"Hell, I don't have to be like that, I just choose to be," I shrugged, shoving my hands down in to my front pockets.

"It doesn't look good on you. And I know what you're like when you are nice to people it's awesome. Take Sunny, you're really good to her and I know that you've cleaned up a bit, so to say when it comes to your behaviour around her, but do you just like save it up for me or something?" Melanie countered and although I knew that she was right, I didn't want to admit it; not to her face.

"Nah, I reserve it for you and Ian," I teased, ruffling her hair and she jogged ahead of me a little bit, scowling in the process. "And Wanda."

"But even towards her you've changed, you know," Melanie countered and I nodded.

"Let's just say that I like giving you a hard time," I finally answered her original question and noticed a slight frown on her face. "But tell me, would you really like it if I were to change that now after all this time of being like that to you?"

"I think that it would be weird as hell."

"Then why did you ask?" I was puzzled then. If she didn't want me to change for her, what the hell was the point of the whole conversation.

"Just wanted to know," Melanie sang out before laughing. "I really had you thinking there for a minute, didn't I?"

"Please," I scoffed. "Like I would do any real thinking about things that you would ask me to do."

"Ha ha," Melanie faked and I couldn't help but to snort at her pathetic little sarcastic laugh. "But in all seriousness, do you know what's going on with your brother?"

"When have I ever known what is going on with him?" I countered, rolling my shoulders back to crack my spine a little. It was a reflex motion that Sunny didn't like but I'd been doing it since as long as I could remember, so it had stuck.

"Touché," Melanie said sarcastically. "But I mean, with regards to him proposing and stuff. He was all for talking to you about it prior to the whole mess of a situation and everything, but I have a feeling that he's backed off significantly about it."

I shrugged. "If you're so worried about it, why don't you ask him the tough stuff? I have no clue what he is or isn't planning."

"Oh I will ask him, but I just wanted to see if you had any knowledge or information on the subject so that I had something to work with."

"You're such a meddler," I told her, shaking my head a little bit as we walked out of the tunnel and into the main plaza. Instead of going towards the crevice that would lead us to the entrance up top, Melanie veered to the right so quickly that I nearly didn't see her and had to run to catch up.

"Oi!" I called out, closing in on her as she went down the passage that led to the underground games room. "Where do you think that you're going? The entrance is the complete other way!"

"I'm fully aware of that Kyle. What I'm not aware of is when you turned British with an expression like that. Or is it Australian?" she mused wandering into the darkness, but I just shook my head. "You know, the 'oi!'?"

"Yes I know that saying, and I think that it's Australian, for the record," I answered, racking my brains to think of the origin of the saying.

"Ah, that's right!" Melanie cried suddenly, startling me in the process as her voice echoed through the small space. "Auzzie! Auzzie! Auzzie!"

"Must we?" I asked, very much annoyed that she was taking me on some little detour when all I really wanted to do was get out there and start this mission and find out who those people were out there.

"Oi oi oi," I reacted to her little cheer with very little enthusiasm in my voice, which I knew would tick her off, thus the reason why I did it. "Care to tell me why we're going down here and not up to where Jeb is surely waiting for us?"

"Because we need to get Ian, of course. And don't worry, Jeb has Brandt getting at the stupid macho weapons that you guys clearly need to hold to make yourselves seem intimidating when you go out there so they'll be ready by the time we are."

"You're coming out there with us?" I inquired, not realizing that she would have been before then. I just didn't think that Jared would have let her go out on an occasion like that.

"You bet I am. Though I doubt that I'll be nearly as threatening as the rest of you, I swear that you've got that look down pat or something because you sure scared the shit out of Wanda and I," Melanie responded as I noticed the caves opening up before us.

"That was the whole purpose of that, to make a clear statement," I pointed out and saw her head bob in response to that. She entered the low room just before I did and I could hear Ian calling out to Wanda as she kicked the ball towards him.

I elected to let her do all the talking while I stood back so that we could get out of there as fast as we could. Once Ian got a glimpse of me loitering by the door he'd realize that it was serious and that we needed to boot it. Plus, I didn't want to be there when Wanda inevitably argued about what was going on that she was being left out of. Ian had told us that she was growing more and more suspicious and I wasn't sure why he hadn't just outright informed her of what was going on; hell, I had even broken down and let Sunny in on what was going on. She wasn't impressed by any means, but she had kept quiet and for that I was thankful of. Then again, she kind of closed herself off to me and didn't let me know what she was thinking, so that part of it wasn't so good.

In the dim lighting I was able to clearly make out the perplexed look on Wanda's face and felt slightly bad that he still hadn't told her anything, but that was his decision to make, not mine. I decided to actually be patient for once in my life and wait until we had him with us before going up top, but it wasn't easy standing there. I was itching to get this over with and to feel the shape of the machete in my palm once again. That was my weapon of choice for the excursions and everyone knew better than to take it away from me; I couldn't wait to hold it once more.

Ian POV

"Is that really all you've got?" I called out to Wanda, teasing her as I jogged over to the ball that stopped about five feet in front of me and threw it back in her direction. "I know that you can do way better than that!"

"Hush up, you!" she shouted back and I laughed in response, trotting backwards towards my makeshift net. I bent down at the waist, placing my hands flat on my knees as Wanda retrieved the ball and placed it down on the dirt, lining up her shot at the same time.

I couldn't help but to watch Wanda while she got herself ready and smiled when I remembered again that she was indeed mine and she had admitted that she loved me, yet again. We had said it months ago, and I was trying to do it right this time around, by those three words had just sort of escaped my mouth in a bit of word vomit when I wasn't expecting it. Wanda had tried to assure me that she was just happy that we had finally announced our love for each other, but I still mentally kicked myself for that, making the resolution that the next thing I did for her would certainly make up for it.

"Are you ready?" Wanda asked and I nodded at her with a bit of an exaggerated motion so that she could see it in the dim light. I then stood there in the same position as she backed up three steps like I'd taught her and then got ready to kick.

It almost happened in slow motion, as most things like that do, as I watched her run forwards two steps and then strike her leg out against the ball and I stood up at the same time. As I moved to block it, I must have misjudged the amount of space that I had and I saw the ball hurtling through the air towards me, but I couldn't stop it in time before it made contact with my face.

"Ian!" Wanda screamed out as I doubled over in pain, covering my face with my hands as I literally saw stars behind my eyes. It had been a lot of years since I had been smacked in the face with a soccer ball and I had almost forgotten what it felt like.

"Are you okay? I'm so sorry, I didn't think that anything like that would happen, Ian. I'm so, so sorry," Wanda said all of that in one breath and I could see her shoes in my eyesight once I'd finally opened them up again.

She tentatively placed a hand on my back as I was still doubled over, trying to figure out if anything was broken or not. I pulled my hands away from my face, noticing the blood on them, but I quickly covered my nose up again so that it didn't freak her out or anything, but she still spotted it.

"Oh my gosh Ian! You're bleeding like crazy!" Wanda tried to pull my head up, but I resisted, touching my nose all over, realizing that it wasn't broken at all, since nothing moved and I was even able to give it a few good squeezes just to make sure.

"It's okay, Wanda. It's not like it hasn't happened before anyways, but you know. Nothing's broken, honey," I tried to reassure her, standing up a bit straighter to offer her a small smile to try and calm her down as I could see that she was freaking out slightly.

"Hey, don't worry about it," I told her, reaching out to touch her shoulder and smile a little more. "Okay? I'm fine. Stuff like that used to happen to me all the time; that was one of the hazards of playing on the opposite team of Kyle."

"But you're still bleeding," she whispered, looking a little white, so I removed my hand and looked around for something to wipe it on, settling for the hem of my shirt. "I can get you a towel or something."

"It's good. I don't really like this shirt anyways," I shrugged, holding the hem up to my nose and tilting my head forwards again to try and stop it. "Wanda, please don't feel bad, I can feel it stopping right now anyways."

"Are you sure that it's not broken?" I cut my eyes right over to her and Wanda honestly looked like she was going to burst out into tears.

"Come here," I coaxed her, tugging her shoulder gently until she took a few tentative steps forwards until I had her pressed up against my side with my arm wrapped around her slight form. I felt her shudder a few times before her slender arms enclosed around my middle and she finally relaxed a tiny bit.

"I checked, and I know for sure that it's not broken. It was just a simple ball to the face which resulted in a little nosebleed, Wanda. It has been awhile since I've bled, so it was probably about time anyways," I tried to joke, but she didn't respond to it at all. "Wanda, it's really okay? See? The blood has stopped."

I saw Wanda's eyes on me as she looked up just to make sure herself that I was indeed okay before I felt, rather than heard, her sigh in relief. Wanda then stood up on her tip-toes and pressed a gentle kiss to my cheek, but I was having none of that. When her soft lips left my stubbly cheek, I turned my head ever so slightly to make our lips connect; kissing her properly and she did nothing to stop me, which only seemed to empower me some more. Eventually, she stepped back down to her normal height, effectively breaking apart our kiss, but in my eyes it was perfect all the same.

"You ready to go again?" I challenged Wanda, giving her my slight smirk and waggling my eyebrows a bit, but her face clouded over and she instantly looked concerned about something.

"Are you sure? I mean, don't you want to take a break or something? I would feel bad if I hit you like that again," she said, twisting her fingers together, which indicated that she was nervous about it.

"Wanda," I said softly, stepping closer and cupping her cheeks with my hands. "I promise that nothing else will happen. I was just a little zoned out about something, I suppose, I don't know. But I do know that I would rather have you hitting me in the face than the opposite. I'd just feel absolutely horrible it you were the one bleeding into your shirt."

"And how do you think that I feel right now?" she countered and I pecked her nose.

"Please don't worry about it; I've had worse done to me in my life," I told her, alluding to the time when Jared had punched me square on in the face way back when she and Mel had first come to the caves. I could tell that she knew what I had meant by the look of disgust on her face and I couldn't help but to chuckle and kiss her lips once more before releasing her and jogging back to my net.

Wanda hesitated for a few minutes before slowly turning and walking back over to where I'd kicked the ball back out too, carefully measuring her steps again. She kicked the ball at me a few times and once I'd saved about five she let her guard down some more and started to get a little more aggressive. Since I'd been giving her soccer lessons, she'd improved a lot, but I'd noticed that it was sort of becoming a way for her to let up some pent-up emotions that she had inside of her, and I wasn't too sure how I felt about that. It appeared as though instead of talking to me about whatever was going on, she was just taking it out on the soccer ball. I made it a point to confront her about it later, once I saw her aim a particularly hard kick at the net.

"How about a little one-on-one?" I shouted to Wanda; stopping the ball with my foot and the picking it up to walk over to her with it.

"Sure. You think that you're up for it though?" Wanda teased and I reached out to ruffle her hair up, but she was quicker and ducked under my hand just in time.

"Absolutely!" I placed the ball down on the ground and turned around, checking over my shoulder to make sure that she was doing the same thing, and she was, so I counted out my five steps. I spun around and saw that Wanda was already smiling at me, ready to go.

"One, two, three!" Wanda cried out and we both took off running at the same time; I narrowly beat her to the ball, snagging it away from her and tearing off down the field.

She was faster than I thought though, as she was nearly at my elbow in seconds, trying desperately to kick the ball out from between my feet, but my years of soccer practises were coming back to me; all the 'fast feet' drills and stuff, so she was having a hard time. We ended up running all the way down to her net and she never got the ball away from me, so I scored the first goal.

"First one to five?" I shouted out, making my way back up the field before she tore by me with the ball.

"Ten!" Wanda called back and I jogged after her to center field once more.

"Wanda, I don't want to tire you out or anything," I said, trying to reason with her, but then I realized that if it was as easy as my first goal, we'd be done pretty quickly anyways.

"Don't worry, you won't wear me out," Wanda replied, winking at me before shouting "Three!" and sprinting at the ball, stealing it away from me so that I had to chase her down.

A little while later, we were both tied at four goals each and were doubled over, panting at center field with the ball sitting on the ground in front of us. I thought that it seemed to be taunting us, since neither Wanda nor I made the move to run for it like we had in the beginning of our little game. After I'd scored my third goal, she had agreed to just go until five and I bet that she was very glad that she had; I was wiped and I could tell that she was too. My shirt was soaked right through with blood and sweat, all I needed was the tears to complete the look; but I didn't want to take it off just yet. Wanda stood up and pulled her sweaty hair back into a ponytail again, but I thought that she looked magnificent as she always did.

"I'm ready," she panted out. "Let's get this over with. One, two, three."

I didn't even care that we weren't the five paces apart like we were supposed to be, but I found my last bit of reserved energy and started running towards the ball on the dirt, trying to end the game as quickly as possible so that we could clean up. I beat Wanda to the ball and started carrying it down the field when all of a sudden she came out of nowhere and slid in from beside me, leg extended to effectively get the ball away from me, and it took all that I had not to fall over her in the process. Wanda jumped up right away though and took the ball back down the field as I chased after her as best as I could. In the end, she was faster though, and ended up scoring the winning goal, jumping up and down and cheering for herself while laughing at the same time.

I made my way down to where she was a as she jumped up in mid air I caught her waist and held on, but the force of gravity knocked us both to the ground, where she landed on top of me. I laughed out, wrapping my arms around her tightly as I could feel her squirming around to try and see if I was okay.

"What is going on here?" I heard Mel's voice echo through the cave over the sounds of our heavy breathing so I looked in the direction of where it had come from to see her walking over towards us.

"We were celebrating Wanda's win in our little soccer game," I explained, releasing my hold on her because I knew that she would be embarrassed with Mel getting closer to us. As I had expected, she jumped up almost right away to stand beside the other girl while I took my time getting to my feet.

"Did she win on her own, or did you let her, O'Shea?" Mel asked, giving me a look and I shrugged.

"It was fair," I replied, smiling at Wanda who positively beamed. It was the truth though, she beat me fair and square.

"Well, I'm glad that your little game is done, but I need to speak to you, Ian. Kyle's gonna come with us too," Melanie explained, giving me a significant look and I nodded in understanding. The only reason that she and Kyle would have to find me together would be to go out and investigate the people that were out there. We knew that they were indeed human, but whether they were souls or not was still a mystery to us.

"Okay, I'll be right there," I told her, but she shook her head.

"Now," Melanie said a bit harshly and I rolled my eyes.

"Fine, now," I replied and she nodded once, clearly liking my answer. "Wanda, I'll see you in a little bit, okay?"

"Does this have anything to do with the wedding?" Wanda asked and we both began to nod at once; she was still in the dark about everything, but I had decided to come clean once we'd figured out if they were human or not. There could be a safety issue with her, so she needed to be informed by then, at the very least.

"Fine, have fun," she said a bit dejectedly, but I stepped closer to her to kiss her head and she gave me a small smiled. "I'll see you later then."

"Very soon," I promised. "I love you."

"Love you too," Wanda chirped and I couldn't help but to chuckle at her enthusiasm at saying those words out loud; truth be told they made my heart burst a little every time I heard her say them as well.

I followed Melanie out of the room, leaving the small lantern that was there with Wanda because she was by herself. I felt another presence behind me and turned to make out the outline of Kyle's body following us as well and I nodded to myself. When we were far enough away that I was sure that Wanda wouldn't hear, I spoke to them.

"So is it time?" I asked quietly, still unsure of whether she might pick up the slightest echo or not.

"Apparently," Kyle quipped from behind me, not bothering to keep his voice down, but I decided that it didn't matter anyways as we were entering the main plaza.

"Yeah, well. Jeb just told me to get you two so I went to Kyle first cause he was with Doc, and then you and.... what the hell happened to you?" Melanie asked, interrupting herself once she'd turned around and gotten a good look at my shirt. I took the opportunity then to have a gander at it myself and wasn't surprised that she'd freaked out; it looked like I'd been through the war or something.

"Wanda got me in the face with a ball," I shrugged. "I think that it'll make me look more menacing though. It's quite badass if I do say so myself."

"Psha!" Kyle snorted as he walked up beside me, checking out my shirt. I flexed my muscles a bit at him and he shook his head, rolling his eyes. "Please, Ian. You couldn't look badass even if you tried your hardest."

We bantered all the way up to the entranceway where Jeb proceeded to gather everyone around so that we could wait for Brandt and someone else to join us. In the back of my mind though, I knew that it was so wrong to have kept Wanda in the dark for so long and I could only hope that she wasn't going to hate me for it.

Wanda POV

I waited around for a few minutes after Ian, Mel and apparently Kyle had left, cleaning up a little bit so that I could follow behind them to see what was going on. I carried the lantern a few steps before turning it off so that it didn't alert them to my presence behind them, and thankfully they didn't notice the light at all. I could hear them talking about something, but it was hard to hear as we neared the main plaza. I stayed in the shadow of the tube and watched the two brothers interact while Melanie looked horrified, probably at his shirt. They headed towards the entrance tunnel and I followed them once again.

I really didn't believe the lie that Ian kept feeding me about the wedding; if it was so important that Mel needed to come and get them, it should have been me; I was the maid of honour after all. It didn't seem right that the person who was supposed to be her right hand girl was being shafted time after time.

It was time that I got to the bottom of everything, I was tired of being left in the dark and I had more of a voice than I thought that I did. If he didn't tell me what was going on, then I was going to find out one way or another.

A/N: So Wanda's getting bolder :P

Anywhoo. Did anybody watch the finale of the Vampire Diaries last week? IN-Tense.
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