Sorry for the long wait. Things cooled down a while ago, but I've just been too lazy and having severe writers' block on everything for the past bit, so...Anyway, here's chapter two! How ironic is it that two of the guy OC's in these fics are the names of two of the wolves in Twilight? I mean, there's Jacob, and there's Seth. Funnily enough, I hadn't read or heard of Twilight when I started this series. Well, that, and Jacob was created by potter-me-, so that's not my fault...I'll shut up now.

Chapter Two (no duh)

Isabel

For the next few hours, we all talk with Alysia to figure out where to start in our search for Delilah. When we're done, Ginny looks to Harry and says, "Well, it looks like we'll be spending more time here than we originally thought."

He nods in response, and the sound of small snores has us all looking to the chairs by the door. Hoshi is leaning on Kiara's shoulder, fast asleep, while Kiara is using Hoshi's head as a pillow. Aria is stretched across both their laps, breathing lightly. I can't help but smile at the sight, and Neriah giggles.

"I guess we should call it a night," Vanessa says, looking at her daughter.

"Don't you mean morning?" Jacob asks her. "It's 2:00 am!"

I laugh. "Well, you know what they say: time flies by when you're planning a rescue mission!"

We all laugh, even though it really wasn't that funny. I think we're all just too tired.

Everyone leaves, and then I carry Kiara into her room and put her on her bed, covering her with blankets. I then join Arkarian in our room.

"What do you think of Alysia?" he asks me as I climb into bed.

"I haven't quite decided yet," I tell him truthfully. "What about you?"

He smiles. "You already know what I think," he replies.

"I want to hear you say it, anyway."

"Well, if we had much of a choice, I'd say we shouldn't even begin to trust her." He sighs, running a hand through his electric blue hair. "But, I don't think we have a choice at all. I mean, Alysia says she can help us find Delilah, which means that Clara is going to trust her right away, regardless of what any of us try to tell her. Naturally, Kyle and Seth will both stick with whatever Clara does, Kyle being her husband and Seth being her brother. Vanessa is probably one of Clara's closest friends, so if Clara goes, Vanessa follows, which means Jacob will go as well.

"It's very likely that, if both Vanessa and Kyle trust Alysia, so will Harry, Hermione, Ginny, and Draco. Knowing all this, if we decide not to trust Alysia, and kick her out, we'll be losing 5 of our members as well as four powerful allies. So, given the circumstance, and as much as I hate it, out best option is to try and trust Alysia."

I blink. "Long speech for someone just about to go to sleep," I say.

He grins. "Now you have somewhat of an idea as to the millions of things that run through my head," he says, kissing my forehead.

I smile and move in closer, taking advantage of his body heat, coupled with the blankets, to warm me up on this cold night. I fall asleep quickly.

I'm walking down a long hallway. It's dark, and I can't see anything. There's a sudden flash of light, and Alysia appears out of nowhere.

"What are you doing here?" I ask her. She grins slyly, tossing her long red hair.

"I think you already know," she says.

"No, I really don't."

Alysia's smile grows wider. She stares straight into my eyes. "You should have warned them when you had the chance," she says. "You could have saved them."

"Who are you talking about?" I ask.

In reply, Alysia reaches into a bag and pulls out the heads of Clara, Kyle, Seth, Vanessa, Jacob, Harry, Ginny, Hermione, and Draco. "You could have saved them," she repeats.

I scream both in the dream and in real life. I sit straight up and open my eyes, panting. Arkarian sits up beside me.

"What's wrong, Isabel?" he asks. I don't answer right away, but rather, try to concentrate on getting my breathing back to normal. I then notice the tears flowing down my cheeks.

"I don't know if it was just a dream," I begin, "or if it was a vision, or if it was a strange combination of both, or..."

"Show me," Arkarian says. I oblige, and I see his eyes get steadily narrower as the images flash before him. "I think," he says once it's done, "that the fewer people who know about this, the better."

I look at him, confused. "Why?" I ask. I remember the words Alysia said in the dream – or whatever it was. "I could warn them."

He pulls me into his arms. "Yes, but you said yourself that you don't know if it was just a dream or not. If it is just a dream, there's no sense in worrying everybody and losing our one chance of getting Delilah back. On the other hand, that's not to say we should just forget about this and move on, in case it was a vision."

I sigh. As always, he's right. "Okay, then, what do you suggest we do?"

"We act as though nothing out of the ordinary happened, but at the same time, keep a close eye on Alysia, Clara, and the others from the dream. If anything happens that gives us any reason to suspect it was more than what we think, then we'll tell everyone else."

"How do you know everything about everything?" I ask blatantly.

He smiles. "You and Ethan both seem to think that, but it's not true. I just know a lot of things, and what I don't know, I can usually figure out."

I smile, then yawn. "Well," I say, looking at the clock, "it's still early enough to go back to sleep." I kiss Arkarian and let my head fall back on my pillow.

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I wake up to Kiara shaking me.

"What's going on?" I ask, noticing that Arkarian isn't beside me.

"I don't know," she answers, "but Dad said I had to wake you up and tell you to go into the room where the meetings are held."

I jump out of bed, quickly throwing some clothes on, and race to the room Kiara said.

"What's going on?" I repeat my earlier question once I see Arkarian.

"Clara contacted me and said that neither she nor Kyle know where Alysia is," he answers. "Both of them are coming here now, and then we're going to see if we can find her."

I nod. "Okay." He brings out a stool for me that I gladly take. Soon enough, there's the sound of footsteps racing down the hall. Clara comes running in.

"I'm soooooooo sorry!" she exclaims. "I know I was supposed to watch Alysia, and make sure she was okay, but I'm only human! I fell asleep, and she was gone! We searched all over the place for her, but we can't find her. I'm really sorry!" She bursts into tears, and Kyle holds her close.

"It's okay, Clara," he says. "Hopefully we'll all be able to find her if we look together."

I nod. "Besides, it's like you said; you're only human. We're not going to condemn you for falling asleep," I add, smiling.

She nods as well, calming down somewhat.

"Okay, we need some more information," Arkarian says. "When did either of you last see her?"

"I was finding a room for her to sleep in," Kyle says, "and moving things out of the way for her. I left Clara with her while I did that." He looks at his wife.

"I honestly don't know what happened," Clara says. "I was in the living room with Alysia, and we were sitting on the couch, watching TV. She looked at me, said something – I don't remember what – and then she was gone."

"Did you get Kyle right after that?" I ask her. She nods.

"I called him over, and then we both searched the entire house, even the attic and basement, and then searched all over town."

"And she wasn't anywhere?" This doesn't make sense...

Clara shakes her head. "No, she wasn't anywhere we looked."

"Maybe she knew you were looking for her, so she followed you around, making sure she was never in the same place for very long, and also making sure you couldn't see her if you turned around," Arkarian suggests.

Clara's eyes grow wide. "But...that makes it sound as if she's a criminal, or something, and has had to do this often."

"Clara, you know that I don't trust her. I don't see why, given her history, she wouldn't know these things."

"You think that way because she said she escaped the Order," Clara counters, not wanting to believe any of this. "Well, who says it's impossible to do that? Rochelle was with the Order, but she's not now. Dillon was, and he..." she trails off.

"And he rejoined them," Arkarian finishes for her. "Just because Rochelle has stayed with us doesn't mean that everyone's like that. And besides, if you want to believe that Alysia's good, then tell me this; how is it that she's managed to evade the Order since she was 13 if she didn't know how to hide from people, hmm?"

"If she's Delilah's age," I say, "that would make her 32 now. She's been hiding from the Order for 19 years, according to her story."

"It is a possibility she just kept moving away from us," Kyle says, looking at Clara.

She looks between all three of us, realizing that we have a point. "Fine, so maybe that's what happened. But what are we going to do about it? We have to find her!"

"We have to find her before she turns us over to the Order," Arkarian says.

Clara glares at him. "No, she couldn't do that, because she's not with the Order. I mean, we have to find her so that way she can help us find Delilah before it's too late."

I sigh. "Who cares why we have to find her, as long as we all agree that it has to be done?"

"I'm with Isabel on that one," Kyle says. "So, are we going to work out a plan, or what?"

"I've contacted the other Truthseers," Arkarian says, "and they will be here soon, bringing everyone else with them. Then, we can decide on a plan."

There. It's finally done. Well, this chapter, at least. Again, I apologize for such a long wait, but it couldn't be avoided. I'll try and update my other fics soon, too. I think next up is the GoT/Twilight cross, though I'm gonna have to change that chapter completely. Anyway, please leave me a review. I don't care if it's one yelling at me and getting mad at me for taking so freaking long, I would just like feedback of any kind.