Sorry about my last chapter. My computer isn't the smartest. Lol. I should stop rambling

and just write the story.

We all ate dinner together and packed up. Caleb gave the Bearu a breif discritio of the

condition of the world now and how the live differently than them.

Packing wasn't that hard, I only had a few peices of clothing.

Since no one seems to be worrying about a lost tablet, I kept that too. I still want to have those little journal

entries with me, even though they are only a couple.

I feel a big hand on my shoulder. I wirl around and lean in for a kiss.

"Your strong, you know that?" I hear Tobias whisper into my ear. I shiver, I love having

him around me. He starts kissing me and says, "Are you stilled scared of me?" he teases me.

I shiver even more when his hands go under my shirt. My hands find themselves going up each

tattoo. I don't need to see them, I already know where they are.

His mouth moved from my mouth to my collar bone. He takes his time kissing each raven. I

start to get scared it'll get further when I hear someone walk in. We pull apart, I see

Caleb standing in the doorway awkwardly.

"Don't worry, we were gonna get a room." Tobias says angrily. He still doesn't seem to

get over the fact that Caleb betrayed me. It's not like I'm over it, I'm just trying to

build a bridge to go over. I still miss Caleb.

"It's okay." I say resting my hand on Tobias' then, everyone walks in. I

sigh with relief.

"Everyone ready?" Christiina asks. We all nod.

"Okay, let's get going." Just then Cara apears in the room. We all kind of look in shock.

Cara had gone and volunteered to take care of the government issues.

She gulps and says, "I was wondering if I could go bck into the city with you guys. I

finished working out the government stuff and I've been really homesick lately."

"Of course!" Christina exclaims.

So we packing and leave the horrid where I not only almost died, but had been told that

almost all my friends were "damaged". I shudder at the memory of them telling us about

the geneticly pure in damaged.

I take a deep breath as we start to drive away in one of the trucks. I sigh, this is the

beginning of a new life.

I'm still to lazy to write you a good poem,

but do not fret,

for I have solution,

if you review,

I might have a nice one next Chapter!