I loaded this story but then I had to take it down…. I don't remember why but here it is.

Just so everyone who didn't read the intro knows I'm gonna be writing the meetings in Mel's POV then in Ian or Wanda's POV. So…. Here's the First one. Enjoy.

DISCLAIMER: The characters do not belong to me they belong to Stephanie Meyer's author of the wonderful book 'The Host' and the story was strongly influenced by the song 'If You See Him, If You See Her' by: Reba and Brooks & Dunn.

Chapter 1: If you see her

Mel's POV

I knew he was here. This is where he'd came every since she kicked him out. I had sworn not to take sides in their matters but I saw the situation from both sides and had the whole picture.

I scrunched up my nose when I walked in. This old bar had to be the last good old fashion bar in this town. I knew where he was. The fourth bar stool from the right. The one he'd purposed by. The one where he first saw her in.

As I approached behind him I saw that he'd already started, a glass of whiskey half empty already. I looked at Wes, the owner and best bar tender anywhere, and he held up one finger. I understood that was his first glass and nodded.

"Hey Ian." I said sweetly patting him on the back.

"Hey Mel." He said sounding as defeated as ever.

"How's it going." I asked, knowing I wasn't going to get the truth.

"Good." He said motioning to Wes that it was time for his four shots.

Wes rolled his eyes and set two shot glasses on the counter and filled them with clear liquid.

"Sure Ian. You look like you're doing good." My voice just oozed sarcasm.

When he downed his shot I saw that he'd still neglected to shave regularly with the whickers on his face. His eyes were always blood shot and puffy. His nerves were on edge and could snap at random moments. But what did I expect, he was living at Kyle's place.

"How's Wanda?" I could hear his voice break when he said her name.

"Oh, the usual. Pretty much just like last week. She is enjoying her work at the flower shop with Lily."

He looked over at me running his pointer finger around the top of the glass of whiskey, "She dating anyone?"

That question shocked me, I hadn't expected that. "No. Of course not. She wouldn't." I knew that for a fact.

Ian barked out a laugh, "looked pretty cozy to not be dating him." He said

"What do you mean?"

"If she didn't tell you it's not my place to say anything."

"Ian, come on. Tell me, what makes you think she's dating someone?" I knew that he wanted to talk about it, he wanted to talk about anything that had to do with Wanda. That's what this time was about.

"Well," he said turning his shoulders to face me, "I um…. rode by the house on my way to Kyle's. It was kind of habit." Whatever you were riding by to see her. "Anyway, I saw a car in the driveway that I didn't recognize so I doubled back." I bet you did. "I sat across the street and watched Wanda and Burns, you know that guy you guys lived next to when we were kids. The kid that was homeschooled." I mentally rolled my eyes, jealousy, "Yea, well I saw them sitting on the couch talking."

"And that made you think she was cheating on you?" I can't believe he thinks that she'd cheat on him, their still married, and with Burns…. I tried not to laugh.

"No. What made me think that was she had her arm on the back of the couch and he grabbed her hand."

I couldn't help but smile, I couldn't laugh at Ian. Not at the state he was in. I put my hand over my mouth to keep the laugh from coming out.

"It's not funny. Anyway she didn't pull away. And then she hugged him and kissed him on the cheek." I was shaking with laughter, "Stop laughing."

I had to compose myself a bit, "Did anything else happen?" I was still shaking a bit.

"Yea well she leaned into his shoulder. I snuck up to the window to get a better look and they were just sitting there holding hands her leaning on his shoulder. Almost got caught though. They closed the curtains after that."

I was still smiling, "Bet you waited outside till he left."

Ian turned towards the bar, "I didn't expect him to leave. Ya know what I saw was proof enough for me. Anyway when he left she walked him to his car. She was wrapped in her favorite blanket. Ya know the one I bought her the night we got engaged." I nodded still shaking with silent laughter, I hoped he finished soon.

"Anyway. They said goodbye and before he got in the car he kissed her on the cheek." He took a deep breath, "Then he left and she went back inside. She did some things downstairs and then she went to bed and I left."

I couldn't help it, the laugh came out and I laughed really hard.

Ian turned and glared at me with pure hatred, "What the fuckin' hell is god damn matter with you?"

I put my hands up in a sign of surrender, "I'm sorry. It's just you have them all wrong."

"Correct me then." He said anger in all edges of his voice.

"Burns…. Is…. Gay!" I said between laughs.

I saw Ian get a brief smile on his face and turned to the bar again, "Well that explains a lot." He muttered with the hint of a laugh

I had to take at least five minutes to stop laughing enough to talk to him again. I watched as he took two shots and drank his whiskey in between. And as soon as I was calm enough to keep the laughter out of my voice I approached the subject, "So found a place yet?" I asked downing my shot and sliding it away. Wes replaced it with a coke.

"Nope." Ian said harshness in his tone.

I nodded and sipped out of my straw waiting.

"How's Wanda?" he said again.

I took a big drink, "Fine." I paused, "She asks about you." I watched his face, "She says she hopes you're well."

Ian smirked, "God I love that woman." He took the fourth shot.

I smiled; I knew it'd get interesting soon. Half a glass of whiskey and his four shot tribute. It'd start soon.

"Next time ya see her, tell her I'm doing fine." He wasn't done and I knew it, "And if ya want to you can say I think about her sometimes."

"More like all the time." I whispered to myself.

I waited for him to talk while I drank my coke and he drained his glass and got a refill. This was his time. I met him twice a week for a shot. Then I'd sit here with him and listen while he drake and vented. He didn't get much of a chance to do it often and I was the one he liked to talk to because I knew Wanda better than anyone.

"Mel." He said yawning, "d'you ever ask her where she thinks we went wrong?" I shrugged. "Because…. Cause I've been trying to figure it out."

Wes refilled my drink. I smiled at him and he walked away, he knew to leave us be to talk.

"Cause…. See Mel, I think I didn't…. show her how important she was…. To me." He looked down at his wedding ring, "Maybe it was because we didn't have sex enough."

I cringed. I hated it when he talked about doing Wanda. She was my baby sister and it made me want to kick his ass.

"Maybe it was because I worked so much…. and maybe…. Maybe it was the arguing…. She can argue, ya know, when she thinks she's right." He started to take bigger gulps.

"And she's, ya know, still important to you?" I prompted casually sipping at my drink. What a stupid question. He practically stalks her, of course she's important to him.

I saw tears start to fill his eyes, "More than life." He took another drink.

"Why don't you tell her that?" I said. That would solve things a lot faster. "You could try to woow her again. Ya know send her flowers and cute notes like you did when you were dating."

He let out a bark of laughter, "Mel she works in a flower shop."

I rolled my eyes. Same line…. As always.

"That doesn't mean you can't try." I said, "Who knows. Maybe she'll fall in love with you all over. And..." I cringed again, "Maybe it'd make sex more exciting for the both of you."

He smiled a little, "Sure was fun when we were dating."

I put my fingers in my ears but I could still hear him. He was muted but I could still hear every word, "I mean the excitement of not knowing if we were gonna gets caught. Me sneaking up to her room threw her window after everyone went to sleep and spending the night, then having to get out before anyone woke up." He laughed, "And going to bases 1 threw 3 in privet places like that part of the college library that no one ever goes to. One time when we were supposed to be studying she dragged me back there and we went all the way. Or the janitors closet at my work. Or-"

"Yea the two of you were almost worse than Jared and I."I had to stop him before he could continue, and make me really kick his ass; and throw up.

When I was half done with my drink I checked my watch. Jared would be here in 45 minutes.

"You know.. I love her. I can't sleep at night so sometimes I drive over to the house and just sit there." He talked in between taking drinks, "She still goes to bed at 10. Then she gets up about midnight and sits in the front room till she falls asleep with the lights still on."

"Sounds more like stalking to me." I muttered. If he isn't living with her he's stalking her. Damn she'd never get rid of him even if she wanted to.

"She's not sleeping well. I can tell. And I can't sleep. It got better this weekend though. I watched the kids and Katie, ya know Kyle's four year old, she fell asleep cuddling next to me with her mountains of stuffed animal. I actually slept with that little girl at my side. Sunny has pictures. She thinks it's so cute. The way Katie was snuggled up to me." He snorted, "Little Katie asked where 'Auntie Wanna' was. I told her that she was at home." He frowned and touched his wedding ring, "And Katie asked me when I was going to go home." He let tears fall and his voice cracked, "I told her I didn't know."

I smiled. I could almost see this happening, cute little Katie eye to eye with Ian putting him in dress up and reading stories with him and every once in a while tearing Ian's heart out. Unknowingly causing her favorite, and only, uncle pain.

"God!" Ian said in frustration slamming the glass down a little of the drink spilled, "She pisses me off. She's so fine in her new job and her new wardrobe and her…. Her smile." He drained his glass in one drink and Wes refilled it.

I rolled my eyes. Wanda only got a job because she couldn't depend on Ian's income anymore. She needed some way to support herself. Wanda's new wardrobe, when she wasn't at work or out in public, was overly large sweat pants and a t-shirt of Ian's that he'd left behind. She only looked ok from the outside with the show she put on. And these days when she wasn't performing, she rarely smiled.

"God. I still want her. I thought the time…."

"And the alcohol." I added in a whisper, cause he wouldn't.

"I thought that it'd take her away. Ya know, throw her and the good memories away so I'd have so many reasons to sign the papers." He took a long drink, "But it doesn't. It just makes me want her more."

"Because you're not willing to let her go." I said putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Willing? Willing! If it'd talk the pain away I'd beg her to go. But that's the thing. No matter how hard I try…. She won't go away." He chugged his glass in four small gulps. "When I look at other girls with Brant and Aaron, all I can see is the parts of the girls that remind me of Wanda."

He put his head in his hands and I shook my head when Wes began walk over to refill his glass. "Like what?"

"Lots of things. Like one girl with curly hair, her curls bounced just the way Wanda's does. And a girl who was walking past walked with her purse the way that Wanda does." I heard tears in his voice, "And a couple. The girl kissed her man with the same look that Wanda used to give me."

He broke down crying and I patted his shoulder soothingly, "What's the problem with these girls? Besides the one that already had a guy." He didn't respond, "I'll tell you what's wrong with them, they aren't Wanda. What you and Wanda have is special. It doesn't just go away in two months with twice weekly alcohol drowning."

"That's hardly enough to drown in." Wes said.

I rolled my eyes. "I know that the minute I leave he'll have way more than enough to drown himself."

"Mel…. I.. I can't go on. Not without her. If I can't hold her in my arms and hold her hand or sleep next to her, kiss her lips. Life isn't worth living if I can't come home to the woman I love and make love to her like an animal."

I cringed again. "Then tell her. Tell her you love her tell her that you need her. Tell her that you want to stay."

Ian straightened up, "I can't. She hates me. You didn't see her face. The night she told me to get out. I've never seen such hatred in a person. I never thought she could hate anyone." He raised his empty glass in his left hand towards the wall like he was making a toast "But I'm the luckiest man alive."

I knew where that was from. He'd made a toast at his own wedding, made it to his bride and told her and the entire room that he was the luckiest man alive. I sighed.

He took a deep breath and hiccupped, "You know sometime when you see her you should tell her that I still love her and 'the lights still on for her'. At least that's the way Sunny said I should say it."

I looked down just as my phone lit up with a picture of Jared and I. He was outside.

I got up. "I gotta go. But Ian." I grabbed his chin and made him look at me. "Think about it. If you don't ever tell her you're irreversibly in love with her; and you sign those papers. She'll be gone and you won't be able to go back."

I started to walk away. I got about four steps away before he stopped me, "You know sometime when you see her you should tell her that I still love her. And even if it takes forever tell her I'll still be here."

I smiled at his defeated face, poor guy, "sure thing Ian." And I turned to walk out. I knew he really wanted me to but he'd always call the next day and ask me not to tell her any of the mushy stuff he said. And I wouldn't tell her cause she'd never believe it coming from me.

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