Disclaimer: I don't own The Host. It is way to cool to be owned by anyone other than Stephenie.

Authors Note: I am realllllllly sorry this is late. I haven't abandoned it, so don't worry! As for the next update, I'll update it when I have time. I am changing it to past tense. Love you all!

Soreen's POV:

Karlona and Carmen aren't here. After everything I did, it still wasn't enough. I couldn't save them. I failed the two people I care most about in the world. What happens now?

Ian's POV:

I walked next to Soreen, showing her to the bathroom and bathing area. She was looking down, tears running down her face. "It's going to be all right. You'll see," I whispered, squeezing her hand.

She squeezed feebly back. "No, it's not," she said. "I failed them." "No, how could you have failed them?" I asked. She just shook her head. I didn't press her. If she wanted to tell me, she would when she was ready. I knew what it was like to lose those you loved most. I knew what it was like not to be able to do anything about it.

I quickly pushed those thoughts away. I can't think of her now. Not when someone else was in more pain.

We came to a dark entry. "Right through here," I said, pointing. "Soap's in there. Just ignore the burning., it's normal. Watch your step. Stay away from the hot springs." I handed her a flashlight.

She nodded and walked away. I sighed and sank down to the floor, the wall against my back. I just stared into the black nothingness, not thinking. I didn't think much these days, even though I was known for it. Thinking brought back memories, memories that brought pain.

I don't know how much time had passed before Soreen came back, wet hair clinging to her dirty shirt. "Why didn't you wash your clothes?" I asked her. She handed me back her flashlight. "I don't want to walk around all wet," she said simply.

"Oh," I said. I had to see to getting her some more later. Maybe Trudy or Lily had some extra clothes they could give her.

"Are you hungry, Soreen?" I asked her. "Reen," she said. "I prefer it. Less of a mouthful, don't ya think? And no I'm not. Thanks."

"You should eat," I told her. She shook her head. "I'm not in the mood, Kyle." "Kyle's my brother. You can tell us apart by looking at our noses. Mine is straight and his is crooked, cause he can be… Kyle," I said.

"Oh, sorry Kian," she said. "Ian," I corrected her. She slapped her hand to her forehead, wincing slightly because she must have forgotten about her injuries. "I'm sorry," she groaned. "I am SOOO bad at names."

I smiled. "It's fine," I told her. Wow, I actually smiled. I don't smile much anymore, not after she left. And took my heart with her.

Authors note: Another chapter out! Sorry it's short. I needed to get this out. Next one will hopefully be longer. Next chapter will be out… later.

Review feedback: sorry if i forgot anyone, i didn't write them down like i usually do to remind me, they're in my extremely unorganized inbox

OneoftheRohirrim: You will find out soon, either in the next chapter or the next few chapters. Thanks for the review!

sapphirenight12:I love Ian, but I can't give anything that would give the plot away. If it makes you feel any better, I hate to see him suffer, too. He was the best character in The Host, am I right? Thanks for the review!

littleauthorxxx: Ya, I have read the whole book 2 or 3 times, but I can understand why this can be confusing. I have a story behind Wanda not being here anymore. You'll find out soon! Thanks for the review!