A/N: just to clear it up, it might seem like years have passed in my story since that day in the cave where Meyer's novel ended. But actually only about 6 months have passed.

Chapter 19

WPOV

I never noticed how the ceiling of Ian and my room rose higher in the middle, and how the rough crevices of the cave all seemed to connect and create shapes like clouds do sometimes.

The crevices near the entrance of the room were shaped like a UFO. The one right above my head was shaped like an eye. I shook my head and looked away from it. It was just a bit eerie.

I don't know how long I've been laying flat on my back staring at the roof of the room. I guess just as long as I've been waiting for Ian to say something.

I'm not sure what is bothering him more; our little chat in the hallway earlier today or the fact that this is the first raid that I'm staying behind and Sunny is taking over.

That was a hard bargain to make, but it was part of the plan. It's a good thing I had Jeb and Kyle on my side. And then Jared too, after I mentioned the fact that Mel would need someone to take care of her.

"Wanda." Ian's deep voice broke through the silence and my thoughts simultaneously.

"Hmm." I hummed in response.

"Look at me." He stated more than asked.

I turned to face him, and as soon as I did he had captured my bottom lip between his. He gently sucked on it and then recaptured both my lips.

I quickly responded and followed his movements. He moved his hand from my face and to my waist pushing me closer to him so that our bodies aligned.

His tongue swept across my bottom lip begging for entrance. Without hesitation I opened my lips, our tongues tangling together in a dance.

As we deepened the kiss, he hitched my leg over his and turned over so that I was now lying on top of him.

But that's not what I wanted. I wanted to feel the weight of his body on mine. So I grabbed onto his arms and tried to make him turnover with me.

My futile attempt broke Ian out of whatever spell he was under. His tongue slipped out of my mouth and his lips released mine. He loosened his grip on my waist and with one hand brushed my hair out of my face.

"We don't always talk." He exclaimed.

My mind was fogged up and even though I heard what he said, I was having trouble making sense of it.

"Prove it to me." I breathed, my voice sounding breathless and foreign to my own ears.

Obviously my brain hadn't gained control because my mouth betrayed it by spewing out the only thing it thought would get Ian's tongue back in it.

What was that word Mel used when she explained to Jamie and me what hormones did to teenagers? Oh right, horny. Is that what I was at this moment? Technically my host is a teenager, so the probability of my hormones raging is more likely than anything else.

"How?" Ian's husky voice that sounded as if he was in pain and had just been running, broke through my inner musings.

"Simple. Make love to me." If I wasn't so shocked at my own words, I would probably be patting myself on the back right now at my bravado and pure bluntness. Maybe horniness is a form of courage? It sure hasn't made me feel embarrassed about any of the stupid things I've blurted out in the past five minutes.

I shook my head slightly and refocused my attention back to Ian's face to assess his expression. He looked like a fish struggling to breathe without water the way his mouth was currently opening and closing.

With a shuddering breath, he stuttered " C-come a-again?"

What kind of response is that?

"Is that some form of sarcasm that I should understand?" was my equally brilliant response.

Sarcasm never really made sense to me. The concept of saying something and not really meaning it seemed absurd and it made me wonder which human would stupidly come up with something like that.

"No it's not. It's just a way to express that you caught me off guard." Ian explained.

"Oh." I deadpanned.

"Wanda, I…" he began and then seemed to be struggling to find the right words to say what he was thinking.

I waited patiently, looking him in the eyes and trying to see if maybe I could decipher his thoughts through the emotions expressed in them.

What I saw though was fear and something else. Ian was scared? What could he possibly be afraid of? It's not like he knew anything about the other half of the plan for tomorrow night.

"Ian…" I said warily.

"Wanda." He replied his eyes locked on mine.

"What are you scared of?" I inquired.

"How old is your host?" he countered.

"You can't answer a question with a question." I argued.

"I can't?" he challenged.

"Nope." I said with a sense of finality.

"But isn't that what I just did two seconds ago?" he asked rhetorically.

"Ian…"

"Wanda…"

"I've already told you what my host age is, so why are you asking again?" I asked, dreading the answer.

Did he know I was lying when I told him my host was almost eighteen, when in reality she was barely even seventeen? I know I'm not a good liar, but everyone else believed me so it must have worked. Then again this is Ian, so I shouldn't be surprised that he caught on I was fibbing.

"Wanda you were never a good liar and I've let it slide this whole time. But if we're going to have a relationship we should always be honest to each other. So just tell me the truth." He explained.

He was staring into my eyes so intently, that I felt locked in place and had no choice but to tell him.

"She's almost seventeen." I whispered.

"You're not even seventeen?!" He almost yelled, exasperated.

"No my host is almost seventeen, but I'm ancient." I said bitterly, rolling off him and onto my side of the bed.

Ian countered my movements by turning on his side and lifting his head up to rest on his left hand in order to look at me.

"Wanda, why did you lie to me?" Ian asked his voice calmer than it was before.

I stared at the ceiling, I was afraid to tell him. If he wasn't going to leave me after finding out I was probably 10 years younger, he would leave me for sure after I told him why I hid it.

After a minute or two, I felt his fingertips brush my arm that was laying between us. He trailed them up and down the length of my arm a few times before intertwining his fingers through mine. Then he proceed to lift our joined hands and I let him as he kissed my hand.

"Please tell me," he begged.

I tore my eyes away from the ceiling and looked at him. He was so beautiful and kind. I could feel the tears prickling at the corner of my eyes, and I blinked to make them go away before Ian could see them.

But he was always one step ahead of me, he reached out and wiped away the tear that had slipped.

Then he grabbed my face with purpose and pulled my lips to his, hard. He kissed me so passionately, and I felt my toes curl as I responded with just as much gusto. This wasn't like any kiss we had ever shared.

I don't know how long it lasted, but eventually I needed to break it to breathe.

Ian grinned sheepishly and rest his forehead against mine, while I tried to catch my breath.

"Wow." I finally said, no longer breathless.

"Hmm, so I have a proposition." Ian stated.

I nodded.

"We'll go to second base if you tell me why you lied to me." He proposed.

"Second base?" I asked, confused by his reference to American baseball.

"Yeah. First base is making out, second base is…" He trailed off as he put his hand under my tank top and slowly began inching towards my chest.

"Oh, oh" I exclaimed, finally understanding.

"So is that a deal?"

"Y- yes" I hesitated, I really wanted second base but I really didn't want to tell him.

And of course Ian being the perfect guy any girl could ask for gave me an easy out.

"Okay so when I come back from this raid tomorrow, we'll seal the deal" He added with a wink.

"Sounds good" I replied feeling bitter sweet.

"Alright, let's go to sleep. I need my full strength for tomorrow's raid and for our deal." He said, pulling my back into his chest.

"Alright boys, and Sunny be safe and successful. We'll see you before dawn." Jeb pronounced clapping his hands together.

Just as Jared started the car, the passenger door opened and Ian jumped out.

"Forget something Ian?" Jeb asked, lifting his eyebrow.

"Yeah." Ian replied simply, sauntering over to where I was standing with Jamie.

"What did you forget, Ian?" I asked when he was barely a few inches away from me.

"This." He answered, and then proceeded to lean down and kiss me.

My eyes fluttered closed and my hands found purchase in his hair.

We probably would've stayed like that for a while longer, if Jamie hadn't whistled.

I broke the kiss smiling and pushed Ian towards car.

"We'll continue with that when you get back." I promised and with one last peck on my lips he got into the car.

As soon as they had pulled out of the cave, I turned to Jeb and started helping him prep for Mel and my departure.

Mel joined us a few minutes later with petulant looking Jamie trailing her.

I quirked and eyebrow in question towards Mel, and she simply replied by shaking her head.

"Wanda tell Mel that I should be allowed to come with you guys to see Maudy!" Jamie whined.

I walked over and sympathetically cupped Jamie's face.

"Jamie, this visit to see your godmother is very crucial for your sister and already so stressful for all of us. The fact that we aren't going with any of the guys makes it even more vital that only the two of us go so that we only have each other and ourselves to look after. I know how much you want to meet Maudy but hopefully if we play our cards right shell come back with us and you'll get your chance." I tried to explain.

"B-but what if she doesn't come back with you guys? Does that mean I'll never get to meet her?" he wondered solemnly.

"We can only hope, but there is more of a chance she'll come back if she has a reason to right? And what better reason is there than to meet her god son?" I goaded.

"Okay, you're right. But at least take her this for me so that she knows I want to meet her." He agreed, handing me a picture of himself.

'Perfect. I promise I will" I said before kissing him on top of the head and then shooing him away so we could finish getting ready to head out.

A/N: I'm so sorry for repeating an updated chapter. This is what I really meant to post. I guess I just keep giving you guys more and more reasons to despise me. Hopefully this update makes it better even though it's not that long. I wanted it to be a longer chapter but then that would mean you guys would have to wait probably another month, so I figured I would update with what I had written in the past few days.