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Chapters (65)
  1. ALSO BY STEPHENIE MEYER
  2. DEDICATION
  3. QUESTION
  4. PROLOGUE: Inserted
  5. CHAPTER 1: Remembered
  6. CHAPTER 2: Overheard
  7. CHAPTER 3: Resisted
  8. CHAPTER 4: Dreamed
  9. CHAPTER 5: Uncomforted
  10. CHAPTER 6: Followed
  11. CHAPTER 7: Confronted
  12. CHAPTER 8: Loved
  13. CHAPTER 9: Discovered
  14. CHAPTER 10: Turned
  15. CHAPTER 11: Dehydrated
  16. CHAPTER 12: Failed
  17. CHAPTER 13: Sentenced
  18. CHAPTER 14: Disputed
  19. CHAPTER 15: Guarded
  20. CHAPTER 16: Assigned
  21. CHAPTER 17: Visited
  22. CHAPTER 18: Bored
  23. CHAPTER 19: Abandoned
  24. CHAPTER 20: Freed
  25. CHAPTER 21: Named
  26. CHAPTER 22: Cracked
  27. CHAPTER 23: Confessed
  28. CHAPTER 24: Tolerated
  29. CHAPTER 25: Compelled
  30. CHAPTER 26: Returned
  31. CHAPTER 27: Undecided
  32. CHAPTER 28: Unenlightened
  33. CHAPTER 29: Betrayed
  34. CHAPTER 30: Abbreviated
  35. CHAPTER 31: Needed
  36. CHAPTER 32: Ambushed
  37. CHAPTER 33: Doubted
  38. CHAPTER 34: Buried
  39. CHAPTER 35: Tried
  40. CHAPTER 36: Believed
  41. CHAPTER 37: Wanted
  42. CHAPTER 38: Touched
  43. CHAPTER 39: Worried
  44. CHAPTER 40: Horrified
  45. CHAPTER 41: Vanished
  46. CHAPTER 42: Forced
  47. CHAPTER 43: Frenzied
  48. CHAPTER 44: Healed
  49. CHAPTER 45: Succeeded
  50. CHAPTER 46: Encircled
  51. CHAPTER 47: Employed
  52. CHAPTER 48: Detained
  53. CHAPTER 49: Interrogated
  54. CHAPTER 50: Sacrificed
  55. CHAPTER 51: Prepared
  56. CHAPTER 52: Separated
  57. CHAPTER 53: Condemned
  58. CHAPTER 54: Forgotten
  59. CHAPTER 55: Attached
  60. CHAPTER 56: Welded
  61. CHAPTER 57: Completed
  62. CHAPTER 58: Finished
  63. CHAPTER 59: Remembered
  64. EPILOGUE: Continued
  65. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

I shone the flashlight all around the bathing room, looking for any sign of an ambush. The odd flickering shadows it made were not comforting, but I found no substance to my fears. Jeb’s tub was more the size of a small swimming pool and black as ink. Under the surface, a person would be invisible as long as they could hold their breath.… I hurried through the slender crack at the back of the room to escape my imaginings. Away from Jeb, I was nearly overwhelmed with panic—I couldn’t breathe normally; I could barely hear over the sound of my pulse racing behind my ears. I was more running than walking when I made my way back to the room with the rivers.

To find Jeb standing there, still in the same pose, still alone, was like a balm to my splintered nerves. My breathing and my heartbeat slowed. Why this crazy human should be such a comfort to me, I couldn’t understand. I supposed it was like Melanie had said, desperate times.

“Not too shabby, eh?” he asked, a grin of pride on his face.

I nodded once again and returned the flashlight.

“These caves are a great gift,” he said as we started back toward the dark passageway. “We wouldn’t be able to survive in a group like this without them. Magnolia and Sharon were getting along real well—shockingly well—up there in Chicago, but they were pushing their luck hiding two. It’s mighty nice to have a community again. Makes me feel downright human.”

He took my elbow once more as we climbed the rough stair-case out.

“I’m sorry about the, um, accommodations we’ve got you in. It was the safest place I could think of. I’m surprised those boys found you as quick as they did.” Jeb sighed. “Well, Kyle gets real… motivated. But I suppose it’s all for the best. Might as well get used to how things are going to be. Maybe we can find something more hospitable for you. I’ll think on it.… While I’m with you, at least, you don’t really have to cram yourself into that little hole. You can sit in the hall with me if you prefer. Though with Jared…” He trailed off.

I listened to his apologetic words in wonder; this was so much more kindness than I’d hoped for, more compassion than I’d thought this species was capable of giving their enemies. I patted the hand on my elbow lightly, hesitantly, trying to convey that I understood and wouldn’t cause a problem. I was sure Jared much preferred to have me out of sight.

Jeb had no trouble translating my wordless communication. “That’s a good girl,” he said. “We’ll figure this all out somehow. Doc can just concentrate on healin’ human folks. You’re much more interesting alive, I think.”