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  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 took the cryotank from Jared, easing it rather than tugging it, turning it with care until it was vertical, and then I hugged it to my chest. The outside of the tank was the same temperature as the warm room. I cradled it to my body, protective as any mother.

I looked back at the stranger on the table. Doc was already dust-ing Smooth over the sealed wound. We made a good team: one attending to the soul, the other to the body. Everyone was taken care of.

Doc looked up at me, his eyes full of exhilaration and wonder. “Amazing,” he murmured. “That was incredible.”

“Good job,” I whispered back.

“When do you think she’ll wake up?” Doc asked.

“That depends on how much chloroform she inhaled.”

“Not much.”

“And if she’s still there. We’ll have to wait and see.”

Before I could ask, Jared lifted the nameless woman tenderly from the cot, rolled her face-up, and laid her on another, cleaner resting place. This tenderness did not move me. This tenderness was for the human, for Melanie.…

Doc went with him, checking her pulse, peeking under her lids. He shone a flashlight into her unconscious eyes and watched the pupils constrict. No light reflected back to blind him. He and Jared exchanged a long glance.

“She really did it,” Jared said, his voice low.

“Yes,” Doc agreed.

I didn’t hear Jeb sidle up next to me.

“Pretty slick, kid,” he murmured.

I shrugged.

“Feeling a smidge conflicted?”

I didn’t answer.

“Yeah. Me, too, hon. Me, too.”

Aaron and Brandt were talking behind me, their voices rising with excitement, answering each other’s thoughts before the questions were spoken.

No conflict there.

“Wait till the others hear!”

“Think of the —”

“We should go get some —”

“Right now, I’m ready —”

“Hold up,” Jeb cut Brandt off. “No soul snatching until that cryotank is safely on its way into outer space. Right, Wanda?”

“Right,” I agreed in a firmer voice, hugging the tank tighter to my chest.

Brandt and Aaron exchanged sour glances.

I was going to need more allies. Jared and Jeb and Doc were only three, though certainly the most influential three here. Still, they would need support.

I knew what this meant.

It meant talking to Ian.