[科幻]宿主

could　not　be　healed　and　made　the　body　unsafe　to　others。　Or；　of　course；　a　mind　with　a　will　too　strong　to　
be　erased。　An　anomaly　localized　on　this　planet。

　I　had　never　seen　the　ugliness　of　treating　an　unconquerable　spirit　as　a　defect　as　clearly　as　I　did　now；　
looking　into　Ian’s　eyes。

　“And　if　they　caughtyou？　”　he　asked。

　“If　they　realized　who　I　was…　if　anyone　is　still　looking　for　me…”　I　thought　of　my　Seeker　and　shuddered　
as　he　had。　“They　would　take　me　out　and　put　me　in　another　host。　Someone　young；　tractable。　They　would　

　

　“Would　you　be　yourself　again？”

　I　met　his　gaze。　“Iam　myself。　I　haven’t　lost　myself　to　Melanie。　I　would　feel　the　same　as　I　do　now；　even　as　
a　Bear　or　a　Flower。”

　“They　wouldn’tdiscard　you？”

　“Not　a　soul。　We　have　no　capital　punishment　for　our　kind。　Or　any　punishment；　really。　Whatever　they　did；　
it　would　be　to　save　me。　I　used　to　think　there　was　no　need　for　any　other　way；　but　now　I　have　myself　as　
proof　against　that　theory。　It　would　probably　be　right　to　discard　me。　I’m　a　traitor；　aren’t　I？”

　Ian　pursed　his　lips。　“More　of　an　expatriate；　I’d　say。　You　haven’t　turned　on　them；　you’ve　just　left　their　
society。”

　We　were　quiet　again。　I　wanted　to　believe　what　he　said　was　true。　I　considered　the　wordexpatriate；　
trying　to　convince　myself　that　I　was　nothing　worse。

　Ian　exhaled　loudly　enough　to　make　me　jump。　“When　Doc　sobers　up；　we’ll　get　him　to　take　a　look　at　your　
face。”　He　reached　over　and　put　his　hand　under　my　chin；　this　time　I　didn’t　flinch。　He　turned　my　head　to　the　
side　so　he　could　examine　the　wound。

　“It’s　not　important。　I’m　sure　it　looks　worse　than　it　is。”

　“I　hope　so—it　looks　awful。”　He　sighed　and　then　stretched。　“I　suppose　we’ve　hidden　long　enough　that　
Kyle’s　clean　and　unconscious。　Want　some　help　with　the　dishes？”

　Ian　wouldn’t　let　me　wash　the　dishes　in　the　stream　the　way　I　usually　did。　He　insisted　that　we　go　into　the　
black　bathing　room；　where　I　would　be　invisible。　I　scrubbed　dishes　in　the　shallow　end　of　the　dark　pool；　
while　he　cleaned　off　the　filth　left　behind　by　his　mystery　labors。　Then　he　helped　me　with　the　last　of　the　dirty　
bowls。

　When　we　were　done；　he　escorted　me　back　to　the　kitchen；　which　was　starting　to　fill　up　with　the　lunch　
crowd。　More　perishables　were　on　the　menu：　soft　white　bread　slices；　slabs　of　sharp　cheddar　cheese；　
circles　of　lush　pink　bologna。　People　were　scarfing　down　the　delicacies　with　abandon；　though　the　despair　
was　still　perceptible　in　the　slump　of　their　shoulders；　in　the　absence　of　smiles　or　laughter。

　Jamie　was　waiting　for　me　at　our　usual　counter。　Two　double　stacks　of　sandwiches　sat　in　front　of　him；　but　
he　wasn’t　eating。　His　arms　were　folded　as　he　waited　for　me。　Ian　eyed　his　expression　curiously　but　left　to　
get　his　own　food　without　asking。

　I　rolled　my　eyes　at　Jamie’s　stubbornness　and　took　a　bite。　Jamie　dug　in　as　soon　as　I　was　chewing。　Ian　
was　back　quickly；　and　we　all　ate　in　silence。　The　food　tasted　so　good　it　was　hard　to　imagine　a　reason　for　
conversation—or　anything　else　that　would　empty　our　mouths。

　I　stopped　at　two；　but　Jamie　and　Ian　ate　until　they　were　groaning　in　pain。　Ian　looked　as　though　he　was　
about　to　collapse。　His　eyes　struggled　to　stay　open。

　“Get　back　to　school；　kid；”　he　said　to　Jamie。　

　

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“Go　to　school；”　I　told　him　quickly。　I　wanted　Jamie　a　safe　distance　from　me　today。　
“I’ll　see　you　later；　okay？　Don’t　worry　about…　about　anything。”　
“Sure。”　A　one…word　lie　wasn’t　quite　so　obvious。　Or　maybe　I　was　just　being　sarcastic　again。　
Once　Jamie　was　gone；　I　turned　on　the　somnolent　Ian。　“Go　get　some　rest。　I’ll　be　fine—I’ll　stay　


someplace　inconspicuous。　Middle　of　a　cornfield　or　something。”　
“Where　did　you　sleep　last　night？”　he　asked；　his　eyes　surprisingly　sharp　under　his　half…closed　lids。　
“Why？”　
“I　can　sleep　there　now；　and　you　can　be　inconspicuous　beside　me。”　
We　were　just　murmuring；　barely　over　a　whisper　now。　No　one　paid　us　any　attention。　
“You　can’t　watch　me　every　second。”　
“Wanna　bet？”　
I　shrugged；　giving　up。　“I　was　back　at　the…　the　hole。　Where　I　was　kept　in　the　beginning。”　
Ian　frowned；　he　didn’t　like　that。　But　he　got　up　and　led　the　way　back　to　the　storage　corridor。　The　main　


plaza　was　busy　again　now；　full　of　people　moving　around　the　garden；　all　of　them　grave；　their　eyes　on　their　
feet。

　When　we　were　alone　in　the　black　tunnel；　I　tried　to　reason　with　him　again。　
“Ian；　what’s　the　point　of　this？　Won’t　it　hurt　Jamie　more；　the　longer　I’m　alive？　In　the　end；　wouldn’t　it　be　
better　for　him　if　—”


　“Don’t　think　like　that；　Wanda。　We’re　not　animals。　Your　death　is　not　an　inevitability。”　
“I　don’t　think　you’re　an　animal；”　I　said　quietly。　
“Thanks。　I　didn’t　say　that　as　an　accusation；　though。　I　wouldn’t　blame　you　if　you　did。”　
That　was　the　end　of　our　conversation；　that　was　the　moment　we　both　saw　the　pale　blue　light　reflecting　


dimly　from　around　the　next　turn　in　the　tunnel。　
“Shh；”　Ian　breathed。　“Wait　here。”　
He　pressed　my　shoulder　down　gently；　trying　to　stick　me　where　I　stood。　Then　he　strode　forward；　making　


no　attempt　to　hide　the　sound　of　his　footsteps。　He　disappeared　around　the　corner。　
“Jared？”　I　heard　him　say；　feigning　surprise。　


　

　“I　know　it’s　with　you；”　Jared　answered。　He　raised　his　voice；　so　that　anyone　between　here　and　the　main　
plaza　would　hear。　“e　out；　e　out；　wherever　you　are；”　he　called；　his　voice　hard　and　mocking。

　CHAPTER　29

　Betrayed

　Maybe　I　should　have　run　the　other　way。　But　no　one　was　holding　me　back　now；　and　though　his　voice　
was　cold　and　angry；　Jared　was　calling　to　me。　Melanie　was　even　more　eager　than　I　was　as　I　stepped　
carefully　around　the　corner　and　into　the　blue　light；　I　hesitated　there。

　Ian　stood　just　a　few　feet　ahead　of　me；　poised　on　the　balls　of　his　feet；　ready　for　whatever　hostile　

movement　Jared　might　make　toward　me。　
Jared　sat　on　the　ground；　on　one　of　the　mats　Jamie　and　I　had　left　here。　He　looked　as　weary　as　Ian；　
though　his　eyes；　too；　were　more　alert　than　the　rest　of　his　exhausted　posture。

　“At　ease；”　Jared　said　to　Ian。　“I　just　want　to　talk　to　it。　I　promised　the　kid；　and　I’ll　stand　by　that　promise。”　
“Where’s　Kyle？”　Ian　demanded。　
“Snoring。　Your　cave　might　shake　apart　from　the　vibrations。”　
Ian　didn’t　move。　
“I’m　not　lying；　Ian。　And　I’m　not　going　to　kill　it。　Jeb　is　right。　No　matter　how　messed　up　this　stupid　


situation　is；　Jamie　has　as　much　say　as　I　do；　and　he’s　been　totally　suckered；　so　I　doubt　he’ll　be　giving　me　
the　go…ahead　anytime　soon。”


　“No　one’s　been　suckered；”　Ian　growled。　
Jared　waved　his　hand；　dismissing　the　disagreement　over　terminology。　“It’s　not　in　any　danger　from　me；　is　
my　point。”　For　the　first　time　he　looked　at　me；　evaluating　the　way　I　hugged　the　far　wall；　watching　my　
hands　tremble。　“I　won’t　hurt　you　again；”　he　said　to　me。


　I　took　a　small　step　forward。　
“You　don’t　have　to　talk　to　him　if　you　don’t　want　to；　Wanda；”　Ian　said　quickly。　“This　isn’t　a　duty　or　a　


chore　to　be　done。　It’s　not　mandatory。　You　have　a　choice。”　
Jared’s　eyebrows　pulled　low　over　his　eyes—Ian’s　words　confused　him。　
“No；”　I　whispered。　“I’ll　talk　to　him。”　I　took　another　short　step。　Jared　turned　his　hand　palm　up　and　curled　


his　fingers　twice；　encouraging　me　forward。　
I　walked　slowly；　each　step　an　individual　movement　followed　by　a　pause；　not　part　of　a　steady　advance。　I　
stopped　a　yard　away　from　him。　Ian　shadowed　each　step；　keeping　close　to　my　side。　
“I’d　like　to　talk　to　it　alone；　if　you　don’t　mind；”　Jared　said　to　him。　


　

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“No；　Ian；　it’s　okay。　Go　get　some　sleep。　I’ll　be　fine。”　I　nudged　his　arm　lightly。　
Ian　scrutinized　my　face；　his　expression　dubious。　“This　isn’t　some　death　wish？　Sparing　the　kid？”　he　


demanded。　
“No。　Jared　wouldn’t　lie　to　Jamie　about　this。”　
Jared　scowled　when　I　said　his　name；　the　sound　of　it　full　of　confidence。　
“Please；　Ian；”　I　pleaded。　“I　want　to　talk　to　him。”　
Ian　looked　at　me　for　a　long　minute；　then　turned　to　scowl　at　Jared。　He　barked　out　each　sentence　like　an　


order。　
“Her　name　isWanda；　notit。　You　will　not　touch　her。　Any　mark　you　leave　on　her；　I　will　double　on　your　


worthless　hide。”　
I　winced　at　the　threat。　
Ian　turned　abruptly　and　stalked　into　the　darkness。　
It　was　silent　for　a　moment　as　we　both　watched　the　empty　space　where　he　had　disappeared。　I　looked　at　


Jared’s　face　first；　while　he　still　stared　after　Ian。　When　he　turned　to　meet　my　gaze；　I　dropped　my　eyes。　
“Wow。　He’s　not　kidding；　is　he？”　Jared　said。　
I　treated　that　as　a　rhetorical　question。　
“Why　don’t　you　have　a　seat？”　he　asked　me；　patting　the　mat　be…side　him。　
I　deliberated　for　a　moment；　then　went　to　sit　against　the　same　wall　but　close　to　the　hole；　putting　the　length　


of　the　mat　between　us。　Melanie　didn’t　like　this；　she　wanted　to　be　near　him；　for　me　to　smell　his　scent　and　


feel　the　warmth　of　his　body　beside　me。　
I　did　not　want　that—and　it　wasn’t　because　I　was　afraid　he　would　hurt　me；　he　didn’t　look　angry　at　the　
moment；　only　tired　and　wary。　I　just　didn?