A LITTLE HELP PLEASE???? All my chapters deleted, and honestly, I don't remember what happened in chapter 4 can anyone help??? Please???? Thanks!!!!!!

Chapter 3
           Sophie POV

The kiss was nothing like she'd ever imagined, sweet, passionate, but still in a ways fierce, lots of desire, and irresistibly... she didn't know how to explain it. Amazing.
Keefe suddenly broke away from her, and did his little disappearing act.
"Please trust me, Foster. I know what I'm doing. By the way," he said, with a teasing, goofy, but sweet smile on his face, "I knew you always loved me."
She shook her head, and exclaimed, still a bit light-headed, "but you didn't explain anything!"
"See you soon, Foster," he said, leaving her. Sophie stared at the ground, thinking about her first kiss,her lips still tingling.
"Sorry to interrupt your little... fantasy, but we better get going," Sandor said, and she jumped. She had forgotten that Sandor was there the whole time, and her cheeks flushed.
"You did not see that. You saw nothing," Sophie said.
"Nope," he let out a squeaky snort, "I didn't see the way you both kissed, and the starry eyed looks he was giving you, or how you blushed when he called you cute, or how you're blushing right now, or how you said he meant the world-"
"Oh my gosh. I get it!" Sophie said, positive that her cheeks were burning.
"You won't tell them?"
"I don't see any harm in not telling that you just had a romantic night with your boyfriend."
"He's not my boyfriend, and since when do u act like this?"
"Considering what just happened, he's close enough."
"Ugh. You're so annoying, Sandor."
Sandor just smiled. They walked into the light of her home crystal, and as they went inside, Edaline yelled.
"Sophie, where in the world have you been?
"I went to visit my tree..."
"Next time you go anywhere that's not in Havenfield, tell me."
"What happened to Grady?"
"He and Alden went to the neutral territories, and when the ogres saw elves..."
"They went into savage mode?" She asked.
"Basically," Grady said walking into the kitchen. "Anymore custard bursts?"
"You made custard bursts and didn't tell me?!" Sophie exclaimed, as Grady clamped a hand over his mouth.
"Well, I did just make them when you were gone."
"Okay, I want one. Are you  alright?" She asked, turning towards Grady.
Edaline returned with some custard burst, and Grady said, "I'm fine, just a bit worn out. Now it's late, and you should go to sleep."
And for once Sophie didn't argue, thinking about the kiss, which was still fresh in her mind.
Sandor did his daily inspection of her room, and then handed her a piece of paper.
"I didn't want to give you this earlier."
It was a note, definitely by Keefe.

If Gigantor found this, good job. It's special appear only goblins can sense. But if you found it, I mean, I wouldn't be that surprised. I know I didn't explain much, but soon, I'm getting the cache back from Fintan. Mysterious Ms. F, when I'm here, I just feel not belonging, and it feels wrong, but I know this is what I'm meant to do. Just trust me, and I'll get you back the cache. I'm sorry. Please don't hate me.
                                 Love,
                                          K

"He'll get himself killed if he's caught stealing that cache!"
"What will you do about it, Sophie? I know you're not going to just sit here."
"I'm not. You know what... I came up with a plan. I call it, 'Plan Jolie.'"
"I'm almost too afraid to ask."
"Sandor, pack up. We're going to the Neverseen," Sophie said, her voice full of determination.

        Keefe's POV

Keefe was extremely worried about Sophie. He hadn't meant to kiss her, or do anything other than simply make her trust him. At least now he knew not all of those romantic vibes he got from her were for Dex or Fitz. But he couldn't blame her, he was naturally good looking.
He was also hoping Sophie wouldn't do something crazy.
Keefe walked back to what the Neverseen called a 'house,' which was more like a bear cave, and sat down on the hard air mattress. All he had to do was gain their trust... but to gain ones trust, means to lose the others. And that was a very difficult thing. He had to see his mom though. He finally understood why, and he needed to save her.
Another thing that he was worried about was how enthusiastic they were near him, as if there were some trap. A trap he was walking straight into.
Every morning, they had to do some planning things, while he was stuck learning from books. He wasn't trusted enough to know most of their plans, yet.
Sometimes he felt like just yelling, "I just want to save my mom! Is that so wrong?"
At five o'clock in the morning, he got up, and waited, his mind trailing back to the night before, how good she smelled and how she tasted like hot chocolate...
He heard a knock at the door, but it wasn't even light yet.
Pushed aside the door, and saw a girl who looked about fourteen, with medium strawberry blond waves and bluish grey eyes that resembled statues.
"Hey there."
"So you're Keefe?"
"Who else would be this devilishly handsome?" He asked, playing along with the girl's foreign way of looking at him.
"Oh, too bad. I was expecting better," she said, tilting her head slightly sideways.
Keefe was obviously hurt. First, this cute girl doesn't know who he is, second, she expects better? Well, she's  obviously playing hard to get, he thought.
"Well, can't get much better around here, you know?"
She raised an eyebrow, "well Fintan wants you in what he calls 'his office,'" she said sarcastically.
I could get use to her, he thought. But she's nothing compared to Foster. Keefe knew it was dangerous to love her, and even more dangerous for her to love him, but he couldn't help himself. He didn't know what he was even thinking when he had kissed her. He didn't want to hurt her... and he hoped that he never would. But some wishes just are never granted.

                   Sophie POV

Sandor cursed under his breath. "Why am I not surprised, Miss Foster? But I must say no."
For a second Sophie was stricken by rage. "Why?"
"For your own safety."
"Do you know what it's like? I don't even know if he's dead or not! How could you... Never mind. Sandor, I don't give a freaking care what you say, but somehow I'm gonna save him."
Sandor sighed. "Guess it's time to tell Grady."
"Fine. do whatever you want," she replied.
Sandor looked hurt for a second and then said in a hushed voice, "I hope you know that you aren't the only one that's been through this. Ignorance, friendship, close moments, betrayal, than deep love. A lot have been through that, and they don't just barge into places. Learn to have some patience."
"Ha ha. That's something I don't have at the moment," she said.
"Ms. Foster, please. Don't make me keep you in your room and force you not to go anywhere ever."