Three years since graduation. Three years since Nina was at Anubis. Three years since Nina and Fabian broke up. What is in store for this good-hearted American when she sees someone unexpected in America? Read to find out!

Nina's POV

I was lying in my bed, a million thought running through my mind. I looked at the clock. 8:30

Come on, Nina, I thought. Get a grip.

It has been a weeks since my boyfriend, Josh, broke up with me. I've been crying for over an hour. Thank God it's Sunday.

"At least it's not as bad as when Fabian and you broke up," I say, then instantly regret it. Fabian. I haven't talked about him since I left England. Not even to myself. Like I just did. I took a few deep breaths. Breathe, just breathe, I thought. Breathe.

Ring! Ring!

I hear the phone ring. Sighing, I pick it up. "Hello?"

"Ah, just who I wanted to hear!" exclaimes a voice. Claire. My best friend.

"Hi, Claire," I said.

"Well, someone got up on the wrong side of the bed," Claire said.

"Actually, I haven't gotten up at all yet," I said. "Josh broke up with me."

"Oh, sweetheart, I'm so sorry," she said sympatheticly. "Well, you know the way to get over a guy?"

"Get a new one," I said.

"Right! So sorry I have to put this on you right now, but Hally wants you down here in and hour," she said. Oh great, I think.

"Okay, I'll be there," I said.

"Alright. Bye," she said cheerily.

"Bye," I said, hanging up. I groaned. I push away my covers and stand up. My legs feel weak. I slowly walk to my bathroom, take a shower, and pick out an outfit. (On my profile.)

It took me 20 minutes to drive to work. I walked through the doors on the 4th floor.

"Good. I was afraid you weren't going to show," Hally said as I make my way toward her and Claire. I force I smile as best I can.

"Well, I'm here. What did you want me for?" I asked. Might as well get down to business.

"Our company has been working with an English company. Two representatives are on their way here and should be here in about four hours. I want you two to esscort them to the conference room," Hally said. I came all the way up here just to be an esscort?

"Alright," I said. "What are their names?" I asked.

"One is Ann Gartner and the other is...Fabian Rutter," she tells us. My eyes widened.

"F...Fabian Rut...Rutter? You're sure?" I asked, my heart pounding.

"Yes, I'm positive," she said. When she saw the terrified look on my face, she asked, "Everything alright?"

"Yeah, yeah. Everything's fine," I lied. Still terrible. She knows I'm lying, but let's it slide.

"I suggest you two go over how you will greet the guests," Hally said, turning away and walking to her office.

I don't know why, but I feel like I need to patch things up with Fabian. Though, it's been three years, maybe he doesn't even remember me. One can only hope.

~Four hours later~

Here it goes, I thought as a cab pulled up to the front of the eight story building. I took a deep breath as I see a familiar face step out of the cab. I look at Claire. She has on a polite smile, though I could see traces of worry on her face.

A woman, Ann, stepped out of the cab, looking more like she should be at a funeral than work. Fabian looked over the cab roof and said something to her. She laughed.

He's gotten taller. Well, of course he has. I mean, it's been three years. What did I expect? Fabian the same height, blue plaid shirt that highlights his blue eyes...Stop! If someone can scream in their thoughts, I just did.

I take another deep breath. Fabian closes his door and pays the cabbie. Oh God, I thought, panic starting to run through my veins. I lean my head back. Breathe short breaths. Then I pulled myself forward. I tried to smile, but it didn't work. I sighed. Fabian waited for Ann to walk over next to him, and he watches the cab drive back into the busy street.

Fabian and Ann turned to us, and Fabian and I instantly made eye contact. By accident, of course. The smile faded from his lips. The same lips I've kissed so many times before.

"Hi!" Claire said quickly. "I'm Claire. This is Nina." Fabian's eyes darted from mine to Claire's, and he gave her a half smile. The effect of his real smile would have been lost anyway. He shook her hand. Ann shook her hand.

Ann came up to me and shook my hand. I smiled at her. "Hi," I said, sounding much less excited than I'd hoped it would be.

"Let us show you to the conference room," Claire said, practically running up the steps. She pulled Ann up and inside, shot me a look to come inside. Fabian walked passed me, not making eye contact. I was okay with this.

We boarded the elavator. The four of us stood in silence. Suddenly, Claire said, "We're very glad you're here, aren't we Nina?" She looked at me as if to say, say something!

"Yeah, we really are," I said as enthusiastically as I could manage.

"Well, we're glad to be here! Right, Fabian?" Ann said, looking at Fabian.

"Yeah," he said in his thick British accent. I swear my heart skipped a beat.

"You're oddly quiet, Fabian," Ann said. Fabian shrugged his shoulders. We were about as far apart as the elavator would allow.

"Oddly? He's always quiet," I said, then quickly turned my head.

"How would you know?" Ann said, being kind of bitchy. I kept my mouth shut, hoping she would just forget the whole thing. "I want to know how you would know that about my boyfriend!" she almost screamed.

I looked at her, then at Fabian. "You've really lowered your standards," I said, using the same bitchy tone that she used. I turned my head forward. Before she could say anything, we were on the 4th floor.

I stepped off and headed toward the reception desk, where I work with Claire. "Do you know her?" Ann asked Fabian as Claire led them to the conference room.

"Nope, not..." Then they were out of earshot. Wow, I thought as I sat in my chair. When did Fabian start dating such bitches?

An hour later, the meeting was over. "Have a nice day!" Claire said.

"Fabes..." Ann started, but I interupt.

"Ha!" I said. "Fabes? People still call you that?" I laughed again.

"That's enough, Nina!" Fabian shouted. "I really thought you were more mature than this!"

"And I thought you loved me! Looks like we were both wrong," I shout equally as loud. Suddenly, Fabian leaned over the counter and looked me in the eyes.

"You didn't love me," he whispered angrily.

"Oh, please. You don't even know what love is," I whispered back to him as I crossed my arms over my chest and leaned back in my chair.

"When did you become such a bitch?" he whispered again, still in my face.

"When did you loose you brain?" I asked. Fabian turned away from me and headed to the elavator. Good ridence, I thought.

Fabian's POV

When did she turn into such a bitch, I thought as the doors closed.

"So, you do know her, then?" Ann said. I couldn't even look at her face because I knew she would calm me down. But I didn't want to be calm. I wanted to punch someone in the face.

"Yeah, she's my ex-girlfriend," I said coldly. It sucks that I'll have to be here again tomorrow.

So, what'd you think? I kind of needed to write something different than my story, "Welcome Back!" Outfits are on my profile.

Please review?

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