Hi everyone!

First of all, I'm writing this story with Agent Galini. I mean I'm writing the first chapter, and then she writes the next one and we continue like that.

We got the idea by a PM which got to be a story. We were talking about how Amy and Ian are cute for each other, and we thought what they would do if they were alone in...NO DETAILS!

We really like the idea of make this story together, so you better read it!

TRANSLATED INTO MY WORDS:

I shouldn't be writing with my big hiatus thing and you're probably pretty pissed but we were actually working on this before that I just didn't post it till now. Get it? I know I have to finish the others so PLEASE don't comment telling me that.

By the way this is reposted because I didn't spell check it last night or anything.

WE OWN NOTHING

Amy's POV

I thought my day couldn't get any worse. Then I got kidnapped by a guy in a purple jacket.

Okay, let's back up a bit. I'm getting ahead of the story.

It started like a normal day. Or at least, what passes as normal at my house. That means I was woke up by "DAN CAHILL, I TOLD YOU NOT TO PRACTICE NINJA SKILLS IN THE KITCHEN." Yep, that's a normal morning around here.

After I showered and got dressed for school I walked downstairs to see Dan and Nellie blow drying a bunch of books, papers and Saladin. Apparently Dan knocked over a can of soda and the poor cat had been splashed, along with some important looking papers and a bunch of our textbooks from school.

"Dan, what did you do?" I asked him.

"Well I certainly didn't spill Coke on everyone's homework and Saladin that's for sure." Dan lied.

"Yeah, everyone's homework! Mine, yours, Dan's, even some of Fiske's important papers. We need to stop keeping all of our papers in the same place." Nellie explained "And do you have any idea how hard it'll be to clean this off of the cat? He hates baths!"

I shook my head. Saladin was more likely to remain a sticky mess than let us wash him. "Please tell me that isn't my geometry book." I begged. I had a big geometry test and was planning to study during lunch.

"It's not?" Dan tried "Wait… yeah it is. Sorry…"

"Fantastic." I replied sarcastically.

After that incident I opened my laptop to print out my biology paper, the only piece of homework that wasn't soaked. But it wasn't there. It didn't save. Great I thought this early in the morning and the fates are already out to get me.

So of course that didn't go well with my teacher.

"Miss Cahill, do you have the assignment?" he asked.

"No, I'm sorry I don't." I replied quietly. I knew telling him about the file not saving wouldn't do any good. Teachers never take excuses.

Later that day I was called to the principal's office. What did I do? I wondered I already paid for the books…

When I got to the office there was a guy there. Not the principal, another guy. He looked like one of those security guards you see at concerts to keep insane fans from breaking into the star's dressing room. Except instead of all black his jacket was a shiny purple color

"Amy Cahill?" the guy asked.

"Umm… yes?" I answer/asked.

The last thing I saw before passing out was the security guy pull the trigger on a dart gun.

Ian's POV

No one tricks Ian Kabra.

At least that's what I thought. Then I got kidnapped by a man in a shiny purple jacket.

It was a normal day at first. Selling art, running the Lucians, listening to Natalie complain, all that fun stuff.

"Ian! What did you do with my purse?" Natalie called from her room which was on the other side of the house.

"Natalie why would I have your purse?" I called back, not looking up from my laptop. I thought for a moment. "Wait… which one?"

"The black and silver one!" she said, walking into my room, but still shouting.

I sighed. "Why on Earth would I know where that is?"

"There's a lot of reasons. For one you could be looking for darts – and by the way I don't keep them in that purse – or you could be hacking my cell phone that I also don't keep in my purse or-"

"Nat, I don't have your purse. Have you checked the car? You always leave stuff there." I suggested.

She shook her head and ran off. I went back to my work for about two seconds and the doorbell rang.

I stood up to answer the door and there was a man standing there. He had on black pants, black shoes, a black hat, black sunglasses, black shirt and a shiny purple jacket. Really? Purple? I thought.

"May I help you?" I asked him.

The last thing I remember is the man pulling the trigger on a dart gun.

Okay again, I know I shouldn't have done this and you're still going to be angry but we were working on this BEFORE I got behind on stories and put all of them on hiatus. I just didn't post it till now because I kind of forgot.

Interview!

Me: What do you think?

Ian: I like your other stories better you should finish them.

Amy: Why do I get the feeling this one's going to involve us as a couple?

Me: Because it is! Why does Ian like the others better?

Ian: Because I don't get shot. And because I actually get to see Amy.

Me: It's only the first chapter! Not even part of the story really!

Amy: So I'm going to have to see Ian?

Ian: Love, don't act like you wouldn't like that.

Amy: Don't-

Ian: I won't stop calling you love.

Me: This is getting us nowhere.

Director dude: CUT!