"Are you okay?" Ian asked reaching out a hand to help her up
"I'm fine." Amy replied swatting away his hand, as she tried to get up. But the minute she put weight on her right ankle she fell back to the ground with a sharp cry.
"You're not fine, love. Let me carry you to my limo" Ian responded concerned
"I'd much r-rather stay h-here, then have y-you c-carry me," Amy stuttered
Ian scooped her up anyway and carried her bridal style to his limo. Amy kicked him hard in the thigh in protest.
"Put me down!" she squealed
"It's alright, love, we are almost at the limo now" Ian murmured in response
Ian set her down gently on one seat and the sat down next to her. Amy pushed him onto the floor. So he sat on the other side.
"That's a great way to show how thankful you are, love," Ian laughed rubbing his thigh where she had kicked him.
"Where's my phone" Amy demanded. Ian passed her the phone in question and she quickly typed in a number on the keypad
"Yes Dan… no I haven't been captured by ninja's… I'm with Cobra… no Natalie's not here… yes I need you and Nellie to come get me… fine, but hurry… no I will not kick him there…FINE…bye"
"Who were you on the phone with?" Ian asked curiously. Amy kicked him again, hard.
"Ohh" Ian exclaimed doubling over
"That's from Dan"
"Why would Dan tell you to kick me?"
"Because you kidnapped me"
"It's not kidnapping if you like it"
"I am not 'liking' it, thank you very much" Amy retorted angry
" Yes you are"
"And how would you know that?"
" Because of the way you're looking at me"
"Really, well how about you come over here?" Ian did as he was told and Amy kissed him. It was a passionate kiss, with Ian's hands in her hair pulling her closer and Amy's hand on the small of his back. But then Amy pulled away, and Ian found him self on the sharp end of his poison injector,
"I suggest you let me go" Amy said menacingly. Ian put both his hands up in the air, and backed up against the seat.