Author's Note:

So guys, I'm back with a new story! And guess what, this is a multi-chaptered story, maybe ten or five. I'm terribly sorry, something happened to my computer and all my other 39 clues stories had been gone. I wish I could bring them back though. This is my first time writing Amian Multi-chapter, I do hope you would like is as I have tried my best to make the characters not OOC.

Reviews are appreciated, I would be able to write on if I knew if someone liked the story or not.

Enjoy!

Regret, or just Pain?

Chapter 1:

"Ian, you wouldn't believe who I just met!" his sister, Natalie Kabra exclaimed.

He gave a faraway smile, making his sister frown. "Don't smile if you don't feel like, "she said, sighing.

He chuckled, but his eyes turned dark, "Ian, it's almost two years, get over her already." his sister said putting a hand on his shoulder.

He nodded and led her to the car. They had gone out to eat some ice cream in celebration of him hitting a billion customers.

He should feel happy, but he was empty from inside, like someone had snatched his heart right under his nose. Unfortunately, that was the fact.

He didn't expect it to hurt so much.

"I didn't think I would run into you guys here." a woman with straight brown hair came towards them, laughing. Ian smiled politely, "Hello, Julie, Fancy running into you here." he said with a tease. She blushed, thinking maybe he did see her.

"I was just buying some dessert down the street, didn't expect you though. Although it is really nice since you don't usually talk to me in between work, so now won't be a problem, right?" she challenged him to deny.

Natalie watched her brother, wishing he would fall for her Julie Myers. But he…. well he was just hung up on his first love.

"I'm sorry, I have to attend this engagement that my sister so fabulously forced me to agree upon. I'm afraid we might not stay here any longer. I apologize deeply." he said with a tiny sad smile.

She waved it off, although feeling disappointed that he would deny her.

He was left with her walking away, painfully reminding him of her, his heart desperately wishing she was here.

He shook his head, he had to forget her, or else he would never be able to live on.

"I know what day it is, brother. Why won't you tell me what happened? It's two years now, already." his sister mumbled beside him as they walked to their car. It was the day she walked out of his life.

He didn't reply, as he sat inside his car and gripped the staring wheel.

"You wouldn't understand, Natalie." he muttered before driving off.

xxx

"Hey, Amy!" came the voice from the party. She turned and gave her French friend a friendly wave.

"Hi, Lucy. Didn't expect you to come." she said with a laugh. Her friend raised her eyebrows. "I should ask you that. You aren't party girl. Tell me, what has made you so." she asked.

She sighed, looking at the glass of punch in her hand.

"Admit it, you want to go back home."

Amy laughed, "Of course I would want to. This crowd is making uncomfortable."

Lucy was not smiling like she usually would. "I don't mean the house you are renting in, Amy. I mean Boston." she emphasized.

Amy's eyes fell down, guilty that her friend had noticed her inability to settle down.

"I'm not feeling sad, I knew you didn't belong here." her friend said leading her into the balcony to have a more private conversation.

Amy flashed a sad smile, "You don't know, Lucy. I can't go back. The reason I came here is still there." she murmured.

"The Amy I know wouldn't run away like this. I never thought a noteworthy detective would run away from her fears like that. That isn't very courageous." Lucy chided. Amy chuckled, guilt coursing through her veins.

She sighed, looking at her phone. "So, your boss from there did call you." she said in an affirmative.

Amy gave her a pointed look, frowning. "How did you…don't tell. Lucy, did you call Mr. William McIntyre and asked him to take me back?" she asked with a curious yet cautious look.

Lucy gave her a shrug. "No, I didn't. In fact, he had asked me your number since you changed it two years ago."

Amy sighed, already deciding that going back for just a month wouldn't hurt.

"Alright, Lucy. You talked me into it." she finally gave up.

xxx

Natalie was scowling, "How dare he ask us, the top detectives to pick his guest up?" she grumbled, crossing her arms. Although she was just twenty-two, and he was twenty-four, she still acted like her spoilt self sometimes even though she could be a caring sister most of the time.

He chuckled, "We haven't met this person and you are already planning to kill him." Natalie realized that and made a face.

"Maybe it's someone really important, why would he want only us to pick up?" he said, assuring his sister.

"Because we are the only detectives in town?" she said sarcastically.

Just then a few flight attendants walked out smiling at someone behind them.

He curiously looked on, for the first in time two years.

His heart nearly stopped, the world seemed to stop spinning all of a sudden.

She walked with such grace, her open wavy red hair elegantly tussled behind and her eyes hidden behind a large eyeglass.

She was apologizing at the flight attendants as she came out in the empty lobby of the isolated side of the airport.

She stopped short as she realized that she was being watched. She turned her head and met his amber eyes, her heart dropping.

Oh, why did he have to come to pick her up out of all the people?

xxx

Natalie excused herself as soon as they were left alone. She didn't know if it was the tension coming from Ian or from her. Somehow, she seemed so familiar, she couldn't put a finger to it.

On the other hand, he watched her tremble slightly even though it was barely seen. She truly did turn into a more beautiful woman, her face seemed even more angular and her body even more curvy. He stepped closer and slowly removed the eyeglasses from her eyes. Those eyes that seemed to haunt him day and night, stared back at him; uncertain.

He clenched his hand, his anger returning full force.

"Why are you here." he growled, making pain flash in her eyes. She composed herself and stared at with a stoic expression.

"Mr. McIntyre called me." she said calmly. He knew he was being irrational, but being around her threw him off guard.

"I don't know why you are here, but if you are smart, you will board the next flight that came and go back to where ever you came from." he said.

Something flashed in her eyes, he thought he saw the same timid woman he worked with.

"I-I-I" she stuttered as he turned on his heel and left her,

not caring that he was supposed to pick her up.

Not caring that she was hurt.

Not caring that the ache in his heart was more.

Author's Note:

I may be late in posting the next chapter, because I am also studying for my boards as well(Wish me luck) and also because I am a very lazy person.

So guys, I can't wait to read what you all have to say!

Good bye (Hopefully meet next chapter!)