Amy had been gone for about a month and a half. We hadn't heard from her since we got the package she sent with souvenirs. For a few days, we chalked it up to her being busy filming her show. But then we all began to think we'd imagined Amy even coming to New York. The only proof she'd been there was Casey the waitress' signed apron.

One night, we were all gathered at the apartment watching the new episode of L.A. Detectives.

"I tapped that." Barney said when Amy came on screen.

"Did you really?" I asked.

Barney sat there. "I'm pretty sure," he said, slight doubt in his voice.

At that moment, someone knocked on the door. I paused the show and went to answer the door. When I opened it, a man in a suit stood outside. In his hand was an envelope.

"Are you Ted Mosby?"

"Yes…" I said, unsure why this man knew my name. He handed me the envelope. "Thanks." I said, shutting the door.

"What was that all about?" Robin asked.

"I don't know." I said. "He gave me this." I showed them the envelope.

"It's addressed to all of us." Marshall said.

"Why?" Barney asked. "Robin and I don't live here."

"Open it." Lily said.

I nodded and opened the envelope. I pulled out a folded piece of paper. I began to read.

"Dear friends," I said. "No doubt you're all watching the new episode of L.A. Detectives. I hope you paused it. This is a good episode. I realize I haven't been in touch in a while. I hope this letter makes up for it."

"It totally does." Marshall said.

"Totally." I agreed. Then I went back to reading. "The man who gave you this letter's name is Nick. Tomorrow morning at 10:30, Nick will once again show up at the apartment. He will then take all of you to the airport. From there you will fly to Hollywood. You'll be staying for one week. I'll explain more when you arrive. Until tomorrow, Amy."

"Is she serious?" Robin asked.

"A week in Hollywood." Barney said. "Imagine all the hot babes I can nail there in a week."

"I can't take a week off of work, especially not at the last minute." Lily said.

"P.S." I read. "I've already contacted your places of work. You're all free to go."

We sat there, stunned. "We should be packing." I said. With that, we were all off like gunshots, getting ready for a trip to Hollywood.

The next morning, we were all up and ready. At 10:30 sharp, there was a knock on the door. I opened it and found Nick standing there.

"Are you ready to go?" he asked.

We all grabbed our luggage and followed Nick to the street. Outside was a limo, waiting for us. Nick popped the trunk and began to load our bags. We all got into the limo and enjoyed our ride to the airport. Once there, Nick unloaded out bags and handed us our plane tickets. "Enjoy your trip." he said. "I'll be back in one week to pick you up."

We thanked him and walked into the airport. We found our way to security. Once through the metal detector, we found our gate. We had about twenty minutes before they'd start boarding. I glanced at the ticket to see which group we were to board.

"Guys…" I said. "What does it say on your tickets?"

Everyone looked at their tickets. Then we all started comparing them with each other. Was it really possible that Amy had bought us all first class tickets?

"This has to be a joke." Barney said.

At that moment, they called for first class to start boarding. "Well, we're about to find out." I said. We got in line. When we got to the front, I handed the stewardess my ticket. She scanned it and handed it back. "Welcome, Mr. Mosby." she said, hand out for the next ticket.

We all got cleared and headed for the plane. Once seated, a flight attendant came by, asking if we wanted drinks. When the plane took off, it finally began to sink in. We were all heading for Hollywood. And we were all going to see Amy once again.

We landed in Hollywood in the early afternoon. We grabbed our bags from the carousel and found the exit. Amy hadn't really specified what we were supposed to do once we landed.

"I knew it." Barney said. "She tricked us. She brought us out here as a joke. She was never going to meet us."

"I really don't think she'd buy us plane tickets as a joke." Robin said.

"At least not tickets to Hollywood." said a voice behind us. "If I wanted to play a joke on you, I'd send you to China."

We turned around and saw Amy. We all (except Barney) ran towards her for hugs. "Sorry I was late," Amy said. "I got spotted by a massive group of fans."

"I'm sure." Barney said, still trying to act cool towards Amy. "Where's the crowd now?"

Amy pointed down the sidewalk. A little bit away from us stood a group of about twenty people, cameras flashing in our direction. At that moment, a limo pulled up in front of us. The driver got out and began to load out luggage. He looked extremely familiar.

"Nick?" I asked.

"No, this is Kyle." Amy said. "Nick is his twin brother."

"How did you manage to get a set of twins to be our transportation?" Lily asked.

"Easy. They're my cousins." Amy turned towards Kyle. "And my favorite cousins at that."

"We better be." Kyle said with a smile.

Amy opened the door and we all got in. Kyle finished with the bags and went up to the wheel.

"How was your flight?" Amy asked as the limo started moving.

"Good." we all said.

"I don't mean to be rude," I said.

"So don't." Amy said with a smile.

I laughed slightly. "What exactly are we doing here? Not that it wasn't amazing to fly first class for a week's vacation in Hollywood, but-"

"It feels a bit like a voluntary kidnapping?" Amy asked.

"Kind of."

"You guys were so nice to me in New York. I wanted to repay you. We're filming the season finale of L.A. Detectives this week and I thought you guys would like to see it firsthand, before anyone else."

"Are you serious?" Marshall asked. Amy nodded. "I love you." Marshall said, leaning forward for an awkward hug.

"Marshall." Lily said. He pulled back.

"Sorry, babe."

But Lily didn't hear him. She'd squealed and lunged towards Amy, also hugging her. "I love you!" she said.

"So I take it you guys are all for this idea?" Amy asked.

"Hell yeah!" we all said.