Authors' NOTE: Okay, I know this chapter is really short, but I wanted to save the Kabra mansion for another chapter, you know make it more dramatic? Please read and review, but no flames, please!

Amy

I sat, staring at Dan, who looked like a robot with all of the tubes and wires hooked up to him, for hours. All of the nice nurses and doctors had come and gone, and it was two am. Nellie had agreed to stay with Dan, in Copenhagen until he

got better. Blinking back tears, I wished I didn't have to go away. Dan needed me, whether he was in a coma or not! And why, of all places did it have to be at…the Kabra mansion? Even though Dan was cool with Nellie, I never really got

over my doubts of her. When Nellie told me that the only family members willing to take me in for a few months were the Kabras! I mean, come on! Ian, oh Ian.

He had tricked me and loved me and now I'm all confused about it. I thought, staring out the hospital window at Denmark.

Who placed the bomb? Dan kept murmuring about a trench coat…hmmm, this isn't over until I find out who harmed Dan. But until then, I will try to make the best of the Kabra mansion, and, and Ian and Natalie. Maybe it won't be so bad, I mean, he is pretty hot…

NO! I whipped my hair back and forth trying to clear away the images I had pictured in my head. I was not going to act like some drooling teenager over Ian.

I will not think of Ian Kabra. Ian Kabra. Ian Kabra…oh what the heck? Just go ahead already! I told myself angrily

Maybe Natalie and I can like, do girl stuff together. What does an evil genius do with her friends? Paint their toenails with poison? Decorate human skin notebooks? Dissect a puppy? I don't know!

"Hey, Amy? Its time." Nellie poked her head in the door and motioned me to pick up my suitcase, full of the few possessions I did have. I took a final look at my only brother, and walked through the hospital doors, into the taxi, and shut the door on my life, before I lived with Ian Kabra.

In the taxi ride, I guess Nellie figured I would want to talk, but she was mistaken. All I did was stare out into the dreary, gloomy fog of Copenhagen and wish I was going anywhere except into Ian's welcoming arms. I haven't even seen him

since he came to visit Dan in the hospital, that jerk. He had a sly expression on, like this was supposed to happen. I sighed, and for the next hour, was completely silent. Soon, I realized we weren't in the city or suburbs anymore, but in the

beautiful countryside. Of course, the Kabras mansion HAD to have one of those gates that open up automatically when you drive up. The doors clanged shut, and I stepped out onto the polished white marble steps, ready to face whatever

challenges lay before me.

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