Hey, guys! I'm sorry, I know it's been a long time. But don't worry… no longer need to wait, I have finished the next chapter. I want to apologize to emeralgreenlove, because I told her I would update on Friday ,but I didn't have enough time too[so I am really sorry]So a very special shout out to you .BTW I don't really like reading long chapters on so I don't like writing them as well. That is why most of my chapters are fairly medium in length.

Disclaimer-Don't own anything…got it …so that means songs, 39 clues, all that mumbo jumbo.

K so I gave you guys a contest…..I told u too guess a song that starts with

The letter B.

I LIKED your guesses though all of you are wrong. For all of you who guessed Potential Breakup song …sorry. Good guess ,though we couldn't have them making up so fast now could we. Anyway know Amy is a little angry but you guys don't know the exact reason why she is mad. So don't judge her. I also know the characters seem a little OOC, but you have to remember people change over the years and the clue Hunt and her relationship with Ian would have affected her greatly. All I'm trying to say is go with the flow people Ohh and I really appreciate your song ideas ,people there really great but I already know all the songs I am going to do. sorry :]

…so what r u waiting for start reading! :}

IAN POV

WTH…where did she fling my I-pod? O.K. I'm no idiot, I know she's pregnant, but even the hormones and mood springs shouldn't make her take it out on my I-Pod. Ever since our fight in The Bahamas, and that call from my retarded secutary she's been on a mad rampage. I frantically searched for my i-pod. I mean it was a present from the Prime Minster….oh never mind. I reached underneath my seat and finally felt the cool rewarding touch of the cold i-pod. Yes…it was still here. But my victory was short lived by music blasting from the speakers, and a very tantalizing Amy singing in her beautiful voice…..

[A/N….MUSIC IS IN BOLD. Ian's POV is italicized. I personally think it's a better story if you're actually listening to it. So go to you tube and type in Bulletproof by La Roux and hit play.]

"Amy stop that. Blaring noise..."

"Amy!"

No! Why should she listen to me. Instead she turns the blaring music higher and smirks at me.

Been there done that messed around,
I'm having fun don't put me down
I'll never let you
sweep me off my feet.

What the hell does she mean what did I ever do to her.

Well besides… Kara, but I thought she was over that.

I won't let you in again,
The messages I've tried to send,
My information's just not going in.

What is wrong with you lady.

What is she trying to tell me...that's she pregnant? I know that!

Burning bridges shore to shore,
I'll break away from something more
I'm not to not to love
until it's cheap.

So what now? My love means nothing to her?

Is this her way of telling me she's through

with me and has found someone else.

Been there done that messed around
I'm having fun don't put me down,
I'll never let you
sweep me off my feet.

She walks up to me and traces the curve of jaw before turning around and singing again.

If she was going for seductiveness…well she was failing. Ohh… who am I kidding she looked damn hot right now.

This time baby I'll be bulletproof,
This time baby I'll be bulletproof.

Somewhere above I hear the faint crackling of sound from the cabin. I couldn't hear anything over the blast of the music but it sounded something like strap your seat belt on.

I won't let you turn around
And tell me now I'm much too proud
To walk away from something
when it's dead.

Amy obviously didn't hear anything because she was still looking at me with

Those green eyes of mystery and venom and singing that obnoxious song. I guess to prove her point she started walking toward the other end of the airplane.

Do do do your dirty words
Come out to play when you are heard
There's certain things
that should be left unsaid.

What is she leaving unsaid… for Luke's sake she's

telling me she wants to get a divorce.

Tick tick tick tick on the watch
And life's too short for me to stop
Oh baby, your time is running out.

Wait, what time are you giving me women. Just out of the blue you start singing randomly and expect me to understand. What is your problem? Just to let you know I may sound like a confused macho man, but I'm as smart as a dumb donkey when it comes to hormonal women's singing in Learjet's. Maybe I should go look it up on Google…

I won't let you turn around
And tell me now I'm much too proud
All you do
is fill me up with doubt.

You know the moment when sudden anger turns into hatred that leaves anything in its path smoking and destroyed.. Yeah I was feeling that! But I was also feeling a lot of other things.

This time baby I'll be bulletproof,
This time baby I'll be bulletproof.
This time baby I'll be bulletproof,
This time baby I'll be bulletproof.

This time I'll be bulletproof
This time I'll be bulletproof
This time I'll be bulletproof

(Instrumental)-

I'm either going to start crying, rip out my seat rest, or start belting out another song to get her pissed off. Crying would make me look like a wimp, ripping out my seat rest would only show my frustration, but singing? Well that would be perfect. I'm already going through me songs by the time she saunters up to me and starts singing..

This time baby I'll be bulletproof,
This time baby I'll be bulletproof.
This time baby I'll be bulletproof,
This time baby I'll be bulletproof

As the last few lines of the chorus come to a chant. I find my song. Perfect. As I take out her I-pod, throw it to her, and put mine in at the same time I think to myself yeah the crying wouldn't have worked so well. Though, I bet that was my best option. I mean Kabra's don't cry!