Disclaimer: I do not own anything period! Ok this will be in Ian's point of view and I'm sorry but he's totally lovesick! I know the change of plot was extravagant, but I was bored!

Chapter 10

IAN POV

"I am going to get some water." I said and walked out of the room. My face's temperature was finally going down. I am going to shoot Daniel for that "innocent" little comment of his. Amy looked petrified when he said that. I chuckled slightly at the thought of the cherry color of her beautiful face. I sighed. She couldn't tell could she?

A loud thud snapped me out of my thoughts. I ran back to the staircase and I saw something that scared me out of my trousers. AN: Every serious moment needs a laugh :) never mind back to the story. Amy was on the floor not moving. Her perfect hair covered her oh so pale face. I ran up to her, shoving some people out of the way. I knelt down beside her.

"Love, can you hear me?" I said, worry thick in my voice. "Love?" I checked her pulse and relief flooded through me.

"She has a pulse." I stated and cheers broke out across the room. My eyes were never off her face. I started to stroke her hair, when somebody cleared they're throat.

"Perhaps we could take her to a bedroom and get a nurse." Sinead suggested.

"Yes, of course." I said, rubbing the back of my neck. How come I didn't think of that first? I picked her up off the floor and carried her to the nearest bedroom, stroking her cheek all the way there.

AMY POV

I opened my eyes and all I saw was bright light. I closed them quickly but the light shone through my eye lids. Am I dead? I heard somebody chuckle.

"No Love, you are not dead." Oops, I said that out loud. I opened my eyes and I could make out a figure of a person. Ian…he was the only person in the world that would call me Love. I just then noticed that he was holding my hand. I tried to sit up but only found a sharp pain in my head.

"Love, you have to rest for awhile. Do you have any idea why you fainted?" So that's what happened, memories flooded back to me… me feeling dizzy…falling…being carried to a room…this room. I looked around and I could easily tell it was Ian's.

"I have no idea." I said and looked at Ian. His eyes were dark and tired. His hair slightly tousled and his shirt wrinkled.

"I would expect you to be complaining about your shirt and how wrinkled it is." I said.

"Oh trust me, he already did hours of that." Dan said walking into the room, followed by Natalie. Dan stopped right next to the bed. "Are you feeling better, no memory loss or anything?" He asked looking concerned. I chuckled slightly.

"My memory is perfectly fine. I just don't know what caused me to faint." I really didn't know. Ian put his hand on my forehead.

"Love, you're burning up! Can I get a nurse in here?" He called. His hand dropped to my cheek. Good thing that my face was flushed, because it would have surely been red. He started to stroke my cheek, but I stopped him by gently pulling his hand off my face. He bowed his head, and stood up.

"Hello, can I get a nurse please?" Just then a chubby little nurse walked into the room.

"Hey sweetie, how ya feeling?"She asked getting a thermometer at of a drawer.

"My head hurts and I feel really sore." I said. She did the whole "Mhmmm…yes…I see," thing that nurses do.

"What's the matter then?" Ian asked.

"I don't know we will have to do some blood tests." She said, needle in hand. I whimpered, that was a really big needle.

"Hush Love, no need to worry. Everything will be fine." Ian said and he took my hand. His words were comforting. "I thought this was going to be a happy occasion, with games and what not. But you got hurt. You always do." Ian sounded like a sad child after their birthday party got cancelled.

"It's ok I had a really good time. I loved water tag." I said and his face lit up.

"Really? I planned it all by myself!" Ian pointed his thumb to his chest. He sounded like a three year old showing his mom a drawing he drew. I shot Natalie a questioning look.

"He does that when he feels guilty, but then he never remembers." Natalie said.

"Does what?" Ian asked regaining his composure.

"Oh, nothing." Natalie said with a wave of her hand.

" Ian?"

"Yes?"

"What were you going to say to me for the truth?" I asked. Dan got up, started whistling, and left the room. Natalie was right behind him. Even the nurse could tell this was a touchy subject. She muttered something about finding medical records and followed Natalie and Dan. Ian's eyes dropped to the floor.

"Oh, that." He stated, rubbing the back of his neck.

"You do that when you're uncomfortable."

"Do what?"

"Rub the back of your neck."

"Oh, yes, Natalie has pointed that out before."

"So what was the truth?" I asked again. He looked into my eyes.

"You really want the truth don't you?"

"Yes, yes I do."

"The truth…alright here we go."

Cliffie! PHSCYE! Ha-ha JK it really was a cliffie. IF I DON'T GET AT LEAST TEN REVIEWS BY SUNDAYs I WILL NEVER TELL YOU WHAT IAN'S GOING TO SAY! MUWAHAHAHA! Tough it out! JK…but seriously. Anyway, DON'T BE A COMMENT PUTZER! YES I do know what a putz is. AND if you don't… THEN LOOK IT UP!

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