I'm sorry I haven't updated, I've been so busy!
Fact is, exactly five years later, Natalie would be at the alter, remembering this moment, thanking God for all she had. Then she would look at Dan Cahill, and say "I do." She then would be swept up by Daniel and kissed, knowing they had made the right decision.
But this is the story of a couple so intense, Natalie's legacy would seem like a dim crack.
Amy, in the meanwhile of ten months, had lost her job, gone through one hundred books, but nothing abnormal.
Ian meanwhile, had the divorce settled, kicked Lily out, and had to deal with abnormal assisnations to any human close to him.
One thing Amy didn't expect was to save Ian.
One thing Ian didn't expect, was to be saved by Amy.
Luckily, on a gloomy day, Amy received an unusual message.
Polly,
I have recieved the venom. Just to make things clear I shall put it in Ian's food only, right? No one else's. And what time was the party? Nine?
Your client.
Amy frowned reading it over again. Then her mouth dropped. Ian? Poison?
Amy dialed Ian's number at lightning speed.
"You have reached the coolest guy on Earth, please leave a message after the tone so I can see if your so important for a guy like me."
"IAN!" screamed Amy. "Are you going to have this party? I need to talk to you. I–" Amy suddenly stopped.
She hung up and ran into the internet.
What was she exactly going to do?
Just get a ticket to Britain, that's what.
For 1 'o clock. So what did Amy exactly have to do? Run to the airport with no luggage. Oh! By the way did I mention she was stuck getting First Class?
Well, now you see, they had now invented cells on the airplane. So while there was a one hour delay, and during the entire trip, Amy was trying to reach Ian.
"Hey Dan?" Amy asked. "Do you have Natalie's number?"
"Um...Yeah. She like forced me to give mine too."
"Okay..."
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"Hey Natalie?" Amy asked, shyly.
"What do you want, future sister in-law?" Natalie drawled in a bored tone.
Amy blushed furiously. Thank God this wasn't on speaker!
"Do you have Ian's phone number? I like need it now."
"Oh so he isn't so faithful to give you his home number, what a shame."
"NATALIE!"
"I'm like in a spa, I'm supposed to be relaxed, and you aren't letting me be."
"I'll never tell you Dan's home phone when you need it."
Natalie shot up. "Okay! Okay! God!"
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The rest of the flight Amy was trying to reach Ian. Without any luck. Of course.
When the plane landed, Amy was the last one out. Why? Because she had fallen asleep. Oh what luck.
She ran to the nearest cab.
Out of breath she said, "Kabra estate NOW."
She checked her watch, 8:50.
What if they start early? Don't panic Amy, don't panic.
"Here," the cab driver said. Amy gave the driver rolls of money and left, not even wondering how he got here so fast.
The Kabra estate started with iron gates with the Kabra coat of arms on the top of each little point.
There was a driveway with two doormen on the side of each gate.
"Hello," one said.
"Hello," Amy said. They frowned at her American accent. "I'm looking for Ian Kabra–"
"He is currently at a party–"
"At his own house," Amy supplied. "Yes I know. He told me. Just please tell him it's Amy Cahill."
"I cannot–"
"Please!" Amy begged.
"Very well," said the doormen going toward the mansion that lay ahead.
The other doormen cocked his head at her. "And what would a pretty woman like you be doing here?"
"Can you just let me in? He's a really good friend of mine and I–"
"But you know cannot unless it's an emergency."
"It is."
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"Mr. Kabra, a lady–"
"Lily? I don't care," Ian said as he reach for his fork.
"No another lady. She goes by the name Amy,"
"Amy?" Ian stood straight up. "Are you sure?"
"Not really."
"Go check again."
Ian shook his head looking at his guests. "How embarrasing, I am deeply sorry."
"It is nothing, really," said the Prime Minister.
The others nodded. Then they turned to eat.
Ian raised his fork to his mouth.
"Ian no!" cried a familiar voice.
"Amy!?" Ian asked turned around.
Have you heard Paper Gangsta by Lady Gaga? It reminds me of Jonah Wizard, lol. What will happen to Ian? How about Amy? 10 reviews so I have time to write the next chapter!
