Disclaimer: I do not own the Days of our Lives characters. Do not sue me... please. I am a broke college student. I do own Andrea... I guess you could say I am borrowing the last name... oh well.
Sand and Water... and a million years gone by.
Sunlight came streaming through the window facing the courtyard, and fell on the bed where Tony was just waking up. Andrea was still asleep in his arms, and for some reason, he had had the best night's sleep he had had in a long time. He attempted to stretch a little bit, before kissing her forehead and placing her gently back onto the bed. He needed to see Rolf...now. He quietly got up and made his way downstairs. "Rolf!," he whispered fiercely, looking around. He entered the secret room.
"Good morning. How did you sleep?" Rolf had grin on his face.
Tony paused before responding, "Better than I have in a long time." He doesn't know... does he? "Rolf, did you know the Princess is here?"
Rolf looked a bit surprised. "Greta?"
"No... Andrea."
"What?!"
"Okay, so apparently you didn't know..." Tony said quietly.
Rolf sat down at a computer and starting typing at the speed of light. Within a few seconds, he had some rather interesting information. "According to this, the townhouse in London caught fire... Now, if I remember correctly, that is where she was staying."
"Yes..." Tony put on his glasses and stared at the screen for a second before he began reading: "Princess Andrea "Andy" Tyler Von Amburg now classified as a missing person. The townhouse the Princess had been staying in caught fire... she was no where to be found... The cause of the fire is unknown..." Tony trailed off.
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