A/N: hahaha well… I'm back again as usual… sorry it took (another) long time to update this… busy and stuff… oh whatever… anyway… I just read chapter 1 and really, I found it a bit cheesy since as we all know chapter number 1s are the ones that is usually hard to write coz you have to explain everything in it… sigh… oh well… onwards then… don't wanna waste precious writing time… my sis will be wanting the computer any soon… :D

Thanks by the way to Hermione Baudelaire, smilies (hehehhehe… thanks… blushes... high five!! Flip in da hauz!!!), angelcrystalgrl1, S-O-U-E FAN, SugarBowlsAreBad.com, Gerlox, Violet/Cho/Eilonwy (I will finish it don't worry!!!!!!!!) and psycoticXander (aaww…. blushes again… tnx… I'll be reading your fics!!! Hahahah… :D) for reviewing chapter 1… tnx guys… you're my inspiration…. Hihihi….

Disclaimer: A Series of Unfortunate Events not mine. Nope. Uh-uh. shakes head vigorously

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Chapter 2: That Sudden Pang of Recognition

Violet blinked.

She couldn't believe what she was seeing.

She rubbed her eyes, making sure she wasn't hallucinating or something. She looked up. The sign was still there. She placed her hand on top of the glass window and stared at the huge board standing on top of the display table inside the book store.

Written boldly across it were the words…

THE QUAGMIRES ARE COMING

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"Duncan!!!! Would you please hurry up!!!!"

"I'll be right down!!!"

Duncan bent down and reached inside the bottom drawer of his closet. The three, Duncan, Isadora and Hector, were getting ready for their trip to New York City that afternoon. Isadora and Hector were already downstairs loading the baggage inside the taxi. Duncan, on the other hand, was still in his room, turning it upside down for the last time that month.

Where is it????? Duncan thought tossing over an old Christmas ornament he found inside the drawer. I know I placed it in here!!!

He threw open and small box.

There it is!!!

Duncan picked up the fragile, yellow piece of paper tucked under some small blue pebbles. He gently opened it, careful not to tear it apart.

It's been 10 years ever since he kept that same piece of paper. 10 years ever since he last saw its writer.

Duncan and his sister had spent at least 4 years inside the self-sustaining hot air balloon Hector had built years ago. Mainly, it was suppose to be for 3 other persons and Hector. But because of unexpected events, it ended up with him and Isadora riding it with its builder. And ever since that day he had regretted leaving her behind. He should have stayed with her and didn't climb up immediately.

Duncan ran his fingers through the letter. He then straightened it up and read it.

Duncan,

Well, here I am. I decided to write to you if ever something bad happens again, so here I go.

Ever since the first time we met, I already felt that, well, you guys would be a part of our lives. Not only by the fact that you guys helped us out with Olaf and everything but also by the fact that you guys were always there for us. And now that there is a possibility that we get separated again, I just want you to know how happy I am you guys came into our life. We've got nothing else to ask for. Just one thing though Duncan. I have a wish.

When you do get away safe from Olaf, would you kindly promise…

…never to forget me?

Well, that's all I need to say.

Take care then…

Violet

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It was true.

They were coming.

Violet pressed her face against the glass. The room was dark, making it hard for her to read the words written below the bold letters. She squinted and carefully read the lines below it.

The famous Quagmire triplets (they want to be called like that) are finally coming here in New York City! After having to finish their promotion in London, the duo finally decided to take time off their busy schedule and visit us here! Catch them as they arrive on Sunday on this very bookstore, 4:00 pm.

Violet stepped backwards.

Today was Saturday.

They were coming tomorrow.

Violet suddenly found herself smiling. Her eyes started welling up with tears and soon she was crying. She quickly glanced at her watch, and seeing it was almost midnight, immediately continued walking.

She had to tell this to Klaus and Sunny.

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Duncan looked up and blinked. He felt tears forming in his eyes. He quickly wiped it away with the back of his hand. Ever since he had first read the letter in the hot-air balloon, his first thought was to look for Violet. Whatever happened he was going to find her. And when unexpectedly the hot-air balloon suddenly settled down, he was delighted he'd have an even bigger chance of finding Violet. The only thing that bothered him the most was that there could be a possibility that Count Olaf found the Baudelaires first. But good thing that just a few days after settling down on London with his sister and Hector, Olaf was finally caught.

Duncan cleared his throat and tucked the letter back inside the box. He closed its lid and placed the small box inside his backpack. He quickly fixed his room one last time, took his suitcase and stepped out of his room. Isadora was climbing up the stairs when the two met.

"Oh finally you arrive!!" she exclaimed pausing where she was standing. "What took you soooo long?!"

"I was looking for something. Sorry about that." Duncan replied. "Can you help me with this?"

Isadora rolled her eyes and picked up Duncan's suitcase.

"Ha! Men are definitely the weaker sex…" she muttered laughing.

"Whatever!" Duncan cried back. "I heard that…"

Duncan rushed down as Isadora heaved ahead with the suitcase.

"Open the rear compartment please…" Isadora cried. The Stephen, their driver, stepped out of the car and took the suitcase from her.

"I'll take that m'am…" he said.

"Thank you Stephen…" Isadora replied straightening her skirt and blouse. Duncan appeared from the doorway and opened the passenger seat door and threw his bag inside.

"Where's Hector?" Duncan asked as he stepped up beside his sister, who was fiddling with the house keys.

"He's inside checking everything." Isadora replied. "Hey hold this would you?" She tossed the keys over at Duncan and he quickly took it, tucking it inside his pocket.

"Have you got the passports and tickets?" Duncan asked fixing his jacket.

"It's in my purse…" Isadora replied.

After a few minutes Hector finally emerged from the house and closed the door behind him.

"Are we all ready then?" he asked.

Duncan nodded his head.

"All right, let's go!"

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As soon as Violet woke up the next morning, she quickly rushed downstairs, never minding to change out of her pajamas. As she entered the dining room, Klaus was already by the dinner table setting up. Sunny, on the other hand, was by the refrigerator, ready to go to school.

"Good morning Klaus, Sunny!" Violet exclaimed taking the newspaper by the counter and scanning through it vigorously. "You will never believe what I found out last night!!!"

"Good morning sis…" Sunny said smiling over at her. "Different from your usual responses in the morning I see. This must be good."

Klaus laughed.

"Yeah… You didn't even bother to change…" he said sipping his juice.

"I won't be able to catch you two if I change first…" Violet said still scanning through the morning papers.

"What is it about?" Sunny asked taking a seat beside Klaus. Violet threw aside the newspaper with an annoyed expression.

"Well," Violet started as she sat down. "Last night as usual I was working late. When I passed a bookstore…" she paused.

"Stop pausing and get to it!" Sunny laughed. "You're killing me…"

"You will not believe this but…"

Violet smiled.

"They're coming…"

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"Oh my god… I absolutely hate plane rides…"

Duncan looked up from his magazine and faced his sister. Isadora was looking outside, obviously sick after the 8 hour trip to New York City.

"And it's not even night time! I need to sleep…" she added rubbing her face with hand.

Duncan laughed and looked over at Hector.

"When are we going to go down?" he asked. Hector was on the other side of the aisle, reading a magazine as well.

"Until everyone gets off…" Hector replied smiling at Duncan, who nodded in response.

It was 2:00 in the afternoon and the three were still inside the plane, waiting for the aircraft to empty. After a few minutes, one of the air hostesses signaled them that it was okay to get off. Isadora quickly stood up, took her purse and raced down the aisle. Duncan and Hector followed, and just as they step out of the plane's door, flashes immediately greeted them.

"Oh yeah I forgot…" Isadora muttered as she covered her already blinded eyes with her bag. "The press is here…"

"Hey… I didn't know we were this famous in NYC…" Duncan replied back, dodging an incoming reporter who was sticking a microphone in his face.

"Just ignore them and smile…" Hector whispered over at the two after patting at there shoulders.

Duncan scoffed and smiled.

"I doubt they'll leave us alone…" he said. He then looked around and saw how much press people were actually there. A long line of security guards were standing by the passage way, blocking off what seems to be young girls and boys. One was screaming her head off and when she immediately saw Duncan looking at her direction she started jumping around and screaming more.

"Oh my GOD he looked at ME!!! MARRY ME DUNCAN!!!!!!!!!"

Duncan quickly looked the other way.

"Oh my God." Isadora muttered in return as the two continued walking down the pathway towards the airport. "They're actually swooning at your feet Duncan…"

"Oh shut up…" Duncan muttered back.

"Hey you two!" Hector said. The two turned around. "You go on ahead. I'll take care of these…" he added raising their passport.

"All right…" Isadora said nodding. "We'll meet you by the car…"

The airport's sliding doors opened and Hector quickly walked over to the other side. A security guard immediately took Hector's placed behind the two.

"The car is waiting outside sir, m'am." He said. Duncan nodded and adjusted his backpack. But just as they stepped out of very airport, a group of people suddenly rushed inside and ran into the three. Duncan got separated and was pushed back.

"Mr. Duncan!" the security guard shouted.

Seeing this, a group of fans nearby hurriedly got together and pushed aside the security guard blocking them. Soon, young girls suddenly surrounded Duncan and he soon was nowhere in sight for Isadora and the guard with her.

Duncan covered his head as one of the girls pulled at his arm and pushed a notebook and pen in his face.

"Get them off him quick!" he heard Isadora shout. But the girls wouldn't let go of Duncan. He then heard a vaguely familiar voice shouting from behind.

"Excuse me could you get your hands off Duncan?!?!"

Duncan tried seeing who it was, but he was still being pulled apart by the girls.

"Hey he's getting hurt!!!!" the voice shouted again. Someone then took Duncan's arms and spun him around. Soon, he was finally out of the group of raging fans and was seeing bright flashes again. He exhaled deeply and looked back. Security guards soon got a hold of the girls and were leading them out to the other side. Duncan gave out a sigh of relief and turned back around. A tall, beautiful dark-haired girl was standing in front of him, obviously staring at him with great excitement.

"Good thing you didn't get hurt back there Duncan…" she said wiping sweat off her forehead. "I'm so happy to see you again!!!"

"Well," Duncan started to say as Isadora coming back caught his eye. "I don't mean to be rude but…" he paused obviously still shook up after what happened. "Do I know you?"

The thrilled expression on the young girl's face disappeared at the very hearing of what he said.

"Don't you…don't you remember me???" the girl exclaimed, her eyes welling up with tears.

"I'm sorry, did we know each other?" Duncan asked.

But before the girl could even answer, Isadora and the guard soon appeared and took Duncan by the shoulders. He tried to get away from their grip and still wanted to stay and figure out what the girl was talking about, but failed as Hector came and blocked the other way.

"C'mon, we have to go now before anything else happens…" he said. Isadora opened the car door and stepped inside. And just as the guard soon let go of Duncan, he turned around one last time to look at the girl. She was standing there, by the crowd, with younger boy and a much younger girl. Her black hair flew along the wind and as she pushed it back with her hand, something caught Duncan's eye.

Duncan's heart started beating.

He had felt it again.

The same feeling he always had.

For wrapped around the girl's fingers was a ribbon.

The very same ribbon Violet always wore.

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A/N: and finally it ends there!!!!!!!!!! Hhhahahaah!!! This is one heck of an accomplishment for me!!! I am soooo happy I was able to finish this!! Hahaha!!! Time to rejoice!!! But I'm sorry if it was kinda, well… how can I say this… oh whatever… -basta- I'm sorry… I'm kinda new to this sort of writing… -dba- I always write fics-with-young-characters… so this is really really really a different situation… but oh well… I still like it!! and sorry if the format really sucks... i do not know what is happening!! sigh... but... i'm really soo happy… hope you guys liked it!!!! I sooo want to write chapter 3 like now… okay I sound like a labeler right now… whatever… just don't forget to review OKAY??? Okay! Take care then!! Ciao!! :D