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Ok, on with the story....

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Time's Up

It was 7:48 the next morning and Adam was already awake lying propped up on his side watching Amy as she slept peacefully. Without thinking he softly spoke,

"I'm not going to let you go Amy." He kissed her forehead lightly.

"It's not like you really have a choice in the matter, do you Adam?" A voice spoke from the corner.

"Lionel?" Adam said in shock trying to keep his voice down. "What are you doing here? Get out now before Amy sees you!"

"She can't see me don't worry," Lionel said with a sigh as he moved closer to the couple. "I'm just looking in on you and making sure you aren't going to try to interfere when Amy's time comes."

"You're damn right I'm going to interfere," Adam said defensively putting an arm around Amy. "She's not going anywhere near that parking lot today."

"Adam you can't keep her from her fate."

"Oh yeah, and what exactly is going to happen if I do?" Adam challenged.

"Then we go back and these three days never happened and Amy will die unhappy and alone." Adam's head dropped as Lionel said this, how was he ever going to save her? "Look, you have a few more hours, think about what I've said and remember; you can't stop this."

Adam looked back to Amy's sleeping form before looking back to Lionel only to see that he wasn't there. He had a little less than six hours until the accident would happen and he would loose Amy for good again. No, he thought, there has to be another way, but how?

About an hour later Amy woke with a bright smile, no clue of everything that was going to happen in just a few hours time.

"So what do you want to do this morning?" She asked cheerfully.

"Um...I don't know," Adam said forcing a smile, "we don't have to do anything until we leave for our flights so how about we stay up here? I'm sure we can find a movie on to watch."

"But I'm kinda hungry..."

"Then we'll get room service," Adam offered with a smiled.

"I don't know, I was kind of hoping to go down to the dining hall for breakfast and see everyone."

"Well, that sounds pretty good too. Let's go." Trying to flash his best smile Adam offered Amy his arm and she laughed as they started down the hall.

"Do you think we should see if Chris wants to come too?" Amy asked as they neared his door. Adam smiled evilly as he remembered the hangover Chris should be experiencing today.

"Sounds like a good idea." They stopped at his door and Amy knocked lightly.

"Guess he's not in," she shrugged.

"I bet he is," Adam said as he started to knock on the door loudly, "he's just a heavy sleeper." Adam continued banging and sure enough a very gruff- looking Chris opened the door.

"What in the hell are you doing pounding on my door at this ungodly hour," he growled as he stumbled back to bed pulling a pillow over his head. Amy smiled brightly.

"Awwww, poor Chrisy not feeling too well," she cooed.

"Too loud," he yelled from under the pillow.

"Oh come on Chris," Adam said pulling at the pillow. "Amy and I want to hear all about your fun night." Adam finally got the pillow free and Chris moaned in pain.

"Beer bad. Tequila bad. Vodka bad. Hell, all alcohol in general is bad." Chris tried in vain to cover his eyes with his hand as he rambled on. "And anything Jay says is a filthy dirty lie!"

"It sounds like you had fun." Amy said through laughs.

"Please for the love of....anything stop yelling!" Chris flipped over on the bed and pulled his second pillow over his head. "So did you guys come here to revel in my misery or is there another reason you're here?"

"We wanted to see if you wanted to go get breakfast with us," Adam said.

"No! No food! Food Bad!"

"Ok then I guess we'll be on our way," Amy said as Adam pouted, he was having fun tormenting his friend.

"Fine! Go! Bye!"

"Ok ok. We're leaving," Adam said with a laugh. "I'm starving anyways. I want some eggs, and biscuits, and sausage, ooh and bacon. Lots of bacon. Oh and you can't forget the grits and..." Adam didn't get to finish his sentence as Chris bolted out of bed for the bathroom. Amy and Adam burst into laughter as they left Chris' room for the dining hall.

A couple of hours later Adam reluctantly left Amy's side as they went to their separate rooms to take a shower before they had to leave. To Adam it seemed like he couldn't get back to her soon enough. She smiled as she opened the door to her room with a towel over her still wet hair.

"Hey you," she said standing on her toes to kiss him softly. "Ready to go?"

"Uh...yeah, you?"

"Almost." She said walking into the bathroom. "I can't wait to get home. Jeff is still going to be on his book tour so I'll have a nice couple of quiet days at home."

"Doesn't sound like that happens too often," Adam said trying not tot let his thoughts wander to what was going to happen moments after they left this room.

"Oh it doesn't," she said coming out of the bathroom with her hair now clipped up," he tends to bring a lot of noise with him. And destruction, Jeff has a tendency to break things. Well, ready to go?" Amy reached for her bag smiling still.

"Uh no. You know why don't we just stay here? Kinda make it like a mini- vacation. We could see all of the sites or just relax like last night..." Adam offered desperately.

"Well that sounds really nice but I want to get back home. I need clothes," she said starting for the door.

"Adam let her go," Lionel said from a corner of the room.

"No," he said loudly before adding, "we'll buy new clothes."

"Adam, you being very cute right now but I really want to go home for a couple of days." She grabbed her keys and reached fro the door. "Now come on or we'll be late."

"No Amy we can't," Adam said trying to stop her.

"Adam you can't stop this." Lionel said louder.

"Adam now you're acting silly, come on." She continued to pull her bag to the door and Adam had no choice but to follow her.

"Stop fighting it Adam and let her go, it will be easier this way," Lionel called out following them down the hall.

"No," Adam replied quietly.

"What was that Adam?"

"Nothing hon." They got to the end of the hall and waited for the elevator. When it arrived, Amy picked up her bag and walked on as Adam struggled to move his bag from the ground. "Stop this."

"Adam what's wrong?" Amy asked as she put her bag down in the elevator and hit the button.

"Not until you accept what has to happen..." Lionel said watching from a door way.

"No!" He got his bag free but unfortunately it split open in the process sending clothes and wrestling gear flying all over the hall.

"Wait!" Amy said trying to stop the elevator doors from shutting as they closed her in and sent her slowly downstairs.

"Amy!" Adam tried pulling the doors open for a moment before he noticed the door for the stairwell. He ran to it but it was locked. "Open it!"

"No, this has to happen. You know that," Lionel said sadly.

"I can't let her die." Adam tried in vain to open the door. "I won't let her go."

"You don't have a choice."

"There has to be a way," he said hopelessly pounding on the door. "I would give anything."

"Anything," Lionel asked. Suddenly it all seemed so obvious to Adam. The one thing he could give to Amy to show her he truly loved her. Lionel smiled as he saw the realization cross Adam's face and with a wave of his hand the stairwell door clicked open and Adam tore down the stairs.

He ran and jumped the five flights of stairs hoping to get to Amy in time. He pushed through the door and into the lobby trying to get through the maze of hotel guests before making it to the door. He ran outside looking for the redhead and there she was crossing the street.

"Adam," she called stopping briefly to go back across the street to him not seeing the car coming.

"Amy! No!" He yelled running out towards her. He shoved her out of the way just in time, then the car hit and everything went black.