New fic, finally. This is a little different this time, it's an alternate universe. It's based on the 1994 movie Only You, starring Marissa Tomei and Robert Downey Jr. If you've seen it before, there will be some changes made and if you haven't then you should. That's about it, now read, and remember to trust me.

Way Back When

"Eric, stop pushing it!"

"Hurry up, my foot's falling asleep. This is so stupid."

"Shut up, I'm trying to write it down."

"It's a stupid name, Sami, it doesn't mean anything."

"It's not stupid, it's my destiny."

"Puh-lease, you're eleven, you don't have a destiny."

His sister sent him an annoyed glare over the Ouija Board and he had to hold back his laughter. It was so easy to make her mad.

"Of course I have a destiny, everyone does, even you. Now, shut up, the spirits are trying to tell me the name of my soul mate."

Please, like soul mates were real. Sure, Sami was his twin and he guessed he loved her, but she was such a girl sometimes. She went so far as to turn off the lamps and light candles for a stupid "Ouija board atmosphere." He just wanted to know who was gonna win the World Series, but this was taking too long.

She'd never have to know that he was pushing the indicator to hurry it up. What she didn't know wouldn't hurt her, besides if she ever did find the kid it would be hilarious. The guy was such an idiot.

"Okay, I got it." Sami beamed at him from over the table they were sitting at and he fought to hold in a snicker, "The man I'm gonna marry is… Austin Reed."

Fast forward to Modern Day

"Destiny. What do you think when I say 'Destiny?'"

Sami looked around her classroom, hoping to find some spark of interest. The last class of the day was always the hardest to get motivated. A girl a couple rows back raised her hand, "Like fate, or something?"

"Yes! Fate," she looked down at the dictionary in her hands and tried to put some enthusiasm in, "A predetermined course of events often held to be an irresistible power. Destiny."

Falling into the swing of things, Sami made her way to the board and grabbed a white board marker, "Plato had this theory that everything on earth began as a circle, and then the Gods sent a lightning bolt down and split the circle right down the center. From then on, people's entire lives have been spent searching for the illusive other half."

She moved away from her diagram on the board and back to her students, "Basically, what destiny's saying is that if everyone just stopped, and went with the flow, everything would fall into place."

The bell signaling the end of the day let out its shrill shriek and she fought to get her last words heard over the bustle of students packing up, "Have a great vacation everyone, and don't forget your outside reading."

…………………………………………….

Finally having found the bottle of wine, Sami settled back on the floor Indian style. She popped the cork and filled the three glasses on the table, "I think Brandon's going to propose."

From her position on the couch Nicole gave a little squeal, although she didn't miss Sami's flat voice, "Oh my God that would make us sisters-in-law!"

"We're already sisters-in-law, or did you forget about Eric."

She let a forced smile out, "Oh, I didn't forget about him, this is just better."

Jenn, the other occupant in the room, couldn't resist throwing her two cents in either, "Sisters-in-law on both sides kind of makes it like full blown sisters, doesn't it? I can't believe you landed Brandon Walker, I mean, he's a doctor."

"He's a podiatrist," Sami countered flatly.

"Feet are important."

She took a deep breath to deliver the blow to her best friends, hopefully Nicole wouldn't get mad, "I think I'm going to break up with him."

She had to fight down a crazy giggle when their eyes nearly popped out of their heads, "B-but you just said…"

"I know what I said. It's just… I'm never going to get divorced, so I've got to be sure I marry the right guy. I don't think Brandon's 'the one.'"

Swallowing down her disappointment, Nicole walked over to put an arm around her friend's shoulders, "You know, Sami, life isn't like the movies. Romance everyday and love songs aren't real. They're a commercialized hoax sent out into the world to feed people's fantasies."

"I don't think it's too much to ask to feel something with my whole body and soul. Nicole, somebody wrote those songs. They came out of somebody's experience."

"No, they came out their imagination," her cell rang, giving her the perfect opportunity to hide her pessimism for a little while longer, "I got to take this, it's my husband."

"Say 'hi' to my brother for me."

Nicole rolled her eyes as she walked into the kitchen for privacy. Like Eric called for the sake of saying 'hi,' he was probably looking for clean laundry, "Hello?"

"Hey, babe, do you realize there's no food here? When are you coming home?"

"I'm with my friends right now, Eric. Go find your own food, and don't call me 'babe.'"

"You used to love it when I called you 'babe.'"

With a sad shake of her head, Nicole fought off tears, "You said it differently then."

She hit the end button and returned to the living room to find Sami and Jennifer hovering over a piece of paper, "Oh, for the love of God, a pro-con list. You're such a dork, Jenn."

"Shut up, Nicole, we've got to help Sami somehow."

"I've already decided," the phone rang again, this time the house phone, "Damn, I've got to answer it. Brandon's having his calls forwarded here while he's in surgery. Hold on."

She ran over to the apartment phone, "Hello?"

"Hi, is Brandon there?"

"No, he's in surgery, can I take a message?" Not really paying attention, Sami wandered over to the pro-con list. At the man's assent, she turned to grab a clean piece of paper and a pan, accidentally twisting herself in the phone cord.

"Tell him that Austin Reed can't meet him tomorrow for lunch or anything else. I'm on my way out of town. I'll call him when I get back."

It took a second for her mind to fully comprehend what he was saying and when it finally did, she nearly dropped the phone out of shock, "D-did you say 'Au-Austin Reed?' Where're you going?"

"Uhh, Versailles. Just tell Brandon I'll see him later, I'm going to be late."

"Wait!" She practically shouted, but he didn't hear her. The dial tone rang out at her and she almost tripped over her own feet and the tangled phone cord, "I've got to go to the airport."

Without actually looking at either one of her friends, Sami ran out the door and down the hall.

Now, if the mention of both Austin and Brandon hasn't turned you off, then I'm glad you trust me. This is very much a Lumi story because I will never write anything else. Just blame Eric and look forward to around the third chapter, that's when it'll get interesting.