Hey guys sorry for such a long wait. I feel horrible. Life got busy and the story kind of took a back seat. As a peace offering, I am going to type up all 50 pages I have written on notebook paper, and compiled in a binder, as fast as I can. I will probably put a few chapters up tonight. I promise I will keep writing this story. I have not given up on it. Thank you for all the wonderful feedback. Keep it coming. Sorry for the really long authors note. Happy Easter by the way!

-Tribute324

Amy woke up the next morning, and immediately went to check on Ian. After he reassured her over and over again that he was fine, she went down to breakfast, and got ready for a long day of training.

First was running, 2 miles. She managed to shave a few seconds off her previous time, which made her feel pretty good. Dan was still faster, but he had an unfair advantage. He had spent his whole life running, around the house, the yard, the mansion, and on some occasions, the school. After a quick one lap cool down, it was on to the next training exercise.

Next was weight lifting. She could lift close to 100 pounds, but she didn't look like she could. Dan often commented on her chicken arms. She went around the room, working all of her muscles, and successfully making her arms and legs feel like they were made of Jello. She still had a few hours before lunch, so again, she cleaned up the room, and left for another activity.

After doing 2 miles on bike, she decided to use her remaining time to talk with Ian. Sinead had confined him to either his bed, or the couch in the living room. He was currently resting on the latter, watching TV.

"Hey love, how was training?" He asked looking up as she entered the room.

"Exhausting, how do you feel?" She said down on the couch beside him, and he put his arm around her.

"I'm fine love, really." Ian chuckled. Every time they saw each other, that was the first thing she said.

"Hey, I'm allowed to be worried about my boyfriend." She teased.

Ian loved hearing her call him her boyfriend.

"What have you done so far today?"

"Well, I went out running this morning, and cut five seconds off my time," Amy began.

"That's great!" Ian interrupted.

"Thanks, anyway, after that I went to the weight room and worked in there, and then a few miles on one of the bikes in the gym." She finished with a smile. Out loud, that sounded pretty impressive.

"Great love! I wish I could have worked with you." Ian sighed. He hated not being able to do anything. It was just his shoulder.

"Hey, Fiske said you only had to stay in here today, and then you can train, as long as you don't do anything to hurt your shoulder." Amy said, laying her head on his good shoulder.

"Tomorrow can't come soon enough then," Ian huffed.

"Come on, it's time for lunch," Amy said, standing up and taking his hand. Together they walked out of the room and towards the kitchen.

After a delicious lunch of soup and sandwiches, Ian went up to his room, to read, and Amy headed to the pool.

After an afternoon of swimming, Amy headed up to her bathroom to shower and get ready for dinner. It was Amy's night to cook, but she was so tired, she just got everyone's orders and called in an order for take-out Chinese food. Hamilton agreed to go and get it, because he could drive, and he wasn't the least bit tired, which couldn't be said for the rest of them.

Ian had come in from the living room, against Sinead's wishes, and took his seat next to Amy. Everyone enjoyed the meal, and made small talk. Everyone was so tired from the hard day of training that people started heading upstairs to their respective rooms quite soon after dinner. Amy was one of the first, but she didn't leave without saying good-night to Ian and the rest, and grabbing the book she was currently reading. She quickly got ready and snuggled into her bed with her book. She ended up falling asleep while reading, dreaming of a time after everything was over, and everyone could be together, and be free of fear.