Author's Note: Thanks' to all the people who reviewed the first copy of my first story. It had really simple but stupid mistakes, so I decided to fix it. Please, please, please review! I would really appreciate it. Hope you enjoy the second chapter! Remember to review, review, review! If anyone could be my beta I would really appreciate it. Let me know if you are interested!

Amy's POV

"We will be arriving in our skydiving location in 5 minutes. I suggest that Amy and Ian get into their positions since they will be going first," said Shelley. Shelley was Amy and Dan's skydiving trainer and had been teaching them for 2 weeks. Amy had wanted to be sure that they were well prepared.

"W-w-what?!" Amy said, shocked. She had assumed that she would go with Dan; they had been practicing with each other, after all. "I thought I was going to go with Dan!"

The trainer smiled in kindly understanding. "Well, I actually did consider sending you with Dan, but then I saw how nervous you were, and since Ian and Natalie have had past experiences with skydiving, I decide to put you with Ian. I hope this is all right with you."

Amy felt like she was about to lose it. In about one minute she was going to jump off a plane, thousands of feet above the ground with Ian Kabra. Not to mention she didn't like the rush you experienced during skydiving. This definitely was not the way she wanted to have her first skydiving experience.

All of a sudden she felt someone grab her hand. "It has been a while, hasn't it, love?" Ian whispered into her ear, his breath tickling her neck.

"Let go of my hand, Ian!" Amy said, as he had grabbed it. Her face turned bright red. Ian laughed and held her hand tighter. Amy turned her head to face him and looked to see his amber eyes watching her.

Ian's eyes had always made her feel nervous, and they definitely were not making her feel better now. His eyes were bright and excited as if daring her to jump. Oh wait- they probably were.

"Amy, this is the procedure, remember?" Ian said, amused.

That's when Amy remembered that when doing skydiving with another person, you were supposed hold hands until you pulled your parachute. The reason they had this rule was to make certain that the people would not knock into each other. "Oh, right," Amy said, her gaze moving from Ian's face to the clouds below. She quickly grabbed Ian's other hand, but made sure to not make any eye contact. From behind her she heard Shelley yell,

"In twenty seconds- twenty, nineteen, eighteen-" Dan interrupted her, yelling at Ian.

"Hey, Cobra! Don't get any ideas out there, and just so you know, Amy's hands get really sweaty when she's nervous. So don't let go! Or I will make sure to unleash my ninja fury on you!"

Amy checked her pack one more time to make sure everything was on tight. Perfect. "Thirteen, twelve, eleven-" Shelley continued to count down.

"Ew! Daniel, really?! Do your hands get sweaty too? Because if they do, there is no way I am going to jump off this plane with you!" Natalie said, utterly horrified.

"Eight, seven, six." Shelley said calmly.

Amy gulped. From the corner of her eye she could see Dan and Natalie arguing and from the other, and Ian, who looked excited.

"Three, two, one- JUMP!"

Amy closed her eyes and jumped. She could feel herself falling, falling, falling…

"Amy, are you all right?" Ian's voice said through her headset. Amy opened her eyes in surprise. She could swear his voice was full of… concern?

"I'm fine, nothing to worry about," Amy replied. But her teeth were gritted in fear as they feel through the air.

"Then would you mind, Amy, loosening your grip on my hands? I'm starting to lose my circulation. Of course- Not that I don't like it." Ian said sarcastically. Amy looked at their hands and realized that her hands were white with holding onto Ian's so tightly.

Amy blushed. "Sorry." She hated how he still had this effect on her. Ian grinned at her.

Amy looked away, embarrassed. Then she noticed the view around her and gasped. "It's beautiful." Amy whispered, and she finally really took in the scenery.

Ian's POV

Ian was watching Amy as wonder and awe appeared on her soft features. Just barely ten seconds ago she had been to scared to open her eyes and now she was enjoying the view. Amazing.

Then Ian heard a voice through his headset say, "Now, Ian and Amy, in about twenty seconds you will need to pull your parachutes. Don't let go of each other until they are both pulled. Understand?" Ian felt Amy's hands grip tighter.

"Understood." Ian paused. "Relax, Amy, you can do this. You're a Cahill." He said. Amy's eyes flashed, surprising Ian.

"You're a Cahill, too." She retorted.

So she remembered.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six , five, four, three, two, one!"

"Touché," Ian replied. Ian then let go of Amy's right hand and pulled his parachute. It opened immediately, and Ian had to say perfectly. Ian looked over at Amy and saw that she was desperately trying to pull her chute. To no avail.

In about three seconds Ian's fast Lucian brain understood what was happening. Amy had been set up. Amy had told him that in all of her previous training sessions, not once had anything gone wrong. But now, when her chute mattered the most, it would not open. Ian felt a sense of dread in the pit of his stomach. Amy looked up at Ian, her eyes wide with fear.

Amy's voice was hysteric. "Ian, it won't pull open!"

Ian calmly said, "Don't worry. I'm sure there is something someone can do. And I won't let go of you."

Ian calculated his options. Because of his and Amy's weight combined, they would probably hit the ground too fast and die on impact if Amy couldn't get her chute to work.

One option would to be to let go, no questions asked. Tempting, if it had been the brother Daniel, but even then Ian could never let anyone go deliberately. And he owed Amy. Leaving her in a cave to die, her saving Ian's life on Mount Everest; he didn't just owe her, she owned him. And even just the thought of anyone dying because of him sent chills down Ian's spine.

He couldn't. He wouldn't. Amy was too important to the future of the Cahill's.

A voice crackled onto Ian's headset: Shelley. "Is something wrong?"

"It appears that Amy's chute will not open. Is there something we can do?" Ian asked. There was a pause on the line before the disturbingly cheery response.

"Well it seems to me that everything is perfectly fine... Now. Either you let go of Amy's hand and live, or you hold on and die with her. Either way works for me. Our main goal was to get Amy out of the picture. Your death would be of no harm to us, though. It's your pick, Mr. Kabra."

Amy gasped. He then heard Natalie and Dan screaming at the trainer. Then the line went dead.