Author's Note: Thanks so much for all of the reviews! Okay so I was thinking about my story and realized that Shelley doesn't really sound like a evil Vesper name. Does anyone agree?

Natalie's POV

Natalie Kabra was exhausted. After putting Shelley to sleep Natalie had ordered Dan to hide her. Of course the boy had refused. Natalie had made a point by saying she could accidentally put Dan too sleep if said no to her again... Dan practically ran to Shelly. He quickly tied her up and had stuck her in a closet. After that, Dan had stayed ten feet away from Natalie in case of an "accidental" scratch. Natalie couldn't help but grin at her own brilliance, but her grin quickly turned into a scowl.

Ian, her brother... Natalie was not sure what to think. She was angry at him for kissing Amy, but then, maybe her brother was dead. He had probably held on to Amy's hand and died with her. Silly, but that was probably what he did. Natalie saw a magazine and picked it up, not wanting to think about that. She couldn't believe that her brother was dead.

She sat back into the plane chair and tried to read the magazine. Dan was in the seat across from her texting on his phone. Each time he hit the send button he groaned. He kept doing this until she finally looked up and said, "Do you mind?" Dan ignored her and kept trying to send messages getting louder with each failure. "Will you SHUT UP?! There is no service up here! Can you not see that? Just give it up!"

Dan looked up at her, angry. "Well at least I am trying to do something! Maybe Amy and Ian are alive! We should try to be doing something- Anything!"

"What do you think we can do? We can't reach anyone, we have no idea how to control a plane or where it is even going. The best thing to do would be to wait. And try to be patient." Natalie said calmly, flipping through the magazine she'd picked up.

Dan threw the cellphone to the ground and ran out of the room. It was quiet for about ten minutes, with no sign of Dan. Natalie would normally be perfectly content with this, but she started to get uneasy. The only time it was ever quiet around Dan was when was he was up to something. Natalie finally put down her magazine and went to search for him.

She looked in the back of the plane but there was no sign of him. He was probably in the front of the plane. Sure enough, Dan was in the pilot seat staring at controls. Dan looked up when Natalie into the room and said, "I thought you were too busy reading your magazine." Natalie frowned at him.

"I was, but I thought you might be doing something- something you shouldn't. So I thought I would stop you before it was too late."

"Well, I actually think I could somehow control the plane and fly us back to find Ian and Amy... These controls look a lot like a video game." Dan said, still looking over the controls. Natalie stared at him in disbelief.

"If you are trying to kill us, than yes! If you even try to take the plane off autopilot I will sink my nails into your skin and you'll be out for 24 hours. I wouldn't do it if I were you." Natalie hissed. Dan slumped down in his chair, defeated.

"It was an idea, Cobra. I just don't know what to do. We're in a plane that is going who knows where, and our siblings are probably dead! We can't contact anyone and I have to be stuck with you!"

Natalie wanted to lunge and sink her nails into him so bad; but if they wanted to save Ian and Amy they would need to come up with a strategy. Natalie swallowed down her anger and sweetly said, "Daniel, the best option would be to see where the plane takes us so that when it lands, we can call a search party for Ian and Amy."

"It's a good plan but we don't even know where they jumped off at." Dan said, frowning. "We could spend the rest of our lives searching for them not knowing whether they're alive or not. "

Natalie smiled slyly. "Oh, but we do know where they landed. In fact, Shelley left us a map of where they would land," she said pointing to a map on Dan's left. Dan gasped.

"That's brilliant! Well, actually Shelley was kind of stupid to leave it in plain sight, but I'm glad she did! You're amazing Natalie!" Dan said, already cheering up. Natalie couldn't help but blush.

"Yes, I am brilliant Daniel. But I suggest that when we do land we are ready to be confronted by Vesper's." Natalie pulled out a dart gun and inspected it, making sure it was in perfect condition.

"What are you doing with that?" Dan asked.

"I am going to teach you how to use it, Daniel. You are going to need to know... What better time than now?" Natalie said with a sigh, not exactly looking forward to teaching him, though it was necessary. Dan opened his mouth than closed it. It was very often when Natalie could surprise Dan. Wonderful. Now to teach him how to use the gun without accidentally shooting it at her...

Ian's POV

When Amy had passed out Ian had carefully laid her down and then surveyed surroundings. They were in a field of grass, with a grove of trees in the distance. The meadow was completely surrounded by mountains that suggested that they were in a valley. The sun was close to setting and Ian calculated there would be three hours more before the sun completely set in the sky. Ian walked closer to the forest of trees he had seen and saw that there was a small cabin. Strange. A cabin? They were in the middle of nowhere, as far as he knew. Unless…

Ian walked back to Amy and checked her leg. He was no doctor, but he knew that something was wrong with it. He also knew that if he was going to move Amy to the cabin her leg would need some support. Hopefully there would be provisions in the mysterious cabin. He saw no other choice but to take her there. She needed to rest comfortably...

Ian would need to walk to the cabin and leave Amy alone in the field for a bit. The cabin didn't look too far. Ian looked around him one more time and decided it was safe to leave her unguarded.

Ugh. They skydiving clothes he was wearing was simple horrendous and his jacket was uncomfortably hot. Hopefully there would be a change of clothes in the cabin. Preferably Armani.

The cabin was actually farther than Ian had originally thought. When he got to it, he figured he had walked about one kilometer. Or if he was using the silly American measurements… Ian quickly did the math in his head. ½ of a mile. Ian circled the cabin slowly checking for anything that would set off a trap. The cabin looked fairly new and it looked very sturdy. Ian decided to go in; there had been nothing suggesting that it was unsafe.

Ian tried the doorknob but it was locked. He looked around and found a skinny stick on the ground. It would do. He picked it up and unlocked the door, a small smile on his face. Ian was well trained; he could pick any lock. He walked into the cabin and saw that whoever used the cabin kept it well stocked. There was a door in the back wall and when Ian went in he saw a small bathroom. How convenient.

There was a round table in the middle of the room with four chairs around it. In one corner there was a bed with a pile of blankets at the end. There was a mini kitchen on the opposite corner of the bed and five cabinets. Ian went and looked inside of the cabinets. There was nothing in them. Interesting. Where was the food and supplies? It seemed strange that there would be no food. Especially when it had all of the other necessities and luxuries; such as the bathroom. Ian then looked more closely at the walls of the cabin and saw that there were little cracks in the wall. Perhaps… Ian ran his fingers down one of the cracks and gently pushed it.

Presto. A door swung open to reveal a closet filled with canned food. Ian sincerely hoped that he and Amy would find civilization before he would be forced to eat something from one of those cans. Who knew how old the food was? At the bottom of the closet there was a little radio and next to it… Ian had found what he was looking for. He grabbed the kit and purposefully strode out of the room. On the way out of the forest he grabbed two sticks and walked back to Amy.

When he arrived he saw that Amy had turned to her side but was still out cold. He was relieved to see her there unharmed. He hadn't suspected anything would happen, but... Still.

He quickly got to work. Ian opened the kit and took out a long white cloth. He had practiced first aid before but he never expected to need the knowledge. But being a Cahill made you do things you never expected to do, didn't it? When Ian finished he realized that he had taken longer than he had wanted. If he wanted to get out of sight before dark he would need to wake up Amy. He looked at her face and saw that she looked quite peaceful.

Normally, when he saw her, her green jade eyes were wide open, filled with distrust. Especially when she looked at Ian. Ian disliked that. A lot.

It made him feel guilty. Like everything that had happened in Amy's life was his fault. Part of it was, but the past was past. What was Ian supposed to do about it? And he wasn't quite sure about the kiss anymore. Ian wouldn't lie to himself, he had enjoyed kissing Amy. But that had just been for Ian's pleasure, he didn't really like Amy. Right?

Amy groaned, knocking Ian from his thoughts. Ah, yes… time to lug the girl to the cabin. This would be quite enjoyable.

Ian gently shook her but she stayed fast asleep. Perhaps it would be easier to carry her. In one swift movement, Ian gently leaned down and picked her up. Ian was surprised to find that she was much lighter than he had thought. Ian was able to walk quickly to the cabin and when he got there he gently laid her down onto the bed.

Amy hadn't stirred once. She must have been really tired. Come to think of it, he himself was exhausted. So far this day had been of one of the most tiring days of Ian's life. He looked around the cabin debating where he should sleep. For some odd reason he decided to sleep on the floor next to the bed. He told himself it was because it was warmer by the bed. In the back of his mind he knew better.

He grabbed some blankets and spread them over the floor. After he was done, he stood up and surveyed his work. He had never had to sleep on the ground on the floor before, hopefully it wouldn't be bad on his posture. He made sure that Amy had blankets and gently tucked her in. Her auburn hair was covering her face and Ian gently brushed it off. There was a tingling sensation where he had touched her leaving Ian a pleasant feeling. Lovely, he had called her.

Ian got onto his "bed" and tried to fall asleep.

So what did you guys think? Huh? Well I've decided to have a mini contest. I decided that Shelley was to nice of name for a Vesper. SO I want you guys to tell me what you think would be a good Vesper name. I will read all of your guys suggestions and the one I like the most will replace the name Shelley. =)