Hey, guys! sorry I haven't been updating, but somehow, this grade has a lot of homework...or maybe it's only because I'm in the honors class. Don't worry, I'll make time in the future. I know someone told me that Dan and Reagan would be cool together, and I'm going to consider that! But I need more people's opinions! I have that poll on my Bio page...so please just vote. Anyway, enjoy!
"Are you sure he's still going to be there?"
"Positive. Aren't we on the seventh floor? Wouldn't he die if he tried to escape?"
"How did he get here in the first place?"
"Back up that abandoned him?" Amy sighed. "Don't be such a sissy, Ian."
"Sissy? Is that short for sister?" Amy gave him an aggravated look. "Right." Ian stepped forward, and drew open the curtains. There was Evan, still perched like a bird, but a freezing one.
"T-There you a-are! I n-need t-t-to come i-in! And I th-thought L-London was g-gloomy!" Evan exclaimed.
"Don't insult my hometown," Ian said, glaring at him. "Why should we let you in? Why are you perching?"
"Pigeons perch!"
"And they are such civilized creatures."
"Besides, humans don't perch!" Amy perked up.
"How do we know he's human?" A voice said behind them. Amy turned and saw Madison come in. "Whoa. Is that Evan Tolliver?"
"H-hi," Evan greeted.
"You jerk! You made Hamilton get a headache!"
"H-how i-is th-that m-my fault?" Evan asked.
"Hamilton was thinking of why you were perched on Amy's window!"
"What's going on?" Hamilton asked, coming in. "You! I have a headache because of you!"
Evan tried to roll his eyes, but they were frozen.
"Guys, there's, like, this human shape on Amy's win-" Sinead noticed Evan perching.
"Yo, why is everyone in here?" Jonah asked. He saw Evan. "Amy, are you still so obsessed with the Vesper homie that you would create an ice sculpture?"
(On the hotel steps)
"So you like Reagan?"
"No."
"But you said you liked Reagan."
"Wrong. You said Reagan liked me."
"So do you like Reagan?"
"What kind of question is that?"
"What's wrong with her?"
"Show me how to play arm catch?"
"Sure." Though Madeline knew well that Dan was trying to distract her, she had promised to teach him new things. Madeline and Dan got outside of the hotel. Madeline stretched her arms out. But before she could say anything, some screams came from above.
"That's gotta be our suite," Dan said, looking up despite the rain. "What's going-" Just then, a human crashed right into Madeline's arms.
(Suite)
"What are you doing here?"
"V-Visiting my h-hometown!" Madeline sobbed.
"Madeline..." Ian said gently. "Why are you crying?" Ian practically heard Natalie's voice, scolding,
"You're a disgrace to the Lucian clan!"
"I-I...it's all m-my fault!" Madeline burst out crying again.
"What is?" Dan asked. Madeline gingerly pointed to Evan, sitting across from her, unfrozen.
"It is your fault," Hamilton agreed. "That he survived."
"Thank you," Evan said. "Well, I must be going now..." He stood up, but Amy pushed him down. She bent over, and their faces were three inches apart. Looking at him straight in the eye, she said,
"Sit. Until we tell you otherwise."
For Mom and Dad, Evan thought, desperately.
"Don't you guys even care that he betrayed you?" Evan asked.
"What are you talking about?" Sinead asked.
"The Madrigal files. He burned them!"
"Stop lying, Evan," Amy said.
"And...and..." Evan pointed furiously at Madeline. "She and another girl brought seven guys in trench coats! How come you don't remember?"
Remember...Dan lingered. He had fast flashes. Then he remembered. Ian's confession. His fever. Evan dropping by. The later ones were blurry, but Dan got it.
"You...knocked us out?"
"It wasn't my idea..." Madeline murmured. "They-"
"Why didn't you tell us?" Sinead asked.
"It wasn't Madeline's fault-" Amy cut off Ian.
"You..." Ian knew she had just pieced it together. But she had also tried to forgive him. She suddenly smiled. "You actually confessed?"
"Maddy's in the newspaper? What the heck is going on?" They all turned and saw the seven agents, and Charlotte trailing behind them.
"It was news! It said something, like, a local girl catches falling boy. Saves him. You're on French newspapers! Qui es si grand!" Charlotte exclaimed.
"Il n'est pas si grande," Madeline murmured back in French.
"You guys! You sprayed us or something? Gas gun?" Hamilton asked.
"Whoa, whoa. Ian was the one who destroyed the files?" They all forgot Jonah wasn't there during Ian's confession.
"Ian? How could you do something like that? You're a disgrace to the Lucian clan!" They heard a shrieking high pitched voice shout. Natalie emerged. They all gasped.
"This was supposed to be a surprise," the short haired lady said. "We found them." Ian ran forward, and embraced Natalie, but she wasn't done.
"If Mum and Dad were here, I'd tell them! You're lucky you're the oldest, Ian Kabra! We're Madrigals now! We can't go around destroying their files! Maybe if it were two years ago-"
"Oh, be quiet, you little witch," Ian said, though he knew that she was glad to be back. And he was glad also. Another girl stumbled out behind Natalie. She had brownish blondish pigtails, and jeans and a t-shirt.
"Reagan?" The two Holt kids yelled. They ran forward, as well. Sinead looked around.
"But...I don't see Ted..." She said.
"Or Alistair," Dan added.
"What about Nellie and Fiske?" Amy asked.
"We managed to find some." Riordan explained.
"Oh, come on, Riordan, just tell them," the dude with the baseball cap said.
"I sort of...broke out," Reagan said, modestly.
"Though she stepped on my shoes, I forgave her," Natalie admitted.
"But...the other's?" Sinead asked them.
"I only found Natalie, sorry," Reagan said.
"Nice job, Reagan! I thought you were going soft!" Madison exclaimed. Reagan "lightly" punched Madison on the arm.
"Remember: the Catacombs," Riordan said.
"We've got a lead," Dan suddenly shouted. Amy looked at him, her eyes questioning, we do? Dan merely nodded.
"In that case, we'll just disappear," bald guy said. In a cloud of smoke, Madeline, Charlotte, Evan and the seven agents disappeared.
(Later on...)
"Where do I sleep?"
"The couch."
"Ian!"
"What is it?" A sleepy Ian asked Natalie.
"The boy Dolt says to sleep on the couch!"
"Isn't there a spare room?" Ian asked.
"Fine, I'll move out," Reagan said. Natalie took her belongings and stormed off to the room.
"No one will come in unless I say so," she said before closing the door.
"No one will come in unless I say so," Dan mimicked in an awful impression of Natalie. Everyone laughed, and Ian even suppressed a smile. Reagan crashed on the couch.
"Home sweet home," she murmured. "Where's Mom and Dad?" The Holt siblings looked at each other.
"At home," Hamilton said.
"You mean..."
"Yeah." Reagan sighed deeply. Dan found himself feeling sorry for her. I should know how it feels to be abandoned...but at least Nellie and Fiske got kidnapped, and didn't do it on purpose.
"Alright everyone, good night," Amy said. "And watch out for human figures on your window sills."
Everyone departed into their rooms, except for Dan and Reagan. Dan wanted to make paper cranes, and technically, this was Reagan's room.
"We're not in Japan," Reagan suddenly said.
"I know."
"Why are you making cranes?"
"For peace." Reagan decided not to continue.
"Well...can you do it in the morning? I'm about to sleep after weeks of starvation and hard concrete," she said. Dan looked up at her with his green eyes, and Reagan felt a pang of something. Something she never ever felt before, something totally different, something...Okay, I'm getting mushy. She shook her head violently.
"You okay?" Dan asked, looking at her cautiously. "Maybe the kidnapping got to you."
"Fine," Reagan snapped. "Can you, like, work on this in your room? Or can we switch?"
"Let's switch."
"Thanks."
(Dan) Normal font is Dan's thoughts and italics are "the voice"
What do I care if Reagan Holt is okay, or comfortable?
You do care, Daniel.
Who the heck is that? Did you just call me Daniel?
I, er, um...
Cobra!
Shut up, it's your conscience.
How come you sound like Cobra inside my head?
Because the utterly handsome Ian Kabra is like an older brother to you.
I know Lucians are schemers, but how on earth did you get inside my head?
Would you just listen to me?
I'm listening.
You care for Reagan Dolt more than you think.
You're sounding like Madeline DeAngelo.
Admit it, Daniel. You have a special place for her in your heart.
Too bad she isn't in a baseball card, I'd definitely have a place for her then.
Daniel!
What!
I want you to go inside her bedroom, and-
Whoa, dude, that's disgusting!
What? Oh...How could you even think like that? I wanted you to 'pretend' that you are going to get your things-
I am going to get my things.
And look at her and just tell me that you feel nothing.
Do I tell you inside my head, or do I tell you in your bedroom, where you're snoring?
Err...
Yep, I hear that, Cobra.
Go on, now!
(Now it's normal Dan)
This is crazy, Dan thought, but he still went through the door. He opened it...and his jaw nearly dropped open. Reagan was practicing her ballet. And she was so...graceful. Grace would be proud. No, Amy would.
Reagan suddenly realized Dan was watching her. She quickly jumped on the bed, as if nothing had happened.
"What do you want now, wimp?" She asked, fiercely, though she was turning scarlet.
"I, uh...well..."
"Are you stammering? I thought your sister only did that, and now, it seems she doesn't." Reagan got up and leaned in close to Dan's face. "Did it go on to you?"
"Y-yes...I mean, no! It didn't!" Dan suddenly stopped to think why he was here in the first place.
Tsk, tsk, the Cobra inside his head chanted. Dan narrowed his green eyes.
"I need to get my stuff," he said, and shoved her aside, like he would have. I feel nothing Cobra, and you were-
"Fudge!" Dan yelped. Reagan had punch him in the gut. Now I feel pain.
"What do you really want?" She demanded. "Aren't we on the same team, now?"
"I j-just really wanted to get my stuff!" He felt like screaming, but knew Amy would laugh. Beaten by your crush, eh? The Cobra inside his head snickered. If only you listened to me...
You got beaten in chess once by Amy, too, loser.
That's beside the point.
"Dan? Can you hear me? I said I was sorry." Dan looked up and saw Reagan shrugging. "After getting kidnapped, it takes a while to trust anyone. Did you know that I thought they were helping me escape from a shark?"
"You were about to be shark food?" Dan asked. Reagan nodded. "Ouch."
"I know! And I thought they were fisherman, and I started to thank them until I saw a gun at my head." They both burst out laughing.
"Well, um, I'm just gonna get my stuff." Reagan shrugged. After Dan got everything, he went to the living room and discovered a chip in his hair. Cobra! But...this is real advanced technology! How did he read my mind?
Because Sinead helped him, Amy's voice said in his head.
Amy? What the-
Dude! You never told me you were crushing on one of my sisters!
Hamilton?
Poor Reagan, she doesn't know what type of boy she's fallen for.
Madison! Wait, wait, don't tell me. Jonah?
Yo! I could write a song based on you guys!
The worlds going insane!
Actually, the world's getting more advanced with the scientists nowadays.
Shut up, Sinead!
Good night, Daniel.
No! I'm coming right into your room, Cobra!
Don't!
Are you cheating on Amy?
No, Dan, he isn't. Ian tends to take his shirt off during the night...and morning.
Amy! Ian's voice argued.
Sorry.
No way! Ian? The prissy?
Be quiet, Dolt.
Don't tell my brother to be quiet! You're supposed to say 'shut up!'
EVERYONE SILENT! They all shut up at the new voice. I'm trying to sleep, and have dreams about Gucci, but you guys are treating poor Daniel like a entertainment puppet! Now stay silent and go to sleep!
Yes, Natalie, all of the voices murmured.
They think I like Reagan...and Reagan likes me? Dan had forgotten that they could hear him. Good night, everyone.
I think this is my longest chapter ever! So many things happen! I hope you guys liked it? Sorry if you don't like the Dan/Reagan, but I really need to pair him up with someone, and I'm not such a big fan of Dan/Natalie. Good night!