Mara: Ice-Princess-93 doesn't own anything but her ideas and thoughts.

Me: I don't own House of Anubis. I wish I did though.

ON WITH THE STORY!

I guess it had been a while. I awoke to someone fanning my face and every member of Sibuna - plus Trudy - staring at me with wide eyes; Trudy and Fabian being the closest. I gasped for air, bolting upright in bed.

"What… What happened?" I asked. Trudy handed me a glass of water.

"Drink this," she said. "You fainted, sweetie."

I drank the water, then I remembered the ominous message from my locket. I turned to Fabian.

"Fabian-"

"Don't worry, Nina. You're alright. We saw the…" he looked at Trudy, then took my hand. "We saw everything happen."

"Well, if you're sure you'll be alright, I'll go now. It's getting late." Trudy left the room and Jerome closed the door after her.

"What happened?" I asked again, rubbing my temples to try and stop an on-coming headache. Fabian sat next to me and put his arm protectively around my shoulders as he had done before I blacked out. "What was that?"

"Your locket… It was glowing, there was a blue light, then the message." Fabian summarized, looking into my eyes. "You remember, right?"

"Yes I do, but I'm talking about after the message."

"You fainted," Patricia said it like it so nonchalantly. Fabian glared at her. "What?"

"Anyways," I continued. "When do we meet Rufus?"

Jerome pulled out his phone. "Well, it's quarter to nine now… Rufus texted me back when you'd fainted, saying to meet him at midnight."

"Okay. We'll do that."

"Wait a minute," Fabian looked at me again. "You're not going. It's too dangerous! And you've just fainted. You need rest, Nina."

"Fabian, I'll be fine. Don't worry." I kissed his cheek.

"Aw!" Amber cooed, clapping her hands. "You two are so cute together!"

"Right… So Nina, are you sure you should go for definite?" he asked again.

"Yes! Plus, if I don't, you could all be dead. Fabian, don't forget he wants you to go too."

"Yeah, I know. And I'm screwed. The elixir's in the taken-out rubbish."

"We're dead," Amber muttered. We all glared at her.

"Thanks, Amber," I said, getting up from the bed. I was still a little weak, so Fabian had to steady me before I fell backwards. "Thanks, Fabian."

"So what do we do?" Jerome suddenly asked.

"I say we continue with the plan… and get a fake elixir." Fabian said, doing his little frown he gets when he concentrates. "I'll go to the cellar and grab some."

"Or," Patricia interrupted. "We could talk to Victor."

We all stared at her, then asked in unison, "What?"

"Well, if we talk to Victor, then maybe he can help us." she sighed.

"No," I managed to say after thinking it over. "I think we should just have Fabian grab some more of the fake elixir. I mean, Rufus wouldn't be expecting that… would he?"

"He might. Hence why we should go tell Victor! Now!" Patricia protested, crossing her arms and scowling.

"I'm gonna go to the cellar now…" Fabian gave me one last glance, leaned in and kissed me on the lips, then darted out of the room.

After blushing insanely, I turned back to the rest of Sibuna. "Uh, anyways, so um…"

"Okay, Juliet," Patricia sighed angrily. "While Fabian does that and you three go take on a maniac who's trying to kill us, what do we do?" She pointed to herself and gestured towards Amber and Alfie. "I still say we tell Victor."

"No way," Amber interrupted. "He's so creepy."

Within no time, Fabian had returned in no time with his messenger bag, closed the door to my room, and plopped down on my bed next to me. He pulled out the flask with the fake elixir, and then reached inside to pull out the Cup. I had told him before the holidays where it was hidden, not wanting to let the rest of Sibuna know. I knew I could trust Fabian, but… well, I was kind of skeptical about the others. Especially Jerome, even though he's somewhat nicer now.

"You went over to the school?" I whispered, looking worried. He nodded.

"I told Trudy that I left a book there over the holidays and I needed it for the start of Monday's classes," he explained. "It was fairly easy."

"Right," Jerome strode over to us. "What's the plan?"

"We give him the fake elixir and the Cup," I put it simply, then remembered something. "Wait! Why does he even want it? It's not supposed to work for another twenty-five years!"

Everyone looked at me like I had three heads. Patricia groaned and rolled her eyes. Alfie's mouth hung open in an "o". Amber looked confused.

"I vote we don't go," Fabian spoke at last. "It sounds like a trap. It's too risky and dangerous."

"Plus, he could kidnap Nina! I mean, she is the Chosen One!" Alfie said, regaining his composure.

That made Fabian snap. "He will not kidnap Nina!" he shouted, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me closer. "I'll make sure of it. We'll make sure of it!"

"Okay Fabian, I'm sorry!" Alfie put his hands up in surrender.

"I'll tell Rufus Nina's ill or something," Jerome interrupted, taking out his phone to reply.

"That's not gonna help anything!" Patricia shouted. "The man's a basket case! He kidnapped me and threatened to kill all of us and mummify Jerome alive!"

"It is ten o' clock!" we heard Victor's announcement from the entryway. "You have five minutes, and then I want to hear a pin… drop."

Alfie and Jerome hurriedly left our room; Patricia sighed angrily yet again and returned to hers. Fabian didn't budge.

"You should probably go," I said quietly, disappointed. "But tomorrow's Saturday… maybe we could continue the meeting or something?"

"Sure," he said dejectedly, looking lovingly into my eyes. We smiled at each other, blushing. Amber left the room; her excuse being to go wash up for bed.

"Fabian," I started off, trying not to get lost in his gaze. "I love you."

"Nina, I promise on my life that I won't let Rufus take you. I mean it, I-" he stopped, then his mouth was agape and his eyes bugged out a little. His expression softened after a moment, then he lowered his voice to a soothing whisper. "You… you what?"

"I love you," I repeated, this time more confidently.

"I love you too," he said softy, now holding me in his arms.

I noticed our faces were centimeters apart by now, and it seemed as if he realized it too. We both moved in closer, slowly closing the distance.

Before I knew it, we were kissing quite passionately. Then we moved to full-on making out, or 'snogging' as everyone else said.

It was perfect. I never wanted it to end.

Unfortunately, that only lasted for all of ten minutes, because Amber came bursting through the door. Once she saw us, she was squealing, screaming, and clapping her hands like crazy, then went on a rant about something having to do with a scrapbook.

As soon as we broke apart and Amber was done, Fabian turned to look at my clock. It said it was twenty-five past ten. He swiftly pecked my lips, got up, and ran out of the room as fast as he could, heading downstairs.

I got up to close the door and started changing. "He forgot his messenger bag," I said, giggling slightly.

"He loves you, Nins," Amber cooed, shutting her lamp and getting into bed.

"I know," I said matter-of-factly. "He told me so. I love him too."

This made her jolt up in bed and turn the lamp back on. Then, she went on about how cute we were together and how we were made for each other. I got into bed, and after listening to her (or trying to), I fell asleep.

I had a nightmare about being kidnapped by Rufus and him killing me. Before I died, I saw Fabian rushing in, tears streaming down his face and an extreme expression of love and hurt on his face.

I woke up, covered in cold sweat. I clutched the locket, and in the midst of it all, heard someone's terrified screams.

It took me a few minutes and some convincing shouting and shaking from Amber to realize it was me. I was the one screaming so loudly, the rest of the house had to have heard it.

Just then, everyone flooded into our room, including Victor and Trudy.