I'm sorry if my updates sometimes take time because my schedule is definitely not flexible. And I hate it. So anyways, please enjoy!

By the way, if there are Whovians out there reading this, there's a little treat somewhere. It's just a small treat. I just can't help it. ;)

People were dancing. Lights were dimmed. The music echoed through the room.

Amy was swaying to the music but she was not alone. She felt someone holding her. The room dimmed then the lights went on again. She saw the same amber eyes and jet black hair. She smiled at him. He smiled back. She had her arms wrapped around his neck while he wrapped his around her waist. They continued to sway to the music.

No words were spoken. None was needed. Their eyes spoke their own conversation. They were both lost in each others eyes. They didn't care what will happen. All they know is that they have each other right here, right now.

Ian tilted his head down, as if asking permission. She smiled at him in agreement. He smiled back. He pulled her closer and leaned his forehead on hers. Their lips dangerously close. Tension started to rise between them. Ian felt her shift uncomfortably. He looked worriedly at her. She just nodded signaling she was okay.

She couldn't look away from his capturing stare. She look into his eyes under his intensifying gaze. Like he couldn't believe what was happening. She felt his hand roam around the small of her back. She closed her eyes and sighed as sparks went down her spine. She opened her eyes and found his walls crashed down. His eyes, once burned dangerously close to red, softened into a pure and calming amber.

Suddenly it felt like they were alone. All alone in each others arms. There was no music but they continued to sway, completely lost.

With their hearts beating as one, they swayed together. Bodies touching. Lips quavering in tension. Hooded eyes searching each other. Fingers drawing circles. Breaths that they never thought they had were released. Their mouths watered as they felt each other.

"Amy..."

"Ian..."

They spoke their first words for the night. They looked at each other in surprise. Then the eerie silence returned once more. Slowly, they inched closer. Their bodies tensed each second passed by. Their grips on each other tightened. Their lips touched.

Suddenly there was an explosion. Literally.

There was a flash of light. Amy closed her eyes as she shielded them with her hands. When she opened her eyes, she found herself alone in the room. Then she saw him. Golden eyes staring back at her. She realized she was not alone. In fact, everyone was still there, lying on the floor with their bodies covered in blood.

She saw Ian in front of her. She wailed. She dropped to the ground and wrapped her arms around him. His face was peaceful but blood was everywhere. She panicked.

Then footsteps echoed throughout the room. Amy knew he was coming. She didn't want to go. She couldn't leave everybody. She couldn't leave Ian. But she needed to go. She made a snap decision. She needed to run. Fast. But when she turned around to stand up, it was too late.

The man flashed a smile of white teeth. She couldn't see his face but his golden eyes told her it was better she never saw. She felt pain through her body. When she looked down, she realized his hand was in her. She screamed as his hand moved inside her, grabbing her organs along the way. She screamed in agony.

He laughed.

"Aaahhh!"

Amy sat up on her bed. Sweat covered her face. She quickly looked around. She was back in her room. She found her blanket lying on the floor. She pulled it close to her and hugged her knees close. Tears rolled down her cheeks.

She was not crying because she was afraid. She was not crying because of Gold Eyes. She was crying because of him. Because of Ian Kabra. She knew he was not dead. She couldn feel it in her guts. She caouldn't explain it but somehow she knew he was still there somewhere. Nor could she explain what she really felt about him. Who would not like a handsome guy who's smart, rich and kind? She grimaced at the thought of the word kind. Maybe that was the problem. Because of what happened during the clue hunt, it was hard to differentiate the real Ian Kabra from the Isabel minion Ian Kabra. It's just that it's really hard to trust someone who broke your trust.

She looked out the window. The moon was shining brightly while the stars were twinkling.

But he was family. He was still part of the Cahill family. He may have scarred her deeply but that doesn't mean she couldn't have care for him.

Wherever you are. Come back.

Wheer! Wheer! Wheer!

Upon hearing the sound, Amy quickly opened her eyes and sat up. The TARDIS! She looked around her room then she frowned. Disappointed that she found no blue box inside her room.

She scratched her head and stretched her arms then she realized it came from her phone. She shook her head and looked at her clock. 7:58. She quickly got up, walking towards the bathroom. When she got out of the bathroom, her phone rang. Still wrapped in her towel, she answered her phone.

"Hello? she asked.

"Amy!" the voice shot back.

"Mae?"

"Amy!"

"What?"

"Amy!"

"What do you want?"

"Amy!"

This time Amy didn't answer back.

"Amy? Amy! AMY!" Mae shouted.

Amy grimaced as her friend shouted in her ear.

"Just tell me what do you want!" Amy shouted back.

After a few seconds of silence, Mae finally answered back.

"Where are you?"

"At home-"

"Still there? You agreed to meet at 8:15! Look at the time it's already 8:30!"

I'm sorry. I'm sorry, okay? Just had a bad night."

Mae's tone suddenly softened. "Why? What happened? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I'll talk to you later. I'm on my way. Don't worry it's just a few blocks away from here."

"Wait-"

But before Mae could finish her sentence, Amy had already pressed the end call button. She flinched as the image of golden eyes suddenly popped in her mind. She sighed. She needed to get that out of her mind. Especially if she wanted to have a good time with her friends. She grabbed her bag and went out of her room.

She found all four boys sitting at the dining table. They all looked at her as she walked towards the door. Before heading out, she turned around.

"Good morning! Going out with friends. See you later!" she said leaving the boys alone, munching on their breakfast.

She stepped into the elevator. She tapped her fingers on the railings of the elevator. Ding! The elevator doors opened and she quickly went out. Her eyes widened as she saw the bus stopping at the bus stop. She quickly ran. Luckily, she managed to get on it at the last minute. She sat on an empty seat as she settled down.

She sighed. Her eyes felt heavy because of lack of sleep. She closed her eyes, trying to regain the sleep she lost last night. Then her stomach started to grumble in protest. She realized she didn't have any breakfast. She mentally cursed for being so careless. How could have she not taken her breakfast or just her coffee? She did a mental slap to herself.

Ignoring all the distractions. She tried once again to have some sleep and closed her eyes. Finally, she felt everything started to slowly fade away. Sleep started to invade her senses.

Suddenly she felt a prickle on the back of her neck. She immediately opened her eyes. This sharp feeling. She looked around. The bus was almost empty. A few people were at the back either talking or looking at their phones.

She knew it would be easy not to look suspicious so she tried to look for familiar faces but there was none. She faced the front again and the feeling came back again. There must be someone but which one? Seeing that her stop was near, she stood up and held onto a pole. She took out her phone and acted as if she was using her phone but in truth, she was angling it in a way so that she can see the people behind her. The results were still disappointing. Whoever this person is, he's pretty good.

All of a sudden the bus came to a halt. She realized this was her stop. She cast one last look at the people in the bus then she made her way down the bus.

Hope you enjoyed it. I once thought this would have like only 15 chapters but now that I'm already on chapter 11, that would be very impossible. Review again, guys! :)

*See? Told you I had a bad sense of estimation but now I guess it's better? I don't know. When the time comes, when I already have an idea in my head.