OMG OMG OMG IM LIKE SO SORRY! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT IM SUCH A JERK FOR NOT UPDATEING QUICKER! But you see i got grounded and all so i only have time to update when im at school and my teacher has us on this really cool assingment but im waiting for my thumb drive to load so im writing this in like an hour so please excuse my poor grammer and the fact i like TOTALLY ABANDONED YOU GUYS!
Hamilton helpped Sinead out of the car and the four newlyweds walked to the door of the building they were told to go. Hamilton banged on the door and the girl from the plane answered. She was alot taller with jet black hair and a fake beauty mark above her lip.
"Referance, my real name is Melody." She said as she pinted to another door. "Isabel is right through there."
The four rutinely walked through the door and Isabel stands grinning there.
"Hello. How was your honeymoon?" She asked, as if she cared.
"Positively amazeing, until we woke up knowing we had to come to you. Then it was dreadful." Ian answered.
"Oh, sorry. Well it's ok. Not all of you will have to stay here." Isabel said.
"What do you mean not all of us?" Sinead asked.
"Oops! Spoilers!" Isabel said.
In flash 10 Vesper guards rushed in the room and restrained Hamilton. Ian tried to aid him but was held back with Sinead and Amy.
"HAMILTON!" Sinead screamed.
"Sinead!" His voice came.
Sinead couldn't see what was happening. They took him behind a door and slammed it closed. While they were banging on it trying to get through they heard a truck outside driveing away fast and the loud thumping noises of an agitated Holt trying to brake out.
"HAMILTON! Hamilton! Oh God no! Not again! No, they can't take my husband again! Please, oh please no. This can't be happening!" Sinead wept.
"Calm down Sinead your hyperventilateing!" Amy warned.
Sinead breathed slower.
"W-what do we do! We have to get him back!" Sinead yelled.
"Listen! We WILL get Hamilton back. We will do whatever it takes!" Ian soothed.
They all noticed at that point they were in a room alone with Isabel.
"ISABEL! You. You took me away from my husband! Where is he! Where have you taken him! What are you going to do to him!" Sinead said.
Ian and Amy held her back from killing Isabel, though the only reason why was because she was the only person in the room that knew where Hamilton was being held.
"Calm down, calm down. Your husband isn't going to be hurt as long as he cooperates." Isabel said.
"What do you mean, why him?" Amy asked.
"Oh, he hasn't told you? Interesting." Isabel laughed.
"Tell us what? Hamilton tells me everything. We're married!" Sinead asked.
"Oh, just that he also posesses the art of photographic memory. Dan cannot be trusted to give us accurate answers." Isabel said, still giggleing like that was the punchline to a sick and dememted joke.
"He never told me that." Sinead said, in a voice barely audible.
"Ham's answers aren't going to be trustable either!" Amy said.
"True, but, you see, Dan can hide the fact he's lying, while, as we all saw in the Gauntlet, Hamilton cannot. Better cross you fingers that he tells the truth." Isabel said.
"Common Isabel. Give us a clue about where he is." Amy said.
"Oh, and why would I do that?" Isabel said, surprised.
"Because, as we all know, you LOVE play games with us." Ian said.
"True, ok, ok, let me think." Isabel said.
After about 15 minutes she looked up and smiled.
"The Holt is hideing where ther is firey hatred, emotional pain, and lovers loss." She said, then laughed. "Lets see you figure that out. It's relitively easy actually, and clever, if i do say so myself. Enjoy!"
There was a smoke bomb and then Isabel was gone.
"WHAT THE HECK IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN!" Sinead cried.
"I have no idea. Let's get a base set up here and see what we can find out about Firey hatred, emotional pain, and lovers loss." Amy said, pulling out her phone.
"What are you doing?" Ian asked.
"Sending a text to Even to see what he makes of this." Amy said, slapping her hand over her mouth.
Ian let his shoulders drop.
"You still talk to him? I thaught you said you broke up with him and that was it! Amy, did you lie to me?" Ian said, stressed.
"No no no no no! I only text him ever so offen! I SWEAR! It's nothing serious you don't have to worry i promise!" Amy said quickly.
"HEY IAN SHUT UP! SO SHE TEXTS HER EX ABOUT SMART STUFF DOES IT MATTER. MY HUSBAD WAS JUST KIDNAPPED I DON'T REALLY CARE WHO DESIFERS THE RIDDLE AS LONG AS IT'S DESIFERED! yOU WOULDN'T CARE EITHER IF IT WAS IAN, AMY, OR AMY, IAN!" Sinead screamed. "Can we please just find out what it means and save Hamilton!"