Ian, calm and collected Kabra that he was, quickly came up with a lie.
"We spent most of that time working on strategies to get you out. Love." He added the love part almost as an after note. If Amy noticed anything, she didn't say it.
"Listen, Ian, about what happened before I was kidnapped-" Amy was interrupted by Jonah barging in.
"They got Alistair back."
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Natalie helped Alistair onto the sofa while Dan called the others.
"What did they do to you, Uncle Alistair?" She asked, not so much in concern but in puzzlement. She recognized this type of torture and beating. It was the signature for…
"Isabelle." The word passed through her lips and she shuddered.
"DAN, COME HERE!" When Dan got there Natalie was shaking and staring at the letters IK that were burnt onto the back of Alistair's hand.
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Hamilton was pissed. He was also a little scared and freaked out, but mainly pissed. Sinead was trying to kill him for fucks sake! He had three options, tell everyone and have them not believe him, run away so she couldn't find him or… or he could take care of it himself.
Hamilton sings somebody that I use to know
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Ian sat on the plane back to Attleboro and sighed. He was sitting next to Elizabeth because of the tickets and it was very hard for both of them. Jonah sat on the other side of Elizabeth and let out a loud snore about fifteen minutes into the flight.
So far for Ian and Elizabeth it consisted of staring at each other out of the corner of their eye. Amy was in the row next to them. They were all in first class, of course. Elizabeth fiddled with a lose thread on her shirt and Ian remember how close he had come to taking it off her.
Flashback
Ian woke up and walked into the kitchen of his suite to find Elizabeth sitting on the counter, reading a book, wearing batman pajama bottoms and a shirt with the symbol for pi on it. Tomorrow they would rescue Amy and Ian wasn't sure how they would.
Elizabeth gestured to the food on the table without looking up and Ian sniffed it warily.
"I didn't poison it." She said, her eyes never leaving the book.
"I can never be to careful. Especially around you." He added that last part under his breath.
She looked up from her book and Ian saw that it was called, The History of Terrorism.
"Some light reading?"
"More like family history."
"It's an organization, not a family."
"Vesper one has always been a direct descendent of the original." Elizabeth went back to reading and Ian took a bite of English muffin. He stepped over to the sink next to Elizabeth to wash his hands and her eyes followed his feet.
"So, that means that you're a 'true' Vesper?"
"In a way…" His hands now rested either side of her, and if he moved his face a couple inches they would be kissing. His breath smelled like jam, muffin, and cinnamon, and Elizabeth wondered if he tasted like it too. She mentally shook herself just as Ian was leaning in.
Elizabeth sings womanizer
End flashback
"Excuse me, sir?" Ian looked up at the flight attendant who was smiling sweetly at him.
"Yes?"
"We're taking drink orders now."
"I'll have coffee please," He glanced briefly at the now sleeping Elizabeth before adding, "and she'll have a ginger ale, please."
The attendant nodded and walked off to get the drinks and Ian's mind wandered off once again…