Chapter 3

IAN

Ian woke up around eight or so, to realize he fell asleep in his office chair again. No wonder he felt like tired and hurt all over his body. He got up, stretched, and travel up stairs to change clothes.

Ian began to recall everything that happen yesterday. He remembered putting Amy in the room beside him, he needed to check on her. He change into black slacks and a blood red button up shirt, sleeves rolled up. Man, he was tired.

He went to Amy's door, and knocked No respond. He knocked again. Still nothing.

Ian's Lucian instincts went haywire. His mind started to race with possibilities of why there was no sound in the room whatsoever. He saw an episode that horrified him as rage boil over in his body. Jake somehow got her.

Ian reached for the doorknob and tried to try it but it was locked. He backed up and kicked the door. At first, he didn't succeed, but twice was the charm. The door fall to the door and Ian ran in to observed the room. His eye fall upon the bed where Amy sat up startled. She was under the covers and her hair was in a tangle mess.

"Ian!" She cried the same time he shouted. "Thank God!"

He came over to her and hugged her tightly. "I knocked on the door and when you didn't answer, I freaked."

He spat out as he sat down on the bed beside her.

"S-Sorry, I-I was asleep." Amy stammer. Ian smiled at her trouble with words, it was cute.

"It's okay," he said sweetly. " I'm sorry. Please get up and dress and meet me in the dinning hall for breakfast." He smile at her, and she return it.

He went and waited for her down in the dinning hall, not touching he's French toast. Amy came down, out of her sweater and skirt, into jeans, a white long sleeve shirt, and grey vans. She was dressed causally and yet looked very pretty to Ian. She still had that ravishing beautiful glow to her.

They ate in silence, only the scrapping sound if forks and knives present. Yes, Ian felt a little awkward but he was with he's lovely, that's all that mattered.

"Ian?" He looked up and met eyes with Amy. "I-I...W-well..." She bit her lip.

Ian understood what she was saying right away. She was trying to say or figure out what she was going to do about her Jake situation. It was clear as day that she couldn't go back to her apartment, too dangerous.

But that meant one more detail, she had to move somewhere else. Jake lived no more then a few blocks away from her, causing it to be for unsafe for her. She'll have to move. Cut off all her connection with him, which in Ian's point if view, was fine by he's standards.

"You can stay here as long as you want." Ian assured her carefully. She smiled gracefully, then frown again.

"But how am I going to tell the others? How am I going to get my stuff back?"

Ian thought for a moment. "We can simply tell all of the other Cahills at the reunion on Friday. I'm sure they'll believe you more then whatever Jake says."

"Why?" Amy looked at with puzzlement. "They trust Jake. That's why I'm so stressed out. I'm honestly scared they'll find him and go after us."

Stress? That explain the dark bags under her eyes, covered up by a large mop of concealer. The only hint of make up he has ever seen her in.

"To be completely honest with you, Love, I'm not so sure." Ian said. He might as well tell her. "Most of the group, if not all, has been questioning Jake and his behavior towards you."

Amy gave him a shocked yet trouble looked. "Pardon?"

"Most of them has seen the way he treats you." Ian said. "And they agree with me. He's not good enough for you."

Amy just blushed and looked down onto her plate, like French toast was a gloomy sight. "I'm sorry."

"None of its you're fault." Ian conform. "We all love you Amy. It's clear he's just not worthy of you and simply never will be. It's not the other way around." he tried to joke with her but it didn't work.

"Ian you don't have to lie to me." Amy said.

"But I'm not, Love. If anything I'm under estimating it."

"Jake will be very angry about this."

"Well he can get just get over it then."

"How am I going to tell him all of this?"

"You don't. Cut him off completely. He'll get the message." Ian sipped his tea and then saw her look away guiltily.

"You two are finish right?"

Silence.

"My God!"

"His done so much for the family Ian!" Amy said. How she could defend that bloody fool was completely beyond him.

"Yeah and his also treated you like shit last night, and you deserve better then that by tenfold!"

"Ian he only shook me! You're acting like he hit me! He didn't even leave a mark!"

"Yeah this time he didn't, but next time it will be more then a little shake. It'll be a slap or a belt end and it will leave a mark and it we progress onto worst!"

"No it won't!

"Yes it will!"

"Why does it matter to you?!"

"Because I care about you!"

The room was filled with a stunned silence. No noise made whatsoever. Jade met amber again but they didn't say a thing. Ian could feel the eyes of the staff on them, watching carefully.

Even thought Ian's recounter was immediately after hers, Ian had to stop himself from saying 'love' and replace it with 'care'. He shouldn't have yelled at her needed to message across to her, but not with his voice raised. Then he realize what he was really doing and felt like slapping himself.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't be telling you what to do. I just care for you, Love. Like all the other Cahill's , and I want you safe..." He started trying to sound as normal as possible.

"J-Jake." Ian had to force himself to say Jake and not some other words. "Has fail to see what we all see in you. He doesn't understand that you deserve better. Better then whatever he could offer you and that makes him self-conscious. So he thinks that bossy you is how he can fix that."

Ian took a breath. "He doesn't see that you are the most perfect person that this world has ever seen." Amy looked at him with the same look when he called her lovely in Korea. An experience full of disbelief, yet it held a slight glance of curiosity and needful, wanting faith in his words. She was fighting, arguing with herself in head of the statement he just made. Either it being about throwing away Jake or if Ian was being truthful was a mystery to him.

It was quiet for a long time till Amy looked up to Ian. He's heart race again.

"Okay,okay." She spoke softly. "It's over. But what if he disagrees?" she said it carefully and Ian got the message. What if Jake goes after her?

"That's why you need to get away from him." Ian explained. "Move out of you're apartment, stay here for a while till you find a new place. Jake will give up eventually on hunting you down and if not, well I'll take care of that." Ian smiled and Amy bit her lip.

"When am I going to get my stuff and move out though?"

"Today." Amy raised an eyebrow. Ian smirked. "If we leave right now, we can be there at two, get your stuff and have a late lunch."

Amy nodded. "Let's go then."

(...)

AMY

5 hours in a car was a long drive. Epically when Ian's behind the wheel. Amy was sure that they were lucky to not have about 10 wrecks on the way to her apartment.

But they finally made it at 12, after getting boxes for her stuff. Ian brought a few boxes to start packing with while Amy went to speak with the apartment clerk behind the counter.

"Hello Mrs. Cahill."

"Hello Maggie, I'm just going to pay this month rent and then be on my way to get my things."

"What do you mean Miss?"

"I'm moving out today."

"Oh, I expected so, you're other helpers came just a little while ago before you two."

Amy stopped. Helpers? "Excuse me?"

By this time Ian came over to the desk, detecting trouble with his mysterious Lucian instincts. (Jk)

"Three men came over just awhile ago just now and asked where your room was. They said that they were family of yours."

Amy almost started shacking. Shoot! Shoot! Shoot! She should have saw this coming...

"What did the men look like?" Ian questioned, thank god he was there with her.

"One was a tall, buff guy with blonde hair and an Under Armour hoodie. Another was short and looked like the youngest one there. He was blonde too, just a dark color blonde. Then there was that one guy with the Ralph Lauren shirt and had two black eyes. His face was pretty swollen too."

Amy didn't need to look to her left to know for a fact that Ian was smirking pridefully.

"Oh yes!" Amy said, acting as if she just forgot about her helpers for a second. A blonde moment really. "Yes, that was my brother and cousins. Thanks!" She then grabbed Ian arm. "Let's get some more boxes, Ian."

"Okay." He simply replied and grabbed the other ones. They walked out of the front doors calmly but ran to the car when they were out of the clerk's site. Well, Amy running and Ian hectically dragging along as she kept her grip on his arm tight.

Amy let go of Ian. "Okay, so now we know Dan, Hamilton, and Jake are here. Should have predict that coming."

"You didn't?" Ian asked. He smirked that proud smirk when she said Jake's name.

"Anyway," She glared at him slightly. "What are we going to do now?"

Ian looked away from her and thought about it. Soon his eyes widen and he got that tricksy gleam that made him look like he was about to steal your wallet without you ever knowing. Amy couldn't help but find it deviously cute.

"Love, do you have a window in your room?"

"Yes." She was trying to see what he was getting at.

"And what would it's view?"

"A brick wall." Amy then got it. She turn to see the wall of the bakery next to her apartment room. The one with the window in front of a fire escape stairway and balcony...

Amy smiled broadly and could have hugged Ian right there. Instead she just shook the boxes he was holding in front of him. He looked at her funny for a moment but was smiling.

"Come on!" She squealed and ran off. Ian dropped the boxes and chased after her and they travel up the steps, making a ton of ruckus, till someone yelled at them in Spanish to keep quiet. They travel up quietly as they could, covering there mouths from laughing.

Ian looked into a window and saw Dan Cahill, so he pulled Amy back and covered her mouth. Amy got the message and, with both of them on either sides of the window, peeked in together.

Inside the subnormal ancient looking room stood Dan Cahill, Amy's younger loved brother. Amy smiled sadly at the image of her Danny boy. He was 16 at the moment and already stood 4 inches taller then her. His shaggy dirty blonde hair was messed over to one side and his jade green eyes that match hers were bright as always but narrow, like he was very focus with his lips in a tight firm line. He wore a red and blue spiderman shirt, jeans, and sneakers.

Oh her little ninja brother...

Dan was now talking but Amy couldn't hear a thing he said. She tried to read his lips but she had to peek to much in the window to do so.

"I got it." Ian said. He reached down into his pocket and brought out two ear pieces and a small squares electric device. He toss one to Amy and then took out his knife. He stabbed the point of the blade into the window opening and slightly open it to slide the device into the room. He then place his ear piece into his ear and brought his phone out and typed away. Soon Amy heard what was going on inside.

"...My sister could be anywhere!" Dan shouted.

" Calm down little buddy," That was Hamilton for sure. He was the only one who called Dan that. "We're find her. Once this damn idiot realize that we need to get the hell out of here because we're wasting time!"

"Hey!" Amy shivered little at Jake's raised voice. "She'll be here! And I'm not explaining why for the 10th time to you!"

"Hey! Remember who you're talking to!"

"I do! An idiot!"

"Okay you two!" That was Dan, probably separating them. "That enough!"

They parted and Jake came into Amy's view. She almost gasp at the sight of his swollen face. He looked so messed up, damaged. He indeed had two black eyes and a few purple and blue bruises along the apples of his cheeks and jawline. She saw a few small scares and cuts on his neck and it looked like he had trouble standing.

She looked over to Ian. Apparently he saw Jake too and was very pleased with his work on last night battle. He met her eyes and was smiling innocently at her, like saying "What could I have possible done wrong?" Amy hated the fact that she almost fall for it.

"Jake," Dan continued. "I understand why she might come back here but why would she bring Ian?"

"For protection! Fo-!" Jake stopped right there. He made a big mistake there.

Dead silence covered the room. Dan and Hamilton looked at Jake and he glared back. Amy was afraid World War III was about to start. She hated this. Amy was the leader of the Madgricals, she should be fighting with Jake instead of her brother and friend. She needed to stand up for herself like she has been since the clue hunt. Why was this so different. Because Jake was something more to he then a person, and, maybe, wasn't a bad guy to her at the time? Key words: at the time.

"Why would she need protection in her own home Jake?" Hamilton asked suspiciously. He didn't look happy, and an unhappy Holt was never a good thing.

"More importantly, why would Amy need protection on your date with her last night?" Dan challenged, moving into protective brother mode. "And why Ian Kabra?"

"Yes." The Tomas leader agreed, now sitting on a nearby chair next to the book shelf. His left leg was bent and his ankle was resting on his right leg knee. His fingers were laced together and he raise his chin up high. He look like a high class detective, minus the hoodie and the jeans. "I mean, Ian is the branch leader of the ruthless Lucian's. He's a pretty dangerous guy. Poison probably runs through his veins. Amy must have been in a serious matter if she needed his look out."

"Why, yes." Dan said. Amy would have giggled at the way these two goofballs were acting if she didn't feel Ian concerned filled eyes on her. This wasn't suppose to be happening. This was all her fault.

"My very loved and very well known sister must had been quite terrified if she had to have him near her." Dan stopped pacing and was now full on glaring at Jake with complete anger and hatred. "And it is clearly seen easily Ian is very...fond of Amy. Ready to obey and for full her every call no matter what. Maybe just a little better then you could, bud? Mm? It's enough to make a jealous man out of anyone who supposedly claims they love her... Or whoever wishes to control her...So what really happen last night Jake? Why is your face bruise to bits?"

"Look I told you!" Jake screamed. He was about to get into a fit and Amy didn't want her brother to be in that position. Especially when it's her cause and her responsibility to face him in this stage. No, Jake could be that way with her but not her brother, her Dan. She won't allow it.

"Me and Amy got into a fight and she ran off to here. I went to follow her and I was jumped!"

"Sure," Dan said and looked away. "And you're sure it was Ian who did it?"

"It has to be him! He didn't take my money or phone or anything! That's what thieves do and Ian already has all that stuff so there would be no need for him to do so! He shot me with some poison! That's why I can barely walk today!"

"Okay." Dan looked doubtful and a little annoyed. "Whatever."

Oh no! Amy thought to herself. Jake doesn't like that word. Not at all. He yelled at her every time she said it, soon into a fit. Jake looked at Dan with rage in his eyes and open his mouth to yell. Amy was ready to bust through the window to stop him till the strangest thing happen.

Jake started to rock his body, back and forth, flinging his arms around like mad. His face was somewhat frightful as he started the jump up an down, screaming "Get it off of me!"

He was reaching out to his back. Dan and Hamilton looked so confused. Then Hamilton jumped right out of his chair and started moving, wriggling like Jake.

"Off! Off! What the hell is this?!"

Seconds later Dan started to do the weird looking dance moves. Shouting the same words as Jake and Ham.

Soon they all were jumping, dashing around the room. Doing the weird shifts trying to swing the thing inside their clothing off.

They dance like they had ants in there pants and Amy was snickering at them, not feeling to guilty because it was all too funny. Ian, on the other hand, was full blow out laughing. He even fell on his bum from laughing too hard.

"I'm getting out of here!" Jake cried and run out of the door.

"Get back here you coward!" Ham shouted and chase after him, still beating himself to kill the thing inside his clothing still crawling around. Dan started to hop after them as he tried to kill the bug in his pant.

That's when Amy fell down, landing beside Ian's legs, and started to burst out laughing. Her gut was killing her afterwards.

Ian got up and open the window to climb in, holding Amy's too so she would follow while she snickered crazily. Ian ran to close the door and they burst out laughing again, either one holding back.

"Here." Ian barely got out as he took out his phone. On the screen showed the trio running down the hall still twisting and hitting them selves. Dan's creepy crawler was in his pant and accidentally kicked Ham in the bum. Then Ham kicked Jake in the bum, which was probably hurt more them Dan's. They continued this till they were at Ham's van in the parking lot. The crawlers came out at the end of there pants, came together and became the device Ian had earlier.

"What was that!?" Dan hollered.

"I don't know and I don't care to find out! I'm outta here!" Ham walked over to the driver seat and was about to get in

till Jake point and yelled "Look!"

He was pointing at Ian's car. Ian and Amy looked at each other and shared the same thought. "Crap."

"There up in the room!" They then dashed to the building and up the stairs. Amy and Ian panicked. Ian locked the door and got a chair and stuffed it under the knob.

"Here!" Amy said. She grabbed Ian shirt and pulled him into her closet that had a secret apartment big enough for them to hide in. She pulled him in, closing the door.

She turn her head to face Ian but soon realize she couldn't. There cheeks were much together along with there chests and stomachs. There legs were strangle together. She glance down and saw her hand push up to Ian's. The heat in the room shot up 20 degrees.

"Okay, maybe this wasn't the best idea I ever had..."

"Its fine, just be quiet." Ian whispered in her ear as she felt his hot breath on her face. She had to be blushing and it must have gotten redder when she saw him smirking at her dangerously. She bit her lip. Oh dear.

Amy lean her head back to the wall, so only there noses pass and there lips with only centimeters apart. She'll admit, the notion she craved to take into action last night with Ian did indeed return and was tempting. She glanced at his handsome features and was lean forward as he kept there eyes connected. Amber to Jade. Lips to lips.

The sound of the door being kicked open cut off the action. Heavy footsteps on the carpet followed. Amy's heart seem to stop and race at the same time as she hear footsteps approach the closet. She heard the clingy noise as the hangers that hold her coats and jackets move aside on the railing.

She couldn't really tell you how, but Amy just knew it was Jake on the other side. She never told him about the secret passage, she was hoping at the time to never use it for emergencies. Later on she was considering it as a hiding spot for herself just in case he really did get out of hand.

Ian hit the top of the wall and then the middle. Amy though he was crazy, then she realized, as he continued to hit random spots on the door, the sound sounded louder then it should have. Ian was mocking Jakes hits.

Once they stop and they heard Jake's footsteps moving away, she breathed again.

"They're not here." Dan announces.

"There's a Cahill hideout designed as a library a couple blocks away from here. They probably went there."

"It's worth a shot." The sounds of steps appeared and the door closing was the last they heard. Soon they came out of the closet and into fresh air and personal space. Amy turn to Ian and again they shared the same look.

"Too close."

(...)

They began to pack all of her things. Most of them being filled with books and paper works of the Madgrical branch. Ian was helpful and didn't really complaine about anything. He carried most of the things for her.

She felt as her cheeks turn red as she came to her bedroom and was packing her undergarments. Her tidy, aged peacock blue color suitcase sat on her bed and was stuffed with all her clothes that she actually liked to wear. Jake started to shop for her recently and spending mad amounts of money for the brand name designer lines. Sadly he didn't really comprehend that they were the most unbecoming pieces of trash she has ever seen and wore.

She looked over to Ian to make sure he wasn't watching and hastily pushed them into the bag, trying to control her blush. She then zipped up her bag and placed it beside her bed.

"What about your belongings in here, Love?" Ian hold up the dress she hated the most. The top being red and made of cheap silk, the bottom being neon yellow and covered in feathers. She made a face at the ghastly thing and Ian laughed.

"I'm leaving all that stuff." She confirmed. "I don't want any of it."

"Okay then." Ian turn towards the door. "Oh but Amy," She faced him. "Nice underwear." he winked at her as he grabbed the last two boxes and headed down stair to the car.

Amy blushed rose red, but then vision a image of if he saw her in the panties and what would lead onto after that. Her blush vaporized After that and was replace by a relish smile and a long bit on the lip. Then she realized what she was thinking, and the blush soon return, more red. Goodness what was wrong with her?

Amy took her suitcase and looked around the room one last time. She missed the place truthfully, but of it meant she was away from Jake and was with Ian, it was worth it then.

(...)

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