A/N: Thanks for the reviews! Even if they are anonymous, they are still very much appreciated!
Disclaimer: I'm in France now... I can't be in France if I owned Saw; I would be busy with interviews ;).
"Mandy? Mandy, wake up." Amanda opened her eyes. She looked into the face of Corbett. Amanda smiled.
"Hi Corbett! What's wrong?" Corbett laid down next to Amanda.
"Nothing, I just wanted to tell you that you can stay in your bed for the rest of the day if you want. Mark told me to tell you!" She smiled, proud she could still remember what he had told her. Corbett normally wasn't good in remembering things. Once, Amanda had sent her and Mark to shop for food for that evening, and she told Corbett what they needed to get. Ten minutes later, Amanda got a call on her phone; Mark, they didn't knew what to buy anymore. Since that moment on, Amanda went to the store to buy things, or she made a note with everything written on it.
"Why's that, Corbett?" Amanda rubbed her eyes. She looked around, and at her clock. 10:00 am. She gasped.
"Paige!" She got up. Corbett tried to stop Amanda, but it almost looked like she hugged her, because she was still so tiny. Even thought she was six, almost seven, she was tinier then the rest of the girls from her class. Not that she minded it, thought.
"No, Mandy, Mark already fed Paige!" Amanda sighed.
"Okay. Can you let me go now, Corbett?" Corbett chuckled.
"Okay! Mark's downstairs, with Paige! I'm going to pick a dress for the wedding! You and me are going to bed the prettiest of the ball!" Corbett ran out of the room. Amanda smiled. Corbett was obsessed with The Wedding. She wanted everything to be just like in the fairytales. Amanda had promised to pick the most beautiful dress of all, while being tied to a chair, because Corbett was blackmailing her. She told Amanda that she wouldn't wear Amandas favorite dress that day. Amanda chuckled then. She didn't cared which clothes Corbett wore, Corbett did more than her. Amanda was always amused by watching Corbett wearing the most prettiest dresses, and dancing around like a ballerina. Amanda finally obeyed on that wish: They signed Corbett in for ballet lessons yesterday.
"Okay!" Amanda laughed, and sighed. What to do now? She didn't really knew what to do. All she knew was that Mark would kill her if she got out of bed right now, but she didn't wanted to waste a day. It was Saturday today, and she wanted to go shopping with Corbett for a dress. Her wedding dress would come later, Amanda laughed. Corbett was getting nervous by not knowing which dress she would wear. And they needed to buy a cute matching dress for Paige.
"Mark?" Amanda exclaimed, while sitting up straight on her bed. No response. "Mark, no funny games now. Mark?"
"God, Manda, you're getting stressed way too easily! I'm still here, I'm going nowhere without informing you I'm gone!" Mark said, and entered the bedroom. He had made breakfast for her.
"'Morning, Honey! I made breakfast for you!" Mark smiled, and put the plate on her lap. He sat down on his side of the bed. Amanda smiled. A breakfast. Yeah sure, Mark Hoffman, it's just a sandwich with Orange Juice.
"And, did Corbett tell you what I told her?"
"Yup, she did." Amanda smiled, while ripping a piece of her sandwich.
"Nice!" Mark grinned. "So, are you going to lay in bed the rest of the day?" Amanda smiled.
"Nope!" She said, smiling, and put the piece in her mouth. Marks face dropped.
"Why not?" He said, and het pouted.
"'Cause I wanted to shop for a dress for Corbett, and maybe even start looking for a wedding dress." His face lightened.
"Aw, can I come? Ah, please?" Mark pleaded.
"Nope, only girls can come!" She said childishly.
"Aw, Mandy, you're mean!" Marks head dropped and he walked out of the room.
"I love you too, honey!" Amanda laughed, and continued with her breakfast.
"Mandy! Mandy, I have no dresses in my closet to wear on the wedding!" Corbett exclaimed from out of her room. Hm, that took her longer than Amanda thought she would.
"I'm coming!" Amanda laughed, and put her plate on her bed. She got out of bed, and walked into Corbett's room. Corbett was angrily walking through her room.
"Calm down, Corbett! What did I said about that angry stuff?" Amanda said, and stood in the doorway.
"I know, Mandy, I'm sorry! But I don't have any clothes to wear!" Corbett hissed.
"I know, and that's why I wanted to go shopping with you. Unless you stay that angry, then I'm going alone and-"
"NO! No, I want to go shopping! Please, Mandy! I want to get a dress, please!" Amanda smiled.
"Okay, okay! You can come with me!" Amanda laughed.
"Well, get dressed then! I'm sure you have some clothes in your closet for shopping."
"Yes, I have! I'll be downstairs in two minutes!" Amanda nodded and walked out of Corbett's room. Amanda smiled. She walked downstairs, and found Mark sitting at the dining table and he was reading a newspaper.
"And? Any news?" Amanda asked curious, and leaned over to kiss him.
"Um... Yes, but not interesting things. Just the usual stuff. You know." Amanda frowned.
"Mark, don't lie. You know I know it when you lie." Mark blushed.
"Alright, yes, there is news. Lawrence Gordon died this night. It's on the front of every newspaper, because he had once survived a Jigsaw game, and they assume he now died because of one." Amandas eyes widened. She sat down.
"Really? Are they investigating it?" Amanda asked, worried. She didn't want to think about the consequences it would have for her and Mark if they discovered that she was behind his first capture, and now someone was starting again with John's legacy, John's work, she didn't want to think about what that person could do to her, or Mark, or Paige and Corbett.
"Yes, actually, I am as well. My unit is." Amandas eyes widened more than they were a few moments ago.
"Really?" Amanda breathed heavily.
"Manda, calm down, about my unit, they have nothing till now. Nothing that leads to you or me, at least. And I'm sure the person who continued with John's work knows nothing about us. And I will get some extra protection for Paige and Corbett. It will all be okay, I promise." Mark hushed, and walked over to Amanda to hug her. He kneeled beside her.
"I'm sure it is safe to go shopping now, you have to forget this and have fun. Come on, we can't move the wedding now. We will only do that if it's really necessary. Come on, have some fun with Corbett. I will take care of Paige." Mark kissed Amanda. She nodded.
"Okay. Are we gonna explain Corbett?" Amanda asked. Mark shook his head.
"I think it's better if we tell her nothing, for as long as it's possible." Amanda nodded again.
"Okay. Well then, I'm going shopping with Corbett. Call me if something happens, alright?" Mark got her hand.
"Come on, how long do I have to tell you, don't worry, alright!" Mark laughed. Amanda looked at him.
"Alright, I'll call you when something happens! Now, go! I don't want you here anymore!" Mark smiled. Amanda pinched him.
"Of course you want!" Amanda said, laughing. She leaned over to kiss him, when somebody pushed her.
"Mandy, don't kiss Mark, we have to shop for a dress!" Corbett exclaimed, and put on her shoes. Pink ones, of course. It matches with her pink dress. Of course again. Corbett was predictable.
"Okay, sorry your Highness! Am I not allowed to kiss my fiancée?" Amanda laughed.
"Um... No!" Corbett finally said, and walked out of the house.
"Alright, that's settled then!" Amanda laughed, and kissed Mark.
"Have fun! Come back with beautiful dresses, okay?" Mark said.
"Yeah, thanks, you have fun with Paige!" Amanda smiled, and followed Corbett into the car.
Amanda and Corbett were sitting in the car on their way home. Ten minutes ago, they discussed which jewelries Amanda had to wear. Corbett wanted, as predicted, pink ones, but Amanda wanted to wear jewelries that matched with her wedding dress. They almost got in a row, and Amanda decided to stop there before they would get an accident or something. Now, they didn't talked for almost ten minutes, which was a personal record for Corbett.
They arrived at home, and Corbett ran inside.
"Mark, Mark, you gotta see which dress we bought for me!" Corbett screamed, and walked upstairs. Amanda put the car keys and bags with clothes on the dining table. She walked over to the couch and sat down.
"Geez..." She sighed, and closed her eyes. She was getting tired from Corbett. Not that she didn't loved her anymore, but she just wanted one day that Corbett would act a bit less hyper. But she figured being hyper and all was what made Corbett Corbett.
"Mandy? Where's Mark?" Amanda looked up. Corbett stood in front of her, with a worried look on her face.
"I don't know, maybe he's in Paige's room?"
"No, I already looked there. He's not upstairs." Amanda felt a sick feeling coming up. She didn't liked this. This was exactly how it went when Corbett went missing. She swallowed. Don't panic, Mandy, Amanda told herself. Mark said everything would be okay.
"Maybe he sent you a message?" Corbett asked.
"Hm, yeah, maybe. I'll check it." Amanda walked into the kitchen, where she left her cell phone. No message there. She looked around. No note as well.
"No, Mark, you're kidding, right?" Amanda whispered.
"What's wrong Mandy? Where are they?" Amanda shook her head.
"I... I... I don't know..." She pushed her upcoming tears away. Panicking is no good now, she needed to be strong for Corbett.
A/N: So, let me know what you think!
I again want to apologize for my bad English! I just forgot how to write it when something is from someone, you know what I mean? Like: Amandas hair, or Amanda's hair...? O well :). Maybe somebody can explain, so I can become better in English? Let me know!
Next chapter will be up soon!