How ever did we fall in love? - Amy and Robert ---------------------------------------------- By: Silver MoonAngel - silver_moonangel@yahoo.com Webpage: http://www.geocities.com/silver_moonangel/ AUTHOR'S NOTES *-*-*-*-*-*-*- I know, I know... this is a slower chapter, but it establishes how... well, you'll read it. *-*-*-*-*-*- CHAPTER FOUR *-*-*-*-*-*- ********** Robert, 4 days later ********** Robert sat, feverishly typing at his computer. Come on, come on. He needed to finish this chapter to beat his deadline. His agent was breathing down his neck, and fan mail poured in daily. 'The divine lady shut the door behind her, completely unaware of her newfound power.' Rubbing the back of his neck, Robert let out a sigh of relief. Now Anna could get the monkeys off his back. Glancing at his phone, Robert debated asking Amy out. Since their date a few days ago, Amy had been on the uppermost of his mind. Memories from the Silver Millennium had flooded his mind, blurring the memories of past and present. Sighing, Robert picked up the phone before it rang. "Hello, Amy." On the other line, Amy wondered how he did that. "I was going to go for a walk and I wondered if you would join me." Gazing at his computer, Robert answered, "Sure. How about I meet you at the angel fountain?" "Okay, I'll see you there." Amy said, then hanging up the phone. Walking into his bathroom, Robert looked at himself in the mirror and said, "What are you getting yourself into?" ********** "Amy! Over here!" Robert yelled, catching his breath at the sight of her. Amy was wearing a pale blue sweater and blue jeans. Although she was dressed simply, she looked like a goddess to him. "Robert, hi!" Amy said, jogging over to him. Kissing him on the cheek, she took his hand. "Amy, if you're going to kiss me, kiss me right." Robert said as he pulled Amy close and gently brushed her lips. He pulled away when he heard Amy sigh. "That's how it's done." Wagging a finger at him, Amy said, "The next time you do that, I might have to crack you." Raising an eyebrow, Robert asked, "Crack me?" "Slap you, hit you. It's all the same." Amy said waving a hand in the air. "Have you ever read a book by L. A. Roberts?" Visibly blanching, Robert said, "Yes. When I was a student, I read his book on the Silver Millennium. That's the one you're talking about, right?" Lowering her voice to a whisper, Amy said, "This may sound silly but he's writing about a past life of mine. I believe his Princess Maris is me." "How do you figure?" Robert asked, lowering his face to hers. "My middle name is Maris and I've read somewhere that princesses generally take they're middle name as a title." Amy said, craning up to look at him. Shrugging his shoulders, Robert said, "You might be right." "I know I am." Amy said, winking at him. Kissing him on the lips, she jumped away and said, "Tag! You're it!" Looking after her, Robert shook his head. She could be serious one moment and playful the next. Her mercurial personality would drive him to distraction one of these days... ********** Amy ********** "Ahh! Don't get me!" Amy screamed as Robert grabbed at her. Finally he caught her and pulled her into his arms. With him nibbling at her ear lobes she cried, "Stop it or I'll... I'll..." "Or you'll what?" Robert said, turning her around to face him. "I'll never kiss you again." Amy said, with a determined yet laughing twinkle in her eye. Pulling her closer so she was pressed up against his chest, Robert leaned down as he lifted her chin up and said, "I guess I'll just have to kiss you senseless." Covering her mouth with his, Robert kissed her slowly. Coming up for air, he laughed at her with his eyes. "Robert, if you're going to kiss me, kiss me right." Amy said, pulling him down and sealing her lips with his. Slowly she wrapped her arms around his neck and kept him anchored there. She opened her mouth and she moaned when Robert's tongue slipped in. Pulling herself away, Amy murmured, "Maybe we should take this indoors." Looking hungrily at her lips, Robert said, "Only if we get to continue where we left off." "Mmm... Maybe we should do this another day. If I see you too often, I might have to fall in love with you. Walk with me?" Amy said, taking his hand. "Sure," Robert said, gently squeezing her hand. They walked, hand in hand, to Amy's apartment. With the sunset in the background, Robert leaned down and kissed her hand. 'This has happened before!' ********** Vision ********** "Alan, we can't meet like this anymore!" The redhead clutched the young man's hand. "I'm sorry, Maris, but I can't let you marry my brother! I love you and you love me! Fate wouldn't be so cruel!" Alan said capturing Maris' mouth. Pulling away, Maris said, "The betrothal contract is for the eldest male heir of the Neptunian throne. The only way we would be together is if Dylan died! I wouldn't wish that on anyone." Tears in her eyes, Maris turned away from him. Desperately trying to make her understand Alan reached for her hand and planted a kiss on it. "I love you, Maris, and I'll make sure we're together one day." Just then, an explosion happened near the castle. ********** "Alan!" Amy screamed her voice raw in her throat. Rocking her back and forth, Robert crooned softly, "It's okay Amy. Everything will be fine. Visions are scary the first time you have them." Feeling weak, Amy looked up at him. "You've had them too?" "Ever since I was a child. My blessing and my curse." Robert sighed, "I might as well tell you the rest. I've written about them." "Really? Was your work published?" Amy asked, leaning into Robert's strength. Feeling him tense up, Amy added, "Whatever it is, I won't judge you." Trying to delay the inevitable, Robert said, "Let me tell you about my past life. I was born during the time when planets were ruled by kings and queens. My elder brother was engaged to the crown princess of one of the planets. There was a great battle and we were reborn here. My brother and I shared an ability that baffled many scientists. We weren't born as brothers in this world, but we shared a gift." "The visions." Amy said from her perch under Robert's chin. "Yes, the visions. He was able to see the future and I was able to see the past and present. He..." Robert stopped, thought a moment on what to say next, then continued. "He foresaw his own death and of the new evil in our time. He tried warning me, but it didn't help any." Laying her hand on Robert's arm, Amy said, "What does this have to do with your visions?" "I've been publishing my visions ever since I was a sophomore in college under a pen name and passing them off as myths." Robert said, slowly moving away from Amy, afraid of what she might do next. Getting nervous at Robert's withdrawal, Amy asked, "What's your pen name?" Clearing his throat, Robert answered, "L. A. Robertson."