So...this is my second 39 clues fanfic. I had to do some research to write this story. A lot of research. Also, this story will be in various perspectives. Hope you like it!

Ding Dong!

Amy Cahill slowly raised her head from the book she was reading about Aristotle, one of the greatest philosophers ever known. Dan stopped shooting rubber bands at her head. She and Dan were currently in Greece, where Aristotle had spread his teachings. They believed that the tenth clue was somewhere in Greece, specifically in the city of Athens, where learning and culture had been vital to the citizens. Unfortunately, they weren't the only ones who had figured out that this was where the next clue was located. Amy and Dan had a trail of Wizards, Holts, and Kabras tailing them. Whether all of them actually knew the clue that had led them here, or they were just following the Cahills, they weren't actually sure. They had no idea where Uncle Alistair was, but with any luck, he wasn't in Greece.

Amy glanced at Dan and they began communicating with their eyes.

Should we answer it? She asked her brother silently.

Dan looked uncertain. I dunno.

Yeah. For all we know, Natalie Kabra could be standing their with her dart gun.

But what if it's important? Dan protested hesitantly.

It might be. Amy sucked in a shaky breath. I'll answer it and you get ready . Make sure you're ready for help and protection and all that.

Her brother rolled his eyes. I think you are overreacting.

Whatever. Better safe than sorry! Amy shot him a half glare and cautiously approached the door. The whole "conversation" had taken no more than five seconds.

She pulled the door of their hotel room open. To her relief, there was nobody there. But she still checked the hallway, just in case. Nothing. That's odd. She was just about to shut the door when she noticed a sheet of paper near her feet. She quickly bent down to pick it up and closed the door while scanning over the note.

"So who was it?" Dan asked. He came toward her doing some weird ninja moves.

"Nobody," she replied. "There was just this note." She read it aloud to Dan:

Amy and Daniel Cahill~

All teams participating in the hunt for the 39 clues:

You are required to be at the Compton castle of Devon, England

by the end of this week, Saturday , August 28th.

If you do not show, we will hunt you down,

and you will be immediately disqualified from the hunt.

This isn't a trap.

Mr. William McIntyre will be there as well.

And please refrain from bringing your au pair, Nellie Gomez.

We will provide a way for you to contact her.

Thank you.

"Thank you?" Dan blurted incredously. "They're basically forcing us to pause in the clue hunt and telling us to go somewhere and they say thank you! And it's Dan, not Daniel!"

Amy stared at the paper. "We should of answered the door faster," she murmured miserably.

"They probably just got the bellboy or something to deliver it," Dan muttered. "Let's go tell Nellie." He walked to the mini kitchen that the room had, where Nellie was cooking up some strange smelling stew.

"Hey kiddos!" Dan glared at her. Both of them hated it when she called them that. "Want some exotic Malaysian soup?" She showed them a pot of a watery mixture of carrots and a variety of vegetables. It was the color of puke.

Amy was polite and mature enough to stifle how grossed out she felt, but Dan wasn't. "Ew!" he exclaimed.

Nellie pretended to be greatly offended. Clucking her toungue, she asked,"So what did you two need?" Amy handed her the note. Their au pair quickly read it. "So you guys are off to England, huh? Well, it's kinda relieving to take a break. Sometimes it's like a wild goose chase in this thing. But I don't wanna let you go without me. Hmmm..."

"Nellie. I think you should stay. Not because the note said so, but because if all of us go, then we'd have to bring our leads and clues with us." Amy spoke up quietly.

Dan's eyes widened. "Yeah! I don't want to bring our leads anywhere near the other teams. You have to stay and keep them far away from them, Nellie!"

Nellie sighed. "Okay. But be careful. Honestly how ominous is 'this is not a trap'? Now we probably know that it is a trap. Go pack. I'll get you tickets to leave tomorrow. The earlier, the better."

Amy and Dan walked off and packed. "Hey, how much clothes should we bring? We don't know how long we're staying."

Amy thought for a moment. "Just pack a week's worth,"she replied.

***Page Break***

The next day, Amy and Dan were ready to go as they boarded an airplane to Devon, England. As they flew Amy couldn't help but feel wary about the fact that she would see Ian again. She had pushed all those feelings from their alliance in Korea deep inside her. She hoped they would stay down there after she saw him.

"I will not fall for him again. Ever."

Sorry that it's kind of short and uneventful. I also apologize for my grammar. I never know where to put my commas. I'll try to make the next one longer Well, please review. Reviews give me motivation! :)

*So...yeah. The only thing I changed here was the ending. I don't think I need to change anything in Chapter 2.