I DON'T OWN ANYTHING WHEN IT COMES TO THE 39 CLUES! PEACE!!

(5 years after the clue hunt)

"DAN!! DROP THAT BOX NOW!!" 19-year-old Amy screamed at her 16-year-old brother Dan. He was running around the mansion with Amy's box full of…private stuff. She didn't want him to see whatever was in it, but he did. And now he was making fun of her.

"DAN!!"

5 years had passed since the siblings surprisingly won the clue hunt. All they needed were determination, intelligence, and…well, as far as they could remember, the memories of Grace Cahill, their beloved grandmother. She would have been so proud if she saw Amy and Dan now. But they never really changed---they were still humble and silly.

Amy's face was beet red as she ran after Dan down the hallways of their Boston mansion. She was the one who picked all the art and furnishings for the house. Dan was the one who decided to put an arcade at the basement.

"Catch me if you can slowpoke!!" Dan shouted back at Amy. Today was the day Amy leaves for Harvard, and all he ever wanted to do was spend just a little more time with her…annoying her. He'd miss her, but he wasn't exactly the type of guy who'd openly express his feelings---especially not to his annoying, dweebish, amazing and loving sister.

Amy finally caught up with him and she grabbed the collar of his shirt. "Ha!" She said triumphantly, "I caught you!! Now hand me back the damn box, Dan." Dan turned around and dropped the box, which landed on her foot. Amy howled in pain.

"What the hell was that for?!" Amy screamed at her obnoxious brother. He was such a dweeb. He was so annoying. But she still would miss him and all their arguments.

Dan shrugged innocently. "You told me to drop it, right?"

Amy rolled her eyes, but laughed. Dan laughed along with her. Amy was still taller than Dan, which annoyed him sometimes. And Dan was still more 'talented', which usually annoyed Amy. But they still loved each other, nonetheless.

Amy pulled Dan to a hug, and he decided to hug her back. Through all the years they've been together, Dan was used to seeing his big sister around. But now she was leaving for college. It would be a while until he saw his sister again.

"Um, you can un-hug me now," Dan told Amy sheepishly. Amy blushed and recoiled from the hug. "You better behave, ninja boy," Amy told Dan, "And you better not break anything in here!"

Dan smirked at his sister. "Me? Not break anything? Ha! You have got to be kidding me Amy. You know me well enough. I'm your brother."

Amy smiled. There was a car parked outside the mansion, and Amy knew that it was time to go. She and Dan exchanged looks, and Amy suddenly felt like crying. She would miss her stupid and amazing brother more than anything no matter what he did.

There was a knot at her throat and she was about to say 'Bye, Dan' but she choked. Then she remembered a song she had on her iPod…which Dan lost in the airport at Rome.

I try to say good-bye and I choke. I try to walk away and I stumble. Though I try to hide it, it's clear. My world crumbles when you are not there.

"Dude, relax," Dan reassured his sister, "I'll be okay. Promise me, um, you'll be okay there as well."

Amy bit her lower lip and nodded. "B-bye," Amy stuttered and she walked away to the front door. As she opened it, Dan caught up with her and shyly said, "I'll…uh…you know…miss you and stuff."

Amy grinned. "I'll miss you too…and stuff."

Dan laughed but when he saw his sister enter the black car outside their mansion, he nearly cried. Gee, Dan! You're not supposed to me crying over your dumb sister, He thought, it'll only be four years---four long and lonely years.

Amy waved good-bye at her brother and gave him a thumbs-up. Dan rolled his eyes but waved back. When the car left, Saladin appeared at Dan's side.

"Murp?"

Dan picked up the cat and patted its fur. He sighed deeply. "She'll be gone for a while. Don't worry. You've still got me, right?"

"Murp."

XXX

Ian Kabra was on his private jet when his annoying little sister, Natalie, popped up beside him. Ian groaned and took his shades off. He was still handsome as ever in his favorite Armani shirt. Lately, he's been to the gym, trying to forget the embarrassing loss to…HER.

Amy Cahill…

He couldn't believe it. Two nobodies had won over them, the Kabras! But the worst part was he couldn't stop thinking about Amy and her stupid stutter. What was so special about her anyway? She wasn't exactly the most beautiful girl he's ever seen, and she could really get on his nerves.

I wonder what she looks like now, Ian thought.

He last saw her when she was just 14, and she looked…he didn't know how to describe her. She and her brother were in the same clothes most of the time. And Amy would always start to panic when she saw Ian.

"Are you thinking about HER again?" Natalie taunted her brother.

Ian rolled his eyes. "Yeah right," He muttered, "Why would I be thinking of someone like her?" Natalie pretended to be thinking, and then she said, "Because you like her?" Ian ignored her during the whole flight after that.

Him? Liking her? Ha! Like that would ever happen.

But…sometimes it felt like he did. But he knew that it was probably just pity that made him feel like he ever did like he liked or cared about her. His sister always teased him about Amy, even if they were in front of their (still annoyed) mother, Isabel Kabra. Sometimes Isabel would tell Ian that it was his fault for liking that stupid girl that he let her win out of love.

Ian sighed. His mother really had no faith in him (or his sister). But he understood her. The Lucians, which meant ALL the Lucians, lost to two once-homeless kids even with their amazing gadgets and skills and technology. And it was the Kabras' entire fault.

At least their father Vikram was still the head of the Lucians, although the Lucians weren't exactly too happy to have him as their leader anymore. They often disrespected him after the branch's huge loss, and they seldom followed what he said. But what could they do about it now? Kill him?

The idea made Ian's heart stop literally. Would they really do such a thing? Would they really kill Vikram? And would they kill his family as well?

When he looked at Natalie, he suddenly started to worry about her. Sure, he absolutely hated her. But there would always be a part of him that cared about his brat of a sister.

"What?" Natalie snapped.

"Nothing," Ian lied.

Natalie shrugged and went to sleep. Her brother was going to Harvard, all because for some reason Oxford was full of Lucians who might be crazy enough to try and kill him. So Harvard was fine. But Ian had to throw a fit that he wanted to go to somewhere like Yale or Stanford. Too bad for him, he lost.

"Are you sure it's nothing?" Natalie asked Ian.

"Yes," Ian grumbled.

The rest of the flight was quiet, until the pilot said they finally landed. Well, here goes nothing, Ian thought.