I'm soooooooooooooo sorry I didn't update sooner! Honestly!

But here's the next chapter for you. Natan.

And the age for the characters in the story are:

Amy&Ian:17

Dan&Natalie:14

Hamilton: 16

Nellie: (I have no idea)

Reagan&Madison: 12

Ted&Ned: 18 (i think...)

Sinead:18

Jonah: 16

Phenoix: (someone tell me please?)

Disclaimer:

Ian: Hm...Wolf is't here!Yes!

Me: *appearing suddenly and waving at him* Hey Ian!Can you do the disclaimer?

Ian:*frowning and pouting* I was wishing you weren't here,pheasant. And no,i'm not doing the -one will make me say anything.

Me: *smirking* Even if that "person" has the power to make Amy love you?

Ian: That would be a different case. Wolf doesn't own the 39 clues or anything she may mention here!

Me: Ian...

Ian: Fine. All she owns is the idea. Happy now?

Me: Thanks a billion!

Ian's POV

Natalie and I were sitting in our limousine."How much more time do we still need until we arrive?" She asked our driver.

"10 more minutes."

Natalie noodded aprovingly and continued reading a Art & Music magazin.

I looked outside the car window,thinking of beautiful jade eyes, her brown reddish hair, how everything was fascinating for her... I havent seen her for 3 years!

But she'll never forget how you hurt her in Korea, A voice said in my head.

I deeply regreted hurting her, but I know that she'll never forgive me, or trust me again for that matter.

"The best way to get Amy to trust you again is to be friends with her for now."Natalie said as if she could read my mind. Actually,maybe she could.

"What do you mean,Natalie?" I uneasily shifted so i was facing her.

Natalie smirked, amber eyes flashing. "You know exactly what i'm taking about." She said and stepped out of the car as it pulled to a stop in fornt of the Cahill Masion.

Flashback (2 years ago) (still Ian's POV):

"Natalie,why did you stop wearing designer clothes?"

"Because I want to." She said in her Duh!- voice.

"Seriously,you changed a lot. You'll start looking like a pheasant!"

"Tell me who is the "pheasant" you are thinking of right now, may i know?"

Well, when iIsaid pheasant, I admit I was thinking of Amy. But i didn't want to call Amy a pheasant,so... my only other option was her ninja obsessed brother.

"I had been thinking of Daniel." I spat out the name as if it were infected with a desease.

Nat blushed. "Dan..." She whispered,and touched a necklace around her neck. She's probably getting that habit from Amy.

I raised an eyebrow. "Who are you and what did you do with my sister?"

Natalie rolled her eyes at me. "I want to start practicing basketball." She told me suddenly.

"What?!" I gapped at her. Was she out of her mind?

First: Talking and becoming friends with poor people and hanging out with them.

Second: She stops wearing designer clothes and wear almost everyday shorts,with a plain T-shirt and sneakers. Nightmare!

And now(third): She wants to start taking basketball lessons!

"Why on earth do you want to take basketball lessons?"

Natalie shrugged ."Chantal!" Natalie called our foster mom.

"Yes,Natalie?" Chantal smiled as she came in Natalie's blue,purple,and green room(yeah, whoa).

"I'd like to take basketball lessons,please."

Chantal smiled even wider. "Oh,of course!"

Natalie turned to me with a grin and left the room behind Chantal as they went to see any extra places for basketball lessons. Show off, i thought.

End of Flashback (it's still Ian's pov after this!)

I saw Natalie ring the doorbell. I got out of the car and walked up to the door,standing next to her. Natalie had in mind to challenge Dan in a baskeball match.

I was too busy worrying about my sister that I didn't notice when someone opened the doot to let Natalie in, and I also didn't notice when she left my side and went in the house.

So when i turned, i was so close to Amy that our noses touched.I looked into her dazzling eyes, and saw her blush.

She had been reading a book when she opened the she closed it.

She's so cute when she blushes... I holded an urge to stroke her cheek.

"H-hi I-ian." She said nervously, turning her head around.

"Hello love." I answered and went in the closed the door behind me and turned around so she was facing me and Nat.

"Amy! Were did you say Dan was again?" Natalie chirped excitidly.

"Behind the house in the back yard, practicing baskeball on the court. He wants to finish up before the Holts arrive."

"Thanks!" She ran away swiftly but in the same time gracefully. Well,she might be wearing pheasant clothes and acting like one,but she still can have the smirk and proudness of a Kabra.

"Come, I'll show you your room, and you can start unpacking." Amy lead me into the ,she started telling me about Fiske and how he had to go to Canada.

After a moment i found myself telling her about how much Natalie changed.

Amy couldn't stop giggling. "You know, it sounds like i might actually like her!" Amy smiled, aand we continued walking down the hall way in comfterbale silence.

Amy stopped in front of a room."You're staying here, next to Jonah and Ned."

She handed me a key."Think of yourself 're the only one in the whole Masion who has a key!"

"And I won't find anyone looking through my stuff." Ian added.

"Exactly."

I took the keys from her. "Thanks,love."

Amy frowned but it was quickly replaced by a half little smile. "You won't everstop calling me love, will you?" She sighed dramaticly."Now, I don't want to repeat what I will have to say-"

I senced that she was going to argue farther so i silenced her with a kiss on her lips.

"Ian..." She whispered, pulling away from me.

But I grabbed her hand and pulled her closer. And I was surprised when Amy kissed me back.

I relucantly decided to step back.

I studied Amy's face. Then I opened my bedroom door. "See you at lunch,love!" I said over my shoulder.

As I closed the door, I heard her exclaim ,"Ian Vance Kabra! Don't call me love anymore!"

Natalie's POV

Dan was making some pretty good shots. And he got hot. He looked really cute with his drity blonde fringe falling over his big emeral eyes.

"Hey there!" I called to Dan.

He stopped dribbiling and looked at me, squinting his eyes. Then I guessed he didn't regogonize me.

Well, of course he wouldn't! The last time we met I was a drama queen and all over the latest fashon line.

Then i smirked, getting an idea in my head. I imagined a light bulb lighting up over my head and giggled soflty.

"Hello." Dan answered me.

"Can i do a shot,please?"

"Sure!" Dan handed me the ball,smiling. I grinned back and bounced it once, then i threw the ball. Natrually, it went through the net.

"Good shot! I'm Cahill." He thrust his hand out.

I quickly decided to pretend to be someone else:

My plan was that i'll pretend to be someone else ,and after we had some fun, I'll admit who i really was. I would also tell him that I changed and it would be great if we became friends.

I shook his hand. "Hey.I'm Ally Coville." (took the name from my best friend,so don't fuss about not liking it!)

"I've never seen you around here." Dan sat down on the grass.

"Nah! I just came here for the holidays."

"But you have some serious talent in basketball!"

I smiled. "Thank-ACHOO!" I sneezed."Oh no,cat!"

Dan started laughing when Saladin leaped on him, but he stopped instantly as he saw me laying on the grass coughing and sputtering. Not to forget about sneezing .And also that my eyes started turning to a creepy shade of red.

"You're alergic to cats..." He guessed and shooed Saladin away.

I slowly stopped coughing, and Dan knelt beside me. "Are you alright?"

I weaklly nodded and felt him hull me up by the waist. "Thanks." I told him.

"Well, you welcome."

I noticed he didn't take his hands off my waist. "Uh,Dan?"

He looked at me. I moved my eyes down to my waist and then back up to , he understood the message and quickly took his hands off my waist, smiling sheepishly.

"Sorry." He murmered and sat back down on the grass. "You know, Ally, you're really nice. A good firend. I think i'm lucky to have met you."

I blushed and sat down, resting my head on his shoulder and my hand fell next to his hand.

But i didn't care. He said he thought I was kind. He was happy he met me! Well,we knew each other since the clue hunt, but I wasn't very freindly with him back then, I admit.

But now I have a problem. The moment would be riuned if I told him I was really Natalie Kabra. The Natalie Kabra, his kind-of cousin, from England. Yeah,that one.

But then, when should I tell him who I really was? That I wasn't really Ally.

Later, I decided. I will tell him later.

I smirked.But now,let's see what he has to say about me,shall we...? Because i have an idea.

"Dan,why are you here?"

"Family Renuin with my cousins."

"You have cousins?"

"A whole lot of them! They're coming over today and will be staying for 2 months."

"Wow!" I tried to act impressed. "Could you tell me about them?"

"Sure. The Holts are my strong and sporty cousins. I'm good friends with my bro, Hamilton Holt." Dan said.

"I heard about the Holts! They were in this years olympics, right?"

"Yeah, they were! Next I have the Kabra siblings-"

I stiffened. What will he say about me?

"- and they are my rich and fashoin cousins. Ian Kabra is in love with my sister Amy. And Natalie..." He ran his hand through his hair nervously. "Natalie is very pretty. She's all fashoin and and cares a bit too much about her nails. But she was really nice after the clue-" He stopped. "Er- after a clue hunt at our OTHER cousins house, the Starlings. Both of us were, uh, working together against her brother and my sister."

"So, what do you think of Natalie?" I asked.

"I think she's pretty kind. Totally pretty." Dan answered.

I lay down on the grass watching the cloudsmove. He think i'm pretty.. And kind! My stomach suddenly had butterflies in them.

I didn't listen as Dan continued talking about our cousins. I just liked the melody of his voice.

"And the last ones are the Triplet Starlings. My smart, brilliant, and sickining cousins that always talk about meusems and , Ned, and Ted." Dan finished.

"Um? Oh." Natalie sighed happily and lay down on her back, a piece of grass sticking out of her mouth. She looked at the house, and at the nearest window as someone pulled open the curtain. A familiar face peered out.

Natalie sat up quickly. Too quickly, as Dan was leaning in to whisper something to her. Their lips touched, and Dan pulled back nervously. "S-sorry! I didn't-"

"No, it's ok. It's me who should be sorry." She intrupted, her face as red as a tomatoe. She muttered something and glanced back at the window.

She saw that the person was gone, but she had a horrifing relazation kick her in the stomach.

She could almost swear that it had been Ian looking out...