So this is a new story on Amy and Ian as 25 year olds.

Crap. That's all Amy Cahill could think of.

They had lost. They were so close, but they still had to lose.

To the Kabras.

Dan and Amy shuddered at the name Kabra. The jerks, traitors, murders.

They had killed off most of the competition. Uncle Alistar, even Irina Spasky, trained KGB Agent.

"We could have just taken the millions bucks!" muttered Dan as the marched off, defeated and humiliated.

They had too many obstacles. Emotion and physically too. And the Kabras were too rich.

They could have had money. Yet they chose the 39 Clues.

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Amy sighed at the memory of that awful day. No one had suffered more than her.

Not even Dan.

He had even forgiven the Kabras, saying at least they didn't destroy the human race. In fact nothing really bad had happened. They just became famous and richer. They even got Amy and Dan out of the Social Services mess. No one knows why. But it really didn't matter. All that mattered was that they had lost.

Sure Amy continued into her bookworm world, even becoming a Paleontologist. But her bond with Dan decreased dramatically. She thought it was the result in his job as a code breaker in the CIA. Maybe not. She didn't even contact her remaining Cahill family. Something just didn't feel right.

"Amy!" snapped Ana, Amy's annoying assistant. Amy sharply turned her head from the latest article from People Magazine: Ian Kabra files for divorce from his wife of one year, Lily Stuwart.

"What?" she asked quietly, annoyed that she couldn't finish the article in peace.

"Your telephone's ringing!" Ana said throwing her hands in the air with annoyance as papers flew everywhere. "Gosh!" Ana said, running around to collect the papers.

It wasn't till now that Amy heard the faint of an alarm, her work phone. She scrambled reaching for the large black phone, knocking the magazine in the process on the floor.

"Hello?" Amy asked, looking at the smiling crumpled face of Ian Kabra on the floor.

"AMY!" cried a voice from the end. Amy nearly fell from her rolling chair.

"Dan! Is something wrong?!" she cried, starting to get her bag from her closet in case there was an emergency.

"Fooled you!" Dan cried, laughing. Amy blew a strand of her reddish brown hair away in frustration.

"Don't do that again, Dan!"

"Sure, whatever." Amy smiled, imagining Dan rolling his eyes. "Anyway, have you heard Ian Cobra's getting a divorce?"

"Hm... Let me think, no! I haven't heard about it, yet it's all over the news! What do you think, Daniel Cahill?" Amy said in a dangerously calm voice. Ian was always a touchy subject. Amy didn't understand why though. She just couldn't deal with it.

Ana giggled grabbing her bag. "See you," she whispered and left. Amy nodded at Ana as she left.

"Fine," grumbled Dan. "Sheesh you can't take a joke!" Amy frowned.

"I haven't seen Natalie on the news lately. What's happened with her?"

"Huh? Oh I dunno," Dan mumbled, suddenly out of focus.

"Dan?" Amy mumbled. "Are you in contact with Natalie?"

"What?!" Panic arose in Dan's voice. "No!" There was a small pause. "I was just listening to my friend. He was talking about this new code they found near Europe."

"Lucians without a doubt," Amy commented. A grim look on her face.

"I was thinking the same thing!" Dan replied in a more cheerful voice. "But maybe the Ekats have moved into inventing codes now."

Amy thought for a while. "That could work," she decided, leaning on the back of her chair.

Suddenly, her cell's faint sound of bells caught her ear.

"Wait a sec, Dan." She put him on hold as she reached for the white small phone, wondering who was calling her. Usually no one did, there was no one to really talk to.

Her eyes flashed to the caller ID.

Crap.

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