DISCLAIMER_I DO NOT OWN THE 39 CLUES BOOKS, THE SERIES OR THE LOCATIONS, YADA YADA, THE ONLY THING I OWN IS THE PLOT AND IDEA OF THIS STORY AND JANUS RULES! THIS CHAPTER IS RATED EVERYONE 8+***

Amy's POV

I was so exhausted. We had just come back from China after searching for the clue and we had it—the Janus DNA extract! "Amy, come downstairs!" yelled my crazy brother, Dan.

"Coming!" I replied."What is it?" I asked out of curiosity.

"Amy, Dan found the next clue is!" said Arthur Trent, my dad.

"Really, where is it?" I asked.

"It's in Jamaica," Hope Cahill, my lovely mother, said. "Finally, the clue hunt brings us up to some place, well, vacation-y!" We all burst out laughing on that one. That was typical Hope Cahill behavior. "Get your swimsuits packed up, Ames and Dan, what are you waiting for?"

"Hon, I think you are forgetting that we have to look for a clue there." Dad chuckled with me and Dan. I felt so lucky to have such a wonderful family. Some kids didn't, and I have no idea what I'd do without my parents. I walked up to my closet in my room. It was more like a room than a closet, really. Usually, I wasn't the fashionista of the house (that was more of my mom) but I had a soft spot for shoes. And necklaces. I had , like, three times the size of a normal closet dedicated to shoes! In my closet, I had a section for everything- shoes, Bermudas, short shorts, jeans or pants, leggings, shirts, tank tops, sweaters, swim wear and jewelry. I walked to the swimwear section. There it was! The new lime green polka dotted bikini I had bought! I had to take those. I packed a couple of quick items; shorts, flip flops, some gold jewelry, and cute tank tops. There, I was done packing. Jamaica here I come!

That was when I heard Dan, racing towards my room.

Dan's POV

My closet was like half the size of Amy's, so it was only a matter of minutes before I finished packing. That was when I found the picture_ Amy and Ian, holding hands, looking in each other's eyes. Gross! Amy owed me a BIG explanation for this. Like, seriously? My sister was a dork, no doubt about that but this has to be the dorkiest thing she has ever done. When did this even happen? "Amy!" I yelled, "Open the door, pronto!" She opened the door, looking at me like I was some crazy lunatic. "What is it, dweeb?" she asked me. She could tell something was wrong from my expression. "I wouldn't be talking, sisterus dorkus," I said as I showed her the picture. She tried to snatch the picture away from me. Her protests went something like this: "Give it to me! Oh my gosh!", "That's mine!",Give me it you dweeb!" But I didn't hand it over. "This is going to dad," I said in reply to all her protests.

***I love cliff hangers! This is my first story so please bear with me. Again, I don't own the 39 clues books or any of the locations or characters. The only thing I own is the idea for this story. Please review. I will post the next chapter as soon as I can. This whole story is rated T for kissing scenes but not this chapter. Review and enjoy!***