A/N: Remember, I don't own the 39 Clues! The only part of this story that is mine is the plot!

Today was exactly two years after we had gotten the first clue for the hunt, the same day as Grace's funeral. Grace. thinking that word always made me sad. I tried to remember her, I missed her so much. I closed my eyes just as the boat was submerged into darkness. We had entered a tunnel traveling between Alaska and Russia. We were looking for the final clue. I heard the purr of another, bigger boat behind us. I was sure it was the Kabras, anyways, I had to talk to Ian about something.

After a half an hour, I saw light ahead. The boat approached the end of the tunnel. Soon, it was light again. When we got back out to the sea, I climbed onto the Kabra's boat. I was very nervous, as always, to see Ian. I knew that he liked me, but I wasn't sure I liked him. We were sixteen now, and I had still never had a boyfriend. Well, how could I have, with all this 39 Clues madness. It was bad enough we dragged Nellie into this.

"Hi" Ian said as I walked up to him.

"Hi" I replied.

"Did you need something?" he asked.

"I wanted to make a deal."

"What kind of deal?"

"Whoever gets all the clues and creates whatever all the ingredients make WILL NOT use it for evil, agreed?"

"Agreed. But, I'm not sure Natalie will."

"Please at least try to get her to."

"I will."

I turned to walk away.

"Amy, wait-"

He grabbed my hand. I turned around again, towards him. Then...

He kissed me. I was stiff in shock, then I loosened up. At first I didn't like it. But, he was being so sweet-

There was a flash and suddenly I was standing next to Dan in the room where we had seen the video of Grace. That was way back when we first accepted the challenge of the 39 Clues. The screen came down and we saw the video again. Somehow, me and Ian had been sent back in time! at least, I assumed that Ian had.

I turned to Dan. He was just as teary-eyed at seeing the video of grace as I had been the first time. When the screen went back up, he looked at me and asked if we should accept the challenge.

"Dan!" I said. "What is going on!?"

"What do you mean? We're at Grace's funeral."

"I mean, how did we get here?"

"In a car."

"No, I mean…"

A/N: I know it was a short chapter, but I will only udate after 10 reviews! Dramatic of me, I know.