"Amy. Don't worry about it. They'll all keep their promises. Loosen up and have a little fun! "Dan said to Amy, sitting to his right on the airplane. She had a deathly grip on the hand rest; her knuckles were turning white.

"I know, Dan. They've just betrayed us so many times. It's hard to trust them." Amy said back to Dan, glancing at him. "You never know when they're going to try and cheat us out of something."

"Like I said, loosen up. Don't worry about it." Dan said back to Amy.

"I hope we decoded the message right. What if this isn't where we're supposed to be going?" Amy shakily replied to a very calm Dan.

"Hey, Dan, look! We got a letter!" Amy said to Dan. "Or, at least, we all got one big letter."

"Let me see it! Who is it from?" Dan said back to Amy.

"Fiske. I don't know what he wants though. Here, you take a look at it." said Amy.

Clue Hunters,

Come redeem in satisfying the open relatives- even delusional expertise; no Tomas occasion rivals.

It lies within.

Fiske

"It lies within. That's got to mean something." Dan said to Amy.

"Maybe it's one of those number things again?" Amy suggested.

"No. I got it. I know where were going. See you later, England." Dan said back to Amy, with a small grin on his face.

Amy and Dan both shared looks. They knew what each other were thinking.

Natalie Kabra had worn the same outfit three times. Of course, to most people, this wouldn't be a big deal. To Natalie, however, wearing her blue Phillip Harlan dress three times was a complete and utter outrage.

"Ian! When will we get there! I need new clothes!" Natalie whined to Ian. "Ian. Ian! Earth to Ian!"

"W-what? What do you need, Natalie? I was peacefully napping, you know." Ian groggily snapped to his sister. Natalie looked around to see if anyone was listening to their conversation.

"How do you know we can trust Amy and Dan? I mean, other than their last name, how do we even know they're a Cahill?" Natalie whispered to Ian.

"I think we can trust them. I mean, they did find the 39th clue. Mum would be very mad if we didn't get them all." Ian said to Natalie. They sure did hope that they'd made the right decision. After all, they were flying in their jet. Not like it would really put any kind of a dent into how much money they had.

"Hey, Amy. You look really bored. I hope you aren't thinking about you-know-who because you-know-who is sitting right behind us." Dan said, teasing his sister. Amy just shrugged. He shoulders were drooping; a sure sign Amy was unhappy, very tired, or both.

"C'mon Amy. We found all the 39 clues. We've hopefully created peace between the branches. How could you possibly be sad?" Dan said to his sister.

"I don't know. It's just… we've completed the quest our parents died trying to complete. You wonder what would have happened," Amy chocked back a flood of tears," if they were here. Would this hunt have been less deadly? Would we have died if they were here? You just don't really know." Amy told Dan. She rested her head onto his shoulder and lightly drifted off to sleep.

"Great. Just great. I've got a sleeping girl lying on my shoulders and I can't do anything. Hamilton! Can I have some help!" Dan cried out.

"Sure thing. Give me a moment." Hamilton was getting out of his seat on the plane. He come over and set Amy on the other side of the seat.

"Thanks, Ham." Dan said.

If you had really listened, you could have heard Ian give a small grumble. Since Korea, he had been thinking about if it really was a good idea to leave Amy, Dan, and Alistair for dead in a cave.

"Ian. Do you know how mad mother would be if she heard about this?" Natalie asked Ian.

"She wouldn't be too mad. We're just going to meet up with someone. She did give us this jet for the hunt." Ian said back to Natalie.

"Not that. I mean you and that peasant who has no idea how to dress herself." Natalie smoothly replied to Ian.

"How do you know I'm thinking about her?" Ian replied back to Natalie.

"Just the fact that you were sending daggers with your eyes to Hamilton when he was holding her. That's enough to tell; a girl knows." Natalie said, gazing at her fingernails.

"So?" Ian weakly responded, "So what if I like her?"

"Mum is going to hear about this." Natalie said, now painting her nails electric blue.

"Like those Americans would say, whatever." Ian said, now talking to himself. He picked up his halfway finished book, The Art of Poisons. "If only I could gain back her trust." Ian whispered to himself.

"Are you sure we are ready?" Fiske asked.

" I'm sure. We could never be more ready. Not only are we ready, but we have to be ready." McIntyre told Fiske.

"Do you know what we are dealing with? What's at stake?" Fiske questioned McIntyre

"I know what we're dealing with: cheating Lucians, scheming Ekats, impatient Tomas, and fame-seeking Janus. The world is at stake with this meeting." said McIntyre.

"Are you sure they will figure out where our location is? I mean, we couldn't have just told them?" said Fiske.

"Yes. I am sure. This will work, I am sure of it." McIntyre said.

"Okay, all dudes and dudettes back there, fasten your seatbelt. We're getting ready to land!" Nellie boomed over the intercom. She insisted on flying the plane.

"But Nellie! Can't we…" Madison was whining until Nellie interrupted her.

"And don't any of you think about skydiving out of the plane. That includes you, Holts." You could hear whining come from the Holt's seats.

Next to Dan, you could see a stirring Amy. She was waking up from a very long nap, muttering things like "Have to get out" and "You aren't forgiven".

"Amy. Amy. Amy! Wake up! We're almost there!" Dan was waking Amy up while violently shaking her.

"I'm up Dan, I'm up. We're almost there?" Amy said.

"Actually, we just touched down. Lets get our stuff." Dan said to Amy. They pulled out their bags from beneath the seats. Dan pulled out Nellie's bag from the overhead. Not being strong enough, Dan had it fall on top of him. He knocked over Amy. They burst out into a fit of giggles.

"Are you guys alright?" Ian asked, offering them both his hand.

"Yeah, we're good." Dan responded, ignoring Ian's hand. He got up and then helped Amy. They grabbed their bags and went to the front of the plane.

"Alright, all you Cahills. It's 29° Celsius outside, partly sunny with a thirty percent chance of rain. " Nellie opened the door to the airplane. "Welcome to…"

"Hello, Miss Gomez. I hope you enjoyed your flight."

A/N This is my first contest piece. If you can figure out where they are, you get virtual cookies. If you guess who the mystery person is, you get some milk to go along with it.

Katie