A/N: Here's the second part, from Amy's perspective this time. (Disclaimer: Nope, last time I checked, I didn't own The 39 Clues. Let's check again... Nope. Still don't. WAAAHHHH!)

Amy held her breath as the judge opened his mouth to give the verdict.

"Isabel Vesper-Hollingsworth Kabra has been found guilty of two counts of first-degree murder and is hereby sentenced to life in prison without chance of parole."

In the row behind her, Dan, Nellie, and Fiske, she heard Ian and Natalie catch their breath. As for herself, Amy wasn't feeling the rush of relief that she expected. Turning to look at Dan, his eyes asked the same question that was repeating itself over and over in her mind: Did he just say "Vesper?"

Amy was stunned- although frankly, not too surprised. After all, Isabel had to be the coldest, cruelest person she had ever met. And hadn't Fiske described the Vespers in a similar fashion?

Dan's green eyes mirrored the horror in her own as she realized, But we always thought Isabel was a Lucian. Does that mean that the Vespers have already managed to infiltrate our family? And are there more Vespers who've also been able to get into the Cahill family?

She discreetly swept the courtroom with her eyes. Any one of the Cahills in this room could be a Vesper…. Or descended from one.

That meant, Amy knew, that Ian and Natalie were part Vesper, as well. She wondered if they had always known this.

But when she glanced back at the Kabra siblings, she could plainly see that they hadn't known until that very moment. Both of their faces were abnormally pale. Natalie was trying to force a smile at her brother, and Ian was holding her hand and gazing restlessly around the room.

Amy turned back around quickly. She felt deeply sorry for Ian and Natalie. She tried to imagine how she would feel if she suddenly found out that one of her parents had been a Vesper.

I don't think I could handle it, realizing that everything I thought I knew was really a lie. I would probably fall apart….

At that moment, the security guards began leading Isabel out of the room. Amy felt her pulse quicken and her body stiffen as the woman's amber eyes stared at all of the Cahills in the room in turn: the Starlings, the Holts, Jonah and his dad.

At last, her gaze turned to them. Amy was sure her terror was painfully visible on her face. Fiske and Nellie both pretended not to notice Isabel's stare. Beside her, Dan scowled as bravely as he could (but Amy could tell he was nervous; his hands were trembling in his lap).

It was only once Isabel was gone that Amy allowed herself to relax. Justice had been done, she told herself. But would the Vespers seek revenge? And, even together, would we be able to stop them?

The judge's voice came as a welcome interruption to these thoughts. "Court is adjourned."

Immediately, a hum of chatter filled the void that silence had left in the room. Hamilton, Madison, and Reagan began roughhousing, and Amy sighed and tried to force a smile as Dan began singing some made-up version of "Joy to the World" that involved Isabel, plastic surgery, and heart attacks, which Jonah complimented him for.

Amy felt too dazed to join in her brother's laughter, though. And if she felt like this, when Isabel wasn't even related to her- okay, only distantly- she couldn't even begin to imagine how awful Ian and Natalie must feel.

She looked over at the Kabras. Natalie was murmuring something to Ian, who was nodding his head distractedly, looking almost haunted, and staring in Amy's direction.

That miserable look on his face did it. It wasn't that Amy particularly liked Ian (at least, not anymore, she thought), but if the Cahills were all going to make a fresh start, then she needed to put forth some effort. She stood up, gesturing for Dan and Nellie to follow her, and began making her way over to Natalie and Ian.

It was as she stopped right in front of the two that Amy realized that she didn't quite know the right thing to say. So she made herself smile kindly at them and said, "Your mom's in jail now. I bet it feels good, right?"

Of course not, she thought to herself. They aren't idiots. They know Isabel is a Vesper.

Dan interjected, "Dumb question. Of course it does."

Amy was rather glad for her brother's interruption. It seemed to alleviate a bit of the tension in the air around them.

Natalie answered Amy's question. "It is a relief. We can live our own lives now."

Amy smiled. Natalie, at least, seemed willing to make an effort, as well. She held out her hand to shake the younger girl's and said, "And no more fighting."

Natalie looked a bit hesitant, as if she were wondering how long it had been since Amy had washed her hands, but at last, she reached out and shook her hand. "Yes. No more."

Ignoring Dan's indignant "don't turn into a love alien again" look, Amy kept her hand outstretched invitingly to Ian. But unlike his sister, he ignored it, turning his face away from the Cahills. He still looked very troubled.

Amy shrugged it off, withdrawing her hand again. "Well," she said, "I, uh, guess we'll see you around sometime."

"Bye," added Dan, and he, his sister, and Nellie walked off to rejoin Fiske.

It wasn't until the four were sitting around the dinner table that night that Ian's reaction made any sort of sense to Amy.

It's just like when he and Natalie didn't trust themselves around the master serum, she thought. Maybe, once he realized he was part Vesper, he thought- I don't know- he might want to distance himself from the other Cahills or something.

She looked up from her plate. Dan was talking animatedly to Nellie and Fiske about some new ninja video game that was coming out in a few months. Amy rolled her eyes and looked back down again.

But if that's really what he thinks, that isn't right. It's just like what Dan and I thought when we found out we were Madrigals- back when we thought they were evil. We knew that, even if our branch was supposedly bad, we could be different. Even if the rest of them were wicked, we didn't have to be that way. We controlled our own actions.

Amy silently finished her meal, then went up to her room and took out paper and pen. Maybe Ian and Natalie could care less about what she, ordinary Amy Cahill, had to say. Or maybe it might actually make a difference to them. There was only one way to find out.

A/N: Hope you liked it! I'm thinking about maybe writing two or more chapters since I have a sort of idea. So what do all of you think? Review- CC welcome! :)

~Lily