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A/N: Here's the update! Aren't you guys happy that I finally updated? I am so sorry for not updating! Really! So, this chapter is extra long to make up for it. Please don't kill me… Ah, whatever. Enjoy!

Natalie POV.

But I was still going to lose my sanity. I was sure of that. It was just a matter of time.

Stepping into the limousine, Ian, Amy, and Daniel were sitting at the back, a chauffeur driving the limo. "Hello Ian," I greeted, "hello pea-Amy." "Good afternoon, Daniel."

"It's Dan, Cobra."

"It's Kabra, not Cobra. Get your facts right."

"Did I stutter?"

"Why, of course you didn't. I vaguely heard you call me Cobra, but I'm sure I must have been mistaken, mustn't I."

"I never thought you would ever wear a disposable mask like a common peasant."

"Well, I was desperate because I was going to have to breathe the same air as you. I'll get an oxygen mask as soon as possible."

Ian and Amy were trying very, very hard not to laugh, which was irritating but not as irritating as Daniel. What the hell was the joke? I didn't get it. This was so stupid.

I glared at them.

*****"You're a thief!""Not a thief, Amy. A Lucian." Amy Cahill and Ian Kabra, the 39 clues. *****

"Really?" I beamed happily.

"Yes, really. Apparently, you staying in the company-provided apartments are perfectly useless, because Tolliver doesn't even go near them. You can stay with me in the vill-"

"Wait a moment, did you say Tolliver? Tolliver as in Evan Tolliver?" Amy interrupted suddenly.

"Alan?" Ian put in smugly. "Why yes, of course. That is the 'Tolliver' we are talking about. The person who owns the café is called Jason Tolliver."

Amy's eyes darkened with worry.

"Man, I knew it! I just KNEW it. Evan was a Vesp!" Daniel screeched loudly.

I shot daggers at him with my eyes. Now, my ears were practically bleeding. However, I did know that Alan was a Vesper. It was blatantly, undeniably, obvious.

Amy glared at her brother. He had just insulted her boyfriend. What did you expect?

Ian smirked. He had always been 110% sure that Alan was a Vesper. I mean, with the name Tolliver… it sounded kind of… Vesper-ish

"Well love, as Natalie and I have gathered from"

"Don't call me love!"

"Don't call my sister love!"

"her conversation between Tolliver and herself, there is a very high chance that he will turn out to be a Vesper. Especially the things he asked Natalie during the so-called assessment he gave her."

Ian played the recording of my assessment for Amy and Daniel to hear, both of them listening eagerly.

When it finished playing, Ian looked at those orphans and said gravely, "and that is why we suspect that he is a Vesper."

Daniel snorted. "Which Vesper would deliberately say things like that to draw attention to himself like that during an assessment? If Natalie happened to be a Cahill-which she is- she would, like, totally know what was going on. And if she just so happened to be a Cahill and a Lucian-which she also is-chances are that she would be able to cover it up pretty well!"

Ian and I smirked for about only the twentieth time today.

"Why, thank you Daniel."

"Coming from you, that was an absolute compliment."

"Hey, hey ,hey!" Daniel shouted indignantly. "All I meant was that Lucians are good at acting and manipulating, the works! First of all, it was definitely not a compliment. Second, it is Dan. Not Daniel."

"Lucians get better at lying, not acting. Even though we go for acting lessons they are mainly just to teach us to mask and feign emotions and such…" Ian said thoughtfully. "We can pass any lie detector."

"Anyway!" I exclaimed in a phony cheery voice, "that was a really smart observation made by you Daniel." I scrunched up my nose and stressed slightly on the word 'smart', making it sound like an insult rather than a compliment, which was exactly what I had intended to do.

"Dan."

"Whichever, Daniel."

"Dan. D-A-N. DAN."

"Like I was saying, before I was so rudely interrupted," I hissed at Daniel, glaring at him, with one hand on my pocket in immediate reach of my trusty dart gun (you know… the one with sixteen different Lucian poisons…), which he would be well acquainted with if he interrupted me again, "Tolliver would assume that most people think like you do. And if everybody just so happened to think the way you do, they would think that he wasn't a Vesper, which he probably is. And that is exactly what he wants. "

"Come on Dan!" Amy urged, "you've got to admit, Natalie has a point!

"What? What if Tolliver isn't a Vesper and people think like you? Whatever we do will be a wasted effort!"

"What if he is one, and he assumes everyone thinks the way you do? Which will, sooner or later, get them killed?"

"What if he assumes-"

"Stop this right now!" Ian ordered. Amy had a dazed, confused look on her face.

Daniel and I glared at each other haughtily. I whacked him with my purse, hard.

"Ouch! Cobra, that freaking hurt!"

"Natalie!"

"Dan! No swearing!"

"What? I said freaking not effing!"

"Daniel Arthur Cahill!"

*****"Or how you people in the US Provinces say…Bungee!""I believe it is bingo." Natalie Kabra and Alistair Oh, the 39 Clues*****

The next day, when I reached the café, Callie was already there.

"Hey Natalie!"

"Hello Callie!"

"Nice earrings. You wore them yesterday, didn't you?"

I smiled to myself. "Well, yes. My brother gave them to me, and I must admit that they are, in fact, rather lovely."

"Okaaaaaaaaaay," Callie shrugged, dragging the 'a'. "Ready for work?"

Then, I entered my partition and saw Daniel lounging on one of the booths near the glass windows, which had fascinating window moldings on them. I strutted over to him.

"What do you want, Daniel?" I asked sourly.

He didn't bother commenting about the Dan/Daniel thing.

"Oh, no need to act like that." Daniel smiled. I wanted to punch it right off his face. "I want coffee. A large caramel frappe, extra cream and it has to be whipped cream. Remember, extra whipped cream. Extra sugar, less ice. The ice blended into the coffee. Decaffeinated."

I snorted. I could still remember the time during a Cahill reunion, where he had stupidly downed twelve cups of full-caffeine coffee. He wasn't able to sleep for three days straight, tired as he was. Walking around with a massive headache, puffy red eyes, and rather unflattering purple eye bags, resembling a walking zombie whilst he shuffled around the mansion while stuffing his face with some multicolored American candy. Skitties? Something like that. That was the one and only time he begged me to shoot him with my dart gun as there were no sleeping pills in the house (he used them to prank Alan Tolliver.) At least he well and truly learnt his lesson.

A/N: Well, the reason why I have not been updating is because I have been very busy lately. Well, I hope the length makes up for it :D. Also, please leave a review if you liked this update. I feel sad whenever there are no reviews.

I made a deal with someone. In return, I had to dedicate this chapter to that person! So, ReAmSr, this chapter is dedicated to you.

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JesseCPK: I need to complete drafting and planning Mercury Poisoning before the update (did I mention that I adopted your suggestion?) I shall update this as often as I possibly can, at least once per 6 days... And of course Dan is involved! It's a Dan/Natalie story. And the blonde was just dumb. So yeah.

Dream. Love. Smile. : Amy and Dan are in here! Amian? I'm not so sure, the main focus is Danatalie, even though Amian is my favorite pairing of all time! Maybe… It really depends, actually.

amianfreak19: Yep, Blondie was meant to be annoying! Haha, oh and as for Callie… Well you'll find out something about her very soon, and NO, SHE IS NOT A VESPER. She is a (*mumbles something*) you'll find out!

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