HATE

If only I could talk to Natalie right now, she could help me... Ian thought as he rewinds the memories of the clue hunt. There is really something unusual with Evan's eyes. Something not right with it.

"Miss, tell the whole family to gather up in the dining hall within thirty minutes." Ordered Ian in one of those pokerfaced-maid he just passed by.

Since when did Fiske need a maid? Ian has no idea. But clearly he was thankful that someone in this whole lot of mess situation/family, there is someone who can be ordered.

"But sir, the kitchen is not prepared." Said the maid monotonously.

"Just tell the Cahills. I will inform the kitchen on my way."

Whoa that was kind. Weird. Ian thought. Never in his whole life did he take a maid's job. Never.

The maid just nodded and hurriedly went to do her work.

Ian on the other hand went on the opposite way towards the kitchen.

As he walk soundlessly on the tiled floor, he brought his mind back on those eyes. He can't be wrong. He had seen those eyes. His eyes once locked with those eyes. And he was certain that all of those happened during the clue hunt.

He was almost halfway when he heard a voice coming from a room. Two doors before the kitchen door. Who could that be?

Being curious as always, he tiptoed toward the door, which is ajar by the way, and neared his ears to eavesdrop.

When...

He gasped. Someone's hand covered his mouth from behind.

He was sure that made a sound because someone from the inside got up and was already heading for the door.

Only seconds and he will be caught with someone whom he still doesn't know.

He turned to face the owner of the hand.

It was Hamilton.

They didn't have time to insult each other so they hide in the nearest wall.

They both peek to see who will come out. But no one did. The door just closed.

"Who could that be?" Hamilton wondered and went to walk away. Not even bothering to say sorry for that 'surprise-covering-of-mouth' he had just done with Ian.

"Hamilton!" Ian hissed. And shot a murderous glare towards Hamilton back.

Hamilton stopped walking.

"What?" Hamilton asked innocently.

"Well, I would've known the answer to your question, if you just didn't butted into the situation."

Hamilton faced him and walked towards him.

"Well, you wouldn't tell me anyway if you knew"

"Ofcourse. Never trust a dolt."

Hamilton was about to lunged at him and smack the hell out of Ian. But he stopped himself. He knew it will do nothing good.

"Ian, do you ever trust someone in your life?" Hamilton asked.

"Why are you asking?"

"Because, you know, few people can be trusted. Not just yourself nor your sister." With that he turned and started walking again.

Ian was left. Like always, he's always the bad one.

He never felt depressed in his whole life. Except now. Everything bad he had done was haunting him. His conscience.

He wanted to change. He really wanted. But with all this atmosphere and tension and depression that he is experiencing now, he doubt that he CAN.

He stood there for a moment. Thinking about everything.

And then he walked towards the kitchen. He remembered that he was about to inform the kitchen. Maybe starting with doing something small can lead you back to greater things, even with informing the kitchen. He thought.

"Evan.." Amy said as Evan continued to hug him for like hours. Her back and arms were really starting to feel awkward with this everlasting hug moment.

"Amyyy" Evan said as he kissed her on her forehead.

Amy looked up and saw him looking down at her, smiling.

Fis nally, he loosened their hug and move away for a moment.

Amy was confused, he hugged her and now he back away and turned back for no reason.

"I've found something." His voice was straight and flat. He's damn serious.

Amy's mind raced as she thought of things that could make Evan's voice like that.

Had he discovered about Ian and I on the clue hunt? Please make it not that.

Finally, Evan faced him again and looked at him intently.

Amy couldn't take it, she started to cry and turn back. She was certain that he discovered it. Her life was more screwed.

"Why are you crying Ames?" Evan hugged her from behind. His breath hot on her ears.

"I'm sorry" She sobbed.

"For what? I was just joking."

Amy stopped crying to look at him. Evan was really a troll sometimes.

"Then why are you being like that?"

"I said i've found something."

Amy looked away. "What?"

"I tracked vesper one."

They then broke into a hug again.

"Don't forget to name your first child after me, Amy and Evan. " It was Dan. But unlike how he said on Korea. This one was much more ... emotionless.

"Dan!" Amy gasped and quickly broke their hug.

"Dining hall." He said and walked off quickly.

"What's wrong with Dan?" Evan asked.

"I don't know." Amy just said. Because even she, didn't know the true cause of Dan's attitude.

Serum. Serum. Serum.

Just one word that can consume all of dan's mind.

It had been for days. Weeks maybe.

Days of thinking and searching for it.

Stop it Dan.

He told to himself. Not with Cahills surrounding him. Not with Amy. And NOT inside Grace's Mansion.

"Dan, I have to tell you something later." Hamilton said as he passed him on the table and went to join the other holts.

Dan didn't bother to ask why. Cahills are full of secrets. Thinking of it would be... worthless. So it's better to wait.

They all eat first. No one spoke for the whole time. Only the sounds of the utensils can be heard, and eisenhower's eating manners.

The table was full of tension.

Maybe all of this is good. Since when did all the branches go for a meal together? 500 years ago?

If Gideon's wife was here, Dan was sure that she'll be happy.

Ian stood up.

"Okay, fellow Cahills. This is my first time to lead other Cahills. I know you all hated Lucians,"

Everyone looked uncomfortable by what he said.

"especially me. But now I am looking forward for cooperation"

Eisenhower looked away, like this talk was never going to happen for real.

"and trust."

With that, everybody sighed.

Is that that hard? Ian hated the fact that it is.

"Now, I've come up with ideas. I've already showed it to someone actually ... and I think it is fine."

"yo couz, it isn't me so who did you show it too?"

Ian raised an eyebrow at Jonah. He's really a overfriendly type f person that even his pride didn't matters.

"To amy..." He answered as he look for pieces of paper on his notebook.

Silence.

"Okay this is it. As I've heard, Evan tracked Vesper one." Ian looked at Evan.

"Well done for that. With that, we had a chance to get some information."

"But we got another phone " Sinead supplied Ian.

"But that is the problem. We got another phone. Show it to them Sinead."

Sinead raised a phone similar to the old vesper phone. But this one was much more complicated. Like bigger screen.

"And this one is coming from Vesper two. As what it said."

"What should we do then?" Eisenhower coughed.

"Wait, there is more. They want cahill to go to some places."

"Who?" Cora spoke for the first time.

"They don't want anybody particularly so I think it's better if we assigned everybody to work. Like the ones who should go. The ones who need to be in the control room. And the ones who need to back up. We need to be careful this time."

"So as a leader, I've grouped everybody. But this will just be official with everyone's decision."

"Tell it now." Cora spoke. Feeling so tired with the conversation.

"Okay, so as a leader, I should stay here to see how things are going on. With Evan and Sinead as always and Ted too. And the others... will be going. As back up and those who will do the mission."

"So it's just basically like before?" Dan asked.

Ian thought. Nothing changed. His idea was useless.

"I thought it would be a new one." Hamilton mumbled.

"Wrong choice" Jonah said.

"Okay stop. I just didn't figured it out that fast. But if you don't like that, let's change it. We can vote again. Or we could group ourselves!" Ian yelled.

"I think Ian, you should leave it to me. I'm better when it comes to things like that. You know, cooperation, we have that in our family. " Eisenhower spoke.

"I'll join him with that, with Janus skills, it would become great." Cora added.

"Okay, then I'd say, we should leave it to them? " He looked at everybody. No one seemed to disagree with the decision.

"Let's wait for tomorrow." Ian said dismissively.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE 39 CLUES.