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Hey guys! I started this immediately after I posted the first chapter but I only type when I'm home alone other wise I have parents and little brother and little brother's friends watching me.
Guess what? I don't own the 39 Clues! Didn't see that coming did you?
If you don't remember the whole story is Ian's POV
Seven o'clock is there in a flash. The Cahills have gathered for the attack.
"Okay, Cahills! The time is near! The time that we will take down the Vespers! Or at least the majority of them!" Fiske says excitedly.
Cheers echo throughout the crowd.
When the crowd calms down Fiske continues. "Everybody listen closely! We are going to split you into groups of two so we can keep track of the injuries more easily. Listen for your name to know who you'll be partnered with."
Fiske reads off names from his computer.
"Natalie Kabra and Dan Cahill."
"No!" Dan and Natalie both yell.
Fiske ignores them and continues reading.
"Ian Kabra and Amy Cahill."
Ian grins. This is good. Now he can protect Amy. Keep her safe.
Natalie looks at Ian and smirks. "Well looks like we both got Cahill partners."
"Yeah." Ian says, only half listening.
"At least you like Amy."
"Dan can't be that bad."
"Still… if he gets hurt I'm not helping him."
"Natalie! At least try to be nice!"
Natalie nods but for some reason, Ian doesn't believe her…
After Fiske finishes reading of the list everyone finds their partners.
"Hello, love" Ian whispers in Amy's ear.
Amy jumps. "I-Ian! Do I really have to ask you again? Don't call me love!"
"Love, love, love, love, love" Ian teases.
Amy shakes her head. "I give up!"
"Good because we're partners."
"I know that. Fiske so did that on purpose."
"Remind me to thank him later."
Amy looks at Ian suspiciously. "What?"
"I need to thank your uncle for pairing us together."
"Why?"
"Because, love."
"Because?"
"Because you like me."
"Do not."
"Do too."
They continue like this for a while until Dan comes over to them.
"Help! Natalie has her dart gun!" Dan said.
"Natalie!" Ian scolds. "What did I tell you? Be nice!"
"Why? Just because you have a crush on Amy doesn't mean you have to protect her brother!" Natalie says.
Dan and Amy's eyes widen at that.
"Yes, Natalie!" Ian says. "It kind of does!"
Natalie smirks. Only then does Ian realize what Natalie has just done.
He blushes and risks a look at Amy who is standing there in shock and Dan next to her looking disgusted.
"Well… I'm going to leave you guys to sort out Ian's weirdness…" He says backing away, Natalie following with her gun.
"Natalie!" Ian says. But she's already gone.
"S-so…" Amy stutters, snapping out of her confusion.
"Yep…"
"So is w-what Natalie said… t-true? D-do you r-r-really-" She stops talking when Fiske got back on stage.
"So, now that we all have our partners we are ready to go. We will be traveling by helicopter. Each team will be assigned a helicopter. The estimated travel time is about an hour and a half. The location of the stronghold will remain confidential. When we all arrive we will get our weapons together and on the count of three we will burst in. Got it?"
"Got it!" rings through the crowd.
It takes almost no time at all to get everyone into the helicopters. They are really small so only two people in each. Yeah, there are millions of the things.
What kind of helicopters are these? Ian thinks. All the ones I've ever seen are really loud and huge. These are tiny and almost silent…
Ian doesn't like the silence. It's too awkward being alone in the silence with Amy. She's trying to stand as far from Ian as possible (though in the small space it wasn't very far). Why is she scared of him? Okay she has lots of reasons to be afraid but within the next ninety minutes she'll have to learn to trust him. Their lives may depend on it.
"So…" Ian says, attempting to start a conversation. After an hour the silence is getting unbearable.
"S-so?"
"H-how have you and Dan been?" Epic fail, Ian!
"I-I-I-Ian? Did y-you j-j-just st-stutter?"
"I suppose."
"Since w-when do you stutter?" She says less nervously.
"Well, I guess it's just nerves."
"Why are you nervous?"
"Well three reasons, mostly. For one thing Natalie and Dan are probably ripping each other's throats out as we speak."
Amy smiles. Does she think that he's joking? That's a real danger…
"And another thing the whole Vesper thing. We're going to lose a lot of fighters. That's inevitable. What if one of them is you?" he said. "Or me or Natalie or Dan?" He added.
Amy looks scared now. Ian feels bad that he's worried her.
Ian put's his arm around her. He wants to tell her not to worry. That everyone will be okay. But he can't lie to her.
"What's the third reason?" Amy asks after a while.
Ian whispers in her ear, "We're alone. And right now I want to kiss you more than anything."
Ian wraps his arms around her waist and kisses her before she can say anything. Amy's shocked at first but then she kisses back, her hands tangling in Ian's hair.
When they break apart for air, because unfortunately they can't survive without it, they're both smiling and blushing like idiots.
The last fifteen minutes of the flight are silent but not in a way that would drive them insane. When they land Amy grabs Ian's hand. She's scared. Ian is too. They find Dan and Natalie who, other than the fact that they're glaring at each other, seem to have had a non-violent ride.
When they see Ian and Amy holding hands Natalie smirks and Dan looks back and forth from Ian to Amy, curiously.
"Well what happened here?" Dan asks raising his eyebrow.
"None of your business." Amy tells him.
"You're my sister! It is too my business! What did the Cobra do to you?"
"Again, none of your business."
"Why can't you tell me?" Dan asks, smirking. "What's so bad that you can't tell your brother?"
They do one of their telepathic message things for a while.
"By the way, you're welcome." Natalie whispers to Ian.
"DAN! What is wrong with you?" Amy yells.
"Can I take that as a yes?" he asks.
"No!"
Ian isn't sure what he was talking about. He doesn't want to know.
"Guys, we're going to start soon." Ian says. "We better… you know get ready."
"Right" they agree.
"And don't worry. I'll be good to her." He whispers to Dan who glares at him.
"You better." Dan threatens.
The helicopters landed right in front of an office building. Apparently that's the stronghold. Ian looks at his watch. There's one minute left.
He walks over to Natalie. "Hey, be careful out there okay?"
"I will… you too? Don't do anything too stupid."
"Why would I do anything stupid?"
"To protect Amy. Don't kill yourself trying to keep her safe."
Suddenly Natalie wraps her arms around her brother, hugging him.
"So you'll put your own life before Amy's?" She asks.
"I'll try but I'm not making any promises."
Ian looks over to see Dan and Amy hugging for what could, for all they know, be the last time.
To Ian's surprise, when Dan finishes talking to Amy he walks over to him.
"Ian, promise me you won't let my sister die." Dan whispers with a pleading look in his eye.
"Of course. As long as I'm still living I won't allow anything to hurt her."
"Promise?"
"Since when do you take my word?"
"Please, just promise."
"I promise, Dan."
"Thanks… I'll keep Natalie safe too."
"Thanks."
When they finish their conversation they look up to see Amy and Natalie watching them curiously.
"Cahills!" Fiske says, "Get with your partners! The time has come!"
Ian grabs Amy's hand. "Ready?"
She nods but the look on her face says that she's terrified.
"Hey, look, love I'll do everything in my power to keep you safe. Don't worry too much."
"That's what I'm worried about, Ian! You'd give your life for me! I don't want you to die."
"You sound like Natalie."
"Ian, please-"
"On the count of three!" Fiske says. "One!"
"One!" echoes the crowd
"Two!"
"Two!"
"THREE!"
Ian grabs Amy and kisses her, quickly, one last time before going in.
Everyone is running in like stampeding elephants. In all the chaos Ian can barely hear the sirens going off throughout the stronghold. But the red lights are clear as day.
"CAHILLS ATTACK! CAHILLS ATTACK! CODE RED! CODE RED!" scream the speakers.
Immediately Vespers start running out of rooms, down stairs and out of elevators, with guns and knives.
In all the chaos Amy and Ian get separated.
"AMY!" Ian yells. "AMY, WHERE ARE YOU?"
Then he hears a scream from the back of the crowd.
"AMY!" Ian runs toward the back, kicking, punching or shooting anyone in the way.
"AMY?"
Then he sees her, backed into a corner by a Vesper who's somehow disarmed her. She's kicking and punching at him but he dodges.
Then she hits him. But not before he can plant a knife in her chest.
"AMY, NO!" Ian screamed.
He runs toward where she's fallen. The Vesper guy stands back up and gets in between Ian and Amy.
"Out of my way." Ian growls.
The Vesper laughs. "Sure. And then I'll go get our clues and let you have those. How stupid do you think I am kid?"
"I said, get out of my way." Ian warns.
"Why? It's too late to save your little girlfriend. She's good as dead."
"I. Said. GETTHE HELL OUT OF MY WAY!" Ian yelled, kicking the guy where if hurts.
The Vesper doubles over and Ian shoots him in the back of the neck with a slow-killing poison dart and yells "TAKE THAT YOU SON OF A BITCH!" and runs over to Amy.
"Amy?" Ian whispers tears stinging his eyes.
"Ian?" She asks, her voice barely a whisper.
"Love, don't die. You can't."
"It's too late, Ian. I'm sorry. I've failed."
"No you haven't, love. You did well."
"It's okay. There's nothing you can do for me now. Go, please."
"Amy…" Ian said, tears streaming down his face.
"Ian, don't worry. It'll be okay."
"Amy, I love you."
"Love you too, Ian."
With the last of her strength, Amy smiled at him. She took one last breath and her body went still.
Ian sat there for – seconds? Hours? Years? – It didn't matter. Nothing mattered. Ian closed Amy's eyes, sobbing.
After a minute Ian hears a Vesper coming up behind him. Probably with a knife. Probably going to kill him. Ian doesn't care. Let him die. Nothing matters anymore.
The love of his life is dead.
Okay! I know you hate me! But read the next chapter! Please don't stop reading because you hate me! You will forever regret it if you don't read it!
BTW Sorry about Ian's language… I changed it to T because of that but remember the guy just killed the love of his life! Imagine if someone just killed someone you love. I think you'd say something!