A/N: Chapter 4 is here! YAAAY! This chapter will have more fluffiness, for those who want it. And, finally, Amian will reign!

Disclaimer:

Me: Ummm Sinead!

Sinead: Yeah?

Me: Do the disclaimer!

Sinead: Well, I'm not really up for it, maybe la-

Me: I'll make Hamilton stop liking Amy and fall in love with you!

Sinead: !

Me: Translation: Amycahillfan101 does not own the 39 clues or Crayola.

Author's POV

The young Cahills went up to their rooms. This is how they were arranged: Amy/Sinead, Ian/Hamilton, Phoenix/Dan, Reagan/Madison/ Natalie, and Ned/Ted/Jonah

Amy's POV

Even after I went up to my room with Sinead, I saw the flashbacks. My mom going back into the flames. The man telling me that my parents were dead. Dan crying. Alistair covered in wet clothes. Irina falling into the caved in ceiling. Fire was everywhere in the clue hunt.

"Amy, are you all right?" Sinead sounded worried. I nodded, shaking away the flashbacks. "Yeah, I kinda freaked out for a second."

"Kind of like me when the cave was collapsing in the gauntlet," Sinead agreed. Then I remembered.

"Hey, what were you trying to tell me in the kitchen?" Sinead blushed and looked down.

"Well, Hamilton was blushing when he messed up Ned and Ted's names, so I think he may like me back. Or, possibly, he likes you." I shook my head.

"No way, Hamilton does not have a crush on me!"

"Alright, then Ian does. And you like him back." Now I was blushing furiously.

"N-no I d-don't!" My comeback sounded weak even to my own ears.

Sinead grinned and threw a pillow over at me, which I easily dodged. We both laughed, not even caring about the possibly deadly previous event.

Ian's POV

I slowly sat upon my bed, deep in thought. As a Lucian, I knew strategy, and I could tell that the fire was purposeful. But why? And who planned it?

"Whatcha thinking about?" Hamilton sat on the other side of my bed, a quizzical expression on his face.

I glanced up at him. "I was thinking about how quick you were to react to the fire. Good job," I lied. Hamilton nodded.

"So, who do you like in the clue hunt?" I asked, changing the subject. His ears turned red, and he spluttered a bit. "Wha- uh- no one!"

I raised an eyebrow. "Ok, if you're not willing to tell me, I'll tell you who I like so that you'll trust me. I like Amy."

Hamilton's eyes widened a bit. A ha! I thought. "You like her too, don't you?" He nodded slowly.

"Well, you can't have her because Amy is mine. You hear me? MINE!"

"Ok, ok! Jeez, man!" Hamilton backed away a bit. "So if you get Amy, who should I…?"

"Sinead," I said without hesitation. "Her age is close, she's pretty, smart. Honestly, she's your best bet."

"Yeah, but she doesn't like me!" He stupidly added. Wow, and they ask us why we call them Dolts.

"I'll tell you what," I started, "You ask Sinead on a date, and if she doesn't like you, I'll let you *gulp* have Amy."

"When should I ask her out?"

"Tomorrow. But first off, let me give you some clothing advice. Seriously, you got to stop it with the purple…"

Phoenix's POV

So far, the reunion's been a blast. We fought; the table was set on fire… what could be better! I moaned and flopped on my bed. I really shouldn't have come…

Dan trailed in after me, a dark expression on his face. I already knew what was up.

"Dan, it wasn't your fault." He looked up at me.

"I know." Now I was confused. Dan suddenly broke into a grin.

"Can you keep a secret?" He asked, leaning in. I nodded, and he whispered to me, "The fire was staged." My head snapped back.

"Wha- why?"

"Fiske told me and Nellie what to do. He used it as a 'bonding' activity."

"Wait, but someone could have actually gotten hurt!"

"No, he had a plan set just in case the fire spread, but instead, Hamilton stepped in." I shook my head. I would never understand these crazy Cahills.

Madison's POV

I was the last in the room, and I slammed the door. I wasn't able to finish my wings because of that stupid fire! And they were good too…

Natalie sat on her bed, already picking out tomorrows outfit. Was that… how many suitcases did that girl bring!

"Well that was weird," Reagan mumbled. "I mean, really, don't you think that that whole event was kinda fishy?"

Now that I thought about it, why did Nellie choose that dessert of all desserts, the one that you set on fire? And why did Dan choose right then to yell? Coincidence? Or not?

"Well, I'm not going to stress about it," Natalie declared. "I'm going to go ahead and get my beauty sleep." With that, she laid down and fell asleep.

I suddenly forgot about the previous events. "Hey, Reagan, do you have any markers?"

My twin sister flashed me a smile and pulled out a Crayola marker box. "Way ahead of you, sis!"

Ned's POV

I was confused. And a Starling is never confused.

During the incident, I was looking at Fiske, and I swear that for a split second… he smirked. What was that all about?

Ted came bounding into the room. "Hey, do either of you know what the heck happened down there," he asked, pointing at Jonah and I. I shook my head, and Jonah did the same.

Jonah stood up. "You know what, dawgs? We should just chill and forget about it, like my man Fiske said." Ted nodded, but I was hesitant.

Jonah curled up onto his bed, and was immediately snoring. Ted did the same. I tried to sleep, but whenever I closed my eyes, I saw the cave collapsing again. I wonder if this is how Dan feels with fire.

A/N: And day 1 of 7 of the Cahill Reunion ends. Shorter than my usual, but then again, I expected it. Hope you liked it! Like I said, this is my first fanfic, and I still haven't exactly completely caught on to it. Next chapter, Fiske had another event in store, and Hamilton asks Sinead out!

Sinead: Really? *Hyperventilates*

Me: Sinead, calm down! It's just one date!

Sinead: I'VE GOTTA FIND OUT WHAT TO WEAR! (Runs out of the room)

Me: …