I almost messed up real bad guys! I was reading a PJO fic and it mentioned Janus and I was like "39 CLUES!" Then when I finished it, I realized that it meant the two-face guy not the branch... -_-" I feel dumb. Or maybe just over-obsessive. XD Wait, is there such a thing as too much over obsessiveness?

Readers: Nah, that's a fangirl.

Me: Oh, why thank you!

Anyways, here's the answer for the truth, truth, lie thing last chapter.

Truth: I have a shirt that reads, "It's all fun and games until... someone gets killed by a ninja!" (I got it a ACon years ago! XD)

Truth: I did have a dream where a giant bat tried to kill me, I turned into a superhero anime-style, and the giant bat's weakness was a tiny island on its head that a scientist that looked suspiciously like Dexter off of Dexter's Labratory told me. (I blame 4Kids airing Tokyo Mew Mew when I was little.)

Lie: I have not blown up a microwave oven... YET. :D

Readers: Now what do you say? *glares*

Me: What? *innocent puppy eyes*

Readers: You know what!

Me: Fine. *sigh* I, Leah Sora-Parker, do NOT own the 39 Clues in any way, shape, or form... except my own fanfiction!

Readers: Not that!

Me: WHAT?! I OWN THE-

Readers: NO, you don't... but you're still forgetting something!

Me: I repeat, What?

Readers: The sllllllllooooooooooowwwwwww update?

Me: Oh, well, my computer broke and I'm typing this at my local library on the library's computers. I haven't been able to come up here lately since it's only open 8-12, 1-5. I usually sleep till 3 and my mom is usually doesn't get home till around 3:30-4 so... I'm lazy and sleep in and I don't have a car to take me up here. But I made it up here today, so that's what counts! Onward! :D

Ian Kabra was lazing around his room, not really feeling the need to get up at the moment. He didn't want to get up, he didn't want to think, he didn't want to do anything really. And that was a problem all by itself. That was not how Ian Kabra acted, sure maybe an Ian Viper or an Ian Python might act like that, but not Ian Kabra. It was simply unheard of.

So why was Ian Kabra now idling around his room, looking like a zombie brought back to life? Or better yet, what was he going to do?

Ian groaned into his pillow. Everytime he shut his eyes, those jade green ones appeared. It was a linger effect of his dream...

~Dreamworld~

"Ian Kabra!" Amy laughed at him, sitting beside said person. They were laying on a picnic blanket that had been spread out on a hill, underneath the grove of trees that grew on the backside of said hill. Amy playfully hit his shoulder. "Stop joking around!"

"Fine love," Ian chuckled, daringly grabbing Amy's hand and bringing her closer. The result: an adorable blush. He stared into her jade green eyes and she stared back. She smirked at him as they started to lean in...

Wait, smirked?

Amy Cahill did NOT smirk. The only Cahill that truly smirked was...

"What's wrong lover boy? Too hot to handle?" Dan Cahill asked, slightly laughing at Ian's shocked expression. Ian regained his cool, though, only for it to fly out the window when Dan took over the daring role and pulled him closer... closer,closer... closerclosercloser... and they kissed. Ian jolted awake at the end of the dream, sweating a little at it and wonder why the bloody hell he would dream of that. Of course it could have something to do about how they accidentally kissed yesterday but who was to say?

Really, Ian told himself. Get your act together! You're Ian Cobra, the greatest, awesomest, most wonderful leader-

Wait, did I just say-thought, whatever-awesomest?

And whatever?

And call myself Cobra?!"That's it," Ian said out loud to himself. "I've been hanging around that American git for too long. That annoying, troublesome, adorable, American-"

Ian stopped himself and sighed. This was going to take awhile.

Jonah Wizard was visiting HQ and playing video games with Dan when his phone rang. Glancing over to it just long enough to see the ID, he grabbed it with his free hand, flipped it open, rammed it against his ear and shoulder, and answered it as he went back to his game, "Hey, Ham."

"Hey Jonah, listen, we have a new pair to play matchmaker with."

"What! Who?!" Jonah yelled, his concentration faltering long enough for Dan to one-up him in the game. Cursing under his breath, he tried to multitask.

"Sheesh, don't you don't have to yell," he heard Hamilton grumble.

"Yeah, I'm sorry, so spill it already. Who are the unlucky victims?" Jonah asked irritably, getting a lucky (haha, pun intended) hit in on Dan.

"Well, first I have to start from the beginning. See, you know how Reagan and Madison-"

"Just Reagan and Madison?" Jonah asked skeptically, raising an eyebrow even though Hamilton wasn't there. Dan's head snapped up at the mention of the Holt twins but soon dived back into the game.

"Fine," he heard Hamilton huff. "And me. But anyways, it started off as just a bit of joking around, you know. I was suppose to get the Cahill and Reagan was suppose to get the Kabra-"

"Wait, which one?"

"I was getting to that before you interrupted, now where was I...? Oh yeah, I went to get Dan thinking that Reagan was getting Natalie while Reagan went to get Ian thinking that I was getting Amy. We shoved them in a dark closet and told them they couldn't come out unless they kissed. And then Madison pointed out that we both got the wrong ones, but the fireworks already happened. You should have seen the looks on their faces! It was hilarious! Jo? Jonah? Are you there?"

Silence.

"Jo-"

"OHMYGOD, BWAHAHAHAHA, I can't even-" Jonah went on in a laughing fit for a few minutes and Dan started to win the game.

"Yeah, I know, I laughed pretty hard after the whole thing was over too. But I thought that was it, just a normal Cahill mistake-"

"Normal? Cahill? You know those two words don't go together," Jonah said after he recovered.

"Yeah, you're right. So I thought it was just a Cahill-style mistake, but the matchmaking guru-"

"Don't inflate Sinead's ego anymore Ham," Jonah said teasingly, getting back into the game to recover his lost points from Dan.

"It's not like it can get any bigger, can it? And she set us up, didn't she?"

"Point taken."

"So Sinead told me that it may be more than it seemed, and she sent me to tell you to check it out."

"Okay, just a minute." Jonah covered the mouth piece of the cell phone. "Hey Dan, what do you think of Ian?"

He watched as, interestingly enough, Dan froze for a second and a blush seemed to spread over his cheeks.

"He's a stupid, annoying, Cobra that-"

"So you don't like him?"

"Wha-NO! I mean, he's okay and all, and it's not like he's as bad as Natalie, or as boring as Amy, but it doesn't mean I like him like like like him and- why do you ask?" Dan finally stopped, eyes narrowing at Jonah in suspicion.

"I heard something about him asking a certain Cahill on a date, Amy I think," Jonah said shrugging, not missing a beat.

"Oh," Dan said, seeming to deflate. Was that... jealousy in his eyes? Before Jonah could tell, Dan already turned back to the game. But just those few words and emotions already held his answer.

"So why do you think Jo?"

"I think," Jonah said, taking down Dan in one shot. "We have ourselves a couple to set up. With Sinead's help, of course."

"Why do I sense a disturbance in the force?" Dan muttered to himself as he good-bye at Jonah.

And that's all for this chapter, next chapter things will... heat up. :D There's a Cahill reunion, a sneaky plan, and a video that will come up! Look forward to it!

-Leah

P.S. I didn't do Jonah's 'gansta talk' because he was with family and relaxing and stuff. And also because I can't do decently write it to save my life!