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ProudInformant1

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Lots of people write stories on here about Amian, or about the Cahill families. I'm going to do something a little different, I'm going to write how I think the books should end. So please comment and tell me how you feel. Enjoy!

Amy's POV
Dearest Cahill children,
I, V.1., am proud of our new crooks. You have done well.
The council has spoken, and we are giving you two weeks to get your strength back, to re-group, and to get your heads together. We can’t have our young thieves getting tired can we?
So relax, we won’t attack you. But do anything stupid, and one of your friends will be relaxing forever, if you get my drift.
-V.1.
As Amy Cahill read the text, her heart sank. She was excited to have a break, but Nellie… and Fiske… and Alistair. Oh, how she missed them. She could almost hear Nellies voice in her ear “That sucks kiddo. Now you’re going to have to spend two weeks with your crazy cousins, your boyfriend and the one who broke your heart.”
Amy squeaked, this would be the first time she’d be with Evan and Ian in the same room. What had Ian told him? How would she explain? What would Evan say? Amy was yanked out of her thoughts by her little brother, Dan.
“AMY! Amy!” Dan yelled running into the room. “Ham’s trying to kill me!”
“Then don’t take my stuff Dan!” Hamilton Holt screamed. His face was flushed with anger; this was one of the only times when he even slightly resembled his father.
“Yo! What’s with all the racket?” The famous Jonah Wizard asked, walking in the room. A grin began to spread across his face. “Ames, did you get a text from Vesper One?”
Amy looked down and began to blush. She hadn’t realized, but she had been clutching the phone to her heart. Her knuckles were turning white. “Y-y-yes, I just got it.” She stuttered.
Dan tossed the book at Hamilton. “Well, hand us the phone Amy.” He said. She passed it over to Dan.
“So what do we do now?” Jonah asked, Amy noticed that his usually confident face was twisted in anguish. He really missed Phoenix.
“I guess we report it to the command center, and then we head to Boston. Give a full report, and get our strength up.” She said, giving him a reassuring smile and he gave her one of those blinding Wizard smiles.
“Dudes, look!” Ham said pointing at the screen. “It’s a picture of the hostages!” The caption of the picture read: Aren’t they tough.
“Why are they smiling?” Dan asked.
“What’s in Ted’s hand?” Jonah asked.
“My guess is that those two questions are connected.” She sighed. “I’ll go call the Command Center."

Ian's POV
Ian Kabra was the only one up; it was two o-clock in the morning. He’d told Sinead that he was still suffering from jet lag. She knew it was a lie, but she ignored it anyway. It had been one month since the kidnappings. The truth was, Ian needed some time to think without that Tolliver boy looking over his shoulder.
Ian was thinking about one night in particular, the night he had broken his own heart. Tears began to stream down his face as he remembered everything he’d said to Amy, and the disappointed tone in her voice. He knew she’d never accept his feelings now, but he really wanted to tell her anyways. “The next time I see her…”
He remembered the feeling he’d had when he’d met Tolliver. Hearing the words “He’s Amy’s boyfriend.” had cracked his already broken heart. Now they replayed over and over again in his head. Evan didn’t deserve her, not like Ian did either, but still.
The command center phone began to ring. It was Amy. She’s probably calling for Tolliver. He thought, but he picked up the phone.
“Hello,” He said, trying not to cry, scream, or die. “How can I help you?”
“Ian, we got a text from Vesper One. Well we sent it to your phone.” Amy said. “I don’t know what to think.”
“What do you want to—” He tried to get in, but she cut him off.
“Just go get Sinead. We all need to discuss this.” She said. There was a tone of frustration in her voice. He could tell how tired she was.

Sinead's POV
Sinead Starling rolled over. Her red hair matted into knots. She was exhausted. She didn’t want to wake up for the next week, let alone when her snarky, tear-stained cousin walks in at two o-clock in the morning.
“Sinead, wake up.” He yelled. “Come on, don’t be lazy. Amy’s on the phone.”
She moaned as she rolled over, to look Ian in the face. “What does she want?” If Amy really needed her, she’d get up.
She heard Ian sigh and mumble something like “She’s more stubborn than a cow, those lousy Americans.” But he shook his head and went with something else. “She got a text from Vesper One, and she doesn’t know what to do about it.”
Sinead jumped out of bed, and ran to the command center as fast as she could, with Ian walking slowly behind her. When she got to there she saw the two text messages enlarged, and the faces of Amy, Dan, Jonah and Hamilton on the screen.
Dan laughed, which got Jonah and Hamilton laughing. “Nice hair, Sinead!” He cried, in between giggles.
“So…” Sinead said, breaking through the laughter. “I guess they’re giving you guys a break.”
Amy nodded, and Dan sighed. “What should we do? Are we going back to Boston?” He asked.
“Yo, I think we should. Then we can re-group, and figure out how to get the hostages back before they’re thirty.” Jonah said, his gansta-talk gone with the word hostages.
Hamilton was speechless. His face was pale and sweaty. It scared Sinead; she’d never seen him like that. “So, get yourselves on Jonah’s private jet and hurry to Boston.” She said.
“What good is this going to do?” Hamilton yelled. “We’re going to plan, fail, and then do what he wants anyway!” Tears began to fall down his cheeks and he ran out the door.
Dan and Jonah looked at each othe and shrugged. “Let’s go get him.” Jonah said, then they walked after him.
Amy sighed. “I hate to say it, but Hamilton’s right.” She said looking away from the camera; Sinead knew it was so she wouldn’t stutter. “What are we going to do when we get there?”
Sinead saw Ian look away from the camera then at her. She nodded; I guess it’s time to tell her. He looked up at the screen. “My mother’s maiden name was Vesper-Hollingsworth. I just recently figured it out. Now her sister, my aunt Danielle, has two raised-Vespers, but half-Cahill children. The boy, my cousin Benjamin, is half-Ekaterina and his sister is a blood related Madrigal. They can help.”
“Why didn’t you tell us this before?” Amy asked astonished, that he still kept secrets from her.
Sinead felt really bad. She’d been the one that said not to tell Amy. “Well—it’s not all Ian’s fault. Evan and I knew two. But we decided that we weren’t going to try to launch a full attack. So that’s why we didn’t tell you.” She said.
Amy looked so angry; it looked like the time Dan had read her diary. “We’ll discuss this in Boston. Ian call your cousins. I’m signing off now.”
“Amy are you an—” Sinead watched as Amy’s face disappeared from the screen. “gry?” She finished, as Ian placed a hand on her shoulder.

So, tell me what you think!

"Shoot to kill?" - Ian Kabra

"Don't they know I'm da BOMB?" - Jonah wizard

Alone, we are powerless, only together can we stand..

Posted at: 7:30 pm on January 15, 2012

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The last Cahills Vs. Vespers book...

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