CHAPTER 1:

I do not own 39 Clues

It was twenty years after the clue hunt and one day Grace Kabra was 14 years old when she was going across some family documents that her parents had specifically told her not to read.

Grace's POV

What mom and dad never told me about this clue hunt and how dad left mom, uncle Dan, and great uncle Alistair in a cave to die, I thought.

"What are you doing in the file room," asked a voice.

"Well, assuming this is my parent's filing rooms I have every right to be in it and first you tell me your name," I asked the guy.

"I'm Sam and this is the Madrigal's file room," he answered.

"I'm Grace Kabra," I smirked.

"Aren't your parents the branch leaders," Sam asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Where do you think I got my smirk and jade eyes," I asked.

"Dan Cahill and Natalie Kabra," he answered.

"Didn't Dan Cahill pass away," I asked. UGH! Didn't he know that uncle Dan and aunt Natalie hated each other?

"No why," Sam answered.

"That's what my parents always told me," I replied. Wait, how does he know more about my immedite family than I do? Now I was getting worried.

"I think we need to invesgate," answered Sam. Wait does he acutally think that I would acutally agree to this, but he is a little cute.

"Hey, how about we check out the Lucian Stronghold because maybe what you're looking for will be there," suggested Sam.

"Before I'm going anywhere with you Sam, what's your branch and why are you even in here,"I asked.

"My branch is Madrigal and I'm helping out with gaurding this and I thought I heard someone so I came in," Sam lied, wow he can't even lie right but still cute, I hate that girlish part of my brain.

"Okay, but we'll have to fly commerical," I said commerical like saying poor or fat.

"But you're a Kabra I thought that Kabra's never fly commerical," he replied, he's not a Cahill or a Madrigal, was the first thing in my mind when he said that because sometimes I do take commerical like when I'm with my mom. Great we're at the airport.

"Sam what is your last name?Why do I never see you more often," I asked, sweetly blinking my jade eyes at him.

"My name is Sam Thompson. Second, my parent's are inactive Madrigals so that's why you don't see me more often," lied Sam. I could tell this because, being a Lucian I could detect lying apparently this is what we Lucians do best. He is being so annoying and now I'm stuck on a plane with him for 3 hours and it has witnesses so I can't kill him.

"Okay, Sam Thompson why did you want to come with me so badly with me then," I asked going into full suspecting mode.

"What guy wouldn't want to accompony a pretty girl on an adventure to find out more about Amy Cahill and Ian Kabra and plus my parents don't allow me to do anything like this," Sam said as if it was obvious.

"Ok, but if you try anything funny, I'm warning you," I said thinking how cute he was oh my God I just broke aunt Nat's number one rule: DO NOT SHOW EMOTION! My dad showed emotion and look where that lead him; a wife and a crazy daughter that hopped on a plane with a stranger.

"I think I could take on a girl," Sam smirked.

"Remember Isabel Kabra is my grandmother so it's in my blood to kill innocent people and not feel any guilt," I practically hissed because no one dare think of me as weak.

"That's a talent a lot of people would love to have," Sam said sarcastically, but he looked so cute when he said that. Come on Grace man up and don't show emtion he is not cute nor is he in a high enough rank to even think of dating you and besides Lucian guys are way hotter and have you forgotten that he is the enemy or maybe even a vesper!

Great finally away from him. I wonder why he didn't put up a fight at the fact that he wasn't able to come to the stronghold. Maybe he realized I wasn't going to say yes to everything he asks for, I thought.

I walked to the entrance in the Plaza hotel and told the guy named Luke, he's the one who takes all the Lucians to the entrance. I told him," Grace Isabel Kabra I want access to the stronghold."

Luke took me to get my thumb and the computer read Access Granted.

Once inside I tiptoed to the file room. If my family history wasn't in here I would have to sneak to the right wing in my family's mansion to uncover the secrets.

1 hour later still nothing! Only 1 more hour to meet up with Sam or maybe not, I thought with a sly smile.

2 hours later NOTHING!Ok I have decided that I wasn't meeting up with Sam I was just going to stay here in New York for a couple of days at my aunt Natalie's I know how to sneak inand she is not in New York she's at Pairs Fashion Week. Hey if my parents were going to keep anything from me they would hid it at Natalie's penthouse.

So I decided to call Natalie,"Hey Grace what do you need ?" Nat answered on the first ring.

"Oh nothing I'm just in New York and was wondering if I could stay at your place for about a week or two," I said using my sickly sweet voice that adults loved.

"Okay but why don't you just get a hotel room or did you leave your wallet at your house again?" Natalie asked, did she have to bring up that time that I forgot my wallet on my way to New York Fashion week?

"No and I don't feel like explaining to the stupid mangers at the stupid hotels that my parents did give me those credit cards and that I didn't steal them," I explained. Then I realized that Natalie had hung up, on me, and that Sam had apperently found me.

"Hey why didn't you meet up with me," Sam asked, innocently.

"Yeah umm, I lost track of time," I muttered, what was wrong with me I acuatlly felt bad lying.

"Hey, that's cool you were probably so engrossed in your family history," Sam said, cherrily. Oh God, why is he so okay with this and must he look so damn hot?What is this stupid boy doing to me making me fall in love with him yes! That has to be it-"Hey are you okay you look kinda spaced out," he said breaking me from my train of thought. No, I thought I wasn't okay.

But no I said this instead," Yeah I'm completely fine."

"Okay. I heard of this wonderful little resturant close to here that I thought that you might enjoy,"Sam said trying to change the subject.

"Oh, okay. Would you like to go there," I asked even though I knew that his answer would be yes, I am starting to like this Sam Thompson less and less and I think he may even be a Vesper.

This is the improved version of Secrets Revealed.