Paperwork. The worst part of my job is the paperwork

"The most horrible kind of torture," I thought to myself, "Doesn't even compare to sitting at a computer for almost an entire day just doing paperwork."

I would know.

After all, I actually have been held captive by the COC, and then had my memory of an entire summer wiped.

Gone.

Just like that.

Looking back, it took me an awfully long time to really recover from that fateful summer. Even after I said I was fine, told myself I was fine, I was lying. I didn't want anything to do with spying, I just wanted to be normal. It was just like a repeat of freshman year, with the Josh episode (which is now how I like to refer to it as). So I went to college, and tried to forget about my really messed up past.

I was hiding from my problems.

I had gotten really good at that.

Running and hiding seemed to be the two main reactions to everything I didn't want to face. Anything I was scared about, or that was too complicated, I ran from, and no one could convince me to do otherwise.

But somewhere along the way I stopped.

I stopped hiding and running, and realized I was going to have to face

these things sooner or later and that when I did, I would be stronger, better.

So I came back to the CIA. My college cover really did help with missions though, so that was one thing good that came out of it. And I get to do most of my missions with one of the gang, because really, we were all the best newbies if I do say so myself.

Realizing that I'd wasted precious time on my little trip down memory lane, I forced myself to attend to the monstrous task laid before me.

Glancing at the clock, I let out a huge groan when I saw that it's been 12 hours, and I was only halfway done. The work I'm doing is so monotonous; it's putting me to sleep. I'm totally going to make a mistake if I don't stop soon. And you do not want to make a mistake on important CIA paperwork. Oh, how I'd give anything, DO anything to get out of this.

Suddenly, I became aware of the tiny hairs on the back of my neck rising, alerting me to someone else's presence. I didn't want to show the" intruder" that he surprised me so I remained calm, saying,

"Hello Zach"

"Hey Gallagher Girl, what's wrong on with you?"

"What's wrong with me? Well you certainly have a way with words, don't you? Do you have to rub in it my face?" I sighed. "I'm about to pass out from boredom, and really long repetitive sentences."

"Aw, you know me Cam, just looking out for my favorite Gallagher girl," he drawls, smirking that infuriatingly annoying, yet extremely attractive smirk.

"Urgh" I groan, flopping my head down on the table.

"I never thought I'd die from a trivial thing like this!"

"Well think again, because I am the bearer of amazing news. You better sit down for this one."

I deliberately stand up.

"Have it your way then," he replied. "Well, I suppose I'll tell you anyway…but just because I looooove you!"

"Just spit it out!" I yelled out impatiently.

"Okay. We are..."

"CAMMIE!"

My friends burst into the room completely cutting Zach off.

"Oh My Gosh Cammie I can't believe it," Bex yells, bulldozing her way to my desk. "WE'RE ALL GOING ON A GROUP DATE TOGETHER! ISN'T THAT FANTASTIC?"

"What?!" I exclaimed incredulously.

It takes me a minute to detect the sarcasm in her voice.

Oh no… I thought to myself.

"Superb…" I muttered sarcastically. "Just excellent! When do I leave for this totally fun filled experience? I can't wait!"

Insert eye roll.

"In…" Macey ponders the question for a second, ignoring my not-so-subtle sarcasm, "72 minutes, 43 seconds and counting. So we better get you ready!"

And with that, the girls rushed me out of the room.

Be careful what you wish for.

A.N.

I just had to channel Dr. Steve up there...

Alright let's get down to buisness, I'll keep this brief.

Welcome to my humble attempt at writing a long term story with a plot that isn't completely superficial.

" But this plot so far is about them going out on a group date...that sounds pretty superficial to me..."

Yes, dear reader, it actually really does.

BUT

It won't be for long...

Of course, that would require me to stick to the plan I've made. Which at this point I already know won't happen. But I assure you that I have other things in store for this fic.

What are they? Well, you''ll just have to stick around and see.

Until next time.