Summary-Cameron Morgan and Zachary Goode are two of the top CIA agents of their generation. They dated in highschool and for a few years after graduation, until they had a big breakup when they were twenty. Now, three years later, they are being sent on their toughest mission yet: to capture the ringleader of a new terrorist group in France. With visit's from old friends and colleagues, as well as run-ins with a few people who they would rather not see, what could go wrong? Adventure, romance, and drama are sure to ensue...
Disclaimer: I don't own Gallagher Girls, or any of the characters, or anything else for that matter even though I really wish I did :(
I haven't seen Zach Goode for three years. Sure, we dated on and off for awhile after graduation, but it got complicated and we just called it quits. Now I was going to see him again. After three years the director of the CIA decided it was time for us to go on a mission together. I was on my way to his office right now, and--as much as I hated to admit it--I was nervous. After nearly five years of working as a top CIA agent, I, Cameron Ann Morgan, was nervous. As I was walking I couldn't help but let my mind wander to Zach. I remembered everything from the first time we met in the elevator during the CoveOps test to when we finally decided it was time to call off our relationship. It was just before he was going on a mission that they believed would last approximately six months. He couldn't have outside contact with anyone and since I was bound to be sent away while he was still gone we decided it was too hard to keep it up, and besides, we were only twenty. I haven't seen him since that day.
Bex and Grant have been on and off since our senior year, but neither has been willing to commit, so they have stuck to having little "reunions" when they see each other. Even though they're both obviously jealous when one of them decides to see someone new. I really don't know what it would take for them get serious about their relationship–or maybe that just isn't for them. Liz and Jonas, on the other hand, have been together since senior prom and are as happy as can be. Personally, I expect a proposal soon, but who knows? It was through Liz that I found out about Zach getting back okay. Macey, if you were wondering, is still single, despite the fact that she could have just about any single guy (and I suspect a few taken ones,) in the CIA. She works out in the field a little, but mainly she does work with the Concealment and Disguise Department. Although, she has come on a few missions with me. She often works behind the scenes of major missions…people come to her for big cover changes or if they need major physical changes.
My trip down memory lane was interrupted by the recorded voice asking for my finger print. I pushed my finger against the screen and the door swung open with a "Welcome, Agent Cameron Ann Morgan." I stepped into the office and looked around. It hadn't changed much since my last visit. There was a fireplace on my left, and two couches were placed in front of it with a little wooden coffee table in between. To my right were filing cabinets, and directly in front of me was a desk with bookshelves behind it.
"Good evening, Miss Morgan," the director said.
"Good evening, sir," I replied.
"Please, take a seat," he said.
"Thank you, sir." I sat in one of the two chairs opposite him. There was a thick silence for a few minutes, until we heard a mechanic voice say, "Welcome, Agent Zachary Goode."
My heart started to race and I had to force myself to breathe, but I am a spy, which means on the outside I was the perfect picture of calm.
"Good evening, Mr. Goode. Take a seat."
"Good evening. Thank you, sir." Zach replied. "Cameron," he greeted with his "signature" smirk.
"Zachary," I replied with a smirk of my own. Zach sat down, know longer smirking, and glared at me. He hated when people used his full name, but it was nowhere near as bad as Bex would've been. If she was sitting next to me right now instead of Zach, I would be lucky just to walk again. I suddenly had the urge to laugh thinking about all the times I had called her Rebecca just to get under her skin. But of course, being the spy I am, I was able to hold it in and turned my attention back to Mr. French.
"Well, I see you already know each other. You worked together on a few missions a while back I believe?"
"Yes Sir," we both responded.
"Good, good. Then it shouldn't be too hard for you to get used to working together again. Now obviously I haven't been terribly involved in your previous missions unless we had, err, complications, because they were at a lower level. This one, however, is a level 7--the highest level either of you have been assigned to. Normally, for a mission as difficult as this one, we would assign a more experienced operative to go with you. However, I feel you two are ready, especially if you're working together. Now, moving on," he said showing us a picture of a man with bushy black hair and an unkempt beard, who looked as though he hadn't seen soap for months. The whole effect was rather scary, causing him to look mentally insane. "His name is Frank Harrison. He is the current ring leader of the terrorist group forming in France. Your objective is not to kill him, but merely to catch him and bring him back here for questioning. What you do with the people surrounding him is up to you. They won't have much information on each other because he keeps them in small groups that work together. (A/N Like Lord Voldemort. :p) You can kill them if necessary but you must remain inconspicuous. If he, or one of his people get word that you are there to take him, the chances of you coming back are slim," he finished grimly. "Now that you know the basics, do you accept this mission?"
"Yes, sir," we both replied.
"Alright then, your partner on the research and development track," he said pulling a folder towards him, "is going to be Miss Elizabeth Sutton. Her office is 105 and she will have more details for you. You should meet her tomorrow at seven. Here are your covers," he said standing up and handing us each a light yellow folder, "and before you go, do you have any questions?"
"Um, just one Sir," I said, "When you say seven, do you mean seven in the morning?"
He chuckled, "Yes I do. Miss Sutton tells me she likes to get an early start," he said, looking amused. "I'm not sure she thought about the fact that many people don't like to wake up until then."
I inwardly groaned and muttered, "She gets more done before nine then most people get done all day."
Zach on the other hand just smirked looking mildly amused. I'm not an early riser and he knew it.
"Well, if that's all then I suppose this meeting is finished. You can both have the rest of the evening off, and I believe it is now around seven so do with your time what you will and good luck," Mr. French said, shaking our hands.
"Thank you, sir. Have a good night," I said, following Zach out of the office. He was leaning casually against the wall and as soon as the door was closed he said,
"So, Gallagher Girl, long time no see."
"Likewise," I said, trying to slow my heartbeat. It wasn't until that moment that I realized how much I had missed him calling me that. We stood there in silence for what felt like hours--but was really only two minutes and four seconds--until I cleared my throat and said, "Well I'll see you tomorrow," as I walked away. I could feel him watching me go, and I knew right then that this was going to be the hardest mission of my life.
A/N Well I hope you liked it, and if you did then hit the little review button and tell me...if you didn't like it then still tell me 'cuz i wanna know what you think. I know it's pretty short but hopefully they'll get longer as I go. Also, I'm not gonna do the whole "five reviews before I update" 'cuz those bug me but if you have an extra two minutes please review. I have the basic plot worked out but I'm open to any suggestions. Also, a huge Thank You to my beta, Allyn Night, thanks for all your help :D REVIEW! ! ! ! ! ! !