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Bex POV

Cammie is coming today. She is just getting back from a long term mission. I haven't heard from her in almost 3 month but, hey, that's what missions do to us.

I was sitting in my office when Grant came in.

"Hey, British Bomshell," he smiled. "I have a surprise for you."

I grinned. That was my Grant. We had married just before Cammie left for her mission. Right now he was wearing his usual work wear- a loose button up shirt, pants, and some shoes. Actually, now that I think about it, he wears that every day.

Grant stepped out of the doorway to reveal…Zach! Wow! He looked…hot. Jet black hair that looked a bit messy but in a cute way, green eyes that shine, and clothes like Grant.

"Hey, Bex," he smirked. I never knew why Cammie liked that smirk. It was annoying.

"Zach!" I exclaimed and gave him a hug. He didn't even flinch.

"So, where are the girls?" Grant asked.

Just then Macey and Liz came running down the hall. Let me get you up to date about them. Macey married Preston and since they are both presidential kids, they are political icons. That means Macey doesn't go on a lot of missions. Right now, Macey wore her work out fit. A light blue silk shirt that tucked into a black skirt and black heels. Her hair was up in a tight bun. Now, on to Liz. She married Jonas. They both work in the CIA labs. Liz is usually mine or Cammie's mission manager. Liz might not work on the field but she still has something to do with missions. Right now, Liz wore a black shirt with white pants and white shoes. Macey must've rubbed off on all of us.

"Bex! Bex!" Macey and Liz cried out.

"Here I am," I called. They looked at me and smiled.

"Cam is here!" Liz smiled.

"Cammie? As in Cameron Morgan?" Zach looked surprised.

"Yeah, who else?" I glanced at him.

"I don't know. I just haven't her from her since high school," he looked a little wary.

"That's understandable. Out of every spy in the CIA, she's the best," Grant said. I wanted to smack but I knew he was right. "So, she's on mission's non-stop."

Zach nodded, though I noticed he tensed.

I looked back at my best friends. "Where is she now?"

"In the gym," Macey rolled her eyes. "Where else?"

Whenever Cammie wasn't on a mission, she was either doing paperwork, being debriefed or in the gym. Out of all of us, she was the strongest. Cammie could beat us at any fight. She was also a pavement artist so that made it even harder for us to beat her.

"What are we waiting for?" I yelled. "Let's go!" I ran with Macey and Liz to the Gym. Grant and Zach close behind.

We made it to the gym 4 minutes and 13 seconds later. There was a crowd at the door.

"wow," I said. "What's going on here?"

Oliver, one of the newer spies, turned to explain to me.

"Q ticked off Cammie, saying some crap about her," Olivier then snickered. "They are fighting right now. Q has a rib, an arm, and a leg broken in 9 different places so far and Cam barely has a scratch. He had it coming I say. You don't mess with Cammie."

I pushed my way through the crowd and saw Cammie and Q. Q started in the CIA at the same time me, Cammie, Macey and Liz did. Cammie was wearing her Gym outfit- grey shorts, a white tank top, and no shoes on, even though I've told her to put shoes on when she works out, she refuses. Q was wearing a short with holes in it (problably from Cammie), shorts but they looked a little ripped and sandals that were currently not on his feet (again from Cammie).

Cammie waited for Q to pick himself back up then swepted his feet out from under him and then went down on him with her elbow. I heard a crack and Q started breathing heavily. She must've broken another one of his ribs. Yeah, she's that good.

Then she got off him and looked at one of the spies I couldn't see.

"Get the medic," she said. She sounded confident, independent. So much that I wasn't. Cammie grew since we left high school. Exactly 17 missions done in her first year and double the next year. Macey had only had 4 done her first year and I only had done 10. I hadn't seen Zach or Grant my first year. Today was the first time I had seen Zach since the Gallagher/Blackthorne exchange. I had met Grant again on a mission. Jonas had always been in the lab with Liz so I had seen him ever since I started at the CIA.

I wished I could be half of what Cammie is. She is an amazing girl. I'm glad to have her as a best friend and more importantly, on my side of the law.

"Cammie!" I yelled. She turned those bright blue eyes on me and smiled, showing her white teeth.

"Bex! I missed you," she said and gave me a hug.

"Me too," I whispered in her ear and then Macey and Liz hugged her.

"Hey, no hug for Grant," Grant whined. Sometimes he could be such a baby.

Cammie grinned. "Of course," she said and gave him a hug then she saw Zach. I knew she knew he was there the whole time- I knew her too well not to know- but she was ignoring him.

"Hi, Zach," her eyes had the faintest hint of pain but it quickly went away. I'm sure every one of us saw it.

"Cammie," he nodded. I gritted my teeth and looked away. No respect. He could've at least said hi.

If he hurts Cammie, Cammie won't be the one causing him pain.

Zach POV

I rounded the corner to Bex's office. I couldn't wait to see Cammie. 8 years, 5 months, 3 days, 4 hours, 24 minutes and 8…9…10…11 seconds since I last saw. Since I dipped her in front of both our schools and kissed her. Then lost contact with her.

I missed her. Ever since I met Cammie, I've never really…looked at a girls face. There has been no girl that could match Cammie's….uniqueness. Cammie was the quite girl no one saw…but I did. I saw her in a way I'm sure no one saw her in. I saw her greatness. I saw what she truly was.

But now, 8 years, 5 months, 4 hours, 3 days, 4 hours, 25 minutes and 24 seconds later…

Grant stopped in front of Bex's office door. On the front door it had a small white board that said, "DON'T ENTER UNLESS YOU WANT A BROKEN RIB!" typical Bex, trying to scare people to death. Despite the warning, Grant entered his wife's office.

"Hey, British Bombshell," Grant grinned. I hid behind him, waiting for my cue. "I have a surprise for you."

Then Grant stepped out of the doorway and I was in Bex's line of vision.

I smirked. "Hey, Bex."

"Zach!" Bex yelled and hugged me but it was more like a choke hold. I wanted to flinch but I was trained way better than that.

Grant looked around as if confused. "So, where are the girls?"

Then Macey came running down the hall with Liz. Macey wore her blue silky shirt tucked into a black skirt with black heels. Liz wore a black shirt and white pants and shoes.

"Bex! Bex!" They yelled for her.

"Here I am," Bex joked.

"Cam is here!" Liz told us. She smiled widely at Bex.

Cammie. Cameron Morgan. The girl who I fell in love with in high school. That complicated girl I could read like a book was here. In the same building as me. I haven't seen Cameron Morgan in 8 years, 5 months, 3 days, 4 hours, 27 minutes and 34 seconds. All of a sudden she was here! Oh…this should be interesting.

"Cammie? As in Cameron Moraga?" I asked, just to be sure.

"Yeah, who else?" Bex looked at me weirdly.

"I don't know. I just haven't seen her since high school," I admitted.

"That's understandable. Out of every spy in the CIA, she's the best," Grant nodded. "So, she's on missions non-stop."

Non-stop? She must be really good then. Even I have breaks.

Bex looked back at Macey and Liz. "Where is she now?"

WAIT! I was going to see the girl I fell in love with NOW! Umm….

"In the gym," Macey rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "Where else?"

I didn't know if I wanted to see Cammie now but I followed anyways. 4 minutes and 13 seconds later, we were at the CIA gym.

It was jam packed. What was going on?

"Wow," Bex said. "What's going on?" she was speaking my mind.

Some guy turned around faced Bex. "Q ticked off Cammie, saying some crap about her. They are fighting now. Q has a leg, an arm and a leg broken in 9 different places and Cam barely has a scratch," he informed us. I blinked in surprise but no one noticed. "He had it coming I say. No one messes with Cammie."

Bex pushed through the crowd when he was done talking. I followed her and then I saw her. She looked as beautiful as ever, more actually, than when I last saw her. Her grey shorts and white tank top made her look hot but for some strange reason, she wasn't wearing shoes. Her angry blue eyes were trained on her target, who looked scared.

Cammie waited for the guy (I'm assuming is Q) to pick himself up before knocking him down and jamming her elbow into a rib. I heard a loud crack and Q started breathing long, heavy breaths. Then Cammie got up and looked at a spy I couldn't see.

"Get the medic," she ordered. Her voice…one that had before made my knees weak was now one of experience and independence.

"Cammie!" Bex yelled. Cam turned around and smiled the most amazing smile and that, if I wasn't in a room full of spies, I would have dropped to my knees before her. She was a goddess in my eyes.

"Bex," that beautiful voice said. She hugged Bex, "I missed you."

"Me too," I heard Bex whisper.

Macey and Liz greeted their best friend then Grant whined.

"Hey, no hug for Grant," he complained. He can be such a baby.

Cammie grinned, which only made my mind lose all my thoughts. "Of course," she said and gave him a big bear hug.

Then it was my turn.

I've been held captive by terriost and I wasn't nervous. Those same terriost used chinese water torture on me, I wasn't nervous but for some reason, when this beautiful goddess turned to look at me, I was nervous. That was how in love I was with her.

Her eyes flashed full of pain but they were gone so quick I thought I had imagined it. That stung. 8 years and I still caused her pain. "Hi, Zach." My name on her lips…I almost lost it. I could barely get words to come out of my mouth.

"Cammie," I nodded.

I need a doctor.

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