Hi! This is my first Fanfic, my friend kept on pressuring me to do a story, so... I'm doing a story!

I don't think anyone has done this before, so I am doing Rachel's POV of 'Cross my heart and Hope to Spy' so this I what I'm doing.

Disclaimer: I would like to own the Gallagher series... but I don't... (Sadly)

'Just be yourself,' I said in my most reassuring voice, but, judging by the look on Cammie's face, that would be hard for her.

You can't blame her really, I mean, if you went to a school for spies. Where you don't know what language you will have to speak for lunch, or what cover name you will have to use next time you do a 'project' for extra credit marks.

I looked back at Cammie and saw that she was looking a little queasy, so I thought now was probably the best time for some motherly reassurance.

'It's going to be okay, kiddo,' I whispered, using my nickname for her and linking my arm with hers as I guided her through crowds of shoppers in the Pentagon City Mall. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw security cameras track our every move.

'It's fine. It's protocol. It's normal,' of course, once again, the word 'normal' to her was still a bit strange.

I pulled her into a shop, where the lift to the CIA HQ was and pulled a pair of jeans of a shelf. Turning to a sales assistant I asked.

'Excuse me, my daughter would like to try these on,' the sales assistant's eyes glinted as she caught on. She looked at Cammie, searching her eyes for any hidden clue.

'Have you tried the ones from Milan? I hear the European styles are very flattering,' she asked giving me her part of the secret conversation we were currently having, beside me; Cammie looked like she wanted to throw up. I smiled at the sales assistant.

'Yes, I used to have a pair, but they got ruined at the cleaners,' the last part of the hidden message.

And then the sales assistant pointed down a narrow hallway. A hint of a smile was on her face. 'I believe dressing room number seven is available," she started to walk away, but then she turned back to Cammie to whisper "Good Luck,"

We walked together down the narrow hall, and once we were inside the dressing room I closed the door. I met her eyes in the mirror.

'Are you ready?' I asked her, and then she did one thing Gallagher Girls are best at- she lied.

'Sure' she said coolly, except her facial expressions told me different.

Copying me, Cammie placed her palm against the cool, smooth mirror and I felt the glass grow warm beneath my skin.

'You're going to do great,' I said warmly. And then the ground began to shake.

The walls rose and the floor sank. Bright lights flashed white. Cammie reached out for me, steadying her I tried to calm her down.

'Just a body scan,' I said gently. The elevator continued its descent further and further beneath the city. The biohazard detectors (or 'the cool hairdryer machine', as Abby used to call it when she was younger) blasted warm air in our faces. I quickly told Cammie what they were just so she doesn't completely panic.

'Almost there,' I told Cammie two minutes later. We descended through a thin laser beam that read our retinal images. Moments later a bright orange light pulsed, and the elevator stopped. The doors slid open.

That's when Cammie's mouth went slack.

And honestly, if it hadn't been for my many years training, my jaw would of slackened a bit too. Because even after years of coming here, it still seems to get more impressive each time. Cammie seemed to be completely freaking out about how cool everything was so I snapped her out of her thoughts.

'Come on sweetie,' I pulled her up to the front desk were Rodger sat, the man who famously lost half his nose and one ear whilst saving someone from an explosion.

'Welcome ladies, place your palms here,' we did as we were told, and the usual, memorising prints then printing of the badges routine happened. Rodger looked up from the badges that he had just received and smiled.

'Well, Rachel Morgan, welcome back! And this must be little...' he squinted at the badges. Whilst I fully respect what he did, I sometimes think that he might have lost some of his brain in the explosion, because he can be quite dim. I decided to help him.

'This is my daughter, Cameron.'

'Of, course she is! She looks just like you!' I smiled, that wasn't completely true, I often believed that Cammie looked more like Matt than me, but many people say that she looks like me. Not that I'm complaining.

After dropping Cammie off, I made my way to the Director's office with an idea of mine. After the events of last term, I thought it might be good for the Gallagher girls to work with other people other than their 'sisters'. So when Joe joked about an exchange with Blackthorne, I actually started to think about it. This is why I am proposing my idea with Director now, as all things related with the two schools for spies must go through the Director first.

When I got to the Director's office, Cheryl, his PA smiled at me.

'Good afternoon, Mrs. Morgan, it's nice to see you here again the Director is free, you can go right in,' I smiled.

'Thank you, and please call me Rachel, I don't like formality,' Cheryl laughed.

'I know, you proved that at the 2002 Christmas party,' my cheeks went slightly red at the memory that still lives on throughout the CIA, but I won't go into detail. Just something involving me, Abby, Joe, Matt, mistletoe and a ferret...

I walked up to the Director's door and knocked gently.

'Come in,' sounded from the other side of the door. I opened it, to see the director sitting at his desk writing something. When he looked up he grinned.

'Ah, Rachel, good to see you. I see you have finally recovered from that Christmas party eh?' my cheeks must have gone red again because he laughed. See no one forgets it?

'I see not, what can I do for you anyway?'

'Well sir, I was wondering if Gallagher and Blackthorne could do an exchange so Blackthorne come to Gallagher for a semester. It would build teamwork and bonding between the two schools,'

The director smiled, 'I don't see why not.' He replied.

So... I hope you liked it! I used quite a lot of references from the book, and I am doing book two because it is my favourite. Please tell me what you think!