"Last call for flight 14 to London." The loud speaker called. I turned to Bex who was snoring on my shoulder. Our flight had been delayed for 3 hours and 32 minutes. I shook her awake.

"Come on planes here." I said. She sat up and I couldn't help but laugh at her wild hair and puffy eyes. She knew exactly what I was laughing at because she said

"What it's not like you wake up in the morning looking spectacular." That may be true, but in this moment, unlike most of the others, I looked better then Bex. Wow, I never thought I'd say that. We stood up and grabbed our luggage and made our way to the plane. As we sat down in our seats, first class ofcourse, I started to think of my mom. It was going to be hard for her to have me so far away under these circumstances, but it was probably the best. And then like clock work, my mind turned to Zach. Zach. Why had he been acting so weird on the train? And then right before everything went down, he was so different. I hate boys, especially spy boys. I turned my head and looked at the gate. He's gonna follow me, I know it.

"Cammie, snap out of it. Zach is not on this plane."

"I know, your right." I sulked.

"You know what Cam? Its a good thing. You can use this time away to relax and have fun. You won't have to worry about Zach or Josh or anything else. You can try to be as normal as one of us can get." I looked at my bestfriend and honestly tried to imagine a normal trip, but I couldn't. For her sake though, I smiled.

"Your right Bex." Seh saw right through that.

"Look you can atleast try a little harder." Right, if I fool my best friend then there is no way that I'll be able to fool my best friend who is also a spy.

"I'll try I promise." She smiled.

"Good, now that's what I like to hear." She turned to get comfortable in her seat. "Oh and before I forget, you should get some sleep."

"Why?"

"Let's just say you'll have a very eventful first day in England." And with that Bex went back to sleep. I looked out the window as the view shifted from grass to clouds. I closed my eyes and tried to think of anything elseinthe world,but Zach.

"Cammie hurry up! We're going to miss the tour!" Bex cried as we ran down yet another side street in London. We had been to three museums in five hours andwith each one I lost a little more of my attention spand.

"Bex, do we really have to go to another art gallery?" She looked stunned.

"Cam, this is my favorite! It has my favorite painting and an enormous sculpture garden and-"

"And the last one had your favorite photograph, and before that? Your favorite sculpture. Bex we've been in Longdon five hours I really don't wanna do more museum tours."

"Comnpromise?"

"Please"

"Ok, I'll show your my favorite painting, then we'll split. No tour." She seemed a little disappointed with the last two words, but I smiled lovingly.

"Deal, and don;t worry. We can go on the tour some other time."

"Great!" she gleamed. We rounded a corner which opened up to an enormous building surrounded with columns. "O.K. first I have to go the the bathroom. So,you can justlook around. Be right back." she smiled. She ran off into the building. I walked around the outer edge of the enormous building and happened upon the sculpture garden. Bex was right, it was gorgeous. It was filled with greek statues enveloped by high green hedges. In the center of it all,was a gorgeous fountain encircled by benches. I made my way over to the bench and noticed a plaque. It read "cupid" and itmade me study the fountain more intently. I saw wings and arrows, but no baby. Instead what looked like a grown man with wings was reaching for an arrow. It was notheart shaped and he did not wherea diaper. It was however cupid. Just in a new interpretation. As I was settleing in with my thoughts, I felt a presence come from behind me. I saw the shadow lurking in the pool of the fountain and immediately myspy skills kicked in. I took one step back and as my companion lunged forward I swiftly turned so that theywould land in the fountain. I took the opportunity and jumped forward onto the attacker. Once I was on top of him,I realized who I was dealing with. With a smirk Zach said ,"Well Gallagher girl you sureno how to welcome somebody."

"What are you doing here Zach?" I was so sick of playing games. I wanted answers and for once I was in control.

"I came here for you." he said genuinely.

"Excuse me?" I stammered. Allmy spy training in the world could not prepare me for what I was facing now. Stupid hormones.

"I am in London for one thing." Zach said. He freed his hands from under neath me and grabbed my own. "And that reason isyou."

"Is this legitn or is this just you trying to get out from underneath me." And with one quick move Zack turned the tables and I was in the water.

"You see, I didn't have to ge to all that trouble to get by you. I'm being serious." His face was dangerously close to mine. I could see his breath in the crisp England air. I could hear my heart beating in my chest so loudly I knew he must also be able to hear it.

"So," I said as calmly as I could,"what does that mean?"

"This" he he leaned down to kis--

"Cammie get up!" Bex shrieked. She was shaking me violently, or as violently as she was allowed to while we were on a plane with civillians who didn't even have level one clearence. It was just a dream. Ofcourse, Zach wasn't in London. And he wasn't going to be. "Srop sulking, you've been asleep for twelve hours. You shouldn't be tired." Bex said. She was string at me and I could tell she'd noticed my flushed cheeks and my longing eyes. She started to open her mouth but I stopped her.

"Don't, please."

"Macey says that if you can't have the guy in reality, it's best to have him in your dreams. Just you know something to chew over for later." she said nonchalantly. I smiled.

"Thanks for the tip."

"Now come on! We're home!" she cried as she picked up her cary ons and ran out the plane.