19 years 3 months 2 weeks and 5 days ago I met the man of my dreams, Zachary Goode.
16 years 7 months 5 weeks and 2 days ago we got married.
15 years 11 months 8 weeks and 3 days ago I had a daughter, Jacqueline Goode.
10 years 4 months 9 weeks and 4 days ago I went on a top secret mission, to take down the group that wanted the ones I loved dead. I got captured, and I couldn't go back.
5 years 1 week and 6 days ago I escaped, everyone thought I was dead. My mother, my 3 best friends, and my husband. MIA for 5 years and what can you expect? But I'm not dead. I'm well alive.
The next 5 years and counting I have been in hiding, keeping the Circle of Cavan far from my family, my loved ones, and today, I have finally taken them down. Today, I can finally return to those I love, but how will they take me?
My name is Cameron Ann Morgan, but you can call me Cammie. I'm the top agent in the CIA, of course, they all think I'm dead too. Naturally, the spot has been given to my husband, but I don't mind. I love him.
I check in with CIA headquarters first. I hope the director still recognizes me. I enter the Pentagon City Mall, blending in with all the shoppers. Looking around I search for the tell-tale store, I reach American Eagle, grab some jeans and ask for a dressing room.
When the dressing rooms are empty, I push the "call for assistance" button 3 times. 3 seconds, 1 second, and 8 seconds exactly. A small green light examines my retina and then I start descending.
Director Andrews' office is on the 7th Level underneath the Pentagon City Mall. You need Level 6 clearance to even know his real name, Level 9 to know where his office is, and Level 14 to meet him. Fortunately for me, I have Level 23 clearance. Lucky me.
I walk through CIA headquarters, blending in with the crowd of agents, no one stops twice to look at me. I reach the Director's office and knock 7 times.
"Come in." I hear. The Director does not seem shocked to see me. That is, until I walk through the door. He just stares at me in shock.
"Agent Goode? We all presumed you were dead over 5 years ago. Obviously not."
I nod politely back at him, feeling the urge to smirk. It's an annoying habit I picked up from my husband of course, but you can't smirk at the Director.
"It's been a long time," I agree, "I have successfully taken down the Circle of Cavan. It has not been safe to contact anyone. I am glad to be back."
"Of course," he replies, "I will send you to be debriefed. Then you may go home and meet your family and friends. How long of a vacation would you like? You must be extremely tired."
He's right. I feel mentally, physically, and emotionally exhausted. "With all due respect sir, after this mission, I would like to retire. Maybe become a teacher at Gallagher and finally get to know the daughter I left behind when she was 5 years old."
He nods gravely at me. "As you wish Mrs. Goode. While you get debriefed I will send notice to Gallagher informing them of your arrival."
"Keep in a surprise for me will you? I want to see their faces when they see me." I wink at Director Andrews. He chuckles at the mischief in my eye. "Alright. I will just tell them that they will be receiving a new teacher. It just so happens they have an opening as the CoveOps teacher. You're in luck."
"There is no such thing as luck in this business Director Andrews," I tell him solemnly, but nods at his suggestion and leave to get debriefed.
Debriefing is boring and tiresome, but when it ends a good 8 hours later, I feel excited.
I decide to enter Gallagher in disguise. It just so happens to be the day at Gallagher where numerous spy agencies come to recruit Gallagher girls. I disguise myself as Lillian Monroe, a recruit for the Secret Service. I'm wearing a curly red hair wig and dark stylish sunglasses to cover my appearance.
I flash my ID at Bubblegum Guard when I enter and smile knowing he still works here. Entering the building I see Bex, stunning as ever, recruiting for M16. Grant is at her side along with their son Austin who is 18, a junior at Blackthorn.
The Newman's are also there with the Anderson's, Liz and Jonas with their twins Jason and Caroline, both 16. Liz seems to be recruiting those on the Research and Development track to the CIA main base. I chuckle at the sight, not yet willing to break my cover.
Macey is unable to come, I saw on the news this morning about a campaign speech her husband Preston Winters is doing, running for Vice President. Of course she is there to support him.
But their daughter Elaine is 18, like Austin and sitting there, comforting…. my daughter. My beautiful daughter Jacqueline. She's grown so much. She has my dirty blond hair, and its waist length, like she couldn't bear to cut it. And Zach's beautiful emerald green eyes, but they seem empty, and filled with sadness.
I feel like my heart to about to break, watching her be so sad. But I can fix that soon enough, quite soon, I tell myself. I keep going, searching for my loved one. My husband, the breathtaking Zach Goode.
And there he is.
It's like the world has stopped. Though I know it hasn't, and probably never could. He sees me staring at him intensely and narrows his eyes. He looks suspicious of me.
"Hello there miss. What agency would you be trying to recruit for in this fine Academy?" I swoon at his voice. It seems to gotten even more sexy since I left. I can tell he is still hiding his emotions though. I knew him well. I know him well.
"The Secret Service." I reply back smoothly. Hiding stutter in my voice I hear coming on from just being next to my gorgeous husband.
Then all of a sudden, I'm on the floor with my arms behind me and him pinning my back.
"Nice try," he hisses, "I already met the man recruiting for the Secret Service, and you're not wearing the proper outfit."
I silently curse at myself in 18 languages for forgetting that tidbit. They wore all black. I was wearing a red flowy shirt with white suits pants. It happens when you haven't been in touch with the world for 10 years.
I notice the world school is staring at us. All of them in fighting position ready to fight me. I groan and mutter. "So much for my grand entrance."
Zach pays no attention to my mutterings. He is interrogating me now. "Do you work for the Circle of Cavan and why are you here?"
Everyone seems surprised to see me smiling. "Blackthorn Boy," I say softly, "You don't ever have to worry about them anymore. They're finally gone. And I've come home."
His grip loosens on me slowly, as if he's in shock and disbelief. "Gallagher Girl? Cammie?"
The room erupts in whispers. I hear snippets of rushed conversations. 'Cammie Morgan' 'MIA' 'dead' and 'here? No way.'
My Blackthorn Boy pulls me up and stares at me. I just take off my sunglasses and wig to reveal my sapphire blues eyes and dirty blond hair. It is silent. I lifted up my left hand to show him my wedding ring. "I love you," I whisper at him, and kiss him full on the mouth.