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It's Not Over
Chapter 1
It was the rain not Matt that woke me up for once. But since I was up it would actually be the most logical thing to do.
So I unpeeled my back from Zach's bare back, slowly pushed myself up causing Zach to stir and wince. It was the middle of July and hot. Really hot. Like can't be outside for a minute without sweating hot.
"Cam?" Zach half opened his eyes.
"Just going to go check on Matt really quick." I said.
"Let me do it." he started to sit up but I pushed him back down.
"Nope. You actually fell asleep so go back to sleep." Zach fell back on the bed as I slid on my linen robe. His eyelids slid closed again as I leaned over and kissed his forehead lightly.
Lighting lit up the house as I walked through it towards Matt's room which was right across from ours. His room was lit up quickly and brilliantly but the light on the changing table stayed constant warm soft glow.
As I stood over his crib Matt opened his eyes and his face started to scrunch up. The clam before the storm Zach called it. Maybe he was right. I picked up Matt, tucking his five month body into the crook of my arm while I grabbed the blanket from the bottom of his crib.
I tried to keep the crying to a minimum, mostly for Zach's sake so he could sleep. But that didn't necessarily work. Matt had a pretty good pair of lungs. So there was Zach standing in the doorway, his pajama pants slung low on his hips as if he had just pulled them on.
Well he probably did… My idea did work. It did give him some sleep, for both of us, than Matt had started cry. Talk about a mood killer.
"Is it the storm?" Zach asked sleepily.
"Probably a combination of both the storm and hunger." I said sitting down in the chair by the window. Zach yawned.
"I'm going back to bed." He muttered.
I rolled my eyes.
Walking into the CIA headquarters almost seemed foreign. Well I hadn't been in five months. Three for maternity leave and then light work at home for the past two. I wasn't ready to leave Matt alone with someone even if I trusted that person with my life.
"You took you meds right?" I asked Zach as he winced.
"I did. It doesn't mean they necessarily work." He said pricking his finger for admittance.
Bex met us on the other side looking tired as she always did these days. With working for the CIA and taking care of Grant –whose progress was slow – she was worn down.
"I have to go." Zach said as I handed Matt to Bex. She loved him and was more than willing to babysit at any point in time. Even if she was about to fall asleep… which seemed to happen often.
"I'm going to go fine Laura for more work than I'll be in my office." I said letting him kiss me lightly before heading to the director's office.
"DO you have any idea what the director wants?" Bex asked after we left Laura's office and made our way down the hall. I shook my head.
"I haven't been here in five months. Plus why would I know? We can't exactly talk about work at home. We're pretty sure our neighbors are foreign spies."
My office seemed dark and dusty after five months. Bex plopped down on the couch, laying Matt in her lap and letting him grab onto her dark hair. While they were preoccupied I set to loading a new software onto my CIA approved laptop.
That's when I noticed the finger prints.
I knew I had cleaned right before I left. I had wiped everything down. But they were marked on my computer monitor and marked up the side of my desk. Someone had been here.
Bex must have noticed my face because all of a sudden she was beside me. "I swear no one has stepped a foot in here accept for today." She said removing her necklace form Matt's grasp. He made a noise of protest and palmed her collarbone.
"Someone has been here and not long ago." I rifled through my bag, bringing out my keys.
"They wouldn't be able to get past the locks without your keys. Not with the new inscription codes." Bex noticed handing me Matt before going to check the door.
"Hey Baby." I cooed to Matt. He smiled and laughed reaching towards my face. I laughed lightly but Bex soon brought me back to real life.
"The locks weren't picked. A key was used. And it was yours." She said coming to stand in front of my desk.
The locks were new technology. Built in codes that read the inscriptions on our keys and only detected certain kinds of metal. Get the wrong key or try and pick the lock the entire lock system would shut down and an alarm would be raised. No good could come from that.
I signed reclining back in my chair. Matt laid his head on my chest. "Zach hasn't been here has he?" Bex asked.
"I don't think so. He would tell me and he has no reason to come in here." I said.
"Zach hasn't done what?" Zach was in the doorway of my office.
"You haven't been in Cam's office lately have you?" Bex turned arms crossed.
Zach shook his head. "What reason would I have? It's not like she'd let me. She may be my wife but even I don't get access to her things." He glanced pointedly at me. I just raised an eyebrow.
Zach walked over to my desk and picked up my keys before bending down to unlock the top left drawer.
Sliding it open he shuffled through the files. Old reports, details of passed missions. Even a few recipes I think. "Cam, where's the mission you went on in 07' . The one to India?" he asked.
"Should be in the far back, It's one of the lock down files, since it's one of the base missions of the COC research and tracking." I said stroking Matt's dirty blond hair.
"It's not there." Zach said looking up at me.
Bex blanched and I'm positive my eyes went wide.
"Who would take it? How could they? The file was pressure sensitive, a little bit of C-4. People would have known." I sputtered out.
Zach looked up at me his green eyes unreadable. "There must have been a way." He said more to himself.
"What a glitch? Liz invented it. It was foolproof. She checked, many times. You must have missed the burned fingers and no eye brows for a month." Bex said sitting on the edge of the desk.
"We should repot this." Zach said making to stand up. I laid a hand on his arm.
"Not now. It will raise the alarm. Maybe someone will return the file. Maybe the board took it to analyze it," I said running options through my brain.
Zach and Bex looked at me. They seemed to be having internal battles.
Zach was the first to speak. "Ok. Fine. We'll wait." Wincing he pulled himself up.
Bex took longer. I had locked up and we were almost to the door when she piped up.
"Fine, A week. That's how long we wait."
"What did the director want?" I asked while preparing dinner. Zach was feeding Matt at the table. He looked up at me, bottle propped up in his fingers.
'Apparently I'm receiving an award, along with Nick, Allison and Grant. For what we did this past year." He said.
"That's great." I said wiping my hands and turning to face him, leaning on the counter.
Zach looked down at Matt. "I guess… but I don't exactly feel proud of killing people who were brain washed into doing my mother's biding." He said.
I bit my lip. "She's gone Zach. You don't have to worry about her any more."
