Passageway to a Night in Hell
-It was an innocent mistake!
-And what if I were to innocently murder you, Will? I'd still have to go to trial, probably get off for justifiable homicide. – Schuester, Sue, Glee 1x12
Monday, March 11, 5:00
"Ow! You stepped on my hand."
"Er. Sorry."
"Grant, get off Cammie's hand, or I swear I will knock you out."
"Bex, I can handle it."
"There's no space to do that!"
"Spy."
"That's my line!"
"Shut up, Zach."
"You aren't still mad at me?"
Silence.
Sunday, March 10, 13:05
"Looking for more passageways?"
Cammie jumped, taking her hand away from the small indent in the wall. She whirled around, only to find herself face-to-face with her friends. Well, Bex was her friend. She wasn't sure what the boys were. Still, she breathed a sigh of relief. Buckingham wouldn't know about this one hopefully.
"Hey, Bex. Boys," she nodded to each in turn – Bex, Zach and Grant.
"Cammie, you're covered in dust," said Bex.
Cammie looked down. Sure enough. Critically she eyed herself. Well, this was embarrassing. Next to Bex, she must have looked like a dust bunny. "Looking through some of the untouched areas," she explained.
Zach arched an eyebrow. "I thought you knew all the passageways, Gallagher Girl."
She threw him an irate glance. "It's a big school. There are a few places I haven't covered."
"Ooh, I wanna join!" Bex exclaimed.
Grant glanced at Zach, and they exchanged a shrug. "Sounds like fun," said Grant.
Boy, did he ever have the lazy, I'm-hot-and-I-know-it thing going on.
"I don't usually have people with me when I'm exploring," she said uneasily. "I never know what I'm going to find."
"Isn't that the point?" said Zach.
She shot him another glare. "Fine," she said, pressing her finger into the small indent in the wall. Slowly, the wall opened, leaving Bex and Grant gaping, and Zach with slightly widened eyes. "Let's go."
Monday, March 11, 6:10
"I can't believe we've been here all night."
"I can't believe I can't find a way out of here."
"I can't believe you're sitting next to Grant."
"I rather sit next to him than you!"
"And I rather stay out of this couple fight."
"SHUT UP, GRANT!"
"Wow, you both went really red."
"Somebody kill me..."
Sunday, March 10, 13:15
Liz frowned, looking down the table. Lunch was basically over, and there was still no show of Cammie or Bex. Not to mention Zach and Grant. She turned to Macey. "Where are they?" she demanded.
The gorgeous girl shrugged. "Not a clue," she said. "I've been studying in the room. Bex left about an hour before, mumbling something about finding Grant to show him she could beat him. And Cammie is doing... Cammie stuff."
"And what does that mean?"
"You know Cammie. She disappears, comes back hours later covered in dust, or with some new things she wants us to work on." Macey shrugged, finishing off the last of her salad.
"Hey, have you guys seen Zach and Grant?"
The two girls looked up to see the third sophomore boy, Jonas, standing in front of them. Liz did not think about how he had almost beat her at hacking a computer last week, or how he was practically as clumsy as she was. Instead, she just shook her head along with Macey and asked, "Have you seen Cammie or Bex?"
Jonas blinked, scratching the back of his head. "Uh, no. I remember Grant leaving the room an hour or so, mumbling something about beating Bex at her own game or something. And Zach is doing... Zach stuff?"
For the second time in less than ten minutes, Liz asked, "And what does that mean?" Really, she was starting to get annoyed with their vague answers. Couldn't these people be straightforward?
"Oh, you know Zach. He disappears, comes back hours later with a smirk, daring us to ask where he was. Or he'll just ask us to help him with something. And then, when Grant does ask, Zach just says –"
"Spy," they all finished in unison. Liz and Macey glanced at each other.
"You know, I never realized how much they're all alike," Liz said thoughtfully. "Do you think they were actually programmed in a lab to be the exact replicas of each other, except different genders?"
"You might want to include yourself and Jonas in that bunch," said Macey. The two super geniuses in question blushed, and Liz began to fume in her head. She was never going to be almost beaten again. Ever!
"So, are we going to look for them, or not?" Macey finally asked.
Liz and Jonas exchanged glances this time. "Sure, why not."
Operation: Find What Cameron Ann Morgan, Rebecca Baxter, Zachary Goode, and Grant No Last Name Are Doing When They All Go Missing
Written by Operatives Liz Sutton, Macey McHenry and Jonas Jones (hereafter referred to as The Operatives)
Questions That Need Answering:
1) Did the CIA actually program us all in labs to be exact replicas of each other, but different genders? And if so, is there a Joe Solomon in female version? Because, that would be scary.
2) Where did Cammie and Zach disappear to? And did they disappear together?
Note made by Operative Jones: Apparently, girls squeal when thoughts of two friends disappearing together appear.
Note made by Operative Sutton: Apparently, boys don't care about the happiness of their friends.
Note made by Operative McHenry: Apparently, even two computer nerds can fit a ridiculous amount of sexual tension into one room.
3) Ditto on Bex and Grant.
4) Did they all disappear to some place with each other? If so, why weren't the Operatives invited?
Note made by Operative McHenry: In that case, we will kick their collective asses.
5) Does Grant have a last name? Is this a slip-up by the CIA when they potentially programmed everyone in their labs?
Note made by Operative Sutton: It's a little sad when his own roommate doesn't know his last name, even.
Note made by Operative McHenry: Not the greatest mark of a spy.
It's at this point Operative Jones wonders whether working with the two Gallagher Girls is a smart idea.
13:17
The last words Cammie ever wanted to hear come out of Bex's mouth again were: "Hey, Cam, what happens if you pull this lever?"
"Bex, no!"
Too late.
Cammie had one second to let her eyes widen as the floor opened up beneath them. And then, suddenly, they were falling.
"Oof" was the collective agreement.
The arrangements were a bit strange. Cammie had landed on Grant, which was a pretty soft landing. But then, Bex had landed on her. And Zach, of course, was perfectly fine, and already standing.
"Need some help?"
"Shut up, Zach," the other three grumbled, situating themselves into a more comfortable position. As they took in their location, they realized something: there was no door.
Cammie scanned the room again. Nope. Still no door. Just four walls. And an open ceiling that was too far for them to get to. She groaned. "Somebody kill me," she said, which really wasn't a smart thing to ask in a room with three spies who could probably do just that in three seconds flat.
"Come on. You're The Cameron Morgan. Can't you find a way out?" asked Grant.
"Why does everyone keep saying that?" she sighed.
"Come on, Gallagher Girl. I thought you knew all about these secret passageways."
Cammie turned to glare at Zach. She could recognize a challenge when she saw one. So, instead of saying, "I have no clue where the hell we are, nor how we get out of here, and I really just want to bang my head against the wall and knock myself out, so that I don't have to spend the next few hours with you crazies," she said, "Fine. Watch and learn."
Cammie stood from her position on the ground, eyes surveying every inch of the room. For the next few minutes, she inspected every detail, pushing the other three out of the way as they watched her curiously. At one point, she even had Zach – (she wanted Bex, but he was the tallest out of the three) – let her stand on his shoulders so she could see the walls better. And this point, she could see both Bex and Grant smirking at the two, and all she could think was thank the spy heavens she was wearing jeans.
After thirty minutes of looking she finally exclaimed, "Got something!" She pressed a small marking on the wall that didn't match, and a small space on the left-hand wall opened. "I'll go first. Don't follow, yet."
Cammie dropped down to crawl into the space. The crawl was only a few minutes, but eventually she ended up in a smaller room than before, again without a door. Cammie doubted they could even stand in it. She sighed, and was about to go back, when she realized they had followed her.
"I thought I told you guys to stay," she said.
The other three exchanged shrugs. "Spy," they said in unison.
Cammie really wanted to deck them. Badly.
So, she moved to punch Zach. But he dodged, only to bump into Grant, who bumped into Bex, who bumped into some random spot in the wall, which closed the space back to the other room.
"Oh god. Please tell me this isn't happening," begged Cammie.
"You realize this is your fault?" said Zach, a smirk playing on his face.
And that was how the four got trapped in a small space, with possibly no way out. Cammie once again tried finding a way out, or the way back. But there was very little light and very little movement room, since she was stuck with two rather muscular boys, and one athletic girl.
So, Cammie instead asked, the one question on everyone's mind. "How long until the oxygen runs out, you think?"
Bex frowned. "A day probably. Maybe Liz or Macey will find us."
"Or Jonas," added Grant.
Cammie and Zach exchanged looks. They both knew the truth. They were most likely screwed.
15:20
"Okay, we've checked the barn; most of Cammie's known favorite secret passageways; the boy's suite; the room; most of our classrooms," said Liz, checking off everything.
"But we still have nothing." Macey sighed.
"Usually, that's nothing weird for Cammie," said Liz.
"Or Zach," added Jonas.
"But for all four?"
Macey tapped her fingers on her chin. "There's one place we haven't looked."
"Where?" Liz asked.
"Headmistress's office."
At this point, Operatives Sutton and Jones had to wonder if Operative McHenry was insane. But they had no other ideas, so they decided to follow her plan.
Apparently, that plan was simply to walk in.
Problem: not only was Headmistress Morgan there. So was Solomon. Macey decided to cut straight to the chase: "Have you seen Cammie?"
"And Bex," added Liz.
"And Zach," said Jonas.
"And Grant," Macey finished.
The two older spies blinked at the three teens. "Is there a reason you need to find them?" asked the Headmistress.
"No. Not particularly," said Macey.
They had earlier agreed there was no reason to worry the two, unless they couldn't find their friends for more than a day.
"Just looking," said Liz. "You know Cammie. She likes to disappear."
"We'll be going now!" said Macey, throwing a bright smile at the two adults, as she ushered her friends out the room.
Outside the office, Jonas said, "That was a waste."
"No," Macey corrected. "That was informative. Now we know the two adults all of them are closest to have no idea."
"Which means they either snuck out," mused Liz.
"Or are in deep trouble," said Jonas.
15:23
"That was odd," was the first thing that popped into Joe Solomon's mind after the small meeting with the three students.
"Completely," agreed Rachel with a small frown.
"What do you think those four are doing missing?" said Joe.
"I'm not too surprised about Cammie and Zach," Rachel said. "But Rebecca and Grant?"
Solomon nodded, leaning against the wall, as the possibilities ran through his head. Cammie and Zach disappeared off to strange places all the time. That was nothing too strange. Cammie went to her passageways and Zach... well, at the school, he was usually stalking Cammie. Or talking to Joe. So, Zach was probably with Cammie. Doing what, he didn't really want to know. But he would probably find out anyway.
That left Rebecca and Grant. Rebecca was the type to go to the P&E barn. Grant was the same. But he was certain that their three friends would have already checked there if they had ended up there. So that left the possibility they were with Cammie and Zach.
"Do you think they left?" asked Joe.
Rachel shook her head. "Cammie agreed not to. I doubt she would break that promise."
"Even if Zach, Bex and Grant begged her to?" countered Joe.
"If they did, why didn't they take Macey, or Elizabeth, or Jonas?"
"Double date?"
Rachel frowned at him. Joe shrugged, watching as she got up to exit her office. Well. He guessed this was another chance to figure out what the spies-slash-assassins-in-training were up to.
This should be fun.
15:45
"Laaa. Laaaaaa. LAAAA."
"Grant, shut up," groaned Zach, slouching further down the wall.
"Stop taking up so much space, Goode," snapped Bex.
"Shut up, Baxter."
Liz, please get me out of here, Cammie thought desperately. Macey. Someone!
Aloud she said, "Do you think they've realized we're missing by now?"
"Not you two," said Grant. "You guys go missing so often, no one even notices.
And that's when Cammie realized another disadvantage to being a Chameleon.
"But they'll probably notice we went missing," Bex said, gesturing to Grant.
"And yet, the chances of them finding us are," Cammie trailed off.
In unison: "Zero."
Please kill me.
16:02
Joe followed Rachel as she began to walk down the corridor. "So, what's the plan of action?" he asked, letting her take the lead. It was her kid after all. He was just along for the ride... and blackmail opportunities, should they ever arise. A spy has to be prepared, after all.
"The kids probably looked through the passageways already. But they forgot one place. What's a spy's dream area in here?"
Joe didn't even need to think about it. "The Sublevels."
"Exactly. Let's go."
16:15
Zach's problem with being stuck in a small space with a one Cameron Ann Morgan was that he was also stuck with a Rebecca Baxter and Grant (whose last name he was under oath not to tell to anyone). So, being stuck with two other people meant a couple of things.
No touching. (Not that he wanted to touch her.)
No private talks with her. (Not that he needed to.)
No smirking at her without getting glared at by her best friend (who was admittedly scary) or laughed at by his... quasi friend-slash-partner-in-crime-slash-teammate.
No kissing. (Not that he wanted to kiss her.)
Nothing private at all. (Not that he needed to share privacy with her. He was Zach Goode, after all.)
Cammie's problem with being stuck in a small space with a one Zachary Goode was that she was also stuck with a Rebecca Baxter and Grant, whose last name is still unknown. So, being stuck with two other people meant a couple of things.
No touching. (Not that she wanted to touch him.)
No private talks with him. (Not that she wanted to interrogate him... again.)
No studying him in order to figure out whether or not he was a robot or a real person without getting smirked at by his friend (who was admittedly hot) or laughed at by her best friend.
No kissing. (Not that she wanted to kiss him.)
Nothing private at all. (Not that she needed to share privacy with him.)
Bex and Grant shot both of their friends a look when they let out identical sighs at the same time. Weird.
16:20
Jonas, Liz and Macey all frowned at the information on the sheet
Number of Passageways that the Subjects are Not in: 14
Number of Passageways the Operatives Know of: 14
Only Places Left to Check: Sublevels and Roseville
They stared at the last two words. "Roseville?" asked Macey.
"Roseville," Liz and Jonas echoed.
16:30
"You know, sneaking around for someone is so much easier when you have access everywhere," Rachel mused, as they stood on the elevators going into the Sublevels.
Joe was having this strange vision of Rachel sneaking into the Sublevels, dressed completely in black and breaking in with only a bobby pin. Strange. He didn't usually have thoughts like that. It was a weird day.
They had looked in Sublevel One, no one was there. Sublevel Two, same thing. They were now on their way to Sublevel Three.
"You don't think they actually managed to make it to Sublevel Three, do you?" asked Rachel.
Solomon didn't remind her that this was her idea. "Well, this is a CIA legacy we're talking about. And Zach. And a girl who has been training to be James Bond since she was 6. And a boy that has kept his last name secret from his peers for years. The question then is: why didn't they bring the rest of their team?"
"Maybe they're the backup. Maybe something went wrong and that's why they asked us."
Joe nodded. Anything could happen down in the Sublevels.
They emerged into Sublevel Three. Solomon glanced at all the places they could be and sighed. This was going to take awhile.
18:00
Number of Gallagher Girl Glares Received: 8
Number of Boys that Asked Macey Out: 4
Number of Girls that Glared at Macey When She was Asked Out: 6
Number of Boys that Asked Liz Out: 2
Number of Boys That Glared at Liz When She Blushed: 1
Liz groaned, flopping down onto the bench. "We've covered the whole place, and there's still nothing," she complained.
"Well, we are talking about some of the best spies in our grade," said Macey.
"From now on, I'm putting trackers on their clothes," said Jonas. He was still looking a little sullen after the second time a boy had come up to Liz, only to run when Jonas gave him a rather frigid look, which Liz ignored and Macey filed into the back of her head.
"That's kind of stalker-ish," commented Macey.
"Everything about being a spy is stalker-ish," Jonas said.
"True." Macey sighed. "Ready for another look?"
The other two groaned, but followed as Macey began to take another go around the city... again.
18:20
"Found anything?"
"No irregular prints, or movements. Nothing. It hasn't been touched since the last class."
Great. Down to Sublevel Four.
18:25
Cammie was fuming. Grant was scared. Bex was ready to kill. And Zach was... abashed?
"Listen, Gallagher Girl..."
"Shut up."
"Cammie..."
"Shut up," Bex was the one to say this time. "Talk again, and I will show you what my mother did to the sniper that was trying to take out the Ambassador of Turkey."
Zach shut up.
Really, how was he supposed to know that Grant was going to let slip that they had hacked into their files? Or that some sentence could be taken completely the wrong way and turn into the fact that Zach thought he was better than the two girls. Alright, he considered himself good. But better... okay maybe... He sighed. Jonas better rescue them soon... before Bex or Cammie killed him.
In the meantime... he fixed Grant with a glare...
19:00
Nothing in Sublevel Four. Nothing. Where the hell could four kids disappear to?
He supposed that the problem was that they weren't kids. They were spies. And pretty damn good ones.
"Come on. Dinner's starting. They might be there," said Rachel.
Joe nodded, and followed her out of the Sublevels.
But he had this funny feeling they weren't going to be there.
19:05
Rachel walked into her office, hoping that Cammie would suddenly be there, waiting for their nightly dinner. Only she wasn't.
Rachel told herself not to worry. She would turn up eventually, right?
Besides, how could she go MIA at school?
She sighed, and turned back to go downstairs and eat edible food.
19:15
Things that the Operatives Knew:
1) Bex left the girls' room after muttering something about meeting Grant. Grant had left the boys' muttering the same thing about her.
2) No one has seen Cammie since breakfast.
3) Same goes for Zach.
4) A comprehensive search shows that they could not be found in any passageways, classrooms, the barn, or Roseville.
5) Searching in the Sublevels is extremely risky.
6) Which is why they decided not to do it when Joe Solomon and Rachel Morgan emerged, looking extremely irritated.
Hypothesis: They are probably irritated for the same reason the Operatives are: they can't find the Subjects.
Macey and Liz slid into a seat for dinner after parting ways with Jonas. "Should we keep searching after we eat?" asked Liz.
Macey shook her head. "By now, we know they obviously don't want to be found. They'll show up in the morning," she said dismissively.
Liz nodded. They continued to eat, and after they finished, joined the sophomore class's Buffy the Vampire marathon. Because, sometimes, even TV can teach you tricks.
Then, after that, they went to sleep, feeling very uncomfortable with the two empty beds.
22:40
"No one's coming for us, are they?" said Bex glumly.
"Probably not," Cammie said.
"We're going to die in a hole, with these two." Bex sighed.
"Unfortunately."
Zach again wondered why he had to be stuck with the pessimists. He didn't have time to ask, though, because Cammie had stuck her head on Bex's shoulder, and they both had fallen asleep.
Grant looked at Zach with mocking wide eyes. "Can I fall asleep on your shoulder?"
"Shove off, Grant."
Monday, March 11, 3:30
Cammie woke up due to two things.
One: she was uncomfortable as hell.
Two: she felt Bex kick her off.
And she landed on Zach.
Great.
Apparently, when he slept, Zach liked to cuddle.
This was how she found herself with Zach Goode's arm wrapped around her, with their best friends in the same room.
Discreetly, she tried to move away, but she found that she kept jostling Bex. And a Bex without her beauty sleep was a grumpy Bex. So, Cammie accepted that fate was cruel, and tried to go back to sleep.
She would be mad at him again in the morning.
Lucky for Bex, she didn't know said friend crack an eye open and think: mission accomplished.
4:30
Zach woke up at 4:30 on the dot. How did he know this? Because at Blackthorne, they were forced to go to class at 5, and if they were late, it wasn't fun.
What he wasn't expecting when he woke up was to find Cammie next to him.
This wasn't awkward...
He glanced over at his other sleeping companions. Grant was still dead to the world – which figured, he never could get up without help – and Bex was as well.
Slowly, he tried to withdraw the arm around Cammie, but it was effectively pressed against the wall. He had this vague feeling that he had brought this upon himself.
He knew he wouldn't fall back asleep, and decided to amuse himself with by naming every Wanted person on the CIA's list.
Ten minutes later, he was halfway through when Cammie started to stir. She blinked blearily, as she started to register her surroundings.
Her eyes locked with his. She blinked again.
And then she let out a small squeak, and slid as far away from him as possible. Meaning she was next to the sleeping Grant.
"Am I that unlikable?" he asked dryly.
She didn't answer. She didn't look at him. She just nodded at the two others in the room and asked, "When do you think they'll get up?"
Yeah. He was that unlikable. He didn't show any emotion on his face as he answered, "We could just kick them, and have them join us at this unhappy hour."
Cammie shrugged. Zach took that as permission to kick Grant in the back of the knee. Grant bolted up, groggy and glaring. "The hell, Zach?"
His little outburst caused Bex to wake as well. She mumbled something, rolling over. A flash of something – Zach would characterize it as disappointment – crossed her face when she looked at Cammie, and then at Zach, but it was quickly gone. "Did you have to wake us up this early?"
"Yes. We have to get out of here," said Cammie.
"In case you haven't noticed, Cam, we've been trying to do that!" Grant said.
"Well, let's try again."
And once again, they were back looking for a way out.
5:30
"Macey."
Macey groaned, batting the hand in her face away, and turning her head to the side.
"Macey."
"MACEY!"
"WHAT?"
Macey shot up to glare at Liz. The glare quickly slid off her face when she took a look at her friend, who seemed a bit paler, and a bit tearful. "What?" she said again, slightly softer this time.
"They're still missing."
Macey jumped out of bed. "Let's get to work."
6:20
Cammie began to bang on the wall uselessly, looking for a way out. But it wasn't giving! Damn it.
Her eyes zeroed in on the floor. And a smirk came to her face.
The others looked at her warily. "Cam?" Bex said. "You feeling okay?"
"Peachy," said Cammie, motioning for them all to move their legs. She crawled to the floor, and inspected it again. There was still very little light, but she could make out a small piece in the bottom of the floor. Her hand reached to push it.
6:21
Inside Rachel's office, she and Joe frowned, looking around the room. "Do you hear something?" they asked at the same time.
CRREAAK.
6:22
"Holy sh-"
They fell... again.
6:23
Joe's and Rachel's eyes widened when four teenagers dropped down onto the floor unceremoniously. They all groaned, as they stood up.
"Great idea, Gallagher Girl. Couldn't have thought of that sixteen hours ago?" was Zach's opinion.
Cammie's eyes narrowed, but she was stopped from flipping him onto the ground by Bex. "I didn't see you doing much to help!" she snapped.
"Yeah, Blackthorne Boy. I thought you were the best?" said Bex, voice dripping with venom.
"Guys," Grant said, trying for a soothing voice.
"Shut up, Grant!" the other three snarled.
Rachel cleared her throat. The four blinked, and turned to look at her. That was when the door burst open, and Jonas, Liz and Macey flew into the room. The four that were MIA blinked again. The other three teenager's eyes widened, taking them in.
Joe had to admit, it was a bit of a spectacle. All four were covered in dust, head-to-toe, with clothes rumpled, hair ruffled, and looking distinctly groggy from lack of sleep.
Cammie broke the silence. "Hey, Mom. Mr. Solomon."
The two nodded at her. "So, where exactly have you been?" asked Rachel.
Cammie sighed, biting her lip and looking up. "Well, apparently, I found a new secret passage," she mumbled.
"Strange, I thought we had that closed up years ago," mused Rachel.
Cammie shrugged. "That explains the dust," she said.
Joe tuned out the rest of the conversation, and looked around. He noticed how Cammie was probably the only one besides Rebecca and Zach to be completely relaxed in the room. Of course, he went on to notice that Zach and Cammie were as far away from each other as possible. Grant looked like he wanted to run from the area; Rebecca like she was going to do the same thing to Zach her mother had done to the sniper that was going to take out the Ambassador of Turkey. Briefly, he wondered what that was about, but decided he didn't want to get that involved with his students' lives anymore than he already was.
The other three teenagers just looked irritated. Joe held back a snicker. That would be an interesting conversation no doubt.
"So, you're telling me, you spent all night in the small space up there?" said Rachel, arching an eyebrow.
The four looked at each other briefly. "Yep, that pretty much covers it," confirmed Rebecca.
"Well... I suppose you all want some sleep... and new clothes." Rachel eyed them for a minute. "I guess you're dismissed."
A chorus of "thanks" and "see you later" went up in the air, and the seven left.
Joe turned to Rachel. "Probably wasn't the smartest idea to seal that opening when Cammie started looking through the passages."
She sighed. "Probably. But at least she's safe." Slowly, a smirk appeared. "I don't think the same thing can be said about Zach."
Joe laughed. "Zach's a spy. He can handle it."
"But you're forgetting something," said Rachel, smirk growing wider. "Cammie's not just a girl. She's a Gallagher Girl. And when you face a Gallagher Girl..."
"You face all of the Gallagher Girls," he finished reluctantly.
Maybe Zach couldn't handle it.
Then again, he was the guy that had smooth talked his way into the White House State Dinner.
Joe would leave him to it then. He would just call it a... training excercise.
6:25
"I can't believe you guys disappeared without us!" was the first thing Liz exclaimed.
"Well, if you guys had come, we would have ended up on top of each other," said Cammie.
"Wouldn't want that, would we?" Grant smirked.
"Shut up, Grant," said Bex without much feeling.
"That's been going on a lot, hasn't it?" Macey noted.
The other three nodded.
"So, you're going to tell us all about it, right?" asked Jonas.
"Right," Grant nodded. "But, first, a shower."
"Definitely," said Bex.
"We'll catch up with you guys later!" Cammie said, as the four ran off to their respective rooms.
"This isn't finished!" Macey yelled after them.
Liz turned to Macey, exasperated. "We trail them all over the place, and they ditch us immediately."
Jonas only shrugged. "That's what happens when you're friends with four of the best born spies in the grade."
Liz nodded thoughtfully, and they turned around to get breakfast.
"You know, we never did find out Grant's last name. Or if the CIA did program us in a lab," she said, mostly to herself. "I suppose we could just hack it..."
The same thought went through Macey's and Jonas's mind: she was scary.
7:00
Cammie yawned, jaw reaching its maximum limit, and wished she could go back to sleep. But she was a Gallagher Girl, and they never ever missed class. So, she trudged to breakfast, hoping she would be able to get through the day... and then get some sleep.
Her thoughts flashed to sleeping next to Zach, before she dismissed them quickly.
Only, she couldn't, because she was being pulled into an empty classroom, hand over her mouth. That could be only one person...
The hand was withdrawn, and she turned around to look at Zach. "What do you want now?"
"I'm hurt. You don't want to talk to me?"
"No."
"That hurts, Gallagher Girl," he said.
Cammie rolled her eyes, and turned around to go.
"Wait, Cam."
She stopped. Maybe it was because he said her name. Maybe it was because she still wanted answers. She didn't know. But she stopped. "Yes, Zach?"
"I'm sorry."
Huh?
"I mean, sorry for hacking into your files, and... yeah... you are still mad about that aren't you?"
Cammie blinked at him. Then she laughed. "No, Zach. I mean, I get it. Really. It's just a little weird being on the other side of things."
"Oh, you mean when you stalked Jimmy?"
"Josh."
"Whatever."
She rolled her eyes again, but she smiled. Zach smirked back, leaning his hand on the bookshelf next to them, knocking one of the books over. Her eyes went wide, and she took a step closer.
Then they both fell.
Again.
Ah, hell.
Note: This took place sometime during Book 2. I'm pretty sure there was a bit of OOCness. But it was meant to be a bit cracky. Hope you enjoyed, and remember to review!
Edit: Since a lot of anonymous reviewers keep asking if I'm going to make a sequel, I decided to put this in. I am not making a sequel to this. It would just be redundant and wouldn't have the same impact this story did. I'm glad everyone liked it enough to want a sequel, but it really would be quite pointless. Thank you to all my reviewers! It means a lot to me.