I got a pretty good response so I'm going to keep going.

Please tell me what you think! It would be really helpful.

I don't own Gallagher Girls.

Cammie's heels clicked against the marble floor. With each familiar clack, her confidence grew. Today's my day, look out world, she thought, as she walked down the long corridor of the CIA's database. She turned another corner and headed up the major staircase that led to the Chief's office, and what Bex would say, her destiny. She refused to receive another minor mission. This was going to be the day when she finally received her first major mission.

Her confidence grew to annoyance when she saw one other agent waiting outside the Chief's office. Now normally, Cammie was a friendly person who treated others with the respect they desereved, but there was one man who made her want to rip someone's eyeballs out. The same one who was sitting five feet away from her.

And his name was Zachary Goode.

By the grimace on his face, anyone could tell that the feeling was mutual, but unlike Cammie, he had no reason to hate her. She never did anything to make him upset. She acted kind when they first met, but he was a jackass from the beginning. He was conceited and rude, and he was extremely selfish. He had been that way since day one. She still remembers when they first met.

Flashback

Cammie, an eighteen year old who just graduated Gallagher Academy, walked the halls of the CIA's underground base. Although she was nervous inside (it was her first day after all!) she managed to keep her composure. She passed each of the departments without glancing at the names of the rooms. She walked purposely towards her new desk, where she would stay until a promotion. Just one more corner…

She slammed into someone. Someone who happened to be carrying hot coffee that spilled all over her white shirt. Normal girls would have screamed at the hot liquid burning skin, but Cammie grabbed a Kleenex from her bag and started to blot the humongous stain forming on her shirt.

"Great, now I need to get more coffee!" the stranger said, frustrated.

"Um, I'm sorry?" Cammie said in confusion.

"You really need to watch where you are going! You're not the only one here!" the man snapped at her.

"Well, you're not the one with hot coffee on their shirt!" she said, calmly.

"Aren't you a spy? Hot coffee is like a paper cut compared to field work. Lemme guess, you're a rookie? Just what we need around here, more dimwits!" the man said, agitated.

"I'm not a dimwit!" she said back, lightly. She didn't need to make enemies her first day of work.

"Well, you don't exactly know common sense, do you?" the man snapped before storming away.

End

It only got worse from there though. Cammie learned that her new found rival was none other than the CIA legend himself, Zach. He thought he was the best (which, though she hates to admit it, he is) and he looked down upon everyone, except the Chief. She was surprised that Jonas, a very sweet guy, and Grant, who was a little conceited himself, were even friends with the monster.

"What are you doing here?" he asked her, unhappily.

Cameron Morgan annoyed him. She was always so perky and happy all the time. Well, at least when Zach isn't around. She was so naïve and he couldn't believe the CIA hired her. But the fact that she was good, like really good, and that she could take his top spot with one major mission was the thing that annoyed him the most. Not that he would ever admit it to someone.

"I was asked to come down here. Something about a major mission," she gloated towards him. Zach mentally groaned. There goes being the best agent…

"Um, news flash, but I think that's going towards me. You're probably going to get a job so easy, a civilian could do it," he rolled his eyes. She glared at him.

"Oh, really, Mr. Conceited? Well, this is coming from the man that hasn't been in the field since 2003," she shot back.

"I had a major injury! I asked to go back in but the Chief didn't want to lose his best agent! Besides I have done much more than you!" he shot back.

"Jackass," she mumbled.

"Bitch," he shot back. When turned on her laptop in frustration, he was satisfied. It also reminded him to check his email which he hadn't gotten to do yet…

Five minutes later his aim popped up with a new message…from her.

Zach had been talking with a girl for about one year now. She was kind, she was sweet, and she was everything he liked, but right now she was furious.

HidingInPlainSite: I hate him!

2Good4You: Who?

HidingInPlainSite: My dumb co-worker. He's always bugging me!

2Good4You: I know the feeling. I swear that sometimes, I work with a bunch of idiots.

HidingInPlainSite: I wish I could say the same about him, but he's really good at his job. He's actually better than me, but the worst part about it is that he uses it to be conceited.

2Good4You: Well, you don't have to deal with retards and mountains of paperwork! I swear that sometimes I'm talking to a wall!

HidingInPlainSite: Yeah, you're right. At least I don't have to deal with my co-worker all the time. That would awful. I actually enjoy most of the people I work with.

2Good4You: You're really lucky then. I can't tolerate some of the people I work with.

HidingInPlainSite: That stinks for you then. Hey, I have to go, my boss is calling me.

Cammie signed off. Usually she would want to talk longer, but the Chief wanted her. The nice thing about this mystery person was the fact that she didn't know him. She didn't know what he looked like or what his job was. In fact, the only thing she really knew about him was that he was a male. Other than that, she didn't know anything. Maybe that's why it felt so safe to open up with her feelings (but not any personal information.)

"Agent Morgan, Agent Good, step inside my office, please," the Chief said. Zach and Cammie obeyed, glaring at each other.

"Now it has come to my attention that you two have had some differences in the past," he started. Cammie gulped. "But you two with have to put those major differences aside for now. I need you both to go on a top priority mission, together. You will be undercover as a married couple." Zach winced slightly at the word 'married' but he had done worse. The worst part was that he had to go on this mission with a rookie.

"Um, Sir, don't you think it might be better if I teamed up with a more…experienced partner?" Zach said. Cammie gave him an annoyed look.

"You don't think I can handle this? I'm very welled prepared. In fact, if anyone should be staying here it's you," she snapped back.

"Yeah, right! The only missions you have been on are finding lost files and re-filling the stapler, if you're lucky! You wouldn't be able to handle this mission by yourself and then only way you're even going on this mission is because I'll be there to baby-sit you! Face it, toddlers are more trained for this mission," Zach said towards Cammie.

"Zachary," the Chief warned, but the two agents ignored him.

"Please! You have the attention span of a caterpillar! The only thing you concentrate on is a mirror! You haven't been in the field in five years, and times have changed. The only reason you don't want me on this mission is so you can pretend you're the best again. Well, let me tell you, your glory days are behind you! You're just going to throw your back out and slow me down!" Cammie snapped back at him.

"We're the same age! And I have only thrown my back out once! When I lifted a crate holding an infant elephant!" Zach said. Before Cammie could say another word, the Chief slammed his hand on the desk.

"Well, you have the marriage fighting down, but you two have got to behave yourselves. You guys are the best available operatives right now. Do this for the sake of your country! Now listen, you are going to Japan in search illegal nuclear weapons. You will do this. No buts, Ms. Morgan!" the Chief said right when Cammie was about to say something.

"Well, surely there is someone with a higher ranking that is available," Zach protested. "What about Becky?"

"Injured."

"Sarah?"

"In North Korea."

"Donald?"

"Undercover in Mexico."

"Bex?"

"MI6 needed her for something."

"Paul?"

"He's still in some trouble involving that Norwegian ice skater."

"Tina Walters? She's the same level as Cammie," Zach said. He would rather spend all his lifetime with Tina Walters than going anywhere alone with Cammie. He couldn't stand her personality or her voice or anything about her.

"Um, Tina is a little busy with some paperwork," the Chief said, but judging from his eyes, he didn't want Tina on this mission. "Listen, you two have to stop complaining. You're agents! You have to deal with each other!" The two unhappily grumbled a 'Yes, Sir'.

"You may leave," he told them, with a wave of his hand, turning to his computer. "Your covers are on your desks."

"I can't believe you just talked to him like that! When I almost started to protest and cut me off but he let you rant and rave like a spoiled teenager girl," Cammie said once they were out of the office.

"That's the treatment you get when you're the best," Zach smirked at her. "A feeling you will never know."

"I'm sensing that someone is scared," Cammie taunted him. "I think that you know I'll replace you soon and that's why you want me to stay here so bad, so that I won't beat you at being the best agent."

"I'm not scared, and the real reason I don't want you coming with me is because I don't like you, at all," he said, rolling his eyes.

"Whatever," she said, walking away. He watched her walk down the hall and then turned away and started walking in the opposite direction.

"Hey, Zach!" Eva Alvarez said to him eagerly. Eva was just about to join the non-exclusive list of Zach's ex-girlfriends. It was about time anyway, they had been going out for four months now.

Zach was a player. He dated pretty much every girl in the office, and several in the field. He never got emotionally attached to them, so he was always the one breaking up with them. Sure, he could fall in love and want to marry a girl, but that would be no fun. It would be like sticking to one type of drink for the rest of his life. It would just get old, but there would always be one girl he couldn't date; the girl from online. She always seemed so real and trusting, but he was a spy and knew that everything is not what it seems.

"Hey, Eva, listen, I think we need to talk," Zach said. He didn't like breaking girl's hearts, so he tried to be as gentle as possible.

"Sure," she giggled, as he pulled her into an empty hallway.

Fifteen minutes later, Zach was walking away with a very red cheek. He never expected Eva to be the slapping type. With her sobs still ringing in his ears, he passed by his best friend's desk.

"Hey, man. Yikes, so I'm guessing you broke up with Eva," Grant said, pointing to his cheek.

"Yeah, no duh," Zach said, leaning against the wall.

"So, how'd it go?" Grant said.

"Well, she cried really hard, but not as bad as Tiffany, and then she asked 'why?' for ten minutes straight and then she slapped me… hard," he explained.

"Not the break-up, I'm talking about the meeting," Grant said.

"Oh, yeah I'm going on some top priority mission with Cammie Morgan. Shoot me," Zach said.

"Why? Cammie's nice. She makes awesome muffins, too," Grant said. Zach gave his friend a weird look. "What?"

"How would you know? Are you two best friends or something?"

"No, she made them for Bex and I stole one," Zach gave his friend another weird look. "They smelled amazing and I was really hungry and…"

"I don't care that much. The fact is I hate her, not matter how great of a cook she is. I just can't wait to get it over with," Zach said.

"Whatever, hey there was a file on you're desk. It seems pretty important," Grant said.

"It's just my cover, probably," Zach said. "I'll see you later." Zach walked away from Grant and toward his desk. Sitting there was a file with his name on it. Inside of it though, was his cover's name: Brian Johnson. He quickly scanned the rest of the folder.

"Great, I'm married!" Zach said, picking up the wedding ring that was in the folder. This cover may be harder than he thought.

I'm sorry it's a short first chapter and they have really lame screen names. If you guys have any suggestions for the screen names that would help immensely. Thank you!