CAMMIE'S POV

I got up and walked to the kitchen for some breakfast when I nearly had a heart attack. Oh that's right Zach's here. Oh well, I have no energy. Let him be.

"Cammie?"

Guess who's awake? And still drunk? "Yes Zach?"

"How'd I get here? I could of sworn I was at Jessica's house. She gave this address." His royal drunkenness, Zach, replied with the pronunciation of a two year old. With a muzzle on. And I'm pretty sure that if I hadn't known Zach since we were 14 I don't think I would have understood him.

"You're drunk Zach. And who's Jessica?"

"This girl I met last night at the bar."

"What was she doing at the bar?"

"Dancing," he relied simply.

"What was she dancing on? Or more importantly with?" It was like I was talking to a first grader.

"A pole, Gallagher Girl, I need help," answered Zach.

"Well I could have told you that!" I laughed.

"Cammie, I'm serious." Replied Zach, in a voice that implied he wasn't in the mood for joking.

"What is it love?"

"I just got completely wasted with a stripper on my lap most of time and then she gives me your address, so we can do things she would never do in public. And now here I am covered in bacon grease dressed in an Elmo costume along with the fact that I have no idea how I got in here. Also it's morning and I'm laying on your kitchen floor, supposedly waiting for a girl to show up who isn't you. By the way how'd I get on your floor with bacon grease and bacon on me?"

"Okay, I'm going to call the office and say I can't make it in. Then we'll discuss Jessica. And as for the whole Elmo bacon thing, well when I walked into my apartment last night I found Elmo cooking bacon in my kitchen, so instinctively I snuck up behind you and grabbed the pan really quickly and knocked you unconscious so I could check you for ID and when I found out it was you, well I just went to bed and let you be."

I decided to let him go easy and changed some of the story so he didn't have to know about the whole kissing thing. He probably thought, being in the drunken state of mind he was in, that I was Jessica.

When I got back from my fake sickness phone call, I decided to interrogate Zach."So what you're telling me is that you got dumped by some bitch, whose name we are leaving unsaid, and you decided to go to a bar and drown your sorrows? Déjà vu man. Wait that's not important. Forget I said that. Back my point. Zach, why the hell did you do that? She could be some sort of spy or terrorist from The Circle that wants to kill you."

"Yeah, I know. It was a stupid thing to do. And déjà vu? I want to hear this story Gallagher Girl."

"Another time Blackthorne Boy. But more importantly, how in the hell did she get my address?"

"I have no idea. I just got the piece of paper, stumbled into a taxi, handed him the paper and on we went. I think she mentioned something about how she just bought it and the person who had previously lived there had a more modern sense of style then she does and for me not to judge her by the interior of her place."

"That's strange. I like modern furniture. And she did give you my address. Wait, I got a call from some foreign country. But I didn't take it because I was in the middle of work so I couldn't. And I kind of forgot about it."

"What would a foreign phone call have to do with anything… Wait are you saying that the C.O.C. is back?"

"No Zach. Not them. The last time they told me my cover's over and that the CIA is putting the place I live back up for grabs it was an untraceable phone call from a foreign country… I didn't even think about that!"

"So what you're saying is that your cover's over and that slut bought your apartment?"

"YES! And in fact this means I have a mission coming up very, very, very, very, very, very soon! I'm so excited! I get to quit this stupid job finally!' I practically screamed at my confused friend.

Five hours later we are on a plane back to D.C. to CIA head quarters. I couldn't help the huge smile on my face. I mean yeah, my cover was only for like 6 months but I can't do the day to day jobs. They just don't work for me. I made my decision when I was a sophomore in high school. And I haven't looked back since.

"So what entrance do we use?" Zach asked once we got off the plane and to the mall. Yes I said mall. There are secret entry ways through places like restaurants and malls.

"Starbucks. I could really go for a Carmel Frappuccino. Or maybe and iced Carmel macchiato." I say, daydreaming about them. That was the one thing I loved about New York. If I was feeling down I could go grab a Starbucks and walk to central park, sit on a bench and feel like I'm in a romantic comedy. Or the classic, Breakfast at Tiffany's. I've done that a couple of times.

"They have an entrance in Starbucks?" Zach asked, breaking me out of my day dream.

"Um, yeah. It's new, Bex told me over email."

"Works for me."

So, now the trick was finding out which one is the right one. I mean there had to be at least five different ones in this mall alone.

Starbucks #1. "Hi, I'd like the Bond Special." I asked. That's the secret coffee shop question you ask so you know it's the right place.

"Oh, I've never heard of that. Maybe you have the place wrong. This is Starbucks." Stated the bitchy sales clerk whose name was ironically Jessica.

"Hey Zach. Was that your Jessica in there?" I asked Zach as soon as we were out of ear shot.

"Ha! No. And thank god. I don't know what I would have done if that were her. I missed you Gallagher Girl." Laughed Zach. As he put his arm around my shoulders.

"I missed you too. I'm glad we get to do a mission together again. Hopefully this one is more glamorous than the last." I said with a shiver, remembering the last mission we had together. We had to be janitors at a hospital in Germany. Boy was that fun.

"Tell me about it. I mean going to Blackthorne made me damn tough. But I'm sorry. Being a janitor at a hospital is just disgusting. I will give up the mission if that's what we are doing again."

"Oh, hey. There's another Starbucks."

Starbucks #2. I run in with Zach tailing me and ask the mighty question, "Hi, I'd like the bond special."

"Sorry you must have the wrong place. This is Starbucks. Can I get you something else hon?" Asked the nicer Starbucks worker. Whose name is Annie. Annie, see that's a nice person name,

"Um, never mind. I think I did end up getting the wrong place. But thank you anyway." I said turning on my heel and grabbing Zach's hand and pulling him away from some girl he was making out with. "I can see you are really making an effort to keep a low profile."

"What she came on to me. And she was kind of hot so I thought what the hell."

"Just shut up Zach. We have things to do." I said as we ran through the mall trying to find the stupid Starbucks so I could find out my mission already. "Zach?" I asked when I felt he wasn't behind me. And sure enough he was still by that other Starbucks cocking an eyebrow at me. So I trudged back over to him. "What's up with you. We don't have time to waste."

"'Just shut up Zach'" Zach said in a voice that I supposed was meant to be mine… sounded more like a munchkin. "That was a loaded statement Cam. Is everything all right with you? You're never like this."

"Like I said before Zach. We don't have time for this right now." That's when I looked up and saw yet another Starbucks. "Let's try this one… Look if we get a mission together then we will talk then understood?"

"Yes ma'am." Zach said with a mock army salute.

"Ass." I mumbled as I ran for the stairs. Screw escalators. They just cause problems. This time Zach choose to ask the girl, well he was really a guy… just a gay one.

"Hi, can I get a bond special." Asked Zach to a gay guy that kept looking at me funny… LUKE CASTDON! My ex! Shit I've got to get Zach out of that.

"Make that two thank you." Just in time.

"Why hello Cameron. Looking beautiful as always." Said Luke with a smirk.

"Luke," I nodded my head to him in greeting, "you look… gay."

"Cover." Short, sweet and no emotion. Good ol' Luke.

"Nothing's changed." Crap. Did I just say that out loud?

"Are we really going to start this here?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

"No. All I want is my damn coffee and I'm good." Turn to Zach, "No pun intended." Who replies with his signature "Goode Smirk". Looking around the coffee shop I noticed that everyone was staring at the tree of us. Better make this quick. So I shot Luke a look that said HURRY THE FUCK UP! And like a good boy, he did.

"That's one grande Java Chip Frapp. and one venti Iced Carmel Macchiato double shot. Anything else?"

"No, that will be all thank you." I replied, getting antsy right now.

Then we have to wait for our coffee(down fall of the Starbucks entry). When we finally got our coffee, Zach and I dashed to the restroom. Yes, together and I'm sure that struck up some very interesting conversations but oh well. No shame no game right? The bathroom is where it all happens. Now get your mind out of the gutter I'm not talking about that stuff. I look at Zach give him a smile and he takes my hand. Let's do this. He pushed the button that starts the tests. "But I wanted to push the button." I whined.

Zach's POV

"But I wanted to push the buttoned" she whined.

"Oh cry me a river Gallagher Girl." I retort back with my signature smirk. This makes most girls swoon at the very sight. Not her though. She's in her own league. She calls Bex the Egyptian Goddess. Has she taken a look in the mirror lately? Damn, girl's a- Beep, beep, beep. The sound indicating that the test is about to start takes me away from my train of thought. Probably a good idea. I need to control myself. She's just so damn beautiful though!

"Zach? It's time to stop daydreaming about me and get your finger

A/N: So this chapter was a lot longer. Sorry about them. I'll make the next chapter a little more reasonable. PLEASE REVIEW!