Here is the next chapter. So, I think I might try to show another side of Cammie in this chapter.
Enjoy!
Zach POV
I don't think I have ever trained harder than I have with Cammie. She is tough…strict on me. Over the days, I saw why she was one of the best CIA agents in the CIA.
Today, we were actually going to fight. Not me and Cammie but Cammie had some guy named Oliver coming in for me to fight.
I was actually early today, wearing my black shorts and a black tank top. Then Cammie came over in grey shorts and a black shirt. No shoes, like always. Then Oliver came in a white and black shorts and tank top. I reconized him from when Bex had talked to him about four days ago.
"Ready, Cam?" he grinned at her and I immediately knew that he had a crush on her. She didn't notice though and if she did (which I'm pretty sure she did), she didn't say anything.
"Okay, Zach, go for the weak spots," Cammie advised me. "If you can't find any, go for the delicate parts. Ribs, for example. More of the sort. Got it?"
I nodded and Cammie blew the whistle.
"Zach, your arms are sagging, straighten up," Cammie ordered. I pulled my arms into tighter postion. "Don't make them tense just pull them up."
I did as I was told for two hours straight. I beat Oliver by 2 fights.
After another two days of training, we were going on the survallience mission.
"I have a surprise for you," the Director said. "You four (yes, four, Q and Bex were coming with us) won't be alone in the field. There will be Gallagher Girls there also. So on top of observing possible terriost, you must also make sure they are safe."
I froze. That's where I met Cammie. On a D.C. mission back in high school. I knew Cammie acknowledged this because she tensed up in the slightest.
I thought we would be dismissed after this but the Director kept going.
"Another surprise. You will also be getting a ride to D.C. with the girls," he said. My day just got worst. But… I heard that Joe Solomon still taught at Gallagher Academy so maybe I won't be the only guy on the plane. "Gear up and good luck. Dissmissed."
Bex and Cammie went to the girls weapon station while Q and I went to the boys. I grabbed a shirt that had a Comms unit in the collar. Then I slipped a small gun into my shoe, some napotine patches in my back pockets and a knife in the secret compartment in my pants. I was geared up so I waited for everyone else to be done.
Cammie POV
In the girls weapon center, I grabbed a bracelet with a tracking device (it had a laser in it that you point to the subject and it embeds a tracker in them), earring with Comms unit, a pack of napotine packets in my back pocket, a knife in my front pocket (each) and a small gun in my shoe. Bex grabbed basically the same thing.
Today I wore dark jeans and a blue cotton shirt. Bex wore white jeans and a red silky shirt. We both wore black shoes (would've wore heels but where else would be hiding our guns?) and then we walked out and saw that Q and Zach were ready.
"Got your covers?" I asked.
"Kelly," Bex said.
"Mason," Q commented.
"James," that was Zach.
"And I'm Anna," I nodded. "We're ready and the helicopter is here so let's go."
We walked out and I saw Joe Solomon standing in front of the Gallagher helicopter. Memories came flooding back but I blinked and they were gone. He smiled at me.
"Cameron," he said. "Zach and Bex. Hello, Q."
"Joe (he started letting me call him Joe after I had left Gallagher), so nice to see you here," I said. "Where are the girls?"
"In the helicopter, of course," Joe answered. Opening the doors.
That's when I knew that if I wasn't a trained spy I would've broken down right then and there.
In the helicopter was five girls. One was blonde, one was brunette, one was dirty blonde, on had red hair and had black hair. They were all muscular (P&E, I suppose) and each had something unique about them. The brunette had eyes that were a strange, beautiful mix of green and blue. The red hair one had fair skin. The blonde had a smile that would light up the world. The dirty blonde looked like she had just woken up but still had a glow on her and the black haired one…she was average. She was like me. I knew she would make and excellent future pavement artist.
"Hi," the blonde waved.
I smiled and immeditaly felt a soft spot for her. For all of them actually. Even though they were the next generation and I had graduated 8 years ago, they were still my sister. I knew Bex was thinking the same.
"Hello," the red head one said. "I'm Lora. This is Cassie," she pointed to the blonde. "Georgia," she pointed to the black haired. "Sharey," the dirty blonde. "And Isabella but call her Bella if you want to live," Isabella is the brunette and she reminded me of Bex, in a way.
"This is Rebecca," Bex glared at me. "But call her Bex. This is Q and Zach and I'm Cameron."
All their eyes widened at Bex and me.
"Y-you're my hero," Sharey said. "I'm going to be a pavement artist and I've heard all of your stories. Can you teach me?" then she realized what she said and looked at Joe. "I mean…sorry, Mr. Solomon."
"It's okay," I winked at her. "Maybe I'll stop by."
Sharey grinned and I smiled at her. She was like a younger me. It was amazing how history repeats itself in small ways like this.
"Let's get a move on," Q said. I still didn't like him. When I came home from my most recent mission, he said I was hogging all the mission's. I wasn't. If memory served, I faked my own sickness for a mission so he could go on it. I frowned at him and got in the helicopter.
"Why are you going to D.C.?" Lora asked.
Bex smirked. "That's classified."
All five girls groaned. Bex looked inoccently at them. "What?" she asked.
"Every time we ask for answers, it's always classified," Georgia explained.
Me and Bex looked at eachother seriously then looked them each in the eye once.
"We know," I said. "We've been through the same thing you've been through."
"In fact," Bex looked at Joe. "He was our teacher. How are you, Joe?"
"I've been doing fine, Bex," Joe smiled.
"So, what are you girls doing in D.C.?" Q asked.
"Losing a tail," Cassie shrugged.
This was a serious case of déjà vu.
~An hour, 15 minutes and 21 seconds later~
We landed in D.C. and I looked at the girls.
"Good luck," I glanced at Sharey. "You'll need it."
My team got off the helicopter and I lost sight of them after a while.
"What's first?" I heard Zach asked through Comm's.
"Locating the subject," I said.
I stopped in front of a store and pretended to be interested in the clothing they had. Through the glass I saw someone watching Bex, who was on a bench.
"Duchess, you have someone watching you at 2 o'clock," I informed her before shaking my head at the clothes and walking on.
"Roger that, Chameleon," Bex whispered. "I see him."
"Description?" Q asked.
"White male with blonde hair. White shirt, jean shorts and red Reeboks," Bex said.
"I see him," Zach and Q said at the same time, though they didn't mind.
"Bex, you know what to do," I said as I entered a dark alley (not the scary movie types but it was just dim enough to see). I hid and waited for Bex. A moment later, she passed me, heading out the other end of the alley that led to another street. Almost a 10 seconds later, the man followed. I jumped out and knocked him in the head. He fell to the ground and I slapped a napotine patch on him.
"Man down," I said.
"Good job, Chameleon," Zach congratulated me.
I smiled against my will. Then it quickly faded. I refuse to think about Zach while on a mission.
"I located another one," Q said.
"Q and Zach, position 9-11-2," I ordered. "12 second interval."
2 minutes later I heard Zach say the same thing I had said.
"Man down."
"How many more do you suppose there are?" Bex asked.
"We have 2 down so I suppose there are 3 more, Duchess," I answered her. "Q take south side, Bex, you take east. Zach can have north and I'll take west. Copy?"
"Copy," came three replies.
In five more minutes, Bex had taken out another man, Q had taken out a women and Zach had just spotted the last one. Everyone was near the women except me, I had ventured south-west and the women was at north. I was hurrying toward them. Then I heard the worst thing ever.
"The subject is talking to Cassie," Bex said. "Cassie does not seem to notice that this women is a terriost. Do we intervene Chameleon?"
I froze in place and then talked in rapid fire.
"Q, you intervene. Zach, keep her in your sight. Bex, use the tracking device on the women. I'm on my way," I swerved through the streets but traffic was heavy on a Monday morning.
"Kathrine, there you are," I heard Q say. "Come on, we'll be late for the tour."
"Tracker is on the subject," Bex said.
"Follow her," I ordered. "Keep her in your sight and see where she goes."
"Copy that," Bex answered.
"Cryptic, status report?" I asked as I dodged an old man and women then a mom and her baby.
"I still have sight on the women," Zach paused. "I think she has on a Comm's unit though. She is talking to herself."
"Contact HQ and get them to hack into her Comm's," I said. "And use the software on your phone to see if you can record her conversation. I have a feeling this one is going to be hard to catch."
"I've lost her," Bex said urgently.
"Find her," I said.
"Hound, status?" I asked. Q didn't answer. "Hound? Anwser me!" still no answer.
"This can't be good," Bex muttered. "Chameleon, I have found sight of Lora and Georgia."
"They are okay?" I asked.
"Perfectly okay," Bex answered. "But they seem worried. I'm going to talk to them.
"Cryptic?" I asked as Bex started talking to Lora and Georgia.
"I have no signal on the women but Bookworm has managed to hack into her Comm's unit. She is getting audio feed now," Zach informed.
"Good. Let's see, we have Q missing with Cassie. Bex is with Lora and Georgia. Who are we missing?" I asked him.
"Isabella and Sharey," he answered.
"Find Isabella, make sure she is okay," I said. "I'll find Sharey. Duchess, stay glued to Lora and Georgia till we find Hound and Cassie."
"Okay," Bes said, which I'm sure was a double answer.
"Isabella located," Zach murmered. "I'm approaching her."
"Copy that," I looked around the street. Then I saw Sharey looking out a window in a Starbucks. "Sharey located. Chameleon is approaching."
I walked into the Starbucks and sat in the seat opposite of her. I pretended to be having a conversation with.
"I need you to stay with me," I mumbled.
"Why?" she asked, just as normal.
"Cassie and Hound are missing," I looked at her.
She stared blankly back at me. "Hound?"
"Q."
"Ah, so, what are we going to do about it?" she inquired.
"Duchess has Lora and Georgia. Cryptic has Isabella. You are with me," I avoided her question. Then, into Comm's, I said, "Duchess, follow the subject via tracker. Cryptic, get Liz to track Hound's Comm and Cassie's Comm's unit as well as the woman's."
Sharey, of course, heard this all and took that to be the answer to her question. Then Liz was in on our Comm's unit.
"Chameleon, Hound and Cassie are in the building to your left. The women is getting closer to that particular building," Liz informed me.
I pretended to nod at something Sharey said.
"Sharey," I whispered. "Keep up a one-sided conversation. We have located Hound and Cassie and the women. I'm working on a plan."
She nodded and started talking about Christmas not being far away and what she wanted…blah, blah, blah.
Into Comm's I said, "Duchess, come to the Starbucks where me and Sharey are at with Georgia and Lora. Zach, take Isabella and you two take the cover of being father/daughter. Stall the women until we get Hound and Cassie out."
"Chameleon, we are 3 minutes and 2 seconds away from you and working at a fast pace," Bex informed me.
"Hurry up," I nodded at Sharey. "Let's go, Sharey. Duchess, Lora and Georgia are on there way."
We walked out of Starbucks, careful of the camera's, and waited outside. I glanced left at the building and saw that it was an empty building. Then I saw Bex, Lora and Georgia coming up the street. We waved.
"Anna, how nice to see you!" Bex laughed. "I haven't seen you in a long time. Who is this?"
"This is my daughter, Caren," I smiled and put an arm around Sharey's shoulders. She covered her shock well.
"These are my niece's, Morgan and Gwen," Bex grinned. "Nice to meet your daughter."
People passed so we all slipped into an alleyway.
"There is a window right there," Sharey pointed out. "We could climb through there."
I glanced up. A broken window was open and high enough that if I boosted one of us up, we could climb in.
"Great, Duchess, you first," I looked at Georgia. "You next. Then Lora and Sharey. I'll go last."
I boosted Bex up and heard a faint, "Clear," 2 minutes after she had gone up. Then I got Georgia up. Lora almost lost her footing but Bex grabbed her hand. Sharey went next but she looked a little green.
"What's wrong, Sharey?" I asked her.
"I don't do well with heights," she looked at me sheepishly. "Problably not the best thing for a spy."
"No, not at all but hey, I'm not going to drop you," I smiled warmly at her.
Sharey's pale face went back to its normal color at that reassurance. I blinked. That was a sign she trusted me. I didn't know anyone outside of the CIA trusted me, except my mom and Joe but they don't really count since they are still spies. Suddenly, I felt an unfamiliar warmth run through me and I grinned at the feeling.
I got Sharey up then Bex lent her hand down and with her help I was up. This place was filth. Dust and dirt everywhere. Broken glass, doors, window, anything you could think of, it was broken. Plus, the walls were peeling. Gross.
I whispered into my Comm's unit. "Bookworm, any specific location."
Liz answered a minute and 34 seconds later. "Yeah, take two rights, then a left. Fifth door on your right but watch out, they have guards."
"Roger that," Bex and I said in usion.
"They have guards," I informed the girls. "Be careful."
We went into the hall, which was just as disgusting as the room and went right, at our next intersection in the hall, we took another right and finally the left. We saw one guard guarding the fifth door on the right and I took out the stun gun. I aimed, pulled and he was down.
Bex ran forward and got a napotine patch on him.
"Clear," she confirmed us after checking the guards pulse. The door was locked but Lora had a lock set with her so she picked it and then the door swung open. Q and Cassie were tied to the wall via chains.
I then grinned at Cassie, who looked kind of like Liz.
"How you holding up, Cassie?" I asked as I un-gagged her.
"Good, good. Except I'm chained to a wall!" she said. The girls, counting Bex, snickered and I rolled my eyes.
"I can fix that," I took off my bracelet. I had a tracking laser but you could also set the laser to regular, which could burn through anything, including chains. In five minutes tops we had Q and Cassie out of their chains.
"Warning, Chameleon, the women is on her way," Zach said. I jumped. Totally forgot about him! Oh, well…wait! Did he say the subject was on her way? Uh-oh!
Bex glanced at me for orders.
"Cryptic retreat. We have Cassie and Hound," I informed him. "Get to the helicopter. We are on our way."
"Duchess, get another napotine patch on the guard," I ordered. "Girls, get to the alleyway on which we came in. Jump down and don't be afraid of breaking a bone."
I then ran around checking every room in the hall, making sure the women and guard had no more prisoners.
"Chameleon, let's go," Bex hissed.
"Let's go," I jumped out the window and found the girls hiding. I looked at them curiously and Georgia said, "Just case the women saw us."
I nodded and we went to the street opposite of the street we were just on. Q took Georgia and Bex took Lora and they disappeared. I had Cassie and Sharey.
"Cryptic, status report?" I asked in my Comm's.
"Isabella and me at the helicopter," he said then his voice sounded like he was smirking. "I also have the women hostage. I found her again and ambushed her."
"How come I wasn't informed immediately?" I snapped. A little harsh but I was mission leader, teams shouldn't keep positions away from each other.
"Sorry," he muttered. "I see Duchess and Lora approaching."
"Good," I mumbled.
A few minutes later, we arrived and finally Q and Georgia decided to show themselves (note the sarcasm…).
When we were in flight, we all noticed we hadn't heard from Joe this whole time.
"Where is Joe?" I asked Zach. He shrugged and I sighed. I would worry about Joe later.
Then the girls grinned at each other.
"Mission accomplished," they said at the same time then they laughed and high fived.
I smiled at how much they looked like me and my friends when I was in high school. I grinned at how Macey would say about how they all looked. Then I glanced at Sharey and felt a warmth spread through me.
What is that feeling?
~Meanwhile~
Joe Solomon struggled in his binds. He was tied to a chair and gagged in an unknown place. He didn't know if his girls were all right and he didn't know if they got away from…her.
Suddenly a women came in and drew a dagger. She pressed it to his neck and it leaked Joe's blood.
"You will talk…" she whispered in his ear. "Or else."
Dun dun dun! Yay! Cliffy. Hope you liked this loooong chapter! I know I LOVED writing it!
~SnixX321