A/N First of all I would just like to remind you that you really shouldn't read this if you haven't read OGSY! Second I just wanted to say thanks to all my reviewers you guys are awesome! So I guess there was some confusion about a couple of things:

Will and Morgan are the same age, they are both 9th graders

Josh and DeeDee are NOT aware that their neighbors are really Zach and Cammie, they aren't even aware that their son goes to a spy school! They're kinda clueless :)

The lady that attacked Morgan was Zach's mom NOT Cammie's. She was the leader of the Circle of Cavan.

Sorry for the confusion! The first part of this chappy is in Rachel's (Cam's mom's) perspective. So without further ado I give you chapter 4!

Disclaimer: I don't own the Gallagher girls series :(

Rachel

The moon radiated brilliantly through the bullet-proof window as Rachel Morgan stared out at the night sky from her bedroom. It had been another grueling, yet productive day as headmistress at the Gallagher Academy. Dr. Fibs had accidentally spilled a radioactive chemical in his lab, the 8th graders had learned how to kill a man with a towel and a bar of soap, and the junior cove-ops class had gone on a field-trip to Disneyland to learn how to lose a tail. Rachel had been there to oversee it all.

Rachel sighed and sunk into her bed. She was getting too old for this. It was time she took an actual knitting class instead of teaching teenage girls how to disable an alarm using knitting needles. This job was beginning to wear her down. It it weren't for Cammie and Zach, she probably would've quit years ago. Rachel turned onto her side and squinted to look at the photo on her nightstand. That photo appeared to be so out of place along side all of the lasers and holograms that engulfed her bedroom. She traced her finger along the dark wood frame and admired the teenage girl in the picture. It was her granddaughter.

"Morgan," Rachel whispered to herself. She felt a pang in her gut every time she heard Morgan's name aloud. Rachel just kept thinking that she should be here, at Gallagher, learning the family business. Morgan had all the makings to be a great spy, and yet Cammie had decided to shield her from the spy world-Rachel's world. As much as Rachel enjoyed spending time with her granddaughter, she knew that to many lies stood between them for them to have any sort of bond. It was no use.

Rachel closed her eyes and began to drift off to sleep when all of a sudden, she felt the bracelet that she always wore on her right wrist begin to vibrate. There was only one thing that could mean. Intruder. Someone was on the Gallagher grounds who really wasn't supposed to be there.

Before she could realize what was going on, instincts kicked in, and Rachel sprang up out of bed and dashed to her office. She ran over to her desk and pressed the blue button five times. She turned to face the the enormous painting of the Eiffel tower the covered the west wall of the room.

"One, two, three," Rachel counted off and immediately the Eiffel tower disappeared and a large television was revealed behind it. The television had hundreds of different screens, each with a different image of the Gallagher Mansion's grounds. Rachel quickly ran her eyes over all the different images when all of a sudden she saw someone moving across the front lawn.

"Morgan?" Rachel found herself saying that name aloud for the second time that night. It couldn't be. What was she doing here? Rachel zoomed in on the camera of the front yard. Sure enough, there was Morgan, looking lost as she aimlessly wandered the front lawn of the massive mansion in flannel pajama pants and a camisole. Something was not right.

Rachel threw on her slippers and made her way to the front door of the mansion. Being quiet so no one would hear her(she was a spy after all) Rachel slipped out the front door, after disabling all of the alarms of course.

When Rachel was close enough that Morgan would hear her she said, "Morgan, sweetheart what on earth are you doing here?" Morgan turned around, the moonlight shining down on her face showed all the fear in her eyes.

"She came to our house," Morgan trembled. "My other grandma, dad's mom. She cam to our house and started attacking me but then mom and dad came in and put a patch on her neck and then more huge men came and started fighting mom and dad. Mom told me I had to run so I did and I guess I came here." Morgan shrugged that last part off and then shuddered. She spoke so fast but it didn't matter. Rachel absorbed every single word of what she said. Three things were now very clear to her:

1)Alexandra Goode was back and she was trying to re-build the Circle of Cavan. 2)Zach and Cammie might be in serious danger. And 3) Morgan still had no clue what was going on.

Rachel took a long look at her granddaughter's grim face and said, "Morgan, I think it's time you and I had a talk."

She told her everything. She told Morgan the fact that Gallagher Academy was actually a school for spies, and that her best friend Will went to a similar type of school only it was for boys. She told Morgan about how her parents had taken down the terrorist organization called the Circle of Cavan when they were eighteen. She told her that her other Grandmother just happened to be the leader of that terrorist organization, and that she was the only member of the Circle to have gotten away. And finally, she told Morgan about her parents' real identities.

"You, Morgan Rose Goode, are a spy legacy, " Rachel said, reaching out to take Morgan's hands. Before she could though, Morgan backed away.

" How could you! My whole life has been made up of lies, and you didn't do anything to stop them!"

" I wanted to tell you Morgan. Believe me. But it wasn't my decision. Your parents were just trying to protect you." Rachel let out a sigh of relief at finally getting those words out that had been swelling up inside her for so many years.

"You could have convinced them to tell me! You could have done anything besides going along with it and letting me believe that I lived a normal life! I am not some little girl that needs to be protected from the world anymore!" And with that Morgan started to sob. Rachel slowly walked toward her and was surprised when Morgan gave in and sunk into her grandmother's arms. Rachel had always been a strong woman, but standing there in the cold air, clutching Morgan to her chest, she couldn't help but let a tear fall down onto the lawn.

Morgan

Morgan stared up at the ceiling as she lay in the small twin bed in one of the guest rooms at Gallagher academy. She couldn't believe what had happened to her. She had gone from being ordinary girl to spy legacy all in one day. At first when Morgan heard the news she was shocked, then she was angry, then she was scared, and now as she lay in bed she decided she was furious. How could her parents do this to her? She remotely understood them wanting to protect her, but if they would've sent her to Gallagher then she would have learned how to protect herself.

Grandma Rachel said she was going to send people to make sure her parents were alright, and to inform then that she was safe. Safe. Would she ever be safe? Morgan shuddered at the thought. After a few minutes, sleep took over her and she drifted off. Morgan woke about an hour later to the sound of Grandma Rachel coming through the door.

"Your parents are fine kiddo."

"Why should I care?" Morgan mumbled, still groggy from sleep. Her grandma seemed to shrug it off.

"The three circle agents are dead but you grandmother-" Rachel stopped and cringed at the word. "She got away. Again.

"I thought my parents were good spies," Morgan said sarcastically.

" Oh believe me, they are. But one mistake is all it takes. Anyway, we all agreed that it would be best if you stayed here for a while." Morgan nodded in some-what of an agreement. There they go again, making a decision that they think will keep Morgan "protected" and look how that turned out last time. Rachel gave Morgan a penetrating stare and said, " Morgan I need you to be careful. It's not safe out there for you right now," Rachel said motioning towards the window. "Now get some sleep kiddo."

Once her grandmother had left, Morgan glanced out the window again. It's not safe out there for you right now. The words echoed in her head over and over again. Morgan was just about to lay back down when something caught her eye. It was a piece of paper on the windowsill. Quietly, Morgan crept out of bed and tip-toed over to the window. A note. It was addressed to Morgan. Hands shaking, Morgan curiously unfolded the paper. Inside it read:

Dearest Morgan,

I know the last time you saw me I was knocked out on the floor of your bedroom, but no worries, I have my ways of getting away. You probably are very frightened of me, I'm sure your parents or Rachel have already brainwashed you and informed you that I was previously the leader of the organization known as the Circle of Cavan. I am here to tell you that the I and the Circle of Cavan are not bad, in fact we have only the best of intentions. I just wish that your parents could see that.

I love you Morgan, you are my flesh and blood. All these years I have been trying to find you so I could tell you this. I believe it was wrong what your parents did by not telling you that you were born into a family of spies. You have so much potential and it is a shame they are keeping you from pursuing it. I would never do that to you. I only want the best for you and I believe that you can do great things.

Let me teach you Morgan. Let me show you how great you can be. Together we can bring back the Circle of Cavan and be powerful in this world. I know we didn't get off on the best note but if you give me the chance I can prove to you what a wonderful grandmother I can be.

Meet me tomorrow morning at seven by the biggest oak tree in the forest directly behind the East wing of the mansion, you can't miss it. Do not worry about setting off an alarms, I have already taken care of that for you. You can do it Morgan, you can leave this life behind. Leave all the people who have lied to you and take charge of your own life. It's your destiny.

With love,

Grandma Alexandra Goode

P.S. This is evapopaper which means it will disappear in ten minutes. (It's a spy thing)

Morgan's jaw dropped in awe as she staggered backwards trying to sit down on the bed. Grandma Alex was right. All her mom, dad and grandma Rachel had ever done to her is lie. How could she ever trust them again? Morgan had a sudden urge to be more than just the girl next door. You can do great things. She told herself. You can be powerful.

It could be a trap, but she had sounded so sincere, and she was her grandmother. That was it. Seven a.m. Seven a.m. tomorrow her life would start and she would be ready.

A/N Wow that chapter was a lot harder to write then I thought. Probably wasn't my best but oh well. I hope you liked it! Please please please review! Oh yeah the next chapter will be all about the boys and their perspectives! (Zach&Will) I will try to update by Saturday at the latest! Thank you and review :)