I want to say I'm soooo sorry for taking so long to post a new chapter! I've reviewed the applications sent in by people interested in the beta position; I want to thank everyone who tried out.
Maysun Rain, you are officially my beta! [Yes!!!!]
I know I didn't send you this chapter to edit, but you will on the rest of the chapters. Now for the real story! Oh yeah, I changed my name to I'mFloatingOnCloudNine...hehe

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Cammie woke up the next day, stretching like a cat who woke up from a long sleep. As a spy, she naturally looked around, taking in her surroundings. As she was making her observations, she notied a beige piece of paper on the coffee table near the couch she was sleeping on. She opened it and started reading.

C--

Sorry to have left before you woke up, but Liz and I had
to go to headquarters. Liz had to go finish her newest
creation. You know, the contacts that are equipped with
lasers, heat scanners, X-Ray vision, camera, and all
the effects of contacts. You do remember right? Anyway,
we get first dibs on them, just FYI. I'm going to HQ
'cuz one of ours captured that guy who was planning
on bombing the United States with missiles...what was his
name again? I forgot, but I'm going to interrogate him
and try to find out where the rest of his 'buddies' are.
Call me when you wake up!

--B

Putting down the note, Cammie walked to the bathroom and brushed her teeth. She walked into her room and opened her drawers, trying to find the maternity dress that Macey bought her. After rummaging for ten minutes, she finally found the dress. It was black and floor length with a slit that ran up to her knees in the front. It looked like a strapless dress but had straps that crisscrossed in the front [I don't know how to describe it, so go on my profile and click on the link]. She knew Macey would approve. Cammie wore black flats instead of heels due to her pregnancy, wore some gold bracelets, curled her hair, and put on some blush and lip gloss. She ran a brush through her hair and she knew she was done. She didn't want to look in the mirror, fearing what she would see [I mean...she saw ELENA with ZACH...so she had to be a bit down don't you think?].

After eating a bagel, she grabbed her purse and car keys. She locked the door after walking out into the hallway and exited to the parking lot, where one of her numerous cars was. Yes, she had many cars, but they were put in a secret CIA garage. The one she was driving right know was a simple black BMW X5 xDrive48i. Starting the engine, the car roared to life and drove her down to the nearest CIA entrance.

Zach woke up to the smell of maple syrup. Quickly brushing his teeth, he grabbed the nearest clothes he could find. He wore a Ralph Lauren polo that hugged his muscular arms and chest; a pair of Diesel jeans; and put on his Rolex watch. Walking down the stairs, he saw that Elena was making breakfast; she made bacon, waffles, eggs, toast, and freshly squeezed orange juice. Kissing her good morning, he quickly devoured his breakfast. Elena just smiled and started eating too, at a slower pace. He stopped eating and looked up at his fiance's face.

"What's wrong, honey?" asked Zach.

"Oh, nothing much. I'm just thinking of our wedding and our baby. We're going to be a family soon! Can you believe it?" exclaimed Elena.

"No, darling, I can't believe it," said Zach, who was trying to smile. He couldn't help but think of Cammie and how she was pregnant with his child. He knew she should tell Elena, but he just couldn't. He was such a screw up. Deciding to be a man, he told Elena, "I'll be home a bit late, but I have some news that you won't be so happy to hear."

Elena stared in confusion, but obviously trusted Zach, so she just nodded. Bidding her goodbye, he went to the driveway where his car, a black Lexus LF-A Roadster Concept, was. Elena was going to meet with the wedding planner, so he knew she was occupied today.

He sped down the road, all the way to a CIA entrance where he met his ex-girlfriend...

CAMMIE MORGAN

Pretending he didn't see her, he drove next to one of the 'tollboths.' Inside was a CIA agent who asked him some security questions:

"What is the color of the day?"

"Purple," said Zach.

"What is the name of the day?"

"Noelle"

"Please put your chin on the tray," said the agent, preparing him for an eye scan.

Zach obliged and passed, but not before Cammie did. She pulled out in front of him and sped forward. Coming to a rest at the real CIA entrance, she tossed her keys to the valet and raced inside, most likely to meet her friends. He raced after her and was surprised how fast she could run, even though she was pregnant. He grabbed on to her wrist and spun her around, needing to talk to her. Before he could open his mouth to say anything, she surprised him by twisting her arm so she could grab his, twisted his wrist, kicked him in the place-where-sun-don't-shine [sending him to his knees], twisted his arm to his back, put her knee on his back, and said in his ear, "I may be pregnant but don't you dare touch me. I am a spy and I will kill you next time. Do you understand?" she asked while twisting his arm more, causing him into extreme pain.

"Yes, ma'am," said Zach.

Cammie let go, heard Grant come to Zach's side, and she walked off. But not before she heard Grant say, "Dude, she like, totally kicked your ass right there. Shit man, don't punch me. I wasn't the one who did that to you."

Smiling to herself, Cammie walked away.

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CloudNine