I definitely have two different 1200 word papers to be writing right now, but who cares, right?

Thanks to a few people for this chapter. My beta, topXsecret, ISpyANinjaAndItsMe for her ideas that I'm borrowing, and Posideon for just making me laugh!

As I said, some of the ideas in this chapter and the next (mostly the next) go to ISpyANinjaAndItsMe!

Here it is! Hope y'all like it(:

"Do you want a cup of coffee, Cammie?"

I was too zoned out, floating in my own little world, to realize that Zach was trying to get my attention.

"Hellooo, earth to Gallagher Girl!"

"Hmm?"

"I asked you a question, but you didn't reply."

Just to get him to leave me alone for a second, I decided to say yes to whatever he'd asked, "Oh, sure! That's fine."

"Finally! We're going to be parents!"

"What?" I started to panic at the mess I may have gotten myself into.

"You said, 'sure.'"

"But-but," I sputtered.

"Gosh, Gallagher Girl, I was just kidding."

I glared at him, "Not funny, Zachary."

"Maybe someone should pay attention in the future," he smirked and kissed my cheek. "Now what's on your mind?"

"I'm sure it's not a big deal… And, I'm probably just being dumb worrying about it, but I'm still trying to figure out where I've seen that man from last night before."

He got this weird look on his face, but he quickly recovered and gave me a big hug. "It's not stupid if you're worrying about it, but maybe you should just try and put it in the back of your mind," he looked into my eyes and pouted. "It is our honeymoon."

"Of course," I pecked his cheek, "Let's get dressed and go have some fun."

"Any ideas?"

"Macey promised me that if I didn't bring back at least five articles of clothing, she'd personally terrorize my dreams, so I think it's a shopping morning."

"That doesn't sound like much fun."

I laughed when he groaned, but I was holding back one of my own, "Come on, Blackthorne Boy. Intimidated by some shopping bags?"

"Very."

Walking out of the dressing room, I acted completely serious and asked, "Zachy, do you think this dress makes me look fat?"

He glared daggers at me in response.

I exploded in laughter and assured him I'd only be a few more minutes. I changed back into my own clothes and sorted through my yes, no, and maybe piles.

I decided to have a little more fun before I let Zach get out of this torture. Grabbing a black one-shouldered mini dress covered in sequins, I walked out and twirled for Zach.

He coughed just a little trying to cover his surprise, and said, "That looks great."

"I was thinking I may pay Josh a little visit apologizing for the hospital bills and this would be just perfect, wouldn't it?"

"Over my dead body," he hissed.

"Is Zachary jealous?" I widened my eyes and tried to sound as innocent as possible.

"Why should I be? You're Mrs. Cameron Goode, not Mrs. Cameron Ab-" he gagged. "I can't even say it, but I have no reason to be jealous. You're mine."

"That I am," I kissed his lips before going back to the dressing room.

Right before I walked in, he said, "I don't mind if you want to wear that to dinner tonight, though!"

I just laughed. "I'll consider it. Let me change and pay, and then I'm done," I told him.

"Done shopping?"

"No, sweetheart. Done with this store."

He groaned again.

"Why don't you walk around while I'm at the next store? Go and see if there's a nice little place to eat lunch. You don't mind carrying my bags for me, do you?" I fluttered my eyelashes and tried to sound as sweet as I could.

"Really, Gallagher Girl? I never thought I'd be the type of man who-"

My glare must have been enough to tell him to stop there, and he quickly backtracked.

"-who loved his wife this much. Of course I don't mind."

"Much better," I kissed his cheek and promised to see him soon.

I was finally done shopping, and I knew Macey would be pleased when we got back. With my shopping bags in tow, I was on my way to meet Zach for lunch.

But then, I saw him. The man. The man I'd ran into. The man I knew I had seen, but couldn't remember.

There had been something that I hadn't told Zach. I had barely admitted it to myself. While I couldn't really place anything about the man I was so absolutely sure I knew, there was one word that kept popping into my head. Circle. The Circle of Cavan.

He turned into a dark alley and spoke into his watch… Ha. Just kidding. A spy's life isn't always that clichéd.

He actually paused at one of the booths on the street that was selling some handmade jewelry. Right beside it was another booth overflowing with hanging curtains, and I saw my chance.

Being the pavement artist I am, I came up behind him without him taking any notice of my presence. As soon as he stepped towards the other booth, I grabbed him, ducked behind a curtain, and pressed him against a building wall, twisting his arm behind him.

"Who are you?" I asked harshly.

He grunted in pain, "Who are you?"

I twisted his arm harder, "Answer the question."

He took a deep breath and said, "Check my back pocket. I have an ID."

Making sure I didn't give him any room to get free, I found the card. I looked it over and the venom in my voice scared even me, "Where did you get this?"

"It's mine."

"That's… That's not possible." He had to be lying. There was no way this man was my father.

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