hey guys!!!!! BEFORE U READ THIS CHAPTER, LET ME TELL U S/T. IT IS NOOOT REALISTIC. i am aware. lol. so if u wanna start questioning me bout the Waldorf and the spies and e/t, DON'T. cuz here's a forewarning!!! This HAD to happen according the story line exactly as is, so bare with me! THANKS X 10! N-JOY!

"Guys, we need techniques. This is so not working out," I complained, flexing my legs and stretching my neck. We were all sprawled across my king sized bed, and it was already midnight. Mom hadn't called. Should I have been offended? Sigh. Whatever. If she was doing fine without me, all the better for me right?
"It's wokring out great! What do you mean? We got into Blackthorne!," Liz cheered, pulling her long skinny arms aaround her tiny b ust to keep from shivering.
I shook my head. "Yea, but we didn't get anything from Zach." I sat there, motionless, recalling that day's weird encounterment. Zach hadn't even seemed all that surprised at me being there.
And then the nagging thought, Why couldn't things between us take off just the way they ended? Why did it feel like we were starting from the beginning, on that wrong, sly, sneaky foot?
Why wasn't he the Zach that I had left behind just weeks earlier?
"Don't worry...," Bex interrupted my thoughts. "I have a plan, guys. A really good one," she siad with a sly smile.
"I was waiting for the right time to share when e/o was all stressed out. So here goes. I think the time has come," she laughed. I smiled. Ya, it's come alright. I was hyperventilating, practically.
"So in Mr. Brooks office...," she began, seating herself in Indian style and smacking her hands together in prepparation. Ya.....
"I saw a notice for Code Black Test, in say, about two and a half hours from now...," she said, glancing down at her exclusively made lime green TOY watch.
No way. Bex was a genius.
"Bex, I love you! ," I cried and threw my long arms around her shoulders. She laughed and shrugged me off.
"Who's up for an all nighter?," Macie asked, slyly. We all cheered.
"Where are they going?," I asked Bex. Bex smiled.
"Here. The Code Black is on an intruder thats staying here. Dont worry, not us. This is a fake. It was planned from last week. But thsi means that they're gonna be bursting all the hotel room doors open. And Zach was assigned room 204," she went on, clapping her hands together excitedly. And that had relevance to me because....OMG! I glanced at the room key. 204, alright. Could our luck get any better?
"Omigosh! No way! Guys, we have a mission coming to our door in like two and a half hours. We need to get ready," I said, giddily. I hopped off the bed and exchanged my tank top for a warm long-sleeved, less exposing cotton tee. I kept on my sweatpants. Gosh, who cares? I pulled my cascading hair into a tight ponytail and tucked my sweatpants into furry uggs. Gah, the look went fine.
"Ready for action?," I asked, and clapped my hands together to begin. We blasted the music and cleaned up the suite to perfection. I felt more freedom than I had felt in months. Singing into hairbrushes, dancing with my three BFF's, and throwing pillows into the air like there was no tomorrow. Could life get better? No. Which is why it got worse. Well, not really worse, but the freedom kinda drained out and the music was turned off, and we lay breathless, and panting on our beds. Just thinking. Which was the worst, when there were so many confusing things to think about.
I threw a sideglance at the clock. It was already 2:15. Zach was gonna break into our room any second, and I was way too excited to do the honors of gagging him and locking him insdie. Reverse kidnapping. Sweet.
"You ready, Cam? Up to you. We're gonna get Zach to speak tonight. I can feel it," Liz exclaimed, breathing air into her nostrils and shutting her eyes gently. I smacked her. "Dont' fall asleep," I whispered harshly.
And that's when we heard the commotion. Feet stampeded across the carpetted halls, and guys pushed doors open loudly. Our's remained shut.
My eyes never averted the door and soon they began to water from staring too hard. And that's when it happened. The door came smashing open. In walked........Zach.
He saw me standiong there and his gut reaction was to turn and sprint, but he diodn't move. He just stared into my dangerous eyes, daring me to act. So I did. After all. I wouldn't want to disappoint anyone.
I pulled him inside and smashed him harmlessly up against the wall. His breaths were loud and choppy. I slammed the door behind me nad locked it, turning right back to Zach.
His stunning eyes penetrated mine, but I never looked away. Number one rule to get one to confess: Make eye contact and stare. Slightly narrowed eyes. Straight, tight lips.
"You really don't want do this Gallagher Girl," he panted in a whisper.
I tightened my grip on his wrist, slightly twisting it. "Oh, but I really do," I replied, lightly, moving my face closer to his. I heard my friends' footsteps descend and I could tell they were moving away from the conversation. Stay, I silently begged. Don't it was too late. they were on the other side of the suite already, and their hushed whispers were moans in the distance.
"What do you wnat from me?," he demanded, twisting my wrist right back. I winced in pain.
"I...I want you to tell me what my mom doens't want you to tell me," I blurted. His eyebrows rose.
"And so you came after me? You're crazy, Gallagher Girl," he said, finally letting my wrist go free. I panted, heavily. We stared at each other for a moment, not moving. Not talking.
"What...do....you....know?," I demanded, emphasizing every syllable, slowly.
"Something that your mom doesn't want you to know....so why should I be the one to tell you?" he asked, circling my silluhette.
"Because you know," I said, simply.
"Ok. Here's the deal," he said, putting his hand on the doorknob to leave. I didn't move. I didn't pounce. I just watched him try and go.
"You let me free. I'll think about letting you in on my little secret," he said, and now he wsa turning the knob. Don't give in Cammie. Be tough.
Suddenly, I pounced. I grabbed on his hand. It was warm and soft. I pulled it off the doorknob.
"Wow. Strong arm," he smirked. I didn't move.
"Tell me now," I ordered.
I twisted his arm again. This time, he winced.
"Confess," I said, and twisted harder.
"Whoa. Give it a rest," he said, and finally pulled away.
He stared at me for a while and then sighed. He sat down. I looked at him, questioningly but took a seat on the floor next to him.
"Cammie...," he began. And my heart went all tingly again.
"What I know....it's too dangerous for you to know. I know you and your mom knows you. And if I ttell you, you might get hurt," he siad, quietly.
I shrugged. "Spies take sacrifices right?," I asked hoarsely. He nodded.
"I'll be okay....I won't do anything stupid."
He laughed, half-heartedly. "Ya, right. I think I know you better than you know yourself."
I shrugged. "It's a possibility."
Zach laughed again. An empty laugh. The atmosphere was warm and it felt nice sitting here with Zach. I didn't want him to go.
"Before I tell you anything....how did you know about our Code Black?," he asked, suspiciously.
I smirked. "Spy," I siad, and pointed to myself. Zach shot me a half-smile, and offered a hand to help me up.
"Now tell me something," I whispered as he pulled me off the floor.
He sighed in defeat. "Your Mom....and Solomen....they figured something out over break," he admitted.
My vision dimmed and the room spun. I had a huntch what was going to come next.
"They....they know where your dad is." And then I fell to the floor.

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"Cammie? Cammie, are you okay?" Zach's concerned voice was a faint moan somewhere far, far away. The ceiling above me was spinning and my head felt heavy.
I felt a pair of strong hands haul me off the floor and place me on the armchair, pressing a cold compress to my forehead.
And then Macey's voice. "Zach, tell us exactly what happened."
Zach was silent. I racked my brains for what had happened previously. At first, nothing came to me. And then it hit, like a lightning bolt. Silently and painfully.
My dad. Zach knew. Mom knew. Mr. Solomen knew. My breathing became uneven again. Cammie, don't pass out.
Zach grabbed my shoulder and shook it. "Deep breaths Cammie." His voice came out hoarse and frightened. He plopped down on the chair across from me and placed his forehead in his cupped hand. He shook his head, slowly.
"This is my fault. I shouldn't have told her. It was stupid," he said, quietly. I wanted to shout back. I wanted to shout that he wasn't stupid. That I was glad that he had told me and that I was going to go and find my dad. That he had helped me.
But when I tried to speak, I found myself too weak to move. My head fell against the back of the chair and my hair trailed down the side.
"Told her what???," came Liz's horrified cry. Zach just shook his head.
Through squinted eyes, I saw Bex inch over to Zach and stare into his eyes. "Zach, we're all in on this mission together. We came to HELP Cammie. Just tell us what you told her," Bex urged.
Zach sighed. "I....I told her that they found her dad," he choked out, and put his head down again. Bex gasped. Liz and Macey followed suit.
Hearing him break the news all over again, caused a wave of nauschea to crash over my head, and forced my slightly open eyes back down.
A phone buzzed somewhere in the distance. Zach froze. "Oh no," he moaned.
"When Cammie wakes up, tell her I'm so sorry," he said, sincerely as he backed out towards hte door.
"And tell her to come talk to me again....soon," he said....and ducked out of the room. Just like that.
I moaned. My friends came rushing over. Liz felt my forehead and spritzed cool water onto my face. My eyes shot open.
"He....he left," I stuttered in a whisper.
Bex nodded, sadly. "But he told you to come back to him," she reassured.
I shook my head. "I need details," I said, getting up. A pain shot through my system.
"I can't believe he just left after telling me something like that," I said. My heartbeat took up speed. My dad. He was out there. He was alive. And my mother knew. I felt a splurge of anger towards her. Why didn't she bring him back? Why wasn't she trying to fight?
I clentched my fists in fury. My face flamed with anger.
If she wasn't going to find him, then I was. And I needed Zach to help me.

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