sorry it's kinda short, but i didn't really want to go into detail on the whole spy mission cuz right now i have zero story plan, all i know is what's gonna happen with Zach and Cammie. so i miht come back to this later on (as in a LOT later on..) and change some stuff, like put in more about the mission, 'cause i know Ally Carter puts in at least half her books about the mission.

i forgot to tell you guys.... I read Don't Judge A Girl By Her Cover!!!

i'll just say for the people who HAVEN'T read it... that it was NOT what i expected.

anywho, enjoy the magnamorous chapter 10!!

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I didn't see Zach at all over the next week. Maybe it could have been because I was working so hard and so closely to my team on the mission that I didn't think about it…

That wasn't true. I may be a spy, and I may lie about other things, but that's one subject I can't lie on.

I thought about him every single day.

Or maybe it wasn't all me. Maybe it was because he was busy with…

Come to think of it, I never did know what he was doing during that period of time.

Whatever it was, it still hurt, no matter how small it would seem to some one else. It felt stupid and juvenile, even made me sick to my stomach when my thoughts always came back to him, but the more I thought about it, the more I seemed to be able to make myself believe it just wasn't meant to be.

Here we were, two separate spies on two separate missions with two separate goals, and walls of secrets built around us and…

It just wouldn't work.

Meanwhile, our team had made tremendous progress on the mission. Three groups of rebel agents had been captured and were being held for questioning and hostage purposes. A bunch of old warehouses used as rebel bases had been confiscated, stripped, and destroyed. Hundreds of different devices and a ton of gear had been intercepted and used for bait and tips. We were getting closer to the roots of the whole system and we could all feel it.

Maybe I was getting a little too cocky over the pre-closing of a mission and letting my guard down a little too much because the next morning, I woke up with someone's face just inches from mine. A scream made its way up my throat, but a hand slapped over my mouth just before it burst out.

"Keep it down," the person hissed. It was a guy, I knew that much. Their face was too close to mine to tell who it was, but my spy senses kicked in immediately and I could tell by the smell of pine, soap, and musky cologne that it was Zach.

Wait.

Zach?!

I bit down on his hand, the taste of soap lingering on my tongue, and it caught him off guard. He pulled his hand off my mouth. "Jeez, Gallagher Girl," he muttered. "You—"

"Zach, what are you doing here?" I hissed and finally took in the present position we were in. I was laying on my bed, wearing a tank top and pajama shorts, facing the ceiling with Zach straddling my pelvis and his hands on my bare shoulders. Some of his wonderfully gorgeous, messed-up hair fell into his face, adding to the playful glint in his dark eyes. His lips curved upward with a hint of a smile. "Happy to see me?"

I growled unintentionally and I think it surprised both of us. I cleared my throat and glared at him. "I haven't seen you in a week, and now you show up here on my bed? On top of me, no less?" I sat up, pushing him off of me and rubbed the sleep frustratedly from my eyes. A loud snore startled me, and my body automatically whirled around and jumped out of the bed to locate and identify the source of the sound. It was only Bex, making weird eating noises from her bed. Even though it was a false alarm, my heart and head were pounding with panic.

"What if Bex wakes up?" I asked Zach frantically, turning back to him and putting my hand on his shoulder, realizing how dangerous this was. "What if the guys come in and find—oh, no the guys! I—"

"Cammie." Zach chuckled and leaned closer, his warm breath playing against my skin. "I took care of it."

I jerked back, a look of horror no doubt on my face. "You what?!"

He laughed. "Not like that, genius. I mean I messed around with the lock on your hotel door and just as a head's up—" He cocked his head to the side mischievously. "I don't think any one's going to be going in or out any time soon."

I sighed, full of mixed emotions; relieved, irritated, frustrated…and hopelessly and relentlessly attracted to this man I'd thought I'd known before, but now realized I had known nothing at all.

But hey, what do I expect?

We're spies. We can't trust anybody. Sometimes not even ourselves.

Zach stood up and stretched, his muscles straining against the thin fabric of his cotton t-shirt. I would have drooled if I hadn't been so confused and angry.

He came around behind me and rubbed my shoulders with one hand. "Settle down, Cam," he whispered, blowing on the back of my neck softly and sending chills shooting down my spine. Yeah. Relaxing.

"Zach." My voice was tight, like I was a little unsure of myself. "This is pretty much the last thing that would calm me down."

I felt his lips on the back of my neck, smiling, and he spoke against my skin. "What about this?"

I had to bite the inside of my cheek to keep my body from going into involuntary muscle spasms of delight. "Not. Helping."

He spun me around to face him. His dark eyes flashed with pleasure. "Then," he murmured huskily, "What about this?" And kissed me. Hard. On the mouth.

So here we were, standing in the middle of my hotel room kissing, me in my skimpy pajamas, him in all black, Bex sleeping noisily in the bed beside us, the door safe-proofed from entering or exiting. . .

A knock sounded, and Zach and I both jumped, our hands still on each other, staring at the door, then back at the other. "Cam! Bex!" Raye called. "Come on, we're getting a head start this morning! Rise 'n' shine!"

Crud.

hehe. sorta cliffie.

i need to stop doing so much Zammie-ness. it makes it seem less valuable. when you don't do as much, it makes it seem all the more romantic and special. this doesn't seem very special.

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and... yeah, yeah...

i know it was short but i'm not feeling very inspired right now.

i'll get back to you guys later!

and i'm not promising anything, but i will TRY to make the next chapter longer.

sigh.

i'm having boy troubles right now, so that might be why i'm not feeling very Cammie/Zach-y.

sorry :(

but laters!!!

--memrylaine--