Sorry, no action this chapter, BUT it's pretty important towards the plot line. I promise the scenes with sexual tension and action are coming as well as a shirtless Joe scene that I promised rabbitlavell. Thank you for the magazine suggestions! I have selected People magazine and it will be used in the next chapter more abundantly. Also, I am sorry for the wait for this chapter.

I just started school. Blah. :( But anyway, I have a feeling that my updating is going to have to be once a week and on Saturdays (I live in America. You guys can do the time zone math.). Sorry if you're angry about this but I care about school as much as you guys and it's the only way I can manage my time wisely. Still, I hope you continue to read the story. And now for review replies.

CameronRGoode: Thank you for always being so kind about my story. And I just (like ten minutes ago as I'm typing this) saw that you have posted this story. I will be reading and reviewing soon! The last two were your favorite? Seems like a lot of people like the last two a lot. Maybe because they were the best. :P

koolkid: Thanks so much! I'm glad you love it! Thanks for the magazine suggestions!

cutesy77: Ah, the cooking scene. LOL! It kind of just popped into my head. A lot of my ideas do. Thanks for the magazine suggestions!

We decided to put our plan into action after filming. Zach and I were done filming the first date between "Nick" and "Emily" on location, this time in San Francisco. The people of Los Angeles were getting tired of us blocking half the city to film. I even think there was a lawsuit on the way, even though the producers had gotten permission from the police and the mayor. I wanted to laugh at the entire situation. It was so insignificant compared to the terrorist group parading around the United States trying to…

My thought trailed off because we didn't necessarily know what they were trying to do. And not knowing something, whether you're a spy or not, is the worst thing ever.

The trailers were getting hitched to cars and trucks and the set designers were packing up. The director, Sam, told us to take the weekend off thankfully. Mostly because I had an interview scheduled for People magazine tomorrow. I caught Zach's eye before climbing into the limo. He gave me his signature smirk, but gave me that look. The one where his eyes twinkle with the right amount of intensity, attraction, amusement, and mischief. Every time I saw that look, I got weak in the knees and my heart pounded uncontrollably. So, I winked at him. His smirk pulled into a genuine smile, shook his head and then he ran his hand through his hair. I blushed at my forwardness and turned away.

Joe started driving, blasting that horrible hip hop music he loves to play because I annoyed him. When we got home, I calmly got out and walked straight up to Joe and crossed my arms in front of my chest. Joe looked down at me, not cynically, but with the same look my father gave me when I told him I wanted to be a singer.

"Joe, I don't like hip hop." I said.

He nodded. "Maybe you would if you knew the history of hip hop. Did you know-"

I cut him off. "Joe, what are you and Macey hiding from me? She hasn't talked to me in a week."

He sighs. "I don't know either. I've been removed from your mother's case."

I glare at him. "Then tell me what you do know. From before my mom was taken."

His eyes glared right back at me and I could tell he wasn't calm anymore. Yet, I think he also knew that I would try to get information out of him. But instead of being overly aggravated, he used the same tone my mom did when she was angry. Hopeful that I would listen and the words would get through to me.

"Cammie, don't ask me questions, I can't give you answers to." He said.

I opened my mouth to retort, but Macey's voice sounded through the garage. "Cammie!"

I turned around to face. She looked frazzled. He hair was sticking in all different directions, her clothes were torn, and in some places there were splatters of blood. She caught me looking and winked.

"Not my blood. We need to talk." She said, smirking.

I shuddered at the thought at what Macey was doing before she arrived. No doubt doing spy related things, involving hand to hand combat. I led the way to my bedroom so she could talk privately with me.

"This thing you and Zach have planned needs to stop." Macey said.

I internally cursed. Of course she would have found out. She was a spy. All this time, I was worrying about how to con a spy and forgot one important detail. Macey had been trained from the age of 11. She was probably 10 steps ahead of us already.

"I have to Mace. The CIA isn't doing enough." I retort.

Macey's eyes bulged out and she definitely looked angry. "Seriously, Cammie? We're not doing enough? Your case is an international affair! Look around you. Townsend's M16, Madame Dabney's DGSE, Professor Buckingham's ASIS, and Preston transferred to the Mossad just because of you."

I was taken aback by this new information. I had thought all of them were CIA. I felt slightly guilty for having them on my case all the time. I must have been the most boring undercover assignment they'd ever had. But now that Macey was giving me some information, I made myself look as guilty and ashamed as I felt. When all was said and done, I wanted to have information when I reported back to Zach and Tina, regardless of whether Macey knew or not.

"And what would you do, even if I gave you information?" Macey continued. "You're a civilian! Do you have the right connections? Do you have enough training to keep calm in life or death situations? Can you make yourself invisible? Cammie, you can't even walk down the street without being overwhelmed by paparazzi. What would happen if they took you, held you at gunpoint and tortured you? Would you know how to escape? Can you kill a man with a band aid and your bare hands? No, you can't. But I can. I was trained for it. I was born for it."

Her words stung. She was right. I couldn't do anything she could. She knew it all. But she didn't understand what it felt like to be out of the loop. She didn't know what it felt like to just stand by not knowing what happened to the woman that you care about the most. She didn't know what it felt like to look at your father, who blamed himself for the disappearance of his wife. I took a shaky breath and realized my throat was blocked with the threat of a sob coming out. I choked it back and blinked a few times so the tears would go. Clearing my throat, I spoke surprisingly evenly.

"I'm sorry. I know. You're right. I just feel so helpless and weak. I can't handle that." I spoke.

She softened and I knew then that I was wrong. She did know how I felt. "I'm sorry too. I shouldn't blown up. I'm just mad because you want to go rushing into the danger. I don't want to see you get kidnapped or killed. You're my best friend. And kind of my only hope at being a spy anymore."

My head shot up. "What do you mean?"

She seemed reluctant to tell me, but then decided it was acceptable to. "Two years ago, I screwed up a deep undercover assignment. I'm not a bad spy, trust me. It's just that I didn't diffuse one bomb in time. It destroyed all the evidence we were building up to lock these guys up. It was pretty bad. Nearly cause a war between Russia and the U.S. After that, I was on paperwork until one year ago. I was put on your case as one last chance before I'm put on paperwork for the rest of my career."

"What?" I screamed. "You didn't tell me that!"

Macey rolled her eyes and crossed her arms in front of her chest. "It's not like it's anyone's business. I screw up with you, and my ass will be handed to me along with a bunch of paperwork for the rest of my life."

I put my face into my hands, feeling guilty. Guilty that I even though I knew Macey's predicament now, I was going to go along with the plan anyway. Unless, I could get her help.

"Macey, what if you helped me and Zach. It would be off the records, of course." I asked hopefully.

She frowned. "You want me to go rogue?"

I nodded, more confidently. "I want you to help me find my mother and bring the Circle down.

So question for you guys to answer:

What is your favorite Zach moment in the books?

Me: When Zach says he's going to kill Dr. Steve. (Very violent but I thought it was SUPER romantic the way he gets all bloodthirsty to protect his girl. :P)