A/N: Hey pretties.. Though I'm sad because we haven't reached 120, I'm still updating because I love you. Anyway, on with the story!

CAMMIE

I sigh. The rest of the day I was given the day-off, except for writing my mission's report. Again. And guess what time I finished? 4:00 pm. That was 6 hours and a half from 9:30 am, the time I finished reporting and answering verbally to the Director. Exhausted, I stop by a fast food and eat waffles despite the fact that it's dinner time since I only ate a donut and a latte for lunch. When I arrived at my apartment that night, I expected anyone, including Bex, Liz, Macey and even Zach, to be inside my apartment but not Chase. He was sprawled on my couch, reading a book. I stare at him. "What the hell are you doing here?!" My voice is a shout in the empty room. He looks at me, up and down. After talking to the Director, I had change into a black-fitting blouse and jeans with a white blazer and Chucks to be less formal. I scrunch my eyebrows, "Well?!" He snorts. "No need to be like that, sweetheart." I feel anger fueling up inside me.

"Why wouldn't I have the right to-" I say, but he cuts me off.

"Cameron Ann Morgan. Only child and daughter of Rachel Cameron Morgan and Matthew Morgan. A CIA legacy. Famous as the Chameleon, an amazing pavement artist. Had an affair with a civillian named Joshua Abrams in her sophomore year in Gallagher Academy For Exceptional Young Women and had a cat named Suzie. Or did she? And has been hunted by the Circle of Cavan since writing her Covert Operations report after sophomore year and has successfully taken them down by her senior year by giving the names of their leaders one-by-one and hunting them down. Stopped World War 3 by saving Princess Amirah, daughter of King Najeeb. I've gotta say, I'm impressed Cam." His words left me breatheless. They weren't recited as if they were memorized. They were said as if known by heart. I take a deep breath. Fighting the urge to ask how he knew everything, I ask. "What are you doing here, Chase?" He smiles at me lazily and stands up, moving forward. "And how the hell did you get inside?" My door was locked by my hand print and eye scan. "I have my ways." He says, leaning closer to me. "Well?! You answered my 2nd question. What about the first one?" He is now standing in front of me, so close that I hold my breathe. I don't know why I don't beat him up right now. Maybe it's because I know he's a trained operative like and an assassin, or maybe it's because I was really curious on why he was here. "I just came to see the girl I love." He says, nonchalantly, tucking a loose strand of my hair behind my ear. I flashback to another memory.

"I had to see you. I had to see you and touch you and know that you were okay." Zach says. "In London, after D.C."

But it isn't the same boy. I suddenly remember something. "Your codename is Lover Boy, right?" I ask, stepping one step backward, ignoring what he said earlier. Chase nods then frowns, seeing me retreat. "Why?" I ask. He sighs. "I'm pretty good-looking, ain't I?" Cocky much? "Almost all my missions are accomplished by deception of my looks. I finish a mission by my looks and by my voice. I'm a person who can persuade anyone into almost anything. Most of them are honeypot missions. Though I usually don't end up seducing since the girls are practically jumping on me," he says. "But still, that's why it's Lover Boy." I nod in understanding. "But," he says, adding something. "There's a another reason. I've been in love with some girl since I was in 7th grade. The first time I started at Blackthorne. The thing is, I'm still in love with her until now." I suck in a breathe. Well, that was SOME way to get named. I smile, trying to lighten the mood. "What does she look like?" I ask, sitting on a leather seat. He sits down too, across from me and smirks. "Well, she has blonde hair and beautiful, bright blue eyes. Oh, she even dyed her hair black sometime! She was in another country, on the run." I nod. Typical blonde rebelling girl. Maybe she even went to Gallagher. "A spy too?" I ask. He nods. Then, "Oh. And she's also sitting across from me now."

A/N: Filler CHAPTER! Sorry if it's short. I wish you just got your mind blown.. Anyway, will update with 125 reviews, so let's go! Oh and pretties, please R and R my one-shot "Cammie's Birthday." :))

P.s. To:

SuperFangirl

I am, in fact, a die-hard Divergent fan AND my real name is, in fact, Beatrice. So yeah, I'm really Tris. Anyway, just wanted to answer your question. :)

-Love, Tris.