Cammie POV:

"Cammie, wake up!" Bex said, authoritively striding into my room past the door.

"Hey, you know this thing called knocking? It's pretty nifty," I said, lifting my head up groggily from the bed. I was still kind of jet-lagged, and was planning to go to bed early. Obviously Bex didn't agree with that idea.

Bex airily waved a hand. "Are you seriously sleeping? Come on, Macey has the Notebook ready."

"Seen it," I grumbled.

Bex lifted me up and threw me over her shoulder, ignoring my pleas. "Come on, it's movie night!"

...

When I walked into Macey's private theater, I saw that it had been converted into a huge plush room. The red theater seats had been taken out and replaced with bean bags, blankets, and huge pillows. The screen in front was lit up with the cover screen for the Notebook. Most noticeably, a large camera stood in the corner, a conscious reminder that everything done and said in that room would be caught on tape.

Everyone was already there: Jonas and Liz sitting together on a bean bag, Macey sprawled on some blankets and pillows, Nick next to her, and Grant pigging out on popcorn. Bex joined him. Zach was sitting alone in a mess of pillows.

"Care to join me, Gallagher Girl?" he asked, smirking.

Macey's expression told me very clearly that if I said anything but yes, there would be her wrath to take care of.

I sighed and decided to settle down on a pillow next to him. Zach draped his arm around me as Macey started the movie.

...

Pretty soon, I heard sniffles in the room. I was starting to get teary myself when I felt Zach pull me to him. I twisted around, eyes brimming. "What?"

"It's just a movie, Gallagher Girl," he said, smirking. But this time, it was a softer, more protective, smirk. If that was even possible.

"This is for people who have hearts," I retorted. "Oh, right, you don't have one."

"Mmhmm," he said, wrapping his arms around my waist. It was actually kind of comfortable. I laid my head on his chest, reveling in the feeling of his rock hard muscles. "Toy Story 3 was better."

"We're watching that after this," I immediately challenged.

Zach laughed quietly. "Okay. But I want to catch Nick crying on camera first."

...

Liz POV:

"ARGH!" An earsplitting scream shattered the morning stillness. I was briefly concerned until I heard a follow-up of Bex's voice:

"ALL CLEAR!"

I smiled, now recognizing the scream. I grabbed my glasses from the bedside table and hopped out of bed, reminiscing about the events of last night.

After the Notebook had ended (and Macey had made sure to film Nick crying very closely on camera), we had watched Toy Story 3 (which everyone had cried in, but I was pretty sure Zach only got a bit misty-eyed), Finding Nemo, and then had a Disney movie marathon. Hey, even spies have to love Disney!

"NOT AGAIN – DAMMIT, BEX!" Cammie's voice continued to yell. This had been routine for our dorm back at Gallagher, as Bex and Macey had loved to give Cammie wake-up calls. I had made sure to out of the way of Cammie's wrath, but she usually cooled down. Soon enough.

I got dressed and poked my head out the door, glancing up and down the long hallway.

"Liz?" a soft and familiar voice said from next to me. Of course, being my clumsy self, I lost my balance while turning around and almost fell. A strong arm caught me and held me up.

I looked up into those beautiful brown eyes. "Oh! Thanks, Jonas."

He smiled gently as my heart beat ever faster. He pulled me up and pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. As he fidgeted, he got out, "Liz, I never got to properly ask you last night – um…will you be my girlfriend?"

"Yes," I whispered, a blush immediately heating my cheeks. I had never had a boyfriend before – I was the shy one out of my friends. But Jonas was different. Jonas made me feel things that I didn't have words for.

Instantly a wide smile spread over Jonas' face, and he looked me in the eyes and said: "Thank you, Liz. I promise I'll be a gentleman and always respect you and listen to you and take you places and – "

I interrupted him with a shy kiss. "I know, Jonas. That's why I liked you in the first place."

He blushed too, and offered me his arm. "Would you like breakfast, then?"

"Yes," I said, taking his arm and smiling like an idiot all the way down the stairs.

...

"Must pack everything," Macey was saying as Jonas and I took our seats around her marble kitchen countertop.

"What's happening, Mace?" I asked her. Jonas was getting two plates of food for us. I blushed again as I thought of how lucky I was to have as good a boyfriend as him.

She leveled her no-nonsense expression at me. "The Director called. We're leaving for San Francisco in two hours, and I am so not prepared."

Bex rolled her eyes. "Didn't you just buy a whole new closet a few days ago in Atlanta?"

"No, but that's for the Atlanta humid subtropical climate. San Francisco is more cool-summer Mediterranean climate."

"Whatever you say," Bex said, grinning slightly. We had gotten used to Macey overpacking for everything a while ago, but still liked to bother her about it.

Grant chose this moment to mumble, "Ohmygawd, this omelet is so good."

Everyone turned and looked at him.

He said defensively, "What? Benefits of having a personal chef."

After another moment, Bex patted his head and turned back to us. "Anyway…"

Just then, Cammie stalked into the room. She had changed out of her pajamas, but her hair was soaking wet. Glaring at Macey and Bex in particular, she sat at the table and savagely tore the peel of a banana.

Zach smirked at her (as always). "Cat got your tongue, Gallagher Girl?"

Cammie turned her glare to him. "Don't talk to me."

Jonas looked slightly startled by her ferocity, and I handed her a cup of coffee. "Here, Cammie."

The coffee was drained in one gulp. Setting the cup down and sighing, Cammie said, "Thanks, Liz."

Macey smiled. "Feel better now, Cams?"

"No thanks to you," the bedraggled spy snapped.

"You know we were only trying to help," Bex said innocently. "You just sleep through regular alarms."

Cammie waved an arm. "Whatever. Macey, did you say we were leaving today?"

"Yeah, so you'd better start packing," Bex said. "Macey's going to buy a new closet."

"As always," Cammie said, smiling for the first time this morning.

...

Cammie POV:

"I hate airports," Macey said, her stilettoes clicking on the airport concrete. Nick trailed behind her, laboriously carrying all six pieces of her luggage.

"But that was a private jet," Liz said, still slightly in awe of our friend's sleek new toy.

"Whatever," Macey said flippantly. "I'm excited to get to the hotel, though. I personally booked it."

"What about covers?" I asked, sliding my sunglasses on.

"Tsk tsk, Chameleon. You didn't even read the email, did you?" Bex scolded me playfully.

I rolled my eyes. "I would have, but two really annoying people had to dump freezing cold water over me and ruin my morning."

"You're out of practice, Cammie," Macey said, grinning. "We used to do that every day."

"I don't even want to think about it," I grumbled, my mind flashing back to years of Gallagher experience.

"Here's the email," Liz said, handing me her iPhone.

Operatives: Rebecca Baxter (Duchess) – Grace Iverson: Daughter of an oil tycoon; aggressive and loves competition, yachting and toy dogs. In a relationship with Carter.

Elizabeth Sutton (Bookworm) – Samantha Cartwright: Heiress to a software company fortune. Modest and quiet, but extremely smart. In a relationship with Nathan.

Macey McHenry (Peacock) – Kim Ferrari: Part of a family of reality stars. She's very overly loud and spoiled, and loves designer shopping. In a relationship with Jonathan.

Cameron Morgan (Chameleon) – Charlotte Tipton: Very rich, an heiress to a multi-billion fortune (diversified). The mansion is a birthday gift from her father. In a relationship with Avan.

Grant Newman (Zeus) – Carter Paulson: Father is the manager of a big name sports team. A prankster, he loves joking around and food. In a relationship with Grace.

Jonas Anderson (Brainiac) – Nathan Chambers: Comes from a family of rich stockbrokers that may or may not be involved in scams. In a relationship with Samantha.

Nick Cross (Player) – Jonathan Ferragamo: Mother is a big-name designer. Obnoxious and demanding, he likes hunting and big dogs. In a relationship with Kim.

Zachary Goode (Phantom) – Avan Lorenzo: Son of a drug cartel who supposedly has connections to Drake. Likes PDA. In a relationship with Charlotte.

Cover: Operatives are all high class VIPs, vacationing at Charlotte's new mansion in San Francisco to celebrate her 21st birthday.

Objective – Infiltrate the newest organization via the asset Alec Drake. Find out as much information as possible.

As I scanned the text and memorized it, Liz explained, "They gave me a flash drive with some files on it. It's got a few snippets that might be leads, but I haven't really looked at it much. We're the first operatives they've sent on this new organization."

"Okay," I nodded, not letting the emotion inside me show. The feeling that I had been hiding ever since I had gotten dragged into that taxi. The feeling that I hadn't dared tell anyone – that this, that everything had something to do with my dad. The CIA and the FBI had declared that the trail had gone cold, but I wasn't ready to believe that. I knew it was wrong to hope – to keep the spark alive, but it was all that I had left of him. And I wasn't ready to give that up.

My thoughts were interrupted as a huge stretch limo pulled up to the curb. The chauffer, dressed neatly in a tuxedo and white gloves – the whole nine, pulled open the door to the last seats and proceeded to gesture to us with a flourish. Without hesitation, Macey sashayed into the backseat, and the rest of us followed. I caught a glimpse of Nick unloading all the luggage onto the poor guy.

After sweeping the place for bugs, we activated a soundproof, bulletproof, and pretty much nuclear-missile-proof screen between us and the driver (all spy limos had one. Hey, you can never be too sure). We decided it was safe to talk.

"Ah…this is more like it," Macey said, stretching her long legs out.

"FOOD!" Grant said, immediately spotting the snack bar on the side and diving into a bag of Doritos.

Bex glanced around, looking impressed. "This limo yours, Macey?"

"Nope," she said, popping the 'p'. "CIA paid for it – it's Cammie's. They're paying for everything. We're supposed to be rich, remember?"

I leaned back into the plush leather seat. "I could get used to this."

Grinning, Liz nodded.

"Hey! Look!" Nick said, hitting a button. There was a whirring sound, and a panel slid back on the roof to reveal the blue California sky.

"Sun roof!" I said, immediately popping my head outside the roof. I had the feeling that we were all still immature when it came to things like this. The wind whipped my hair as giant houses, manicured lawns, and palm trees sped past in a blur of wealth.

"Awesome!" Bex's head popped up beside mine.

"That's your house," Macey said, her hair miraculously staying perfect despite the wind. She pointed in the distance to a gargantuan white mansion sitting grandly at the top of a hill, palm trees surrounding it. A large pool was visible in front, and it looked like a more comfortable version of the White House. And possibly bigger.

"Wow, Charlotte's rolling in it," Zach said. His head had mysteriously appeared next to mine.

I tossed my hair pompously. "Aren't you guys lucky to be friends with me?"

"Yes, very lucky," he replied, smirking.

I grinned in anticipation as our limo neared the house, eager to see what was in store.

Hello everybody! Hope you like this chapter. School is starting soon, agh, and I have no idea what will happen to my updating schedule after that... Thank you thank you for all of my reviews, and please keep reviewing! :P

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