Cammie was the last to wake up in the morning. The only reason she got up was because Macey threatened to dump a bucket of ice cold water on her.

"Why am I up at seven in the morning when the party doesn't start for another NINE HOURS?" Cammie yelled when she finally got up.

"Because it takes long enough for one of us to get ready. But all three of us? That'll take a lot of time." Macey replied.

"I don't care! I want to sleep." Cammie moaned.

"Are you a spy or not?" Macy asked.

"Yes but that doesn't mean I can't sleep."

"Yes it does! You have to be able to play a part tonight, and that takes time to get ready." Bex yelled from the bathroom.

"Alright I'm getting up. Since you two are using the one person bathroom to get ready, I'll go get breakfast from the village."

"Zach has already taken care of that. There are some pastries in the kitchen." Bex replied.

"Better hurry though Cam, because you are getting ready with us. And before you say anything, this bathroom has enough space for the three of us."

Seven hours later when the last bit of hair had been pinned into place, the last swipe of mascara had been put on, and the final button on the dress had been buttoned they were ready to go. Macey looked stunning in a classy black and white gown that went mid thigh. Her hair was done in a braided bun that would have made anyone else look like a nun. A pair of plain black heels were her foot wear of choice. The earring she wore were simple dangling diamonds. Bex was looking beautiful in a strapless floor length dress that was a shimmery purple. Her hair was in a side swept bun adorned with a sparkling silver hair clip. Her silver flats were not noticeable under her dress. Cammie looked breathtaking in her red gown. Her hair was curled in big waves and pinned to the side. She wore gold hoop earring. The gold peep toe heels she wore allowed her dress to be just above the ground. As they went to get Zach they couldn't stop gushing over how amazing the other looked.

When Zach opened the door his eyes immediately went to Cammie. He looked her over slowly, taking in in every detail, her make-up, her hair, her dress, everything. He didn't notice Cammie starting to blush as he continued to stare at her. It wasn't until Macey cleared her throat that he noticed Bex and Macey were also there. The three girls couldn't help but smile as they saw a flash of embarrassment on Zachs face before he put on his usual arrogant smirk.

"You look amazing Gallagher Girl," Zach said to Cammie before turning to Bex and Macey, "You both look lovely also."

"You don't look so bad yourself," Cammie said as she took in his jet black suit, "I especially like the bow tie."

"Well, bow ties are cool."

"I hate to break up this lovely flirting session but we need to be there soon to make sure everything is in place before people show up." Bex said.

It took about an hour to arrive at the hotel where the party was to be thrown. When they got there they found Abbey to see what was going on.

"Everything is ready. There are bugs everywhere. Jonas and Liz have a team monitoring at Langley. Everyone should be arriving in about ten minutes. Remember you invited all of these people, so you can't be surprised when you see them." Abbey started as soon as we were within hearing distance.

"Alright, well I guess it's time to in so we can be ready to welcome our guest." Cammie said putting on a big, fake, smile.

Ten minutes later, just as Abbey had predicted, guests staring pouring in. Some were spies Cammie knew, others criminals. Despite what she knew them to be she put on her most charming personality and, with Zach at her side, made the rounds to mingle with everyone.

An hour into making small talk, Cammie spotted Henri and Marc walk in. Cam gave a small signal to Zach, who excused himself from the conversation he was having and walked over to greet them. As Zach talked to them, Cammie noticed some of the tension leave their figures. Soon their conversation ended and Zach came to stand by Cammie, while Henri and Marc went to talk with a man Cammie knew headed a local cartel.

When the conversation Cammie was having came to an end, Zach deviated her path from the next couple she was going to greet to the middle of the room. On his way, he pulled a glass of champagne off a tray as it past him and a spoon off one of the tables. Once Zach and Cammie reached the center of the room, Zach clanked the spoon against the glass a few times in order to get everyones attention.

"Thank you all so much for coming," Zach started, "As you all know, today is my wife's birthday. I am very grateful you all have joined us for this celebration. With that in mind let's start celebrating!" As soon as Zach finished a band started playing celebratory music and more food and alcohol were brought out.

Within an hour everyone was either tippsy, drunk, or pretending to be one of the two. Cammie had been keeping an eye on Henri and Marc during that hour. As more and more time passed they had become more relaxed and had consumed a large amount of alcohol. Judging by their near inability to walk at the moment Cammie decided now would be a good time to see how much they were willing to talk in their inebriated state.

Cammie started the conversation by talking about seemingly random things. The more Cammie talked the more Henri drank. After another two shots of vodka Henri passed out cold. That's when Cammie decided to start talking about what she really wanted to know. It didn't take more than a sentence for Marc to start talking. All Cammie had to say was, "You know if you need any help with whatever it is you guys have planned, we could probably call in some favors."

"There's a group of idiot 'merican spies," Marc slurred," who've been looking 'nto some 'vestments we've made back east. Thought a little surprise would do them some good. You know how loathsome those ssself-righteous spies can be. 'S why we need your help in teaching them lesson. Once we get 'em things we can deal with it." Cammie had a hard time not kicking his butt right then, instead she nodded and added, "Moronic idiots ruin everything"

As much as Cammie would have like to take these despicably idiots back to Langley now that they had confessed to wanting to use the weapon to kill some of, what she assumed was their people. She knew she had to get them to talk about who exactly had been made. If she didn't then not only would that mission be over, but so would some lives. So Cammie decided to get some help. She caught Maceys eye and motioned her over. If anyone could charm a man into telling her anything, it was Macey. And Cammie was right all Macey had to do was bat an eye and give the man another drink and he came clean about the who and where right before he passed out. Zach came over right after and made a show of taking the guys back to their place, when in all actuality he was taking them to be transported back to Langley. By the time Zach got back most of the party had broken up. Only Cammie, Abbey, Macey, Bex, Grant, and a few other operatives were left. Once Zach was back the discussions turned into planning for the next mission, how to safely get their fellow spies out of Marc and Henri's other project.

Before the group broke up for the night, however, Grant stood up and asked for everyones attention on a different matter.

"Sorry to ruin your "birthday" Cam," Grant said with a chuckle, "But I have my own happy surprise." He walked over so that he was no longer in front of the group, but instead in front of Bex. He got down on one knee and before Bex's brain fully recognized what Grant was doing he asked, "Rebecca Baxter, will you marry me?"

A/N

It always bugged me that I just left this story hanging, so here is the final chapter. Sorry it's not very good, but I really didn't have any motivation to finish besides wanting to be done. Thank you all for reading and sorry I kept you waiting so long.

Just because the story is over doesn't mean reviews aren't welcome ;)