Uppppdaaaattteeee, yay! I hope to update one or two more times before the 25th (Hopefully, no promises). I'm going to start out with Liz. Her POV is a little bit into the future of the story but, still, it's a happy thing.

Liz POV

It happened a few weeks after I found outI was having baby. I was in the kitchen, cleaning the dishes and putting them in the dishwasher, and Jonas and my mother were in the living room discussing something on the History Channel.

I moved away from the sink, and wiped off the table. When I was done doing that, I turned off the water in the sink, started the dishwasher and made my way up to my room. I was walking up the stairs when I felt a kick.

"Oh!" I cried and gripped the stairs bar.

"Liz? Sweetheart, are you okay?" Jonas asked from the living room. His voice was coming closer.

"Fine," I gasped because I felt another kick. Jonas entered the hallway and saw me on the stairs. He dashed up to me.

"Lizzie! What's wrong?" Jonas said while checking for any damage inflicted upon me.

"Fine, Jonas, fine," I assured him but then the baby kicked again and I gasped. Jonas glanced at my face frantically. "Just the baby…he's kicking."

As much as Jonas worried about my health, his face broke out into a wide smile.

"Liz, that's amazing!" he grinned at me. I smiled and grabbed his hand. I pulled my shirt up a little and laid his hand on my stomach.

We waited.

Waited.

Waited some more. Then—

"Oof!" I grunted and shifted. "That was hard one."

Jonas looked like Christmas had come early. "That is just amazing, wonderful!" he exclaimed. "Kicking already! He's going to be such a great spy…"

Jonas continued talking but I didn't listen. Instead I was looking at my mother, who stood leaning against the hallway wall with her arms crossed. I think it was the trick of the light but I thought I saw some wetness in her eyes.

Cam POV

I was jittery. Excited. Nervous. Wonderful. Amazed. And—

"—annoying. Cam, will you sit still? I have to fix this one piece," My mom snapped at me.

It was the night before my wedding. Zach was staying with Jonas. I was doing my last fitting before the wedding. My mom had come to stay with me and she had offered to fix me up free of charge.

"Thanks, Mom," I said softly. "I really appreciate you doing this."

Mom looked up and smiled at me. "No worries, Cam. You are my daughter. I'd give the world to you."

I don't what it was with me. May be it was the pressure of the wedding or my mothers very nice words. Whatever the reason, I burst out crying and sobbing.

"Oh, sweetie, please don't cry," Mom soothed me.

"I'm sorry…I'm sorry…I just…I don't why I've been like this…so emotional…," I cried.

"Weddings will do that to you," She told me while she stroked my hair.

Bex POV

"Mom," I gasped for the second time. This is was a shock. Wasn't she suppose to be missing?

"Rebecca!" Mom cried and hugged me. I didn't even bother to correct her. "Oh, I've missed you! How are you? Okay? How is Grant? Oh, Grant, there you are! My new son-in-law! How are you?"

My mom said this all at lightening speed before he got what she was saying.

"Fine, thank you, Mrs. Baxter," Grant said politely. "Bex has been worried for you."

Mom glanced at me (we had departed our embrace) and sighed. "I'm so sorry for all the worry. I tried to get back to you as soon as I could."

"What happened? We thought you were missing or worse…dead," I whispered. "They've found Dad's body, too! Did you know he was…that Dad was…"

"Dead?" Mom's eyes teared up a bit but they quickly dried up. "Yes, I know. I was there."

"What happened, may I ask, Mrs. Baxter?" the Director asked.

"Well," Mom smile weakly at everyone in the room. "It's a long story so please, let's all sit down and I will begin."

When we were sitting, she took a deep breath and started her story.

"It was a mission gone horribly wrong. I won't tell you the mission. I'm sorry, Rebecca, but that's classified," she said before I could argue. "We had underestimated the enemy. They ambushed us at a Warehouse. We were there strictly undercover, thinking that there was a man there that could help us kill the enemy for good but it turned out he was the enemy. He tied us up. We were there for a very long time, I remember. He fed us from time to time, not much, though, and kept us in a black room. Your Dad, Rebecca, came up with a plan of escape. Even though we were chained, we could still fight with our legs. We knocked the guard out, your dad too his keys off his waist with his feet and we unchained ourselves. We were almost out of the Warehouse, taking about five guards down every hallway we passed. We almost made it out…We were almost there but the man, the one we were there to meet, we didn't see him behind us. He shot your father from behind. I shouldn't have left him there. He might still be alive today if I hadn't left him but he told me, his dying words were 'Go! I'll catch up with you!'" My mom looked pained.

"Mom, it wasn't your fault," I told her gently.

"Why didn't you come back to the M13 immediately?" Grant asked. I shot him a look and he shrugged.

"Because, they were looking for me. I had to get out. Had to tell someone," My mom closed her eyes and took a deep breath. I had never seen her look so…vulnerable.

"It's okay, Mom, we'll handle this," I stood up.

"NO!" Mom jumped up. "They're better than you are, Rebecca. Better than your father. You can't go! I might never see you again."

Grant seemed to agree with my mom and the Director said, "She's right, Mrs. Newman. I'm sorry but I will not permit you to go on this mission. I will assign other agents."

I thought for a minute. "On one condition," I said.

"What's that?" the Director asked wearily.

"I need a plan ticket to Virginia," I grinned. "My best friends' wedding is tomorrow."

The Director let out his breath and nodded. My Mom laughed.

"It's so good to see you again, Rebecca," she chuckled.

"You too, Mom, you too," I smiled at her. Even though I had lost my father, it was good to see my mother.

Macey POV

I finally found his address. He had moved to Nebraska (Nebraska! Really, Nick?). I had just got off the plane, even though Cam's wedding was tomorrow and I would probably miss it. I got in a cab and pulled up to his house. Inside, the lights were on. That gave me some hope.

I walked up to the door and knocked. I pulled my jacket closer to me as I waited for someone to answer. It was cold outside.

The door opened and I looked up…to be met with the sight of Nick.

"Nick," I breathed. "I found you. Oh, thank g—"

"What do you want?" he asked.

"Oh, um," I blushed and looked down. "I wanted to apologize."

"For what?" Nick narrowed his eyes.

"For what I said. Back in Virginia," I said, loud and clear.

"For what you said," Nick repeated.

"Yes," I looked up at him straight in the eye. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Nick. I shouldn't have said those things to someone I love. Preston was right, I really shouldn't have said those things to you. I understand if you don't want me anymore but I just—"

"What makes you think I don't want you anymore? And did you just say you love me?" Nick asked, crossing his arms.

"Maybe," I blushed and looked down again.

Silence.

More silence.

I looked up. Nick was grinning.

"Macey McHenry? Blushing? Unheard of!" he laughed.

"Oh, shut up!" I said but giggled anyway. Nick pulled me in.

"I think we can work things out," he breathed in my ear. I smiled and kissed him softly. He kissed me back.

Finally, I thought, my happy ending.

Gah! Lovethischaptersomuch! One more chapter and then this story will be done BUT there will be an epilogue. Not a sequel. Epilogue. There's a difference, people.

So, before I leave you with thoughts of our Gallagher Girls, I have an announcement. Or advertisement, more like. Me and my best friend have started this email for people who want advice on anything. Anything. We won't ask questions. We won't ask your name. We won't ask you anything that isn't necessary. You can use a code name if you like. Anyway, the email is: Helpisfree (gmail). So, if you want advice and there is no one to ask, well, we're free of charge and we'll give you advice. Hope to hear from you.

Love from,

Your fellow spy-in-training

~SnixX321