I woke up with Bex and Macey pulling me out of bed despite my best efforts to fight them off.

"Wakey, wakey Cammie," Bex said. "It's time to get up, and get ready."

I pulled the covers over my head. "Cammie it's your big day."

At that, I opened my eyes. The realization of it all settled in. "Are you sure?" I asked, pulling up the covers over my eyes.

"It's as real as it'll ever be." Macey smiled at me. "And we need to get to work on the mane pronto." She looked at me closer. "And those eye bags. LIZ! WE NEED THE EYE CREAM!"

"The eye cream?" I asked confused.

"Yes I have perfected the ultimate eye cream, it completely makes them go away, just don't ask what's in it." She took out a small bottle and handed it to Macey.

A knock sounded at the door. "Don't tell me you're still in bed?" I knew that voice anywhere. Aunt Abby. I sprung out of bed and gave my aunt a big hug. "I can't believe you're getting married." If I didn't know better I would have sworn her eyes glazed over.

Another knock at the door sounded and then my mother walked in. She was by far still the most beautiful woman ever. "Did you girls have fun last night?" I went over and gave my mom a hug.

"Oh THE best" Bex said.

"Yes, Bex and Macey had a real good time." Liz spat.

"Well no time for chit chat, we need to get this girl ready to be married." Macey Grabbed my arm and pulled me toward the vanity. I was sure she used that as her excuse to not have to face what she actually did while drunk last night.

Pretty soon I had been plucked, pulled, twisted, twirled, and about every other uncomfortable thing done to me. I have been crammed into small spaces, unraveled down narrow buildings, and disabled a bomb while leaning over a ledge upside down with a loose pipe rubbing into my back, but those things didn't compare to the uncomfortableness that came with Macey McHenry's beautification routine. I'm still convinced some of it could be used as a torture mechanism.

My hair was pulled back but still fell in curls around my shoulder. My makeup was simple yet elegant. Macey really had a way with her hands.

"Wow, Cammie" Liz said in awe. "You are by far the most beautiful bride."

"Zachary won't know what hit him," Bex said, her accomplished look displayed all over her face.

My stomach growled. I started to head downstairs in search of some food when Macey stood in my way. "Oh no you don't, guest will start arriving any minute now. I will not take any risk at Zach seeing you before its time."

"You know he is a highly trained operative, who could very well in fact see me if he just so wanted too." I pointed out.

"Yes, but we three are also highly trained" Bex moved into position next to Macey "and as much as it would pain me to kick a man's arse on his wedding day, that won't stop the three of us from doing it." She gave a wicked grin and I totally knew she so would do it without any reason at all, except to just do it.

I groaned and sat back down in front of the vanity. I was now regretting staying at the place where my wedding was taking place and not stashing snacks last night.

It was going to be a small ceremony, only close family and friends in the small courtyard outside. It was perfect, I didn't want anything outrageous, I just wanted it simple.

Soon the girls helped me into my dress. It was strapless and came in at the waist and flowed out just enough at the bottom. The top was covered in a simple lace design and slowly faded out towards the bottom, a small lace ribbon wrapped around my waist.

When I stepped in front of the mirror I didn't recognize myself. I was never one to dress up, I grew up wearing a uniform. My job now had me blend in, so for the most part everything I owned was simple. I was meant to blend in, I was the chameleon. Yet now, with my friends, aunt, and mother staring at me I knew I was anything but invisible.

I could hear the simple sound of the music starting. My mother and aunt headed downstairs.

"Break a leg kiddo," she said with a wink before closing the door.

A peak out of the upstairs window showed me that the guest had all been seated and the ceremony would start soon. The groomsmen stood up at the front, but Zach was not with them. I looked around the crowd to see if I could spot him, but I couldn't. One look at Jonas' face told me something was wrong.

"Bex!" I yelled. Now I was starting to panic. She came over in her beautiful red bridesmaid's dress. It showed off her muscles just the way she liked. "He's not here."

"Who's not here Cam?" she asked following my gaze.

"Zach! He's not here!" I could feel the panic start to rise even more.

"Calm down, he may just not be ready yet."

"He's a boy, all he needs to do is shower and brush his hair, what else is there to do?"

"Calm down, I will go check it out. You stay here." Bex quickly ran out of the room. Macey followed after her.

"I'm sure he's still just getting ready. That is a long flight from Budapest, and depending on what time he left-" I guess the look on my face said enough because Liz quickly shut her mouth started twiddling her thumbs.

After thirty minutes, and twenty-eight seconds. Bex and Macey slipped back in, their faces wore an expression I didn't like.

"He's not here is he?" I asked, my voice felt small.

"No Cammie, no one knows where he is. Grant and Jonas said they have been trying to get a hold of him all morning, but nothing. Joe called his friend at MI6 to see if they knew anything. You were the last person to talk to him"

I went over to the nightstand and grabbed my phone. I hadn't realized I had been shaking as I tried to dial his number. The phone rang, and rang, and then went to voice mail. No answer.

I threw the phone on the bed. Now I was panicking.

"What if something happened to him?"

I turned to my friends, and for once they had nothing to say.

"I have no clue where he is or what he was doing. He was on a mission but what if- what if something happened and they-" I choked back tears, remembering the news of my dad when he didn't come home.

Bex stepped forward "Cammie we don't know that-"

"I need to go." I blurted out.

"Go where?" Liz asked.

"I don't know just not here. The ceremony should have started over an hour ago and he's not here.." I felt the tears coming terrified of the reality that I may never see him again. I opened the doors and ran down the stairs.

Joe waited in the foyer. He was going to walk me down the aisle. He turned to look at me. "Where is he?" I asked desperately.

"I don't know." He has a sad look in his eyes. "What was he doing? Why was he in Budapest? I know you know something." I gripped his arm.

"Cammie, what Zach does, I don't have clearance to know-" before he could finish I was out of the front door of the McHenry mansion.

I took off and did the only thing I could think of. Run.