Heyy, I know you're all blown away by the fact that I kept good on my promise! But, I don't think I have time to write for a couple of weeks so I'll give you till about November 15th before you can all go crazy stalker on me and try to hunt me and my new chapter down. And, I'm sorry in advance, but this will be the shortest chapter yet... but of course, those of you who told me mostly said more often updates with shorter chapters so I hope you like it:) Enjoy!
Oh, and Lira191: There is a picture of the dress on my profile, but, obviously, it isn't Cammie wearing it :)
Zach's POV
I sat there looking at Rachel Morgan: A concerned mother who knew how to kill me and leave virtually no evidence with a high enough clearance in the CIA to get rid of whatever evidence she DID leave behind. I finally brought up enough courage to say, "I don't know. Really I don't. I like her and all-" SHIT! I hadn't confirmed that I like Cammie to ANYONE. (Grant and Jonas knew, but I didn't flat out tell them). And this was Cammie's MOM. How could I have been any stupider? Well actually- never mind, pay attention!
"Oh, thank God!" What did she just say? "Honey, everyone at Gallagher knows Cammie likes you." Seriously? Was I the only one who didn't know for a fact that Cammie liked me? "Well, actually, Dr. Fibs and Mr. Moscowitz don't know. And all the girls younger than you don't know, but other than that… Cammie's covert-ness, if you please, has been less than stellar. She hasn't said it to anyone but me yet, but I had a feeling that you felt the same way." Well. That could have gone much worse. Cammie likes me- SCORE! Everyone knows that we like each other- uh, yeah, about that…
After we finished the movie, we were talking about school. Such a fun subject, I know, but eventually it got to the mission. Before long we were talking about Guardian-Equals.
"Well, what exactly is a Guardian-Equal?"
She looked like she didn't want to answer me completely, almost as if she couldn't answer me. After a minute she finally answered, "I told you before that a Guardian-Equal is responsible for your well being. They don't have any custody over you, and they're not related to you unless a family member is given the position. They simply sign anything a guardian would need to sign. They can be there to answer questions and help you through tough times. But the last part is up to you." She, pretty much, just recited the speech she told us back at Gallagher.
"But what does that mean? I feel like there should be more. Like there IS more." Her eyes widened before she spoke again.
"Zach, I can't tell you. I want to tell you, but I physically can't. I have been sworn into the position by the CIA. The only way for anyone with a Guardian-Equal to find out what a Guardian-Equal is, is for them to figure it out on their own, or get help from someone else with a Guardian-Equal." Damnit! I needed to figure it out on my own, because there was no way Cammie had figured it out. "I'm sorry, Zach." CRASH! "What was that?"
"I don't know, but we'd better go find out." Immediately, my brain kicked into spy mode: We stopped talking, and started breathing slowly and more quietly. She pointed toward me and then the kitchen, then to herself and the other direction. I nodded, and started to creep my way to the back of the house. Without making a sound, I was able to come up right behind two people (who will be referred to as goons). Quickly, I took the sides of their heads and banged them together, causing them to fall to the ground. I didn't have any Napotine patches with me so I ran towards where Ms. Morgan had gone. I saw her fighting with three other goons. She had been doing fine, and I wouldn't have bothered joining the fight if it weren't for the fact that the two goons I had knocked out had woken up. And they brought help. This led to me and Ms. Morgan fighting back-to-back, holding off all ten goons at once. Eventually she whispered "Eileenena" in my ear. Of course, the Eileenena Maneuver! I nodded and counted to three in my head, and began. I started with us linking arms while still back-to-back, and flipping her over my back so we were facing each other. We grabbed wrists and I swung her around in a circle, knocking over eight of the goons. She regained balance and told me to go call for help- just not from Solomon or Cammie.
I flew through the house, and had pressed one number on the phone when I saw the others coming up the driveway. I sprinted to the front door, threw it open, and yelled for the others to come help. Obviously Grant and Bex were in the house quicker than the others. Macey, Anna and Ryan followed, and I looked out to see a pale Liz and Jonas. "Guys, you can stay and chill until we call you."
"Oh thank God!" Liz cried. The color returned to their faces almost as soon as it had left at my revelation. I ran back to where the action was and saw the others tag-teaming some of the very large goons. Except for Bex and Ms. Morgan, they were fighting alone. I ran in and tackled a guy away from Ms. Morgan and got really into the fight. I looked around and saw that there were two people on the ground, and it didn't look like they would be getting up anytime soon… Remind me not to get on Ms. Morgan's bad side. A second or two later (1.914 seconds later to be exact) I saw something glint in the light over by Anna. CRAP! These goons had knives, and we did not. In my moment of shock someone with a very hard ring on punched me in the freaking face. And it was no sissy punch. Soon after I could feel the blood trickling from my lip, dripping down and off my chin. Luckily I was on tiled floor. I wheeled around roundhouse kicking the asshole to the ground. I turned just in time to see the others fighting off goons with knives (THEY ALL HAD KNIVES!) Somehow Liz and Jonas were able to hold down their lunches as they dragged two bodies away (both from Ms. Morgan, REALLY remind me not to get on her bad side!) I had to jump on one guy after clipping both Bex and Grant with a knife. Eventually we got them all down, and I'm still not sure how we did it. All I know is that we were all extremely beaten and bruised.
After the fight, the total was 2 dead, 4 unconscious, and 4 escaped. But I didn't care about the escaped, we could deal with them later.
Cammie's POV
Seeing the door wide open, we clicked into spy gear. Solomon stopped the car, and I took my shoes off so they wouldn't clack on the ground. Carrying the shoes with me, Solomon chuckled (they were useful weapons, and I could run way faster without them on). We headed for the front door, and Solomon loosened his tie. When we got to the house, I half expected to see them waiting for us (just my luck), but instead I was horrified by the scene in front of me.
Zach was looking at his reflection in a mirror blotting blood off his lip, and gently prodding a black eye. But I also saw my mom icing her knee while directing Bex, Grant, Macey, Ryan, Liz, and Jonas on how to correctly tie up the four unconscious people on the ground. (You could probably guess correctly that it was Alexis, Dominique and their "fathers" who were unconscious.) I had initially been confused as to why there were so many people working on tying up four sleeping people, until I say Macey limp around the group. Then I looked closed and saw that Grant and Bex had bloody rags on their hands-oh, it was Ryan's shirt ripped up. Looking at Ryan, I saw a huge bruise on his back, and a cut on his arm, but that cut was shallow.
We ran in to help them and to perform first aid after we were done. When we were finished, Jonas and Liz were thanking God they were on the Research Track, Ryan and Macey were both reconsidering the paths they would chose, and Bex and Grant were comparing the size of their war-wounds.
All in all, Bex and Grant had a couple of lacerations and contusions (cuts and bruises for you simpler people), Zach left with a black eye and a fat lip, Mom banged her knee pretty hard, and Macey sprained her ankle. Oh, Liz and Jonas were in shock, but that's to be expected.
I hadn't realized it yet, but Mom and Zach had to have been alone-talking-at one point…
"SHIT!" Everyone looked at me, but then Mom and Solomon realized what my outburst was about. "Where the hell is Anna?"
I would like to say that, currently, I have no idea where Anna is. And, ouch, I hurt my knee again :(
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