Zach POV
"I think we should do some more spy work," I announced. Cammie and I were sitting at a small café across the street from our hotel. I was eating a bagel and she had a fruit salad.
"Where?" she asked, looking and sounding bored with me.
"Where do you want to go?" I asked. I was trying to at least get Cammie to talk to me like a friend again.
Cammie, this whole trip, had been blaming me for everything that happened between us. I didn't even do anything. I figured that I would be nice to her and try to be her friend and get her to trust me before I tried anything with her and tried to explain what happened that night. She wasn't going to listen any of my stories, true or not.
Anyways, I needed to make her fall for me again. I couldn't let Cammie go out with someone else ever since I heard about that guy John…I know we're broken up, but for whatever reason I had felt slightly…jealous when I heard about John.
I already hated whoever this John guy was.
"I don't live in England, I don't know where anything is," she snapped.
I put my hands up as if surrendering. "Okay," I said. I looked to my left. It was a nice day with a clear blue sky and Cammie and I were sitting on a patio.
I was wearing a black V-neck shirt with silver Nike shorts with sneakers and Cammie was in a blue dress and shoes. I tried not to think about how good she looked when she was mad at me (for whatever reason she was mad at me).
"Maybe we could go look at the card you took from that guy at the ball a couple nights ago?" I suggested.
"Where would we put it?" she asked skeptically.
"The CIA gave us a laptop," I answered, leaning back in my chair and putting my arm comfortably on the railing. I ran my hand through my hair.
She rolled her eyes as if I was stupid (which, we all know, I'm not). "Yeah, but what would we do if the card has a virus in it?"
I smirked. "We'll get a new laptop."
"How would you know?" she sneered. "We can't afford to lose this laptop; it's our only knowledge during this mission!"
"Have you been on a mission before? I don't think so," I answered for her. "Don't you think it would be better to jeopardize a stupid laptop than to sit around not doing anything? That would mean more time in England and a delayed return." She opened her mouth to interrupt, looking annoyed, but I cut her off. "The mission doesn't end until we succeed, fail, or tell them we retire from this mission."
She glared at me darkly. "Fine," she muttered. I smirked.
"Well, let's get going then, darling," I said. She closed her eyes.
She opened them and smiled at me lovingly. I watched her smugly. "Okay, sweetheart," she said sharply.
We got up. "You know what? I take back what I said on the plane," I whispered into her ear. "You're not being a very good actress."
She punched my arm.
"Zach, I bet there's something else we can do," Cammie said, looking worried. We both sat at the edge of the bed, the laptop in front of us. We were waiting for it to turn on.
"I bet there is, but this is the only thing we can think of," I said.
"I don't think we should look at this file yet," she said, looking scared.
"You're just scared because you don't want to see or hear about John," I said irritably. Big mistake – she looked at me with a mischievous smile.
"Is someone…jealous?" she said airily. It was the first non-rude comment she had made all day about me.
I stared at her. "Yes, absolutely," I said sarcastically.
"Oh, come on, I bet you had loads of girlfriends after me," she said confidently.
I looked away. "That's none of your business."
"I never said it was," Cammie said, sounding surprised. "Why are you so touchy?"
The truth was that I hadn't exactly dated anyone after Cammie. I had gone out to clubs and stuff and just had one-night-stands with girls but I hadn't wanted to settle down with anyone besides Cammie, especially because I hadn't even cheated on her in the first place.
"I'm not, let's just get on with the thing," I said, turning to face her again. I waited for her to hand me the intelligence card.
I looked up to find her staring at me, looking almost sad. I raised an eyebrow.
"Zach," she said softly, "I think we should be friends again." What? Was she serious? I searched her face but she looked like she was serious. I didn't bother to question why she might be asking me this, this opportunity didn't come every day!
I grinned. "Sure," I said. She smiled. Finally! Finally, she wasn't going to ignore me all day! No more of her bitchiness!
Maybe now I could start to earn her trust again. Then, I could tell her what really happened and she'd forgive me.
But now as I thought about it, I wasn't sure if I actually would be willing to forgive her. What type of girlfriend doesn't even give her boyfriend a chance to explain what actually happened? If she had really loved me she would have given me a chance and not let me walk away so easily. If she's just going to jump to conclusions on every thing I wasn't sure I would be okay with that.
"Can you hand me the card?" I asked, holding out my hand.
"No, I don't want to do this," she pouted. She put it in a pocket on her dress and reached up to put her hair up in a loose ponytail.
"What else can we do?" I cried. "I'm not staying here extra just because you didn't want to do anything."
She rolled her eyes. "Let's think about where we might want to look to find things out."
"On the Intelligence Card?" I suggested halfheartedly. I walked away and plopped down on the bed. "You're being too stubborn," I groaned.
She leaned against the railing in front of the bed and frowned at me.
I stood up as she began playing with the little card in her hands. I lunged for it and grabbed it out of her hands.
"Zach!" she yelled. Smirking, I wandered back over to the laptop and pushed the card into the specified slot.
"Shit," I murmured as it opened. "We need a hacker."
"Liz told me how to do some," Cammie said brightly.
"Go ahead," I said, stepping aside and looking at her skeptically. She knelt down and began typing frantically.
After five minutes and fifty two seconds, she leaned back, looking frustrated. "It looks like we won't even be able to see what's on this anyway," she said. "I can't hack it."
"What do we do now, then?" I asked.
"I don't know, you're the one who's been on missions before," Cammie said, shrugging.
"Well, we can't do anything if this shit isn't figured out," I said, motioning toward the computer.
"Okay, then, maybe we should just sit and think of things we could do."
I followed her to the bedroom where we both sat on her bed. She was sitting Indian-style and I leaned against the wall.
"So, how have you been?" I said conversationally.
"Zach, just because we're friends right now doesn't mean I trust you again. It doesn't mean I've forgiven you. I'm just pushing all that to the side to get this mission done and enjoy it," she said quickly as if she had been waiting to say that ever since she suggested we be friends again.
I smirked. "That's not exactly what I asked, but okay." She rolled her eyes.
"So, about the mission," she said loudly.
I sat up a little straighter.
"Maybe…" she began but trailed off. "I guess we could just go outside and see if there's anyone who looks suspicious?" she asked.
"Sure, if you want," I answered, looking at her skeptically.
We both went outside, holding hands. Now, if only this was real…
"This is stupid," I muttered into her ear. "We're not going to magically find a terrorist and have him tell us everything we need to know."
"What are our other options?" she countered.
"Fine," I said. "I love you, darling," I added as a guy walked by, staring at Cammie. I leaned over and kissed her.
"Justin, I'm going to go shopping," she said lightly. "You can go back to the hotel."
I rolled my eyes. "Fine," I said again. I turned away from her and went back to our room.
I hurried over to the laptop and began typing into it furiously. On a previous mission, we had learned uncommon passwords that out-of-CIA organizations used.
I hadn't wanted to tell Cammie for the same reason she hadn't wanted to look on the card: John. I was going to find out as much about this loser as I could without Cammie knowing, and then, if we saw him later in the mission, use it against him so that Cammie has no choice but to trust me and fall in love with me and not "John."
Smart, right?
"Yes," I whispered under my breath as I finally hacked into it. I smiled smugly to myself. The mouse quivered over the name "John Wilden" until I clicked it.
Instantaneously, a list of links and numbers appeared on the screen. I clicked the one that said "Background Information."
I cursed under my breath because it was just stupid stuff like his birthday and things like that. But when I scrolled down, something caught my eye.
"John Alexander Wilden is currently presumed MIA for the CIA though he abandoned the mission after killing his partner and stealing a valuable disc of information on the CIA's whereabouts, agents, and plans. He is a double spy, using the CIA to gain valuable information for our organization." Then, a little lower was, "His grandparents founded this organization so his name has been down since birth." Scrolling down even more, I saw an address in England to where a headquarters for the place was.
I raised my eyebrows and leaned back.
I heard the door open. I quickly exited the window and walked down the stairs to where Cammie stood.
"Hey," I greeted her.
"What have you been doing?" she asked. She put down two light blue bags she was carrying.
"Nothing, you took such a short time," I lied, acting as if I was annoyed by her quick return.
She rolled her eyes.
Finally, another chapter, right? I'm really sorry I haven't updated in forever and I'm really sorry that this chapter is pretty bad, but I've been really stressed with school. (I know, I know, excuses excuses...but seriously, I had a test every single day this week! And Geometry is hard!)
I haven't updated, also, because I have terrible writer's block. I have no idea what to do or what way the story should go. PLEASE review your ideas, I need them! I'll update whether you review or not, but it probably won't be good! And I might actually not be able to because I have 0 good ideas (believe me, I would update if I had an idea...I'm not going to be one of those authors who's like "I have the next chapter written but I'm not posting it until I get 100 reviews!" I hate that. The only reason I'm not updating is because I don't have the next chapter written or know what I want it to be).
I had gotten kind of tired of Zach and Cammie fighting ALL THE TIME (I love Zammie!) so I made them friends again. But believe me, they're not back together yet! And Cammie hasn't forgiven Zach yet! We'll probably get to see what she's thinking/planning (just like we saw what Zach was) next chapter.
I made it in Zach's POV because it was getting boring in Cammie's and there was no way to know what Zach was thinking, plus a few of you asked me for Zach's POV. Before, I was like, "In real life, you don't know the other person's POV, so I'm sticking with Cammie's!" But desperate times call for desperate measures when you have no idea what to write.
And, also, some of you have been saying that my story is similar to something like "Mission of My Life," which I'm guessing is another Fanfiction or something, but I have never read it, so if there are any similarities it's entirely coincidental and I'm sorry!
Okay, so, now I want to thank every single reviewer. You guys are so nice and encouraging and I'm so sorry, I feel like I let you down by waiting so long to attempt the next chapter! I really hope my next one will be up soon, but no promises because again, I have 0 ideas! I want to thank my anonymous reviewer(s), you have really good ideas and have helped me so much with every single chapter! :) Also, Megatron13 because your reviews are so nice and really help me know what the readers are thinking! Definitely crazier-then-me because your review was so nice and gave me 2 ideas for this chapter! So, all of you reading this author's note, you should also thank crazier-then-me for giving me ideas to make this chapter happen (but a lot of you also gave me ideas that helped me too :)! PheoNox and Hungergamesfan654877 because your reviews are so sweet and nice and thoughtful and helpful! Thanks so much! And, last but not least, XxCandyygirlxX, your reviews are amazing :) I'm so glad you reviewed! You gave me 2 ideas for this, too (so thank XxCandygirlxX, everyone!) and your review was soooo nice, I really appreciated it! Thanks everyone!
That's it! Yet again my Author's Note is almost as long as the chapter. I'm so sorry, I really wish I didn't have writer's block! Thank you so much, all of you, for reading, I really appreciate all of you.
Next Chapter: No idea. Sorry :( But hey, you should review your ideas and chances are, I'll use them in some way! :) You'll get a shout-out!
Fun Fact: Ally Carter's favorite comfort food is mini chocolate donuts! :)