AN: Okay, I am sooo sorry that my uploads take so long, I have been having major computer issues so I am just going to say a few things here that some of you may not care about.

We are nearing the end of this story; I think maybe 2 more chapters and an epilogue.

After I finish Immortality I have another PJO story that may be an actual series!!

New Bamon stories will be up soon and I cannot wait till the 16th!!

So I am done with that now. Now I just have one little favor. If you haven't already please go read my Harry Potter fic. I do not care if you don't like Voldemort, read it!

Macey POV

I woke up to whispering. I was still half asleep so I just rolled over and tried to ignore them.

"No bloody way!" I jumped when I heard Bex's exclamation. Great, now I was awake. What could they possibly be talking about this early in the morning anyway?

"What are you two whispering about?" Both Liz and Bex's heads snapped up.

"SHH! Cammie's still asleep!" I look over to the sleeping form on the other side of the room. She didn't look so good and I had a feeling that when she woke up she was going to have a massive hangover.

"Are you going to answer my question?" I raised one eyebrow to achieve the perfect I-am-so-on-to-you look.

"Well, last night when I said I was saying goodnight to Jonas I asked him a few things and well-"I rolled my eyes. If I let her keep going for much longer she would be rambling on for hours. I cut her off, turning to Bex.

"Explain."

Liz POV

I listened as Bex explained everything to Macey. I saw her facial expression change as her brain put together the puzzle pieces just before Bex finished the story.

"So both of them think that the other doesn't love than anymore, but they really do! OH MY GOD!" I almost smiled but then I heard Cammie roll over in her sleep.

"How are we going to tell her?" I watched as both of their gazes fell on Cammie's sleeping form.

"I don't know."

"Well, one way or another we have to tell her. I am absolutely sure that she still loves him!" Macey just nodded in agreement with Bex. Then she turned her face at me.

"But does he love her back?" Her voice was almost a whisper but we all heard it. I had known she was going to ask this question though, and I always come prepared. I felt my gaze meet Macey's and then shift to Bex's and then back again.

"DO you really have to ask? You saw the way he looked at her last night." Macey just nodded again.

"SO he does?" We both turned to Bex and in unison said, "Yeah, Bex, he does."

Grant POV-

Shock. Shock is pretty much the only thing I'm feeling right now. Well, that and regret. And, of course, a dash of stupidity. I was supposed to be a spy for god's sake! I was supposed to be one of the best spies out there, yet I couldn't figure out that my best friend had been wrong about his girlfriend. I hadn't even connected the dots when Cammie seemed to have no idea what was going on. I had called her a bitch! No wonder Bex hadn't come to say goodnight to me yesterday! It had taken Liz, someone who has never even been on a real mission, to figure it out. I turned back to Jonas.

"How are we going to tell Zach?"

Zach POV

I don't know about normal people, I have never exactly been able to classify myself as normal, but when a spy hears "How are we going to tell Insert said spy's name here?" a sort of burning curiosity takes over. Don't get me wrong, this never ever clouds their judgment, but still, all sorts of questions start eating you up inside. What did they need to tell me? Had something happened last night? Had something happened to Cammie? Was she gone? My heart was beating faster and my palms were staring to sweat. I had to go after her. So maybe it clouds our judgment just a wee bit.

"I don't know. I wonder how the girls are going to break it to Cammie." I started to calm down. Cammie was okay. So what were they keeping from us? They kept the conversation going but they always referred to the secret as it. I decided that they weren't going to say anything important. Yawning, I sat up and began to rub my eyes.

"Hey, morning, what time is it?" Both of my roommates turned to me with startled faces.

"6:45. Why?" Grant had recovered and was now looking at me with a nonchalant look. I swung my legs over the side of the bed and threw off the covers. I pushed my hair out of my eyes.

"Great, that means I have half an hour to get down to breakfast." I hopped out of bed and headed for the bathroom to take a shower.

Bex POV

Buzzzzzz Someone's phone vibrated. I looked down at my phone. Nope, not me. I saw Cammie look down. An expression of shock flitted across her features. She opened the text but shifted so I could no longer see the screen in the mirror. Once again shock plagued her features. Her gaze darted between Macey, Liz, and me. Looking down at the text again she just nodded.

Cammie POV

Why in heck was Zach texting me I went to open the text but then realized that Bex could totally see the screen in the mirror hanging behind me. I shifted slightly before preceding to open the text. The others are keeping secrets from us. I glanced up at each of my friend's faces before looking back down at the screen. I know. Because I did know. They had been acting weird all morning. So that's all I said. I didn't even bother to ask how he had gotten my new number. He was a spy, just like I was. I looked up and saw that the guys were entering the great hall. My eyes met Zach's for a fraction of a second. I would have to talk to him later. And I had this feeling that I knew exactly where he wanted to meet.

Zach POV

I headed towards the secret passage way where Cammie and I had always met. After that dance, and when I found her there before then, along with the countless times I had come and visited her after the exchange. Not that any of the teachers exactly knew about these visits. Well, they might, but none of them have actually acknowledged it or tried to prevent it from happening. I heard the soft tapping of heels behind me. I turned to see Cammie entering.

"So what's the plan?" I held up a bag of bugs to put our rooms.

"We should put them in our own bags so they won't find them while sweeping the area." She nodded.

"I was thinking the same thing and, of course, trackers in their shoes," She held up another bag and giggled. "And, if all else fails, we can always guilt them into telling us." She smiled and I felt my own smile widen. She shouldn't make me happy, but she did.

Cammie POV

I glanced around the small passage way, proud of myself. I was standing in one of the passage ways that I am absolutely sure only I know about. I smile to myself. I really had done a good job. It didn't look like much, but it was the things you couldn't see that really made me proud. Like the fact that I had re-routed the heating and electricity to come to this passage, or that I had one way sound proofed the small room so that we could hear anything going on out there but they couldn't hear anything going on in here. But I had also managed to get my hands on two chairs (in a spy school this is a lot harder than it sounds.) Plus I had already set up the station that recorded and played the footage that is on the bugs. Or that there was a screen that displayed all of the trackers that Zach had planted in their shoes. This morning. Now all I had to do was plant one last bug.

BEX POV

"Hey, Bex, can I borrow your black Steve Madden Boots?" I looked up at Cammie.

"You have exactly the same pair, we bought them together."

"I lost mine." She gave me a kind of sheepish smile and I raised one eyebrow.

"Yeah, sure, go ahead."

Cammie POV

"Thanks Bex." She nodded and turned back to her magazine. Of course, it was all part of the plan. Did you think I would actually lose a pair of shoes? Of course not! I would be wearing my pair of Steve Madden boots when I went "out" tonight. You see after I planted the bugs back in the room I shared with Macey and Liz, I realized that they might talk in Bex's room. So I came up with a plan. You see, if Bex thought that I had her boots she wouldn't think they were missing when I bugged them and hid them under her floorboards.

Right now you're like; why didn't she just hide them under the floorboards? Well 1st of all now I had an excuse to be here later tonight, and 2nd now I could just throw the boots down there instead of duct taping the bug to the bottom of the floor which takes time. I heard her phone ring and I watched her step into the bathroom and close the door. I knew it was Grant, I had planned that phone call. I lifted the floor board and dumped the boots before texting Zach.

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AN: So did you like it? I am so sorry for not updating but hopefully the next chapter will be up soon! Please review! And read my Harry Potter Story!!