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A/N: I was going to wait until I got more reviews, but I'm an impatient person ;) So, chapter 2 is up, hope you guys like it! I'm aiming for 15 reviews before I upload the next chapter!

Chapter 2

The room was even darker than the main part of the store. It was empty except for the table, two cushions, and woman that sat on the floor.

"Come in, come in. You would like for me to tell your fortune?" The woman spoke in a heavy accent that I did not recognize. I nodded and Zach and I sat down on the cushions. "Very well. Place hands on table, palms facing up." We did as we were told, and the woman closed her eyes as she gently placed her hands in mine. "Ah, yes, I see. You are in much danger. Soon you will be faced with a task that only you will know how to complete. Much help will do you good. I see a great success. Someone in the near future will need you at that time more than ever. Your future is filled with love. It is also filled with great challenges, that only time will tell if you can overcome them. I see a beautiful baby boy and girl. Once you find what your destiny has wanted you to find, your mind will be truly at peace with itself."

Chills ran down my spine after she finished. It's a fortune teller, I thought to myself. These are always fake. I couldn't erase her words from my mind though. Her predictions ran through my head, over and over again.

She closed her eyes once again and placed her hands on top of Zach's. He was completely still as she spoke. "Young man, I see you've had a dark past. It will follow you until you destroy the source of the darkness. In the near future you will need to make the biggest decision in your life, one that can only be decided by you. You need to keep your friends close, but your enemies closer. To release your negative energy, you must open up to those around you, to the one who cares the most. Your future holds a great finding of something that has been lost for years. Love is what will keep you from falling apart. You have a dangerous future, but your wit and strength will always help you through the dangers. Again, I see a beautiful baby girl and boy. The walls we build up sometimes need to be broken down, and once you do that, you will be able to destroy the source of your troubles." The fortune teller opened her eyes and sat back.

"You both show strength, determination, smarts, and love. Use my words to your advantage, for I see that very soon you both will be in danger. Stay together and help one another when needed. That is all I can say." And with that, the fortune teller gestured to the curtain, meaning she had no more to say to us.

"Thank you," I said, and Zach and I walked out of the room silently. Pure silence passed between us as we walked from the room all the way back to our little bench. The silence became too much for me to handle.

"Zach?"

He snapped out of whatever trance he was in and looked at me. "Yeah Gallagher Girl?"

"I'm not ready for that beautiful baby girl and boy. Just thought I'd let you know," I said with a grin. His face turned pale, and then bright red as he laughed harder than I've ever seen him laugh before.

"Trust me, neither am I," he said when he finally calmed down. I laughed as he pulled me into his lap. "But you know, they will be beautiful," he whispered and then kissed the tip of my nose. Although that moment couldn't have been more sweet, I couldn't get the fortune tellers words out of my head. I knew Zach couldn't either.

I looked down at my watch. "12 minutes until we have to meet that at the diner. Want to start walking over there?" I asked. He nodded his head and we started walking. "Ask me what I see." I told Zach.

"You're on vacation, don't you want a break-"

"Zach. Ask me what I see." He shrugged his shoulders.

"Tell me what you see." He said. I looked around and took everything in.

I rattled off a list of people I saw. "A little girl crying that her ice cream spilled. Two boys following that group of girls. A woman on the phone, judging by the look on her face, she probably just got bad news. A man..." And then I stopped. Not because the man really should NOT have been wearing that jogging suit, but because I saw him earlier, rushing to go to a business meeting.

"Cam?" Zach asked, concerned that I had stopped.

"I know this is a small town and everything, but I saw that man earlier wearing a business suit obviously on his way to a meeting," I said in a lower voice, discreetly pointing to the man who was stretching. Zach nodded.

"I saw him earlier too. Don't get worried just yet. Remember, once is a stranger, twice is a coincidence, three times is a tail. We'll let your mom, Abby, and Solomon know," Zach assured me. But the way he pulled me a little closer to him and walked a little quicker told me that I probably should be worried.

When we entered the diner, Mom, Abby, and Solomon were already there. Mom smiled and waved us over to a booth near the back.

"So, what have you guys been up to?" Mom asked. Honestly at this point I didn't even know where to begin. Zach spoke for me.

"Well Cammie took me to that ice cream shop and we walked around for a while. Nothing much happened," Zach explained.

"Mom, did you know there's a little fortune tellers shop here?" I asked. She scrunched her eyebrows together and shook her head no.

"No, why?"

"I'll explain later."

Solomon spoke up then. "Did you notice anything out of the ordinary?" I gave Zach a look, meaning that he should tell Solomon about the man. Zach leaned forward and spoke in a lower voice.

"There was a man earlier. He was wearing a business suit, rushing somewhere, a meeting or something. On the way here we spotted him again. This time he was wearing a jogging suit. I know three times is a tail, but it just seemed suspicious."

"Tell me what he looked like," Solomon ordered.

My mind had already saved a mental picture of him. "Bright green eyes, about 6'3", short brown hair just a little bit darker than Zach's, scar on the back of his left hand, squared jaw, broad shoulders." Solomon nodded curtly.

"Nice description Cammie, we'll keep an eye out for him to see if he opposes a threat to us," Abby said. I was praying that they hadn't found us. This is the one place where I feel completely and totally safe. I will NOT let the COC take that away from me.

We all talked about things that normal families would talk about. Nothing would seem out of the ordinary by just looking at us. No one would have ever guessed we were all spies. And maybe that's the hardest part of being a spy, accepting what you are to others as well as what you are to yourself.

The rest of the day passed by in a blur. Even though none of us saw the man again, I couldn't get the strange feeling out of my gut telling me to be concerned. Maybe that feeling was just from the fortune teller's predictions though. I really couldn't tell. I was amazed at how quickly I fell asleep.

Somehow I wasn't surprised when I woke up at 2:16 in the morning and found Zach by my bedroom window. I didn't make a noise, but carefully watched his figure. The bedroom window was open and he was leaning out of it a little. He wore nothing but old sweatpants. His hair was messed up, and a silver chain that I had never seen him wear before hung loosely around his neck. I could somehow tell that he knew I was awake. Neither of us made a noise as I walked over to him. The only movements he made was the subtle rising of his chest from breathing. I stood behind him and gently rubbed his back. After a few minutes he turned around and pulled me towards him. He rested his forehead against mine.

"I don't show emotions around people. I don't tell others how I feel. I don't know how to trust anyone. I don't understand why I'm telling this to you. I don't get how you've changed me so much, and I know it may not seem like I've changed at all since the first time I talked to you in that elevator, but I feel different. I know I'm different. Gallagher Girl, you've made me a better spy, and a better person. I don't know how you did it. Normally, it would absolutely kill me having to admit something like this to someone, but I'm somehow able to admit it to you."

I didn't say anything, but just hugged him. I shivered from the gust of winter wind that blew into the room through the open window. Zach turned around to shut it. We sat on my bed for what seemed like forever before a noise passed between us.

"Where did you get that necklace, Zach? I've never seen it on you before," I said as I twisted the necklace between my fingers. A side of his mouth curved up the tiniest bit.

"It was my dad's. I've never seen him, I've never met him, I know nothing about him. But I have this little piece of him, and that's good enough for me." I wanted him to keep talking, to tell me more, to open up to me. I wanted to see just a single tear so I could comfort him. But he didn't keep going, and I didn't want to push him. So, I curled up in him arms and fell asleep.

I woke up with my bags packed, knowing it was time to go back to the academy. "Morning Gallagher Girl," Zach said when he walked in to grab my bags to load them in his car. He bent over to give me a kiss on my forehead and then walked out.

Time to go back to school. That means it's almost time for our mission to begin. I'm ready. We all are ready.

It's always hard to leave the ranch. Having to say goodbye to my grandparents is always the worst, since I never get to see them that much, especially lately. Nevertheless, we had to get back to school. So, after all of the goodbyes we jumped into the cars and headed off to the airport where our private jet was waiting.

One great thing about being a spy is all of the great forms of transportation we get. Private jets for example. Before I knew it, I was sound asleep on the jet. There's something comforting about being in the air, surrounded by people that love and care for you.

Of course, that doesn't keep them from giving you crazy looks when you shoot up from a dead sleep screaming, "Zach! The fortune teller!"

"What about her?" he asked, hurrying towards me, probably making sure I wasn't going insane. Mom, Abby, and Solomon just stared at us.

I recited something that the fortune teller had told to Zach, "You need to keep your friends close, and your enemies closer."

"Cammie, what are you talking about?" Mom asked, worried. I ignored her and kept talking.

"It's a part of our mission that we're missing. Zach, you're going to need to give yourself up to her. Think about it, if she can fully trust that you have turned against us, you can distract her, or give her false information, or help us take them down from the inside out. If you're inside, we have even more of an advantage over them," I explained. Zach clenched his jaw.

"No, she'll know right away. She knows I would never join her. I could never do that," he refused.

Abby looked back and forth between Solomon and my mom, she quietly spoke to Zach. "Zach... it's not a bad idea. And if you play it out the right way, she'll never know you're lying. We're not going to force you to do anything, but all of this could be ended so much easier if you listened to Cam's plan."

He shook his head. "No, I can't do it. I can't risk it. If anyone gets caught... I don't even want to think about what she'll make me do. We don't need me on the inside, we'll be fine." There was a pleading look in his eyes. He truly didn't want to do it. I sighed.

"Please just think about it Zach, weigh the options. Like Aunt Abby said, no one is going to force you to do it. Just... think about it," I asked. I knew we would have so much greater of an advantage if he would just listen to my idea. He was right though, we can complete the mission without him on the inside. He nodded his head, agreeing to think about it. I decided to drop the topic, trying not to hit one of Zach's nerves. Mom and Solomon was quietly discussing the pros and cons of my idea. I tried to block it out.

Zach was clearly deep in thought. His eyes were glazed over and he was staring at nothing. I gently touched his shoulder. His head snapped towards mine. He whispered in my ear, "We're going to need Grant and Jonas. We need to get them, now."

"Mom, we need to make an emergency stop!" I blurted out.

"Why? What's wrong?" she asked. I could tell she was contemplating my sanity. I pointed towards Zach and Solomon and smiled.

"Because... Not all Blackthorne Boys are bad." She sighed and looked down at her watch.

"I don't know Cammie. We're running on a tight schedule, they'll need to get special clearance, and how do we know we can even trust them?"

"We've got the time mom, and clearance won't take that long. And you tell me how we can trust them, you were the one who invited them to stay with us in sophomore year," I pointed out. She nodded her head in agreement, or maybe it was in defeat, I couldn't really tell which one it was.

Mom sent a message to the pilot, giving him directions on where to land. Blackthorne isn't too far away from the academy, so technically we weren't going too far out of our way. It took us 46 minutes to land on the roof at Blackthorne. That's another cool thing about being a spy- most of our schools and buildings have cool landing pads for helicopters and private jets.

The headmaster of the school met us on the roof.

He shook my mom's hand and said, "Welcome Ms. Morgan, how may I help you?"

"I need to speak with you in private please. Cammie, Zach, go get Grant and Jonas," Mom ordered. Abby followed us as Mom and Solomon went with Blackthorne's headmaster to discuss the mission. Zach rushed to the side of the roof where there was a ladder descending down into the school. Abby and I quickly followed behind.

The inside of the school looked exactly how you would picture a military school to look like. Everything looked alike. I felt like I was walking through a maze. Zach seemed to know exactly where he was going. Finally we reached the second floor where Grant and Jonas's room was. Zach didn't even bother knocking, but walked right in.

Jonas was lying on one of the beds, reading some magazine. A guy that I have never seen before was in the corner of the room, shirtless, attacking a punching bag. Both of their heads snapped to the door after we very rudely barged in. Jonas's jaw dropped, and the guy in the corner of the room just looked at each one of our faces, clearly confused.

"Wrong room," no-name said. Zach ignored him and walked over to Jonas's bed.

"Zach, we were wondering when you would show up again," Jonas said and gave Zach one of those half bro-hugs.

"I don't mean to be rude or anything-"

"Too late for that!" No-name interrupted, but Zach still ignored.

"But I don't really have time for explanations. I need you and Grant to come with us right now," Zach ordered.

"Ok so let me get this straight. You barge into our room, completely unwelcomed, don't introduce yourself or the other people you're with, and demand to take away both of my roommates. Didn't your mother teach you any manners?" No-name said, then smirked. It wasn't Zach's kind of smirk, it was the kind that made me want to punch him in the face.

"Ok smart ass. I'm Zach, this is my girlfriend Cammie and her aunt Abby. The fact that I need Grant and Jonas- my two BEST FRIENDS- is really none of your damn business, and I don't have a mother," Zach snapped. He sighed then turned back to Jonas.

"Well, here's the problem Zach... Grant isn't exactly here right now..." Jonas stuttered. Zach groaned.

"Where is he then?"

"Well that's kind of classified information and I don't know if Grant would want me to tell you-"

I interrupted, "Jonas! We need Grant! Where is he!"

Jonas sighed, "England." Then my eyes went wide, and I knew Bex was on a date with Grant. Zach groaned even louder this time.

"We don't have time to go to England!"

"Zach, calm down, I'll just have him fly down with Bex, no big deal. Jonas, can you pack all of your stuff? Don't worry, you're allowed to go with us. My mom and Solomon are talking to your headmaster right now."

Abby stood in the doorway, clearly amused. There was an awkward silence in the room as Jonas frantically packed everything.

"Hey, no-name," I said. He looked at me and pointed to himself. "Yes you, pack your stuff. You're coming with us too." Zach shot me a look, and it wasn't a very friendly one. "Oh calm down Zach, you'll thank me later. We're going to need all of the help we can get." He rolled his eyes.

"Inviting random strangers to help us with a confidential mission. Great idea," Zach sad sarcastically. I ignored his rudeness and walked over to no-name.

"First things first, what's your name?" I asked.

He smiled and proudly said, "Bryson." I nodded.

"Well Bryson, I apologize for my boyfriend's rude behavior. He's under a little bit of stress right now."

Abby cut in, "Aren't we all." I nodded my head.

"Anyways, this mission is totally and completely classified. You, Grant, and Jonas are going to need to get clearance, hopefully sooner rather than later. We need as much help as we can get on this mission. Oh, and I have a hot single friend who totally loves abs by the way," I said gesturing to his shirtless stomach. "Help us out on the mission and I might consider trying to set you two up." I didn't need to say anymore, he walked over to the closet and started packing. I discreetly took out my phone and snapped a picture of his back to send to Macey. Her response? I've seen better. This might be a little more difficult than I thought. Hopefully she'd change her mind about him

"Oh and Bryson?" He turned towards me. "You better be able to keep up with us." He laughed as if I was joking.

Zach still wasn't happy that I invited Bryson to join us on the mission, but he knew that the more people, the better. "Jonas, meet us on the room when you're done," Zach said, clearly ignoring Bryson.

Zach, Abby, and I all walked back out the way we came. Did that really just happen? It was so sudden, I barley realized it was happening. We just recruited three new people for our mission. If only the actual mission would be as easy as this. Once we reached the roof, I gave Bex a call and let her know that I knew she went out on a date with Grant. My mom was calling Bex's parents to make sure they could bring Grant down when they all came back to the academy. Yes that's right, Bex's parents were even in on this mission. A few minutes later, Jonas and Bryson scrambled onto the roof. We all boarded onto the jet and headed back to the Gallagher Academy.

The plane ride home was nothing less of complete and pure awkwardness. Jonas was freaking out because he didn't trust planes, Zach as sending Bryson a look that was possibly deadlier than the Circle itself, and Bryson was sleeping completely spread out on our couch, so Zach and I barley had any room to breathe.

"You know, if we're working on this mission together, you and Bryson are going to have to get along," I whispered to Zach.

"That doesn't mean I have to like him," Zach said with a smirk. I rolled my eyes and got up off of the cramped couch. We would be landing in 21 minutes but my body needed to stretch NOW.

I got a bottle of water out of the fridge and sat by Jonas. "Here, drink this," I said. He eagerly took the water bottle and chugged it. Poor Jonas, he was so terrified of planes. Once he finished the water he started rattling off statistic about plane crashes in the USA each year. I interrupted him, "Jonas, just calm down, we're almost there."

And before I knew it, we were descending down onto the grounds of Gallagher. I didn't need any magic pair of ruby red slippers to prove the fact that there really was no place like home.

A/N: Please review! Like I said before, I have the beginning and the end of this story finished. I need suggestions for the middle of the story! Constructive criticism is greatly appreciated!