Hey everybody! Thank you to all who read the last chapter, I hope it made you excited for this one! Special thanks to those who reviewed! Especially Hammsters and Little Miss Sarcastic-Tomboy, you guys don't know how much it means to me for you to say that! Here's chapter 3...it's a little bit longer than the other ones! Enjoy!

Chapter Three

Zach.

I may not be as smart as Liz, but I know that my brain, like any spy's, is exceptional. But I would swear on anything that in that instant my brain stopped working.

In under a second, a million emotions coursed through my body. My mind was filled with many thoughts, the first one being; what the hell is he doing here? Then, Zach.

I looked at him and saw a familiar smirk come over his lips. The last time I had seen Zach was over four years ago. If it was possible, he had gotten even hotter. His signature jeans and plain white t-shirt hadn't changed, but he had gotten taller, and his hair was longer.

After taking him in, the spy in me finally kicked in and somehow my legs were able to carry me to the chair next to…him.

I sat down and took a quick breath; I turned to look at him.

"Hello, Zach." Two words. And I was lucky to manage to get that much out.

Even though it had only been seconds since I had walked through the doorway, it felt like eternity. I could feel Zach's eyes on me as I swiveled to face the director.

"Cameron, I do hope you remember Mr. Goode. I've been informed that the two of you have worked together before."

Remember? Of course I did. How could I forget was a more accurate question.

But instead I just nodded and replied, "Yes."

He continued, "Ms. Morgan, as you are aware, Agent Baxter has been MIA for quite some time."

So this was about Bex.

"The agency agrees that the current circumstances do call for us to send in operatives after her. I have reviewed many portfolios and I have chosen the two of you to complete this mission. Tonight both of you will be flying to Dublin. "

I was going to save Bex! With Zach…

Before I could say anything, Zach spoke.

"Sir, I understand that Be-Agent Baxter went MIA two months ago, don't you believe she probably isn't in Dublin anymore?" Zach asked.

"That's for the two of you to find out. Agent Baxter was on a highly classified mission, regarding the Circle of Cavan, which both of you are very familiar with (he gave Zach a look) and we honestly have no idea where she went or why she went off the grid."

I looked at Zach and I knew we were both thinking of the last time we were forced to deal with the Circle.

The director handed us two folders. They each had a CLASSIFIED – LEVEL 4 stamp on the front.

Zach and I opened them at the same time. They were our covers. I began to read mine.

Agent Cameron Ann Morgan

Name: Emily G. Thomas

Age: 21 (DOB: Oct. 16, 1990)

Hometown: San Diego, CA

Occupation: Student at UVa (semester abroad program)

Cover: Emily is an all-American girl; she is traveling with friend Daniel who is a student with her.

I skimmed my cover. "Daniel" must be Zach. I turned the page and an U.S. passport fell on my lap. I opened it up and found my picture in it, followed by additional information about "Emily". Overall this looked like a cool mission, but this was serious. We had to find Bex.

The director cleared his throat, "Two MI6 agents will meet you in Dublin and give you all the Intel on what Ms. Baxter was doing before she disappeared. They'll also help you settle in. But ultimately, the two of you are on your own. Also, every two or three days you are required to report back here using your secure phones, understand? We don't need three agents MIA."

Zach and I both nodded.

"Yes sir," I said.

"Well, I wish you both the best of luck. Bring Operative Baxter home."

This was obviously our cue to leave. I silently inhaled, knowing that I would probably interact with Zach in just moments.

I slowly stood up, and as I did, Zach did the same. With a final nod toward the director I turned and headed toward the door. I could sense Zach following behind me.

I didn't turn to face him until we were out of the office and down the hallway a ways so that the secretary wouldn't hear us.

When I finally did stop and look at him, he smirked and leaned up against the wall, his arms crossed.

"What, no hug? Didn't you miss me, Gallagher Girl?" he asked.

I didn't know what to say. The last time I had seen Zach had been years ago. Both of us had needed space and time to absorb everything that had happened.

"I didn't know that you were working for the CIA." was all I said.

"Spy," Zach said while pointing to himself, just like old times. "Plus I've never been the suburban, family type, now have I Gallagher Girl?"

At the mention of family I mentally cringed and I know that Zach did too.

"You can stop calling me that, Zach. I graduated from Gallagher four years ago."

"I know," Zach said stepping closer to me. If possible my heart sped up even more. "You never answered my question. Did you miss me?"

"Zach," I whispered. My eyes searched his. So much had happened between us, but there was still a connection. I could feel it pulsing between us like electricity.

But then I tore my eyes away from him and looked down.

"I've got to go," I mumbled. This was all too much. I started walking away.

Zach just stood there watching me. When I reached the elevator I turned around to look at him.

He called, "I'll pick you up at eight." Then he smirked, "Gallagher Girl."

The elevator arrived and before opening required a retinal scan. I turned and let the laser scan my eye. I turned and allowed the laser to scan my eye. Once it recognized me, I stepped into the elevator and pressed the down button.

I watched as the doors closed and separated Zach and I. The first time I had ever talked to Zach had been in an elevator.

I leaned back against the railing and looked up at the ceiling which showed my reflection.

Zach. It seemed like his name was the only thing I could process.

The last time I'd seen him…I shuddered. The last time I'd seen him, he had just killed his mother.

Before me, the elevator doors opened. I quickly made my way back to my office. I still had the cover file tucked under my arm.

As soon as I was in my office, I closed and locked the door behind me. Gazing out my window at the Potomac, I realized I needed someone to talk to. I made my way to my desk, sat down, and used the phone to dial Macey.

"Hello?" she picked up on the second ring.

"Hey, um it's me." I said.

"Cam! How did your meeting go with the director?" she asked.

"I, uh, got a mission…to find Bex," I told her hesitantly.

"Oh good! Don't worry Cam; you'll be able to find her." Macey said reassuringly. "Are you heading to Dublin? And when?"

"Yeah, and I'm leaving tonight," I took a breath, "There's one more thing."

"Yeah? Cammie, what is it?" Macey sounded nervous.

"They're sending someone with me." I said slowly.

"Oooh, really? Is it a guy? Cammie c'mon who is it?" Macey started getting exasperated.

"It's a guy," I told her, "Its Zach."

There was a long pause on the other end of the phone. "Zach?" Macey finally asked.

"Yep, the one and only," I said, and then sighed loud enough for her to hear.

"Oh wow, Cam."

"Yeah, you can imagine what it was like for me to walk in and see him sitting there with the director." I laughed, but it wasn't funny.

"Well…is he still hot?"

"Macey! I haven't seen him since we graduated!"

"Cammie…what did you say to him?"

"Well, he asked me if I missed him and I didn't really answer. And he still calls me Gallagher Girl." I said, and I found myself smiling at the last sentence…?

"Aww, Cam! He obviously missed you!" Macey said with a slight squeal.

"Macey, I have to focus on finding Bex… But can you come over and help me pack at like six?" I asked her, trying to change the subject.

"Of course, of course," Macey said. "Do you know if Zach is still in the building though? I'd like to get a good look at him."

"No Macey," I said with fake annoyance.

"Fine," she said and then we hung up. While I had been on the phone, a new notice had popped up on my computer.

I opened an email that had our flight time and plane ticket attached. I printed it out.

Then leaning back in my desk chair, I picked up the phone to call Liz.

Things were about to get really interesting.

Well! What do you think? Tell me in a review! It's so hard writing the parts with Zach and Cammie... Thanks for reading! I'll update soon!