Heyyy! Sorry that it's been a couple days! Again, thank you sooooo much to everyone who's reading and reviewing! :D I love you guys! Sorry but this chapter's shorter than the previous ones. Originally it was gonna be longer, but I moved part of it into the next chapter, which is coming soon! I hope you still like it though...and remember to review!

Chapter Four

I left work a little before five. I didn't have any new paperwork since I was going on a mission, but I still had to update my status with the agency, stop my mail, ect.

I didn't see Zach at all, which was kind of weird, not that I had anything to say to him.

On the way home it occurred to me that Zach had implied that he knew where I lived. He probably had Jonas get my address, I thought. I wonder how long he has been in town. If Macey or Liz had seen him, they would have told me for sure.

When I arrived at my apartment, I made my way up the stairs and unlocked the door. I set my keys in their usual spot and glanced around.

My bed was still in the disarray that I had left it in this morning. Everything was as it should be.

I grabbed a granola bar from my cabinet, and then went to get my suitcase.

I tossed the suitcase on my bed and went to my closet. Gosh, I needed Macey. Normally I would throw in whatever but, Zach was coming…

After an increasingly frustrating 45 minutes, my doorbell rang. I practically tackled Macey when I opened the door.

"Oh, thank God you're here! I have no idea what to take! Have you ever been to Dublin in September?" I asked.

Laughing, Macey maneuvered out of my hug.

"Chill Cammie, I've got you covered. But I know that 'the weather' is not what you're so stressed out about." Macey said with a wink.

I rolled my eyes. Macey knew me too well. Avoiding eye contact with her, I let her follow be back to my room, which looked like my closet had exploded. And trust me, I know. In 9th grade Liz accidentally forgot to take an armed bomb out of our shared closet and well, it exploded.

Without batting an eye, Macey got to work, digging through piles of clothes to put outfits together.

"Are you wearing that on the plane?" Macey asked while nodding to my outfit.

"Nah, I think I'll just wear jeans and comfy top. I am supposed to be a college student."

"Then take off your boots and let me pack them. They make your legs looking amazing, so you're for sure taking them."

I followed Macey's orders and sat on the floor as she filled my suitcase.

Every once and a while she would ask me about where such-and-such was, but the rest of the time we chatted.

"Is it weird for me to still have…feelings about Zach?" I asked her.

"Of course not! You two were really close," Macey said, "and he really cared about you."

"I know, but what we had…our relationship is gone."

"Are you sure about that?" Macey asked me, cocking an eyebrow.

"No." I didn't even try to lie to her. "But I don't think he wants…us back. That was a different time in our lives, and we both have grown up, or at least I have." I fiddled with a scarf on the floor.

Macey didn't say anything. She just zipped up the suitcase and came and sat down next to me.

"Cam, Zach loved you. And I would be willing to bet money he still does deep down. But so many things happened that got in the way of that. You guys have a lot to work out."

Sighing, I turned to her, "What would I do without you?" I asked.

"Be arrested by the fashion police." Macey said. But then she turned serious. "No matter what happens between you and Zach though, promise me you'll bring Bex home."

"I swear I will, Mace." Then we got up off the floor and I gave her a hug.

"Well, my job here is finished. Be careful Cam, and remember what I said, okay?" Macey looked me in the eye.

"Kay." I said as I walked her to the door. "See ya." I said with a half-smile.

"See ya," and with that, Macey headed out.

At seven, Liz stopped by for a little bit. She implanted a tracking device in my arm and gave me a back-up phone along with a heavy duty laptop. I would electronically report to Liz on a regular basis using secure networks.

When she left, Liz looked about to cry, but I reassured her that Bex and I would be fine.

We didn't mention Zach until the end.

"Tell Zach I said hi," she told me as we were saying goodbye.

"I will, take care of Macey for me, alright?"

"Definitely." And then Liz gave me a strong hug that I didn't know a person her size was possibly capable of.

After the door closed behind Liz, I began to mentally prepare. My bags were packed, I was dressed, and I had my lucky watch-slash-GPS-slash-camera-slash-listening device.

Now it was time to wait for Zach.

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