A/N Hey. So very sorry it took me so long to post the chapter. I kept forgetting to write it. Well, please R&R. Don't forget about the second R.
We steal two identities via their wallet's (which conveniently have passports in them) and head to the airport. We buy two plane tickets and within five hours of stealing the wallets, we are on our way to Paris, France for the second time this month. Zach sleeps the whole flight but I stay awake and alert. Trying to ignore the fact that the last time I was on a plane well on the run, I got in a fist fight with a Circle against in the aisle that was James Bond worthy. When I say James Bond worthy, I mean so utterly public and destructive that somebody should have filmed it. Somebody probably did. I make a mental note to check that later on and get Liz to take it off the internet if somebody did. Then I remember that I'll probably be dead before I get the chance to do that. Then I remember that if I'm dead, so is Zach, so I can't be dead. My mind goes in circles like that for hours. Hours of obsessing over what will happen if something goes wrong, if I die, if I can't bring down the circle, if Zach dies, but Zach can't die, I won't let him. Looking back on the events of yesterday, I can't figure out why I didn't just knock Zach out and run when he asked if he could come with me, why I didn't say no. In my heart though I know why I didn't say no, why I didn't knock him out and go, it is because I love him and I left him once, I can't do it again, I can't do this without him. Not today, not tomorrow, not ever.
We are outside the Paris airport now and I have Zach hand me the stolen wallets and passport and tell him to wait where he is, then I do what I do best, I become invisible. I weave through the throngs of people milling outside the airport, pick a man and a woman at random and perform a flawless brush pass (without them being aware of it) and make my way back to Zach. I am almost there when I realize I have a tail, I recognize one of them as a circle member. I can't let them find Zach, I can't let them find him because as good of a spy/assassin that he is, he won't be able to loose the Circle. I might be able to, I might be able to get away, but Zach won't. I've gotten away before but Zach hasn't. Zach hasn't and he won't but I have and I will and once I loose them I'll double back for Zach, I will go back and get him.
I walk for what feels like hours, employing every covert counter surveillance method in the book and then some. I finally loose the tail and double back to get Zach, grabbing a suitcase that somebody had let go of on my way. I pass a bench and grab the sweater hanging off of the back without breaking stride. When I pass by a man distracted by his crying son, I take the ball cap off his head, use the elastic on my wrist to put my hair into a pony tail and pull it through the hole in the hat as I push it onto my head. I see Zach leaning against the wall scanning the crowd. He doesn't recognize me. I grin and decide to have a little fun, for all I know it will be the last I'll have for a while, so I walk up to him and start a conversation.
"Hi, I'm Alyssa." I tell him with a cocky smirk identical to his own and a French accent.
"Oh, hi," he says with a perfect Scottish accent. "I'm Cameron ," I note how easily the lie seems to come and more importantly, that he used my name as his cover.
"So Cameron, what are you planning to do here in the city of love?" I can't believe he hasn't recognized me yet, it's not like I'm wearing a disguise.
"Oh, nothing much. Some sight seeing I guess. I would love to climb the Eiffel Tower." He scans the crowd again.
"Looking for somebody?"
"Oh… yeah, my girlfriend. We are on our first trip together."
I fake a look of disappointment. "Oh, girlfriend."
"Um," he looks uncomfortable, "yeah. I should probably go and find her actually. She went to look for a washroom about 20 minutes ago." He picks up our packs and starts walking away. "Bye, nice meeting you," he tosses over his shoulder.
I drop the act and put my hands on my hips. "Zachary Goode, if you take one more step I swear to God I will leave without you."
He spins around, " Alyssa?"
"I told you to stay here and wait for me to get back." I tell him, hands still on my hips.
"Cammie? How the hell… but I thought… you were Alyssa."
"No kidding." I grin at him and grab my pack out of his hands then take my stolen ball cap off my head and stick it onto his. "Come on, I had some tails but I lost them. Let's not give them a chance to catch up."
"Where are we going?"
I grin at him. "We are going to go catch up with some friends of mine."
"Are they dangerous?"
"Very."