CIA mystery boy POV

What the fuck! Who the hell was behind me? Then I felt a hand slap me. I didn't know what happened after that. This isn't a good position to be in. I had to get away from Boston; I had to go back to school before my headmaster found out. I'm pretty sure Joe Solomon already knew I was here and I'm pretty sure my mom saw me. What a good spy I am, I thought to myself sarcastically. No pun intended though. Ugh, today was one of the worst days. I should have brought my boys, my backup, someone besides me who could handle two girls and someone who knocked me out. But I was better than that. I had a video camera on me so I could get back to my school and look up who I attacked and possibly who knocked me out.

I was back at school, sneaking in the front way. It was almost midnight and I knew my class had night drills in about 20 minutes. You might wonder what kind of school has night drills? Well, my school. It sucks, but it trains us so there is nothing we can do about it. We all hate them. Grant and Jonas must be freaking out because they have no clue where I was. I wasn't going to exactly tell them the whole story but I did need their help. Well, Jonas's anyway. Grant probably wouldn't be any help in this situation.

I quickly ran in the door, hoping I wasn't going to create security breach, and luckily, I didn't. I crept into my room where Nick, Jonas, and Grant were. They were sitting on their twin beds and Jonas was on his laptop. He was apparently tracking me.

"Okay, it says he is…right at the door to our room." He said trailing off slowly turning his head towards the door way, and so did the rest of the guys. Yes, I stood in the doorway waiting to see what their next move was. Nick rolled his eyes and went back to reading his car magazine. Grant bounded up from his bed.

"Dude, where were you? We were looking for you the whole day!" Grant yelled.

"I was out." I responded. "Jonas, I need your help, I got some faces I need you to scan. And some finger prints you need to identify." We got right to work.

Cammie POV

Man, that debriefing was intense. Macey, Bex, and I were just leaving Sublevel 2 going to our room. We had some recon to do. Well, since we couldn't leave Gallagher I guess you couldn't call it recon, so let's just say researching…

"Where have you guys been!" Screeched a familiar voice. The three of us whipped around to find a tiny blond blur racing towards us. She stopped short almost knocking us over.

"Hey Liz, we got some work to do." I said in that voice meaning 'It's about Operation Blackthorne Boys and other important stuff no one can know about'. But apparently she didn't understand what it meant.

"Ах вы имеете в виду операция Blackthorne мальчиков?" (Oh, you mean Operation Blackthorne Boys?) She asked quietly in Russian. We nodded and rolled our eyes. We took off to our room and locked the door.

"Okay, I met a boy." I started and Liz gave me a wide eyed look, "No, not a civilian. I am not sure what he is. He had a CIA credit card and attacked Bex and Macey and we think Solomon knows him."

"We think?" Macey said confused.

"I think, whatever, who cares." I responded correcting myself. I pulled the necklace of my neck, which was a heart that contained a camera. Liz plugged it into her "people laptop". She had a lot of laptops; hacking, people, homework, research, fun and personal, and a few more that I forget.

"Oh Cam, he's a hottie!" Liz squealed. Macey smirked.

"Yeah, yeah, I know. Just find out who he the hell is." I said agitated.

"Okay, scanning face…" Liz muttered to herself, "Wait a minute Cam, how do you know this boy?"

"Ugh, he ran into me and had to buy me a new tank top because of the ice cream all over it." I grumbled. That was my favorite SugarLips. Liz eyes got big.

"Not your favorite purple one!" She gasped. I nodded reluctantly. Just then, a 'ding' went off on her computer. The four of us scrambled to her computer to look at who the CIA mystery boy was.

"No." Bex said.

"Fucking." I said.

"Way." Macey finished.

ZACHARY GOODE

"Are you kidding me! I got my bloody ass kicked by a fucking Blackthorne boy!" Bex screamed. Liz looked at us. We just shook our heads. 'Long story' I mouthed to her.

"Well, at least we know that he actually has to do with the CIA…"Macey said, trying to brighten the mood.

"I am so going to kill Zachary Fucking Goode!" She screeched. I laughed. She said fucking good, so it sounded like a compliment instead of an insult.

"What are you laughing at Cameron Morgan?" She yelled at me. I straightened my face and said, "Nothing."

"Bex, sweetie, its okay. It was only once. When they come to Gallagher, we can so get revenge." Liz said soothingly. Bex was furious. In case you hadn't already figured out, she hates to lose, especially to boys.

"I wonder if those other hot boys were from Blackthorne…" Macey mused. I rolled my eyes.

"Well, you're just going to have to find out next week." I told her.

"Let's just go to dinner. We can talk about this some more later tonight." Liz told us and we headed out of our room.

Zachary Goode's POV

Jonas was currently doing a scan on the two girls I was attacking. They were pretty hot if you asked me. I looked closer to the picture.

"Holy fuck." I told the guys.

"What is it!" Grant asked alarmed.

"I think I attacked Macey McHenry…" I said looking around at my roommates. They all scrambled over to Jonas and I.

"Man, I think you did. Imagine how much trouble you could be in!" Nick told me (A/N - yes, imagine how much trouble he IS in ;) ).

"You're effing screwed man." Grant told me.

"Thanks buddy, you're so supportive!" I gushed to him then glaring at him. To be sure it was her, I looked at Jonas to confirm. He nodded slowly.

"Shit."

"And the other girl is Rebecca Baxter." He told us. Who was that? One of Macey's political friends? Jonas brought up google; yes we use google though we are spies. He typed in Rebecca Baxter and nothing came up for that girl.

"Wait, where does Macey go to school? She might go there too." I told him.

"Macey McHenry goes to the Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women. Wow, of course she goes to a snobby girl prep school." Jonas muttered. I rolled my eyes. Great, I basically attacked a princess.

"Try to find that school!" Grant urged. What was with him? He kept staring at the picture. Oh god, Grant likes this chick. He doesn't even know her…

"Wow, there is seriously nothing on the Gallagher Academy. I wonder why." Jonas pondered. I looked at the screen and it legit said '0 sites have met your search'. WTF? What is this? If Macey McHenry goes to this school, there has got to be something on it. We need a new approach to this.

"How about we do a database check for McHenry and Baxter and see if anything comes up." Nick offered. Wow, Nick actually came up with a good idea that wasn't my idea.

"Whoa, our brother Nick here is actually smart!" Grant said looking shocked. He earned a punch from Nick in the gut.

"Okay, but what database?" Jonas asked.

"CIA." I responded.

"Why would the CIA have anything to do with these two girls?" Grant asked.

"Because the person that knocked me out was obviously an agent or spy of some sort and she was friends with the two girls I believe." I told them my thoughts and insights. Wait! I still had a napotine patch from when the girl put it on me. It had to have finger prints on it leading up to something. I grabbed it out of my pocket.

"Here Jonas, do a DNA and fingerprint scan." I held it out to him and he got right to work. In a few minutes, he had results. DNA testing takes a few days, but thanks to by boy Jonas, he got testing to speed it up a little.

"Finger prints and DNA both confirm that the girl was someone by the name of Cameron Morgan." He told us. Cameron Morgan? Wait, hold on a sec, a girl knocked me out! What the fuck is happening to me! This can't be! Holy shit, I was freaking out, this is horrible. I can't freaking believe I let a girl knock me out. Zachary Goode never let anyone beat him.

That name sounded vaguely familiar…

"Okay, type her into the CIA search box and let's see what we find."

2 MATCHES ON 'CAMERON MORGAN'

The Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women alumni

Designated/future operative and agent recruiting list

Jonas clicked the first list. It was all the alumni of the school. We scrolled down the long list and found two people that might have been related to her. Rachel Morgan and Abigail Cameron; Cameron Morgan shared a name from each other these women. I was looking at other people and was shocked to find a name that was familiar; Sarah Goode. I never knew my mom went to this school. But there was also a line that crossed her name out. I wondered why. My mom never told me that she went to this school, though I didn't ask. She always told me she went to a special school like Blackthorne. I never talk to my mom anymore. She, I guess you could say, went evil or whatever. She is now the leader of this terrorist group called the Circle of Cavan. It's been around for over 500 years. Wait…a school like Blackthorne? I doubt whoever this 'Gallagher' lady is would ever open a school for girl assassins. That just didn't sound right and I couldn't picture a girl doing what we were. They couldn't handle it. Jonas opened the other list.

Field Operatives

Cameron Morgan (Gallagher)

Zachary Goode (Blackthorne)

Rebecca Baxter (Gallagher)

Grant Newman (Blackthorne)

Courtney Bauer (Gallagher)

Nick Slaine (Blackthorne)

Tina Walters (Gallagher)

Mick Morrison (Gallagher)

Logan Covell (Blackthorne)

Macey McHenry (Gallagher) ?

Research & Development Agents

Elizabeth Sutton (Gallagher)

Jonas Anderson (Blackthorne)

What was this? Well the title said future/designated agents and recruiting list. Why was I number 2 and why was this Cameron Morgan ahead of me. Wait, and Grant and Will and Jonas were also on this list. But Grant, Jonas, and Nick all had a Gallagher girl ahead of the. I knew that Blackthorne was an assassin school, but I had a feeling that the Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women was a spy school.

Yay! Long chapter! Haha, so, I saw a coment about the guys hacking into Gallagher and finding out about the girls, and though I love the idea, they are going to be surprised about who they are. Though Zach has already met three of the girls, he doesn't know that he already knows Cammie (he bought her a shirt and ran into her) so... I won't be updating probably any of the week. I will try, I'm going skiing, have a ton of homework, and am piled up with lacrosse practices and games. But enjoy!