I survived 3 days at the lake with my Grandfather and his friend…Before I start chapter 7, let me thank my reviewers: Miriam C. Garnet, mix1234, HellsOnEarth, Nature Girl27, Insanely Me, bookluver07, and Mainn! All you reviewers make me so happy! This chapter may be a little confusing, the point of view changes a lot but….enjoy!

Bex's POV:

The conversation between Jack and Cammie was terminated quickly. We had started to leave but Cammie hung back. I followed Alex and caught the end of whatever Cam was saying, "No I didn't, but I'm still sorry…I just wanted you know how I felt." I sent her a questioning glance when she followed me outside but she didn't respond.

Alex's POV:

As I led the way to the door after saying goodbye to Jack I heard something that surprised me, the quite voice of Cameron Morgan. What she said astounded me…she sounded sincere. As she caught up to us I thought to myself, maybe there really is a human being somewhere underneath all that attitude.

Cammie's POV:

Alex said a quick goodbye to Jack then, with Bex following him, started toward the door. I hung back, and said quietly, "I'm so sorry."

Jack looked up at me, "Why should you be sorry?"

"Because I'm the cause of all this."

"You didn't choose for it to happen, did you?" Jack asked.

"No I didn't, but I'm still sorry…I just wanted you know how I felt." I turned around, not looking back. I followed Bex out the door, ignoring her unasked question.

With a slight shake of her head Bex said to Alex, "We should just take a cab; it'll be the fastest way to get to my house."

Nodding, Alex glanced up the street waving down an oncoming cab. Bex went fist, giving the driver her address. I followed Bex and Alex followed me.

As we rode through the streets of London I understood why Liz always complained about having to sit in the middle.

15 MINUTES LATER

I could tell Alex was surprised by the size of Bex's house. I would guess I looked like that the fist time I saw the house to. The cab pulled up to the house and Bex flung some money at the driver. We exited the cab and made our way up to the house.

Once inside we were greeted by both of Bex's parents. Bex stopped and talked to them, waving me toward the stairs. I took them three at a time and as I ran up the stairs I heard something that almost stopped me in my tracks, "It's good to see you again Alex."

Alex's POV:

Rebecca's house was massive. I was pretty surprised I admit, but man, that house was huge! We made our way inside the house where we were greeted by two people that I assumed to be Rebecca's parents. When I saw the man's face, I knew why Rebecca had seemed so familiar. Her father was Abe Baxter, a man I had been partnered with on a mission in Poland. I was pretty sure her mother was Grace Baxter, but I'd never met her before.

Rebecca waved Cameron up the stairs and she paused to talk to her parents. When Abe Baxter greeted me I'm pretty sure I saw Cameron Morgan stumble.

Bex's POV:

I was surprised when my dad greeted Alex…really surprised. But I didn't have time for that now. I started to explain what was going to happen but my mom cut me off, "We know, darling, MI6 contacted us. Go pack, you need to leave as soon as possible."

I nodded and headed for the stairs. I head Alex following behind but that was the last thing on my mind.

Cammie's POV:

As soon as I got to my room on Bex's floor I headed right for the closet. I flung the door open a quickly scanned the room. Aha! On the floor was a non-descript black backpack. I grabbed it and quickly filled it with my warmest clothes; jeans, sweat shirts, sweaters, the wool socks Grandma Morgan had knit for me the year before, and long sleeved shirts. I didn't bring any of my nicer stuff, I'll have Bex send it to me later, I thought. I put the book Smithers had given me in the front pocket, wore the necklace and zipped the ipod in one of the side pockets. I head running steps and heard Bex's voice as she called out, "Wait here!"

I pulled my wallet out of my purse and slid it into my pocket. I slung the backpack over my shoulder and headed toward the door. I didn't look back.

Alex was goggling at the sight of Bex's floor. His backpack sat at his feet. "This is bloody huge."

"Amazing observation," I said. I plopped down on the couch in the sunken living room.

"Are you always this sarcastic?"

I didn't answer. Alex too remained silent. Bex came out of her room carrying a navy blue backpack, and addressing me she asked, "Do you have everything Cammie?"

I hopped up and nodded, "I left some of my nicer stuff here, you can send it to me later."

"Okay then, let's blow this joint."

Bex lead the way out with Alex behind her. I glanced around the room and flipped the light switch off. I closed the door with a thud, "Bex, how are we going to get out of England, heck are we leaving England?"

Alex answered, "We're heading for France, across the Channel."

"Isn't that sort of back tracking, I mean we're getting further from the U.S."

"We're going across Asia." Bex explained.

I nodded, Great, and said with a fake gung ho smile, "Let's go!"

I just finished Only the Good Spy young for the second time! IT'S AMAZING! So excited for the next one! If you haven't read it yet, go NOW and find it! The end….wow, so many answers reviled!

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P.S.S. Sorry `bout the length…but that's life!

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