Okay people, I know it's been a while since I updated…I got grounded because I got a detention a school for bullying. I told this girl she was being a female dog (which she was and still is) and she went crying to some teacher…then the principal got made me call my dad and it all went downhill from there…and because this girl feels like she has no friends (which she doesn't because she a freaking perfectionist who once cried 'cause she got a B on a math test that everyone one else failed and is constantly having to be first) I have to be her new bestie…like heck am I doing that.

Okay, I'm done ranting…thanks to my reviewers:

XxxpokeyxxX

spygirl01

kawaiigrlmari

The-Gallagher-Girl-Zammie

Marshingirl

Okay…and I lied, I'm not done ranting yet. I hate it when people tell me to make my chapters longer and better written and update faster and to do this and do that…well newsflash people, this isn't your story it's mine. I really like it when people give me ideas and I could care less if you tell me my grammar sucks…I know it does and I do try and fix it but people, I HAVE A LIFE OUTSIDE FAN FICTION! And although it mostly consists of trying not to fail math, I do have other things I have to do. Okay so let me give you an example of a review that made me a little mad:

i thought it was summer vacation, and why is cammie so quiet can she at least talk a little. And arnt they trained to know when they have a tail better so this mystery dude wouldnt go unnoticed. And is going to be an Alex/Cammie story or is Zack going to show up out of nowhere. Btw update more often or make your chapters longer and better written. I sugest you read over it after you write. But otherwise it's a great story. And sorry for the bitchyness but you'll just have to deal with it, and i'm not really sorry than i guess.

Oh and because some of you haven't figured it out yet, this is like the beginning of the 4th book in my world with Alex. Okay that was from chapter 10, isn't it so nice? This is one I don't mind, from XxxpokeyxxX:

AHH update.

See that? Short, to the point, not mean and nasty and something that is okay. So please be nice, it's all I ask.

Now I am done ranting.

Alex's POV:

While Zach and I had been unlocking the cell doors, Sven had been turning the heater up to lower the humidity. Cammie was unscrewing all the light bulbs and carefully setting them on her jacket which lay on the floor. Anneliese was still gleefully rubbing the blankets together and while the blankets weren't getting very static-y, she was. Her hair was sticking out in every direction and she was grinning like a maniac…if I wasn't already in jail for attempted robbery I would consider sneaking out to get away from her…she seriously looked like she could do some damage. Just kidding, I am not afraid of a short little girl with pig tails.

The last door gave a resounding click and the last door swung open. Cam brushed past me to get the last light bulb and I tried very hard not to watch her walk…sorry but she's kind of cute.

I walked back to our cell-sweet-cell and went to stand next to Sven and Tobias, who were watching Anneliese flounder around in the pile of blankets. Cammie followed Zach into the cell and she place the last bulb on the jacket, "Anneliese, I think that's good," Cammie stuck her hand out and helped the little girl up.

She glanced at Zach, "Well fire master, get to it…we have like 15 minutes to start our plan."

I didn't quite catch what Zach said in reply, I don't think it was in English, but I could guess what it was some sort of witty comeback…not that I care or anything.

"So how are we going to start this fire?" I asked as I squatted down to be closer the blankets, or the future fire.

Zach to squatted down, followed by Cammie, Sven, and Tobias…Annelise was back to bouncing and she landed with a thump on both knees which did not stop her bouncing. Zach picked up one of the blankets and started to rub two of the ends together, "Like this." Just when it seemed like the plan wasn't going to work, there was a tiny spark that almost immediately died back out.

I rocked back on my heels as Tobias voiced the question that had been bouncing around in my head, "Have you ever made this fire this way before?"

"No, but it should work…" Zach mumbled as he continued to rub the blankets together.

"It might work but we don't have all night…we need a fire quickly…" Cammie stood up and so did I, she moved toward the door of the cell, "Maybe I can find a match or something."

"I'll look in here," I said as I move toward the window. I stepped on to the side ladder of the bunk against the wall and glanced out the window, it was a dark moon less night and the glass was starting to sweat since we had turned the heater way up. The window sill was littered with dead bugs, leaves, lint…that sort of thing. I glanced at the heater then back at the junk on the window sill. But wait, what was that? I moved a leave over to reveal a broken match that looked like it hadn't been struck!

"I think I found something!" I said as I grabbed the match and the lint and leaves too, who knows when they might come in handy.

Cammie jogged back to our cell as I held up my match like a prize, Tobias grinned, "Fire power."

I couldn't have said it better myself.

"We only have one shot at this," Cammie said holding up the match, "So this really has to work."

"Umm, I think I have a idea…" Sven said slowly in English, "We put…uhh," he paused and pointed to the lint and stuff in my hand, "in heater. Light match…put in heater with paper and…that," he pointed to the stuff in my hand again, "And paper. Put coverings back of beds, make look like accident."

"It's a good idea…and it will work better then Zach's idea," Cammie started, "But we don't have any paper, but I think it'll still work."

Zach sent a glance at Cammie that was a large part of the glare family, "Okay, let's try it…"

And Sven pulled out a slip of paper, "Paper?"

"We can also use the stuffing from the cots!" Anneliese added.

The clock was winding down, we quickly got to work. Cammie was stuffing stuff into the heater while the rest of us messily made the beds. After we finished, we gathers around the heater, The Match resting in Cammie's hands, "Okay," She said, "here we go."

She carefully struck the match against the wall and cuped her hands around the flame and moved it toward the heater. She carefully dropped it inside the heater and stood up, "Cross your fingers."

Anneliese crossed all her fingers and her arms and her eyes…but I'm not complaining, because a thin little wisp of smoke started out of the heater.

Everyone let out a little cheer, "We did it!"

"YES!"

"Success!"

"Finally."

"Everybody, grab some light bulbs," Cammie said, handing a few to everyone, "Once the fire gets going a little more, Anneliese can start screaming."

"We'll be standing by the door when they come to see what the matter is…then we can jump them." I added.

The group nodded and we silently watched the little fire grow. Just as the first flames were beginning to lick at the top of the heater Anneliese let out a scream that was a cross between the Rebel yell and a murderous banshee. Everyone, including Zach, just about hit the ceiling until we figured out just what that noise was…then we all joined in, "FIRE!"

"FEUER!"

"HELP!"

"HILFE!"

More hysterical screaming.

You wouldn't believe how long it took for the police officers to some and see what the matter was, by the time the three officers came, we didn't have to fake anything, the fire had caught on to one of the blankets and was now covering the bunk I had been sitting on not so long ago.

"What-" The fat sergeant who had 'captured' us started before he saw/smelled the smoke and the flames. Then he let loose a string of curse words, some of which I didn't even know, then called to the other two officers, "Quick, Struben, call the fire department! Bien, get the prisoners out!"

"Where should I put them, sir?"

"JUST GET THEM OUT OF THE WAY!" The sergeant screamed.

Just as the sergeant was fumbling for the keys and I was tensing to spring, I felt a hand grab mine and shove something into my palm and whisper, "Wait, plan's on hold."

I relaxed and slowly nodded. I felt whoever it was move back and as the sergeant opened the door we all tripped out, coughing and gagging from all the smoke. At some point Anneliese had lost her bravo, she was clinging to her brother's hand crying. The officer had his gun out of his holster and was waving us toward the lobby. He pushed us past the doors and into the lobby. Behind the counter I saw our three backpacks…we would really need those back, all the gadgets Smithers had given us were in there plus whatever Zach had in his backpack. The guard paused and picked up a handful of handcuffs from the top of the counter, then he pointed his gun at some stiff metal chairs with arms, "All of you sit, you first-" He pointed at Sven who glanced at Cammie. She gave him a slight nod and he sat down without a fight. Cammie sat down next, then Tobias, then Anneliese, then Zach, and finally me.

Once we were all sitting, the officer cuffed one cuff around our wrist and one hand cuff around the chair. It all went pretty smoothly until Anneliese kicked the officer in the knee, causing him to almost shoot her, which in turn caused a new round of screams. After he finally got to me, the fire department was just arriving so he followed them to the back room.

As soon as he was out of sight I glanced at Cammie, "Now what?"

She pointed to my hand, "Pick your hand cuff lock."

"Or you may use this key." Tobias smiled, holding up a small bronze key.

She smiled, "Or you can use the key."

Once all the hand cuffs had been unlocked, I took in the lobby. All the officers were in watching the firemen put out the fire. If we wanted to get out, we needed to go right then.

"I'll get the bags," I volunteered.

Zach nodded, then turned toward Tobias, "Did they take anything from you that you need back?"

"No, I had nothing of value that can't be replaced."

"Me neither." Anneliese added.

Sven nodded in agreement.

"Then I guess all we need is the bags," Zach said.

I quietly moved toward the doorway from which we had come. To get the bags I would have to go behind the counter, which means I would be within easy reach of any of the officers. I slipped around the counter, adrenaline pumping through my body, and grabbed the first bag, the second bag, the third bag. I was stepping back when one of the officers glanced over his shoulder.

Then I wasn't being quite anymore. I did a 180 and sprinted toward the door, following behind my fellow escapees. We blew through the doors and hit the cold street before any of the cops knew what had happened. I tossed Zach his backpack and Cammie hers as I caught up with the group. Tobias was carrying Anneliese, they were leading the pack. Sven was running at an incredible speed for a guy with such sort legs, he was off to the left of Tobias. Zach and I were running right behind them, basically in stride with each other. Cammie was right behind me, craning her neck to see what was going down behind us, "Uh-oh, they're not giving up yet!" She yelled.

"This way!" Tobias said over his shoulder. We made a sharp turn into an alley and then swerved into an old warehouse. We tumbled through the door and Sven took the lead, moving toward a set of stars that lead up. We flew up them and were just out of the line of sight when we heard the police stumble into the building after us. The sergeant was with them and he gave directions in between panting, "Go!-Spread out-look up there-and in the- basement! You-two, cover- the outside-!"

I heard scrambling of feet and the need of a plan just became greater.

"The light bulbs from the jail!" Cammie hissed, "Throw them down the stairs."

"What?" I hissed back.

"It'll confuse them while we get out of here!"

Okay, that works. I pulled one of the three light bulbs I had in my pocket, took careful aim and tossed it. It hit the ground floor with a loud crack. More of the cracks followed as each of our group threw their bulbs in different directions.

The officers were spinning around searching for the source as I dislodged my two final bulbs. I felt Cammie grab my arm and pull be back, "Come on, Sven found an exit…let's go, their waiting for us"

I turned and followed her to the back of the room where an open window let in a wintery gust. Cammie went first, over the sill, down a fire escape, then dropping onto the ground. I followed her lead, although I plopped a little more than she did.

We were all in the alley, the cold wind whispering the beginning of goodbye. "I guess this is where we leave," Cammie said as she pulled out a slip of paper and a pen, "This is my email," she handed Anneliese the paper, "email me anytime, okay?"

The little girl tucked the paper into her pocket, "Okay…" Then she launched herself at Cammie and hugged her. I shook hands with Sven and Tobias, as did Zach, than waved to Anneliese as she grabbed her brother's hand, "Bye! Have a nice trip!"

She was still waving happily as we moved out of the alley and down the street. We started to jog in the direction Zach had chosen and I couldn't help but hope that little girl kept that bubbly, happy innocence…the world needs more of those people.

Okay, so what did you think of this chapter? Did you notice it was all in Alex's POV? Did I do okay with it? Again, I am so sorry for the long update time…but please review…for me!

My dad is watching the Super Bowl…and I have to say, I am a Budweiser Clydesdale fan but this year's commercial was disappointing….anyway…

Lots of Love,

Agent Striker