Chapter Two

Cammie's POV:

The next few minutes of my life were what I would call "Complete and Utter Chaos". You think a spy would get used to getting surprises and dealing with stressful situations. Let me tell you something: not even spies are prepared to get the news that they're pregnant. The Gallagher Academy never had a class "How to be a Spy Mother 101".

"Cammie!" Liz shrieked when she saw the test in my outstretched palm. "Oh my gosh! You're….you're…..you're…."

"Pregnant." Bex's eyes were huge and she looked like her brain had just melted.

"Cameron Ann Morgan, who would've thought." Macey stepped forward.

"What. Is. Happening." It was all like a dream to me.

"Honey, you've got a baby inside of you." Macey shook her head. "Frankly I don't know whether to laugh or cry."

"Me neither." I stared at the wall behind the girls and tried not to pass out.

"I know!" Liz cried. "Laugh!" and she did just that. She sat down on the bathroom floor and laughed. It felt like ten hours but it was probably two minutes that she just sat there laughing while we all watched her.

"Cammie, how far along do you think…." Bex trailed off. I hadn't really thought about….well the conception of the thing that was apparently growing inside of me. Excuse my lack of excitement, but this was not the most convenient thing to ever happen to me. And not the most glamorous either.

"I, I don't know." I stuttered. Now all of a sudden everything was awkward. The fact that I didn't know the date proved that there had been multiple times that Zach and I had….well you know. And I could see the look on all of my friends' faces that said "We Had No Idea You Liked Him That Much".

"Why aren't you happy?" Liz stood up and took the test from my hands. "Cam, this is amazing! Baby clothes and baby showers!"

"Liz." Bex used a warning tone. Liz got quiet.

"I'm not ready for this." I grabbed onto the counter as a bout of light headedness swept over me. Bex caught my other arm.

"Cammie, I know you. You can handle anything." Bex reassured me. "You always said you wanted kids."

"Yeah not when I'm nineteen and not even married and just starting my career!" I cried and then I felt it. I turned quickly and ripped my arm away from Bex and leaned over the toilet and heaved.

"I'm out!" Macey made a quick escape down the hall.

"Oh, Cammie!" Liz sighed and came over to hold my hair back. "No wonder you've been feeling so sick."

"I guess I didn't think about it." I choked out as I flushed the toilet and put the lid down to rest my head on. The porcelain felt cool and hard beneath my head and a tiny flashback of a certain Alaskan mountain prison facility slipped into my mind. And then Zach slipped into my mind. His baby was inside of me. The child was ours. Then, like a sharp knife, his words from two years ago came cutting back. He had said he never wanted kids. I didn't even want to imagine what he would say if he found out. "But Zach doesn't want kids." I didn't even realize I said it out loud. And then I burst into tears. So far, pregnancy was not being very good to me on the side effects part.

"Geez, you really are pregnant." Bex sighed as she helped me stand up and make my way back to the living room.

"What will he say?!" I was freaking out. "What will he do?!" Then an even worse thought struck. "What will my mom say!?"

"Cammie, snap out of it!" Bex ordered and thrust a cup of tea that Macey had handed her into my hands and sat me down on the couch. "Drink this and take some deep breaths." Bex's voice scared me into silence and for about three seconds I sipped some tea and took a breath.

"What am I going to do?" I asked in a much calmer voice.

"Sleep." Bex said and pointed to a pillow on the end of the couch.

"But I'm not tired." I protested. "Bex, I need to figure this stuff out!"

"You need to be in your right mind to do that. And right now, you're not. So sleep." She picked up a throw blanket off of my favorite reading chair and handed it to me.

"What will my mom say? And Zach? And Mr. Solomon? And everyone?!" I was starting to get worked up again.

"They'll be shocked then happy." Macey reassured me. "Everyone loves babies."

"Zach doesn't want kids." I groaned.

"Zach can go stick his head in a-"

"Thank you for that Macey." Bex cut Macey off. "What we mean is: Zach will suck it up and grow to love this kid."

"My mom will disown me." I sighed.

"She will not." Liz waved off the idea. "Your mom loves babies. She had you."

"Yeah when she was married, stable financially, and on maternity leave from dangerous missions." I rattled off.

"Cam, you can't work while you're pregnant! What if something happens?" Liz's eyes widened. "The baby could get hurt!"

"Well I'm not just going to sit at home and knit all day." I snapped. "This thing," I pointed to my stomach, "is ruining everything!" I let my body fall limp onto the couch.

"You can't go tonight." Macey shook her head. "No more missions." I sat back up immediately.

"I promised Zach that we would find where a group of high position ransoms are being held!" I cried. "It's important!"

"Well I'll go then." Bex stepped in. "I'll tell Zach that you are sick and can't come. Then find the time to tell him you're pregnant, before you agree to go save the world again." She sounded more parent-like the older she got.

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That night, I snuck out. Oh sure, I promised my friends that I would stay put, rest, drink more tea, and go to bed early. But I'm Cameron Morgan. Sure my secret passageway days were over, my times of sneaking through the tunnel to Roseville, but my times of disobeying were not.

"Where is the best entrance?" I spoke evenly into my comms unit.

"There should be an excess ventilation shaft that opens on the southeast end. It's on the roof." Grant's voice rang clearly back to me.

"Excellent." I unbuckled my seatbelt. I was sitting in my car outside an abandoned building somewhere in Iowa. I had driven all night to get there and it was about three in the morning now.

"Cammie, are you sure you should be doing this?" Grant asked as I checked my belt and hidden pockets for my equipment. An important rule of all missions is that you always should have back up. At that time, none of my obvious options were available as back up. So I called in Grant, Bex's boyfriend as of a year. He didn't know my full situation, just that if he breathed a word of this to Bex, he'd be dead the next morning.

"I'm fine." I told him for probably the millionth time.

"I'm circling the building." He reminded me. "If you need help, I'm just a few yards away."

"I'll be fine." I opened the door and stepped out. "Bex and Zach should already have the job done, or at least be here. I'm just here to clean up." I zipped up my black suit to my neck. I loved this suit the best. I looked super sexy in it (not my words, Zach's) but it was getting a little snug. I didn't want to think about why. Just one more mission and I could put the suit down for a while. Maybe I could join Liz in the labs for the next few months.

"Southeast?" I double checked.

"Yeah. On the roof." Grant clarified. With that I took off. I ran over to the barbed wire fence and began to climb. Even super high tech spies have to climb fences. I did a flip over the top and down to the ground to avoid catching myself on the wire. Thank you P&E. The building looked dark and quiet, but I knew for a fact that this is where the ransomed people were being held. Before entering I had done a thermal sweep.

"Hey Grant." I panted as I located and ran to the southeast side of the building.

"Yeah?" he asked immediately.

"Does Zach ever talk about kids?" I asked absently as I shot a sticky cable up to grab onto the roof and began to climb up. But before Grant could answer, I heard another voice. It was still in my comms so I continued to climb, but then I heard the voice again.

"Sector C is all clear." That had to be Bex's voice. I could recognize that accent anywhere. We must've been picking up Zach and Bex's comms signal. There was a crackling sound and I lost Bex's voice. So I took the opportunity to speak to Grant.

"Grant." I got his attention.

"Yeah?"

"I'm killing the comms now." I told him.

"What? Cammie, why? Cammie, I have to be able to-" and with that I ripped the cord that ran from my belt to my ear in half. Bye bye Grant. I wasn't going to risk Bex and Zach hearing me or Grant. I reached the top of the roof and cut the cord letting it fall back down to the ground. I looked across the vast roof and spotted the vent I was looking for. I ran over and kicked in the metal lid that was over it.

"I think you'll like this." I looked down and whispered to my stomach. And I jumped up and kept my legs straight as I began to fall quickly through the vent.