Cammie jolts awake at the obnoxiously loud sound of Jonas' alarm. She lets out a small chuckle as Zach jumps awake at the same time. Instantly Cammie was awake, knowing they were about to attack the warehouse. She lifts herself off of Zach and stands in the middle of the room, arching her back to stretch it.

"C'mon, the Miami police department will be in the lobby in a little less than a half hour," Jonas commands, shaking Grant awake.

Cammie grabs her small silver case and snaps it open, revealing an array of weapons and protection equipment. The first thing she grabs are her night-vision contacts, which she pops into her eyes. The contacts could allow her to see in both bright light and complete darkness, with only a slight green shade. Cammie's contacts made her slightly hazel eyes look even more hazel, while Zach's contacts blended in perfectly with his already-green eyes.

Cammie takes a compact grapple-gun and grips that in her palm. She puts a silver Compact 9mm pistol into her belt, where she'll need it once they gain entrance to the warehouse. Then she takes a small tube of "lipstick" and sticks that in her pocket. And, of course, Cammie stuffed a handful of Napotene patches in her pocket along with a slick-on security camera. Then she plugs a comms unit into her ear, and she was ready.

"Let's move out," Jonas orders, leading the way out of the hotel room. Cammie grins and looks at Liz, who rolls her eyes at Jonas' enthusiasm for beginning the mission.

The spies head to the lobby of the hotel room, where fifteen policemen were already gathered. Jonas heads over to the policeman in charge and explains how they'll be surrounding the building. It'll be the polices' job to surround the building from the ground, and the spies will invade the warehouse from the rooftop.

The policeman in charge looks at his watch and says, "Ten o'clock, are we going now?"

"Yep. Bring your squad around the building and surround the building from all sides, especially the south end. We'll get on the rooftop as soon as possible," Cammie explains, and the police run out the door.

After a solid minute, Zach looks at Jonas and says, "You try to shut down the power throughout the whole block, since if you shut down the power in just that warehouse, it'll look too obvious we're attacking them."

"I already put my laptop on a timer. In exactly twenty, this whole block will be in darkness," Jonas replies.

"Then we can begin our invasion on the rooftop under the cover of darkness," Bex summarizes. Right as she finishes talking, the streetlights turn out, as do all the lights in all the buildings in the whole block.

"Outstanding, Jonas," Grant tells his friend, "Out-fucking-standing."

"What the hell, Grant?" Jonas replies. "Did you take that line from Call of Duty?"

"Yeah… so?"

Cammie holds back a laugh and blinks, so her night-vision contacts could start working. There was a slight green tint to everything, but nothing as drastic as you would see in fake Hollywood spy movies.

The group of spies head out of the hotel lobby, splitting up into three groups; Zach and Cammie, Grant and Bex, Jonas and Liz. Cammie leads Zach to an apartment building on the south side of the building, and they start climbing up a fire escape. After climbing up two floors, Cammie turns around and stops Zach in his tracks with a firm hand on his chest.

"See that abandoned guard shack right across the street?" Cammie asks, tilting her head towards the warehouse property. A tall, three story guard shack was on the corner of the warehouse with no apparent guards in the window.

"Yeah."

"Do you know anyone who's already checking it out?" Cammie asks.

"No, Liz and Jonas are headed to the west side and Bex and Liz are headed to the east side. The police should mainly have the north side, and we're the only ones with the south side, despite a few guards surrounding the warehouse," Zach answers, confusion showing through his contacts.

"In five minutes I want to see you in the window."

"What does-"

"Five minutes," Cammie repeats herself.

"But why do you even want me-"

Cammie grabs hold of Zach's wrist and looks at the time. "You just lost ten seconds," Cammie informs him, dropping his wrist. As Zach scoffs and turns to leave, Cammie says, "Watch my back." She continues climbing the fire escape to the roof, where she walks over to the ledge and leans over. Cammie takes out the stick-on security camera that Dr. Fibbs invented. After peeling off the white sticker, she sticks the security camera on the ledge and aims it towards the wide garage door on the south side. The security camera will stream live to Jonas' laptop.

Cammie stands up and lifts her grapple-gun towards the guard shack across the street. Zach was now standing in the window, right on time. She pulls the trigger and locks her elbows as the grapple hook flies out of the gun and hooks onto the gutter of the guard shack. Cammie gives the rope a small tug to be sure it was secure, then steps on the ledge of the rooftop.

She pulls the trigger once more and leaps off the ledge. Her stomach drops as she free-falls towards the ground, then she's yanked sky-ward as the grapple gun starts sucking up the rope. Cammie flips upside-down, almost like Spiderman, so her feet would go into the window first.

As Cammie quickly approaches the window, Zach swings the window open and leans down to look at her. But she was too close for Zach to move out of the way, and Cammie crashes into him, both of them falling into the room.

Since Zach had mainly broken her fall, Cammie was left straddling his waist. From underneath her, Zach was looking at her up and down, a gleam in his eye. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what he was thinking of her catsuit. Cammie jumps off of Zach and brushes herself off, extending a hand to help him up.

Zach takes her hand and he stands up, not taking his eyes off her. "Sorry about that," Cammie apologizes. "Is the rest of the building clear?"

"Yeah, there was nobody else in here when I got here," Zach answers, already leaning out the window and standing on the ledge in order to get to the roof. He twists around and climbs up onto the roof, with Cammie right behind him. "We should be able to jump from here to the main roof." Zach points to the roof of the actual warehouse, some three yards away.

"Ready?" Cammie asks, and Zach nods. They back up a bit, then sprint to the edge and jump. Cammie lands agilely on the concrete roof with two feet to spare. Zach lands a few feet away from her.

Cammie takes out her tube of "lipstick" that was actually a tube of highly erosive paste that could break down the molecules of nearly anything, also invented by Dr. Fibbs. She rolls up the lipstick-like paste and draws a hole on the roof. The paste immediately starts eating away a ring. Once the paste has eaten all the way through, the plaster ceiling crashes down to the ground and shatters.

With their element of surprise gone, Cammie jumps through the hole with her gun at the ready. Once she lands on the ground, she rolls behind a wooden crate to block herself from being shot by one of the six security guards in the small room. Zach hides on the other side of the room behind a metal barrel.

Cammie peeks her head out and shoots a guy in the knee, making him collapse on the ground with his gun sliding away from him. Another guy made an easy shot, and Cammie shot a bullet right into his shoulder, making him drop his gun.

Right then, a security guard runs around the crate Cammie was hiding behind, clearly not knowing she was there. She puts out her foot and trips him right in front of her, then yanks his gun from his hand. At gunpoint, he surrenders and lets her slap a Napotene patch on him; he falls unconscious within ten seconds.

Looking over the edge of the crate, she saw Zach covering all the fallen security guards with Napotene patches. At least, the ones who weren't dead. Cammie walks over to Zach, not bothering to put on her safety on her gun.

"You clean?" he asks.

Cammie looks down and checks for any wounds she may not have noticed in all the excitement. "Nope, I'm good. But I see you got nicked," Cammie states, pointing to an inch-long bullet graze on Zach's forearm.

"I know, I deserve it for getting sloppy. But those guys clearly have had some experience with a gun," Zach murmurs, looking at his small cut on his arm. Then he looks up at Cammie and says, "Come on, we have to clear out the other rooms next."

Cammie heads over to the only door that led from the room, and swings it wide open with a flick of her wrist. Immediately she pounces on the unsuspecting security guard out in the hallway, and slaps a Napotene pouch on the back of his neck. The man falls to the ground, and Zach leads the way down the hallway.

The hallway had several doors connected to it. As Cammie and Zach slowly navigated down the hallway shoulder-to-shoulder, they open the doors one at a time only to find that the rooms were empty except for crates and boxes and barrels and other supplies. After making it completely down the hallway without coming across another security guard, Zach turns to Cammie.

"This door should lead to the main room in the warehouse, where the nuclear weapon is probably being stored," Zach explains, tilting his head towards the last door at the end of the hallway.

"We can't just barge in through the door, that would give us barely any cover. We've got to sneak in some other way," Cammie thinks aloud, looking around her. She stares at a wide air vent in the ceiling, her thoughts going a hundred miles an hour.

Finally, Cammie orders, "Zach, lift me onto your shoulders." Without protest, Zach kneels down and Cammie puts her thighs on each side of his ears. He stands up once she was securely on his shoulders, and Cammie reaches for the air vent.

She pinches the bolts between her pointer finger and her thumb, and twists. One by one, the bolts come off, loosening the air vent cover. Cammie takes off the cover and hands it down to Zach, who places it on the ground, propped against the wall.

Cammie slowly goes from a sitting position on Zach's shoulders to a squatting position, then a standing position. She pulls herself into the wide warehouse air vent and looks down at Zach. "Okay, I'm up," she tells him, crawling a few feet away from the air vent opening to give him some room.

Before Zach climbs into the air vent, though, he takes the air vent cover and props it underneath the doorknob of the door leading to the main room in case any terrorists would try to escape during the attack. Then he stands under the air vent opening, jumps up, and crawls in.

Zach was greeted into the air vent with a perfect view of Cammie's butt, covered in tight black lycra. He squeezes his eyelids shut and takes a deep breath, forcing himself to stay calm. Constant pressure on his pants zipper may not be the best element to fight in.

When he opens his eyes, Cammie's butt was still facing him. She turns her head towards him and whispers, "Zach, follow me. I think I found the way into the main room."

Cammie crawls down the air vent on her hands and knees. A few yards away was a slatted metal air vent cover. Cammie peers down through the slats and nods in confirmation. "I think this is it," she whispers.

Zach crawls next to her and peers through the slats to see multiple guards walking around. From his vantage-point, Zach couldn't see anything that resembled a nuclear weapon, but it just might be out of his line of sight. None the less, this was definitely the main room of the warehouse.

Zach puts two fingers to his ear as he says into his comms unit, "Grant, Jonas, get into position. We're getting ready to attack."

(Author's Note: Two words why I haven't been updating… WORLD CUP! Spain is so going to win, though I'm really for France and Italy and Korea too, not to mention that Germany is totally beast. Some of those soccer players are really hot XD Haha. Review who you think will win the whole thing, and if you're right, I'll give you a shout-out once the World Cup is over! Oh, also, the backspace key fell off my laptop, just to make things even more easier for me to write… That was sarcasm, btw. And go to Taco Bell and try their Limeade Sparkler. It's amazing. Lol. So, on that random note… review!)