Chapter 5: The Truth

I was on the way back to my dorm when I heard people talking in hushed tones. I guess the spy in me kicked in then, so I decided to go investigate. I wasn't sure what hallway I was in but I was pretty sure it was the hall of history. I looked around making sure no one was there and pressed my ear against the door. Turns out it was Ms. Morgan, the headmistress and Mr. Solomon my CoveOps teacher. Mr. Solomon was getting mad with her; I could tell by the way his voice was rising. Then I heard something I definitely didn't expect to hear. My name. Mr. Solomon had said it. Then I got really interested. Why on earth would they be talking about me? Then I heard it. The one thing that would change my life forever. Mr. Solomon was my father.

I just stood there. I couldn't move. I was so confused. Joe Solomon, my CoveOps teacher was my father??? How did that happen? When I finally recovered I walked in a daze to my dorm room. Once there I picked up my cell phone and dialed Chris's number. I knew he would be at Blackthorne now but I really needed someone to talk to. He picked up.

"Hello?" He asked.

"Hi Chris, it's Meghan."

"Oh, hey Meg. What's up?"

"I need to talk to you." I said, tears starting to form in my eyes.

"What's wrong?" Chris asked. His voice full of concern.

"I just overheard Mr. Solomon say that he was my father." I said. The unshed tears now rolling quickly

down my cheeks. There was silence on the other end. "Chris?" I asked, making sure the call hadn't been dropped. What with all the security measures at Gallagher.

"So you know." He said. It was then that I realized Chris had always known. I mean how could he not have? Anger swelled up inside me and I was about to blow.

Between sobs I said, "You knew? And you didn't tell me?" By then I wasn't angry at him, just hurt. I couldn't believe I had lived my whole life with him as my brother and he didn't say anything.

"I'm sorry. I just… I always thought of you as my little sister, and I still do. I always will. Now that you know, I hope it doesn't change anything." Chris said. He sounded sad, and I felt bad for blowing up at him. I had definitely overreacted, but I mean I was still in shock. Trust me, you have no idea what it's like to go, in one minute from having a dad and a brother that you love very much, to finding out that everything was a lie. I felt like the world was going to come crashing down on top of me any minute.

"I'll always think of you as my older brother. I'm sorry, I guess I'm just going through a bit of a shock right now." I said, not wanting him to be hurt by what I had said.

"I understand." he said. "If you ever need someone to talk to just give me a call."

"Will do. Bye Chris." I said.

"Bye."

For some time after that I just lay on my bed, balling my eyes out. I was angry, hurt, and sad all at the same time. It was a horrible felling. After a while I stopped feeling sorry for myself and decided to go down to the library to get some studying done for my advanced encryption test the next day.

I was sitting at one of the back tabled reading my text book when Cammie came up to me. "Are you okay?" She asked. It was then that I realized that when you cry for a long time your eyes get really puffy and totally give you away.

"Yeah, I guess." I lied. But apparently not well enough, because Cammie, being a spy, didn't believe me for a minute.

"Come on." She said helping me out of my chair, and pulling me along after her, as she navigated countless halls. Then she stopped and faced a large stone wall. She tapped one of the stones twice and it slid out revealing a handle sort of thing. I watched in awe as she pulled it and the entire wall swung around carrying us with it. We ended up on the other side in a dimly lit hallway.

"What are we doing here?" I asked.

"This is a great place to talk if you don't want to get interrupted. So are you going to tell me why you were crying earlier or am I going to have to get Liz to tryout her new shock-torture watch prototype a try?" She asked jokingly.

"You're not going to believe me." I said. Because frankly, who would have ever in their wildest dreams thought that I was Mr. Solomon's daughter?

"Try me." She said. I then went on to tell her all about what I had heard while eaves-dropping. She was just as shocked as I was which wasn't surprising. I mean, it was huge news and really unbelievable.

Cammie just stared at me for a while, and when it finally sunk in all she could utter was "Wow."

"I know."

"So what are you going to do about it?" Cammie asked, getting straight to the point.

"I have absolutely no idea."