So…I'm updating! Sooner than everyone thought too! Ha ha. I'm so sorry it takes me so long to update but I'm trying to get the chapter after this one up by tomorrow at the latest. It's winter break for me so I'll update as much as I can! Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this. There isn't much Zammie. It's more of a filler/info chapter. And I've noticed that Zach is a little bit out of character so I tried to keep him in character as much as possible. It's hard since my story sorta kinda hasn't kept him in character. I guess I'll just ask you guys: Should I try and make him in character or leave him as he is? Thanks so much for all your amazing reviews! I didn't really get to thank anyone when I got one hundred! I'm so proud of you guys! Ha ha.

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Chapter Ten: Targets

Cammie's POV

I stared open-mouthed at the computer screens in front of me. I didn't need to look at Zach to know he wasn't as shocked as me. And, to be honest, I shouldn't be as shocked as I was. Considering what he just told me. He looked mad, when I looked at him. I followed his gaze and my eyes landed on a girl that looked very similar to Zach. I almost turned on him—I'll admit my first though was that it was his daughter—before I remembered that he had a little sister who had been captured.

He seemed to feel my eyes on him and fixed his own eyes on me. His anger seemed to dissipate and a smirk came to his face. I could tell, though, how agonizing this was for him. I reached up and touched his face. "I'm so sorry," I whispered.

He shook his head and tried to keep his expression neutral. "It's no biggie. They have Mel. I can…get her back." I could tell he was trying so hard not to show me the side that I saw so many months ago when we were using those rings to decipher lies. I asked him what his parents did and the smirk had been wiped clean off his face. As it was fighting to do now.

"Zach…look at that screen. They're after both of us. Not just you. I can help. I want to help."

He stared at me and started to shake his head. Until my mom cut in. "I wouldn't argue with her, Mr. Goode. She's stubborn. An unfortunate trait that she inherited from Chris."

I smirked at my mom and then turned back to Zach. "See? I'm helping. End of discussion."

He sighed. "You are so difficult sometimes."

I raised my eyebrows. "Sometimes?"

He snickered. "Are you suggesting that you're difficult all the time?"

I shook my head. "No. I'm just…confirming." And then it dawned on me that we didn't know why they were after us. "Mom," I said turning to her. "Why do they want us?"

She fixed me with an icy gaze. I knew that she was no longer in mother mode. "They want the two of you….because of who you are."

"Who we are…." I let the sentence trail off. "Who we are as spies?"

She took a deep breath. I knew before she said it that my guess on the roof had been right. "They want you because of who your parents are. Or, more accurately, who your father is and who his parents are. The potential you show is phenomenal to them."

"Potential," I repeated. I was in spy mode and barely registered that Zach's arm was around me.

"The potential you show as spies. Because your parents were the greatest spies of their generation."

"So, Dad was a good spy. That must make me as good." I was repeating it more for my sake than for hers. "And Zach must be as good a spy as Jared and Mrs. Goode," I said slowly.

"Annie," he said quietly. I turned to face him. "Her name was Annie." A soft smile came across his face; one I only saw when he was truly happy. "Annie Goode. They met when Gallagher and Blackthorne did an exchange. Your mom was there," he added.

My mother smiled. "Yes. I remember. Jared Goode and Annie Fuller spent every waking moment together."

"Mom…" I said. "You knew, didn't you? Have always known."

She nodded.

"Why didn't you tell me? I could've…helped." I was addressing the both of them.

There was a moment of silence. Zach broke it, as he asked my mom, "Should I…tell her?"

I glanced between the two people I loved most. I saw the hesitation in my mother's eyes. "Tell me…what?" I'll admit I was more curious than suspicious. When you're a spy, it's important—well, you feel like it's important—that you know what's going on.

Finally, after several seconds of eye-battling—or so it seemed—with Zach, she nodded. "Go ahead." My mom turned away pretending to study the computers on that side the room.

"Cam," he started. "I hacked every system I could think of: the CIA, the Circle of Cavan, everything. Obviously, I didn't get enough information if I couldn't figure out that they are after you too. He sighed. "What I did find wasn't pleasant. And I guess it shouldn't have surprised since I guessed as much. But it did." He took a deep breath. "Our parents, our dads, Cam, were partners on this mission. The mission they died. They were sent on the mission, this blackout mission, to destroy the Circle of Cavan. The Directors of the CIA and M16 thought it best that they send in the best spies. That would be our dads. Chris Morgan and Jared Goode were the best and everyone knew it. Well, Joseph Solomon was in that mix too but the Director wanted someone to stay behind. That's why Joe didn't go.

"Anyway, the CIA and M16 knew what the Circle of Cavan was doing. They were killing people, kidnapping children to train them. It was wrong. Chris and my father were sent to Scotland, where their headquarters were. They needed to destroy. They knew the risk and so did…Rachel and my mother. They agreed. Obviously, your mother and mine spent a lot of time together but we were left in the dark. Mel didn't know what was going on. I didn't either but I had some idea. Even at that age, I was smart and I understood things that I shouldn't have been able to." He offered me a quick smile.

"After six months, our fathers went MIA. I remember asking my mom every day where Daddy had gone off to." A small smile graced my lips. I couldn't imagine Zachary Goode calling his father "Daddy". "My mom…well, she wasn't herself when she found out that her husband and his best friend had gone missing in action. After a month, the CIA and M16 still found no trace of Jared Goode and Christ Morgan. My mom sat me down and said she was going away for a while. Mel and I were going to stay with Aunt Kate.

"By the time Mom informed Rachel of what she was doing—going to find their husbands—your mo was getting ready to go back to school. Joe offered to go with my mo. Rachel wouldn't let him. So my mom went alone."

At this point, my mom cut in. "Mr. Goode…Zach, do you know how sorry I am?" she whispered. Her face showed a track of tears down her cheeks. "When I found out Annie had…gone, I felt so guilty. She was my best friend and I let her down."

Zach nodded. "I know. I never knew though and I didn't blame you when I found all this out from CIA files." He turned back to me. I had a feeling I knew where this was going. "It wasn't hard for me to figure out that both my parents were gone and they were never coming back. For the first years after that, I was angry at Kate, for letting this happen. I blamed her because my dad was her brother and my mom was one of her closest friends. As I grew up, I knew I shouldn't be mad at her. She didn't know what she could have done." Zach knelt in front of me. "Cammie, when I found all this out, I was devastated. That was another reason that I didn't track you down. I couldn't let you see me in that state." He took another deep breath. "Our parents were found but it was too late. The Circle of Cavan…killed them."

Bex's POV

As Headmistress Morgan's voice rang out, I was scared. Mind you, this never happened. I heard these dreaded words. "All Gallagher and Blackthorne students and teachers, gather in the Grand Hall. I repeat, all Gallagher and Blackthorne students gather in the Grand Hall. This is a Code 9 alert. I repeat, this is a Code 9 alert." I'd only read about Code 9's but I knew how rare they were and I knew how deadly they were. This wasn't a Code Black where someone was trying to get in or out and this wasn't a Code Red where people were here that weren't spies and that weren't expected. This was a Code 9 where people who were neither trying to get in or people who weren't spies were here: This meant that they were after something. And I had a feeling that it wasn't something but someone.

I grabbed Grant's hand and muttered, "We have to get to the Grand Hall. Now. Quickly." We ran down the hall as everything important in the mansion was being pushed underground. But I knew that that wouldn't stop these people from getting what they wanted.

We turned a corner, passing the library as it lowered underground. I didn't see why those books were so important but if I ever said that to Liz, she'd freak.

I skidded to a halt when I saw Solomon, Mr. Smith, and a few other teachers from Gallagher and Blackthorne alike fighting off some men in black. Solomon caught my eye and yelled, "Baxter! Newman! Run!"

Normally, I would've argued but I was too scared at that moment. Grant had already turned and I followed. Before I could take even two steps, strong arms came around me, holding a gun to my head.

"On more move and the girl dies."

Macey's POV

Nick and I ran down the halls after we heard Cammie's mom's voice saying there was a Code 9. I had no idea what those were but I figured they were bad. I tried to be strong but I was squeezing his hand like there was no tomorrow.

"Baxter! Newman!" I heard Mr. Solomon yell. He was near. "Run!"

Nick and I ran faster. Just as we were about to turn the corner, we heard a deep voice yelling, "One more move and the girl dies."

I know, I know. Cliffie. I get it. You hate that but I had to! When I write chapters, I have them all planned out but then I get to a point where I think the chapter would drag on if I let it go on so I have to stop. That's just the type of author I am. So sorry but that's the way I am.

So! And update! Aren't you all so proud of me? I mean, it's only been what…five days? But then again that was just an author's note. Ha ha. I know this chapter wasn't my best work but I needed to give you something. I promise that Bex isn't going to die. And I'll update soon. I hope to have the next chapter up by tomorrow! And may I ask, how many of you actually read my obnoxiously long author's notes? They are actually important but I feel like you guys don't read them. I know some do but not a lot. So please make an effort. Thanks! I love you all! Let's shoot for…140 reviews? Please review! They make my day!!!!

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