My First Mission Chapter 10, a gallagher girls fanfic

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Chapter 10. HERRE WE GOOOOO.

Chapter 10

(Cammie's POV)

"Madison, do you like this shirt?" Haley asked as she held an orange shirt up to her torso.

"Yeah!" I said truthfully, "It looks really good on you." She nodded and added it to her growing bag of clothes. She had more clothes in her bag than I think I have ever owned and she was still adding more to the collection.

"You haven't picked out nearly anything!" She complained as I grabbed another pair of pants but put them back down.

"My dad-" I cut myself off.

"Yes?" Haley prompted.

"Nothing… he has lots of money but he gets mad when I spend it." I shrugged.

"My dad hates it when I buy things, so that's why I do." We both laughed as she finished checking out. I checked my watch; it was almost 5. We had been shopping all day, and I was getting a little tired.

We still had 2 hours until we met Garret and Howard, and I don't think I couldn't handle much more shopping.

"So, where to next?" I asked. I heard my phone go off and glanced at Haley, technically I wasn't allowed to have my phone and I wanted to see her reaction. She laughed when she saw me look at her and pulled out her own phone.

"Don't worry; no one follows the 'no phone' rule, even teachers don't care, as long as you don't text during class!" She said as she walked towards our car.

Reassured, I pulled out my phone and glanced at the screen. I had a new email for the same person who emailed me this morning. It read:

Madison,

I know what I want you to do. There is something from someone that I need, and I want you to get it for me.

Go to Rachel Smalls room, 508 and retrieve a letter. On the outside of the letter is the word "Smalls." Do not let anyone see you go into the room, and do not tell anyone about this. I want the letter by this time tomorrow or I will send the pictures of you and Mason to everyone, also I'll look into why you two seem so very friendly the other night… Don't let me down. I'll tell you where to drop the package once I have confirmation that you have it.

Have a great time with Garret. I'm betting this relationship won't last long…

From,

P.S. If you tell anyone this little agreement is off.

P.S.S. Don't try to find out who I am, you won't.

I read this in a matter of seconds and caught up to Haley before she had even noticed. I was feeling really uneasy, I didn't know why this person needed the letter but it didn't escape my notice that I was one of the three best people in the entire school to retrieve it. I wondered if they suspected that, or if they were just hoping that even if I got caught I'd be the one to get expelled.

I knew that I needed to get the letter, but I couldn't go about it in the normal way. Usually we do recon for days before we would even think about breaking into someone's room but I didn't have that kind of time.

"Madison, are you alright?" Haley asked with concern. I knew I needed to recover quickly and laughed.

"Yeah, it's just my dad. He's trying to apologize right now. Like, I just can't take his bullshit anymore!" I pretended to vent; speaking bad about my 'father' was hard, because my dad was a great guy but I had to fit the part.

"I know exactly how you feel. My dad always does that, like, he'll do something really mean or annoying and then say sorry and think that everything is okay. It's not." She said, with apparent honesty.

"Dads are dumb," was my only response.

"You're right about that! Common, let's check out the Forever 21 and then it'll probably be time for dinner."

"Okay, let me email my dad back really quick… I'll meet you there." I said as I pulled out my phone.

"Okay!" She walked towards the huge store.

I logged onto my secure 'app' and looked to see if there were any updates on the mission. Zach had yet to say whether the mission was complete, but I still sent him and Bex an email:

Someone saw Zach and me in the woods, and by saw us I mean saw us. They are blackmailing me; they want me to retrieve a letter from someone named Rachel Smalls, room 508. See what you can find on her, please. Also, I hope the mission is going well. Let me know as soon as you can.

I finished typing and sent the message, hoping they would reply soon. I put my phone away and went to join Haley.

(Zach's POV)

My phone beeped, and since no one here knew my email I figured it would be a good idea to check it. I had two new emails, one from Cammie and one from Liz. I read Cammie's first:

"Shit," I whispered as I read the message. I hadn't seen anyone around when we were together, but obviously I had missed something. I knew that we needed to figure this out quickly, because something like that could blow the whole mission.

I quickly read the email from Liz:

I got your message about blueprints for Subject 1's room. I have attached them in this message; I also saw that you asked for surveillance technology. I cannot give those to you, first because I have no way to get it to you without it look suspicious, also I will not allow you to bug Subject 2's room because you don't like the idea of him and Chameleon together. Trust her, Soccerboy. Good luck with your mission today, send me anything else you need help with.

I opened the attached link and found blueprints to Haley's room; I noticed that there was a safe in her bedroom. I decided to check there first, and then made note of several other places to check: under the bed, under the couch seat, behind the TV. I was slightly disappointed that Liz wouldn't send me bugs, but I had also guessed that was a long shot. I needed to check out Rachel Smalls for Cam so I replied to Liz:

I need you to check out somebody named Rachel Smalls for me. I need to know her pattern, who she hangs out with, what she's been involved in, enemies, everything you can tell me. Also, a blueprint of her room and anything you can find about a letter. It is really important, and I need you to let me know as soon as possible. Thank you for the blueprints, those will be helpful.

P.S. I figured you wouldn't send me the bugs… it was worth a try.

I sent the email and headed towards my room. I sat down on the couch and thought about my morning. Nothing had really gone as plan, when I first woke up I was angry over Cammie and Garret, which messed up my focus for the first part of the morning. I finally realized that I had to get the journal, and I couldn't let the two of them bother me right now.

I had talked to Bex this morning and we went over the plan: Haley's room was by a window that overlooked trees and a river. Bex would mock as though she was painting it, and stand close enough to Haley's room to let me know if someone approached the room. I would be inside retrieving the journal. I would take the journal back to my room, read it, copy it, and return it before she even noticed. That was the plan anyways.

Unfortunately, Bex got in trouble yesterday and is required to serve detention today. Of course, the time she needs to serve is in the exact time that we were planning on completing the job. She told me just to do it without her, but not having backup was making me less confident. I glanced at the clock, it was 5. I had 4 hours at the most to get in, find the journal, read it, copy it, and return it.

That wasn't a lot of time. I knew that I needed to act so I grabbed everything I needed and placed it in a book bag. Luckily it was a fairly basic job, and I already had all the tools I needed.

I made my way to the 7th floor, waving at a few people as they passed. I tried to remain cool and collected. When I heard the elevator click, signaling that I had arrived on my floor, I took a deep breath and stepped into the hallway. I saw that there was no one in the hallway, but I needed the hallway to remain clear for at least 5 minutes while I picked the lock.

I placed my ears to each of the doors on the floor and noted that no one was in anything, which is what I expected since they could leave the school. However that did not stop people from being able to get onto the floor by the elevator. I walked back to the elevator and pulled out my tools. I did a quick reprogramming so that people could not come to the 7th floor. I checked the stairs, and I realized I had no idea how to stop them from getting upstairs. I thought about it for a moment before I realized that I was just wasting time.

I just had to hope that the rich kids that went here would never think to use the stairs. I hurried over to Haley's room and used basic lock picking tools to break in.

Once I was inside, I checked all around. I scoped for cameras, people, or anything that could be dangerous to me.

I locked Haley's door and started to sneak around the room. Since no one was home, or even on the floor I didn't have to be real quiet. The only thing I was worried about was the person under Haley but I was pretty sure that no one was under me either.

I checked the places I had seen before. I looked under the couch, in the couch cushions, behind the TV, and under the bed. I found tons of hidden things but none of them were what I was looking for.

I finally went to the safe and broke in. I knew her birthday and several other normal combinations so I tried those first, none of them were right so I decided to just break into the safe. I pulled out that equipment and went to work. The final combination was 5-17-95; the number clicked in my head and I remembered that it was Garret's birthday.

I looked through the safe but did not find anything that looked like a journal. I was beginning to get discouraged. Luckily, then I found a note from Haley to herself. It read:

The book of secrets is hidden with my favorite man.

That was all that was written, which is not only cryptic, but also nearly impossible to decipher. It was the perfect clue, because only she would know it.

I knew that I needed help with this one so I sent an email to Cammie and continued to look around, hoping I would get lucky.

(Cammie's POV)

My phone buzzed, my heart sped up for a second. I was worried that it was Mystery Person again. Fortunately, it was just Zach. Unfortunately, he brought bad news:

I can't find the journal anywhere. I've looked in all the normal hiding places but it's not there. I found a note which read: "The book of secrets is hidden with my favorite man." I cannot decode that. If you could try and pull the information out of Subject 1 that would be very helpful. I'll keep looking, but go as quickly as you can.

Shoot. I looked around; Haley was 12 feet in front of me, headed towards the restaurant. It was almost 7 now and we were going to meet the boys. I followed her into the restaurant. Luckily, we had reservations because the place was packed.

The hostess showed us to our seats and we noticed that the guys weren't here yet. I figured it was now or never.

"Hey Haley, you wanna play a game while we wait for them?" I asked.

"What kind of game?" She asked, skeptically.

"Oh, just like a question game. I want to know more about you." I said with a laugh.

"Uh, sure I guess." She said showing a bit more excitement.

"Okay, favorite makeup brand?" I threw at her.

"Uhh, Mac!" She replied.

I nodded, "Your turn to ask me a question!"

"Oh! Favorite color?" She asked.

I thought about it for a second, "Probably blue, but I like all colors!"

She nodded.

"Okay, my turn… favorite man?" I asked, hopefully.

"What do you mean?" She asked as she brought her eyebrows together in confusion.

"I mean like favorite male actor, painter, role model, boyfriend. Any boy." I said with a laugh.

"Oh! Well I really, really like Picasso, but I mean Howard is pretty great." She said with laughter.

"Picasso, like the painter?" I asked confused.

"Yeah, why?" She said, looking slightly upset.

"He's one of my favorite artists too, but I haven't met many other people who like him too!" I said with honesty.

"Oh-" she said but she was cut off by Garret's happy "Hey!"

"Hey!" We both replied in unison. We all laughed as they slid into their seats. Before Garret could get in, however, I slid out.

"Be right back guys, I have to go to the bathroom!" I told them before I walked towards the Women's room. I pulled out my phone and sent an email back to Zach:

She said Picasso was her favorite man, check for anything Picasso, and if you can't find anything check behind paintings! We are sitting down to eat now, be home in less than 3 hours. Hurry. Good luck.

I hurried back to my seat.

"Sorry guys, where were we?"

Zach's POV

My phone beeped and I read Cammie's message. I felt like an idiot for not checking painting! People hid their possessions behind painting all the time.

I noticed that there were 6 paintings scattered throughout the room, and I jogged over to check each of them. Nothing was behind any of them, I stepped back defeated.

I looked around trying to find something related to Picasso. I searched but was still at a loss.

Finally, I looked over to the book self. I saw several books on art and checked them out; the first few were no help to me but the 5th book I picked up was a book on Picasso.

I looked through the book and almost immediately found a lose piece of paper. Written on the paper was the numbers:

6-26-34

Of course, I knew that this was a combination. I went back over to the safe and imputed this combination, when I opened the door there was a secret compartment in the bottom of the safe that was now cracked open. I looked through the compartment and found a small, old journal in the back wrapped in a brown cover. I closed the safe, placed the room to how I found it and jogged to my room.

When I arrived at my room, I knew that I had very little time to do everything I need too so I just copied the journal pages. The copying took over an hour because the journal was over 100 pages long and I realized I was running short on time. I finally finished copying and as quickly as I could went back to Haley's room.

I placed the journal exactly how I found it, and double checked to make sure nothing was out of place. I left Haley's room and went back to mine. When I got to my room, I started to read the journal. Most of what I read was not important, just ramblings and his thoughts.

August 15, 2008

Today, I went on a run. I wondered about the squirrels that I saw running through the park, I wondered about why they ran around in the park. Did someone tell them too, or did they just think it was a good idea? What about humans, do we do things because someone, somewhere is telling us to? Do we ever truly act just on how we feel?

When I think about things like that I wonder about my actions. Its days like those that I sit in my room and think about all of the things that I have done in my life, I often shut everyone else out for days while I think about my problems.

Septemper17, 2010

I feel bad for my daughter, because I know that she feels like I don't love her. I send her away for her own good, so that she isn't involved in the life that I lead. I have told her this so many times, but she never really seems to get what I am saying! I want the best for her, and even though I want to keep her close, Jacob told me that it was not wise to raise her.

Jacob was mentioned several other times throughout the journal, but nothing told me who he was. Like, on October 2, 2012:

Jacob came by today to see how the project was coming. I told him that it was going okay, I needed more time though. He seemed angry but left without saying anything.

And then 2 weeks later he was mentioned again:

I told Jacob that I wasn't sure I was going to be able to do what he wanted from me. I've told him again and again that I don't feel comfortable with what he plans, but he won't listen to me. I think I'm going to tell him that I'm done; I don't want to live this life.

Finally, he was mentioned on November 15, 2010:

I worked up the courage to tell Jacob that I didn't want to work for him anymore. It took it really badly. He screamed and threatened me, saying things like "You'll regret this!" and "You'll pay for ruining my plans." I'm not worried though; in fact all I feel is relief. Finally I can be the person I've been trying to be.

Jacob was not mentioned for over a year and during that time the journal entries seemed happier and they were written much farther apart. Edward honestly seemed happy, but the entries took a turn for the worst around July of last year:

July 21, 2011

Jacob came to visit me today, he seemed really upset. He wouldn't tell me what was wrong but even though things ended badly between us, I wanted to help. He asked me meet him at 5 that night. I did, and when I got there he explained to me a new plan. A better plan. This plan I believed in, I agreed to work with him again and set off to work right away. Jacob told me that this was the right choice. I told my wife that I was working for him again, and she wasn't happy. She left me, and tried to take Haley with her, but I stopped her from taking Haley. She moved to America but I don't know exactly where.

August 14, 2011

Jacob asked me not to write in the journal but I need it. Since Isabelle left… life has been so much tougher. Haley wants me to spend time with her, but I'm so busy working on the project. She asks for her mom a lot too… I just can't bring myself to tell her that her mom isn't coming home.

I worry that if she knew she could live with her mom, she wouldn't want to live with me anymore.

October 3, 2011

I am almost finished with everything. My wife thinks she can hide from me by moving to America? She's wrong. I'll show her why she shouldn't have left…

October 6, 2011

Today, I finally sent Haley away. This is not her first boarding school by any means, but it was harder to send her away this time. I know she thinks I'm sending her away because I don't love her, but that's not it. I do love her, but she gets in the way of my work and my revenge.

October 17, 2011

I found out that my wife is dating someone else. SHE LEFT ME 2 MONTHS AGO. That is ridiculous; she must have been seeing him while we were still together. I always suspected she was having an affair. Luckily, my work is almost done and I will make her sorry she ever left.

Everything skipped around after this, entries going weeks in between. The last entry was:

January 5, 2012

Everything is finished. We just have to wait for Jacob's orders. Soon, it will be all over.

Haley must have stolen the journal pretty soon after that. January was a while ago though, so I wondered why no action had been taken yet.

I sent a message to Cammie and sat back in my chair. I needed to process all this information and try to put together the pieces. Who was Jacob? Why, in the last entry, did it say "WE just have to wait for Jacob's orders," who is the "we"? What is their plan? How can we stop it?

Of all the things I didn't know, there was only one thing I did: We needed to figure it out fast, because if they were finished with it 5 months ago and still hadn't used it, they were planning something huge.

Okay! There's chapter 10. I'm so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so sorry that I haven't written in so long. I promise I will never wait that long between chapters again! Thank you so much to every one that has stuck with me this whole time, you don't know how much it means to me!

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