A/N: Hey mates! I LOVE YOU GUYS! I got so many reviews, favorites, and story followers! Thank you plenty! Cammie is going to be a little OOC in this chapter. Shout-outs:

Bookworm11141- I know right! I want to know secret languages too! I only know 1 by heart and about ¾ of another one. Don't worry I like fan girl at every story it's actually a lot of fun. Oh and I will try to keep up the good work!

fredforevermyluv- Your review is exactly my friend.

Lust-Onest-Valuable-Emotional- Thanks! Oh and of course I'll put Zammie in it! It's a Cammie M. and Zach G. story. (That might change to Cammie G. later… )

Ktclaire99-Thanks!

BellaGoode- Haha your review made me laugh you have so much enthusiasm! I love that in my readers!

Goode-Lover- Thank you so much! Oh and you don't have to know who sent him because I didn't mention it yet. Thanks mate! I really appreciate you saying that about my penname.

xXxGGirlxXx- I love that quote too! What did Cammie tell Taylor wiggles eyebrows*? You tell me or you can read on! Oh and let me tell you, there are more actors/actress betraying Cammie then you think *does evil smirk*.

TerryCherry- Thanks! I can't wait either!

born athlete- I know I love that quote too! Yes it's totally true and sad… . Of course more celebs are involved! It wouldn't be an corporation without double agents know would it? For who sent Taylor, you have to figure out yourself.

Cammie-the-Chameleon- Glad you loved it!

Chapter 14:

Cammie's P.O.V:

"Hey mom." I smiled then continued, "Can you give me a sec.? I know it's not the best greeting but I have to do something really important that just might spare my life." I explained. Her eyes widened and the anger in her eyes turned into understanding. I looked at Taylor and growled at him. I grabbed him by the shirt dragging him to the sub level elevators. There probably aren't any classes right now but if so they will just have to deal with seeing Taylor Lautner being interrogated. I pressed sub level 3. Just when the doors were about to close my mum and the gang came in. I sighed as the elevator doors closed.

"So what are you gonna do to me?" Taylor slurred in a seductive way. I could tell everybody tensed up. I slashed my head to the side facing him. I then bent down and whispered very slowly so he could understand.

"Listen Lautner. Either you shut up or I'll khatoon, leyla, darvish, mahtab, soghati, chesmat, navaie navaie, didi ke rosva shod delam, asheg shodam fayde nadare, do se shabe, Soosan khanoom" I whispered in our language. His eyes widened in fear. Translation: I'll chop your head off and fry your head into a turkey fryer and then feed it to the wolves. You know I'm capable to do that I did it to Sammi. (A/N: By the way I know six fluent languages (I travel a lot! Like A LOT! Practically on a plane every two weeks) and those are Persian (Farsi) songs so if you want to look them up for the heck of it go ahead, that's why I put the comas there.)

I got weird glances but I just ignored them. The elevator doors opened with a ding as I stepped out with Taylor being dragged behind me. Oh looks like there's class… oh well.

Solomon and Abby were teaching when I walked in. Everybody's eyes widened when I walked in then everybody's mouth opened in amusement when they saw me dragging a bloody Taylor Lautner.

"Squirt! Cammie!" Abby and Joe greeted when they saw me.

"Hey mate! Uhhh well I would totally greet you properly but I have something to do so uhh excuse me." I did a small wave and opened the interrogation room that each sub level has so we can learn how to ask question. I threw Taylor in there and then closed the door behind me. I tied him up then slapped his face getting his full attention on me.

"Okay Lautner. You're telling me that Catherine is ALIVE and she's currently under radar and she sent you?" I asked in a statement way.

"Yes you genius. Now untie me!" He yelled. I smirked.

"What's wrong Lautner? Can't untie yourself?" I taunted.

"Oh Morgan we all know your little secret nhamdem." He whispered. Oh no! He did not just tell me he knows how to untie himself though my secret knot. I threw myself to his hands and did another secret knot on top of the other one. (A/N: Excuse the language it's just to go with the story.)

"Dam Morgan. Somebody's feisty." He smirked.

"SHUT UP!" I replied.

"Wow, is it that time of a month again." He countered. Oh no! You NEVER ask a girl that even if it was my time... I kicked him in the place where the sun doesn't shine and he groaned back in pain.

"Okay Lautner lets try another question shall we?" I didn't wait for him to reply, "What does Tehran have to do with the O.O.A.?" I asked.

"HQ." He simply replied.

"What do they do there and who's the leader?" I simply asked him.

"Baby you and I both know that's classified to your little ears." He smirked.

"Pedarsag! Dool! Jende! Madar jendah!" I cursed in Farsi.

"That last word that you said, you take that back! My mother is not a whore!" He fumed.

"Sure about that?" I asked.

"Morgan!"

"Lautner!" I countered then continued. "Khaneeth! Ebn El Shamoota! Qybah!-" He cut me off.

"You done cussing me out in Arabic?" He asked.

"Nope!" I exclaimed as I yelled my last word, "Sambool!" A year and a half of pure lies can make a girl very angry and that was a very nice interrogation session to let my feelings out. I definitely need to write in my journal tonight.

I kicked him in his injured leg then slapped him hard the face followed by scratching my recently manicured nails on his cheek.

"Now tell me!" I demanded giving him my Morgan glare.

"I rather not." He replied calmly but you could see the pain he was trying to hide. After a few more moves of defense he started to give in.

"Agents." He told.

"What?" I questioned.

"They hold good agents there. Operatives from the C.I.A, A.S.I.O, NZSIS, and others who stumbled upon us during there missions." He started explaining. It made sense though. Throughout the past two years there has been a drastic amount of agents being M.I.A., then before.

"Wait!" I interrupted. "Why don't they just brainwash them?" I asked him. He sat there staring at me, as if he was thinking about the question.

"To be honest I-I don't kn-know." He slurred. You could he was about to pass out any minute.

"Okay Lautner, I think we had enough for the day. But, I want more answers and I expect those answers got it?" I asked him forcefully. I sounded like one of those evil villains from movies or T.V. shows. That's what he gets though. Who would pretend to be friends with a celebrity then fake everything he says to me. I mean I'm a C.I.A legacy, actress, and successful person who can kick butt if she wants to.

I untied him and his body leaned against mine as he went limp. He probably passed out. I dragged him out of the room and when I did all eyes were on an unconscious Taylor Launder and I. We probably shouldn't of have talked that loud either…oops.

"Umm." I stated dumbly.

"Tina, Eva, take the celebrity to the infirmary would you?" Abby instructed. They nodded and smiled widely. I grabbed Tina's wrist and whispered:

"Hey Tina! This isn't the best way to greet a fellow sister but if you big mouth says anything to this school, people, the world, etc., I will personally do what I did to Taylor there got it?" I whispered. She nodded quickly and cowardly.

"Love you Tina!" I smiled brightly. She smiled back and grabbed Taylor along with Eva.

"Class dismissed." Solomon announced as everybody scurried off out the door. I licked my lips and looked at the gang and co.

"You have ten seconds to start explaining that." Macey pointed her finger at the interrogation room and me. I sighed and started talking.

A/N: Haha! Was going to stop there but I'm in a nicer mood today after all that colorful word session up there… on with the story!

Chapter 15:

Cammie's P.O.V:

"Okay take a seat." I instructed as everybody took a seat in my mothers office. We walked over here when Mr. Solomon dismissed the class.

"I can't tell you everything because 1. I don't know everything, 2. If somebody ever found I told you they would either a. kill you or b., brainwash you. Okay so um Catherine is uh alive and- "

"WHAT?" They all exclaimed. I guess they didn't hear that part of the conversation Taylor and I had.

"Cammie I-" Zach started.

"Zach it's fine." I paused then continued. "Anyways, I was saying that Catherine is alive and she's low key right now. There are possibilities of where she could be. Known sightings are Uraguay, Australia, New Zealand, Belguim, Florida, Florida Keys, and…Rome." I paused letting the word 'Rome' sink through and I took a deep breath.

"So um supposedly there are three times as many double agents in the agency I work at and other agencies like the C.I.A., A.S.I.O., NZSIS, and more."

"And what agency do you work at Ms. Morgan?" Mr. Solomon asked. Did I have to let that slip!

A/N: IMPORTANT: Okay hey mates! Um so I wrote this new story called 'The Secret Life of a Chameleon' and I really need to know if it's worthy enough. Please read and review it! If you think it's bad I'll just delete the story. I might update that later tonight, but I really think it has a different twist to it and I really need reviews for it. So review for both my stories please!

Quote/Part of a Song/Song Quote:

"People think that a liar gains a victory over his victim. What I've learned is that a lie is an act of self-abdication, because one surrenders one's reality to the person to whom one lies, making that person one's master, condemning oneself from then on to faking the sort of reality that person's view requires to be faked…The man who lies to the world, is the world's slave from then on…There are no white lies, there is only the blackest of destruction, and a white lie is the blackest of all."

― Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged