A/N- Longest chapter yet! Things get exiting! Several POV's too. Also, 'a fan' commented an idea, and its actually given me ideas on how to thicken the plot, so thank you! Hope you like this chapter!

Unexpected guests.

My hand automatically flew to my ears to block out the noise. Joe and mom ran out the doors and the other teachers went to block the door after he went. Zach flung himself over the table, grabbed me and took me to the back of the room and stood in front of me. Looking around, I saw every student stood with their legs apart and fists clenched in front their chests.

"Zach, what's happening?" I shouted over the sirens.

"We're keeping you safe."

"Why do you need to keep me safe? What's a Code Black?"

"The code black is to tell us the wrong sort of people are here and I'm keeping you safe from said people."

Why is no one else protecting each other? Oh yeah. Spy school. The sirens stopped about two minutes later, as Joe came back in and announced, "We are clear. You are dismissed."

And with that, the students relaxed and headed out the door. Zach turned and grabbed my hand, surprising me. But the most surprising thing was the feeling when he took my hand. It was like electricity. But not like an electric shock. A nice kind of electric.

"Come on. I'll take you to your dorm." He said, pulling me through the hall and out the door. Well okay.

We walked back to the dorm in comfortable silence, still holding hands. I can't lie. This holding hands thing was getting me exited. I mean, who wouldn't?

As we walked into my dorm, I noticed one of the windows was open. No, not open, smashed completely.

"Zach. The windows smashed." I said just as everyone else arrived.

"Shit! I'll get Joe!" Nick shouted, before running off. I walked further into our room and I noticed a piece of paper lying on the pillow on my bed. I walked over, picked it up and started reading the words neatly written on it.

Little Cammie found her way home did she?
I'm sure your mother is over the moon. Wouldn't it be a shame if your father wasn't there? Oh wait!

He isn't! Ah that's right, he got cocky and fell into our trap. For a top spy, we would have expected more. I'm sure you will take after him in his spy skills. Maybe even fall for the same trick. Then you would be re-united with your precious father. Then perhaps you would be more willing to help us than your father. My dear Zachy could come with you! You could become our top spies, and maybe create an heir to my little throne. That would be nice.

Now we could do this the easy way or the hard way. You could give yourself up, Zachary knows the place you'd go to, or you carry on learning how to set tables and we will get you on our own. The later would be more fun for us, however it would be more… painful for you.

I mean, that's what happened last time, and eventually you were just fine.

Think about it.

~CG

What? What is happening? My dear Zachy? What do they mean Zach knows? Heir? Painful? What happened last time? I thought what had already happened today was crazy enough, now this! Seriously what is happening? Do they know where my dad is? I just stand staring at the letter unsure of what to do. I mean what should I do? Zach comes next to me and wipes away tears from my cheeks that I hadn't realised were falling. I held up the piece of paper in my shaking hands. He took it read it, his face red with fury and his hands scrunching into fists. I thought steam was about to come out of his ears, he looked that angry.

"Zach, what's happening?" I asked, my voice horse and shaky.

"We're going to your mom."

Rachel POV

My office door slams open, and in walks a furious Zach and a teary Cammie.

"What's happened? Is everyone safe? Is everyone okay?" I rambled, worried about what could have happened. Zach held out his hand and gave me a piece of paper.

I quickly read it. Great. Just great. I finally get my daughter back, and that woman wants her.

"Mom, what's happening?" Cam asks. Oh gosh, I have to tell her. I was hoping to put it off for as long as possible but I guess not anymore.

"Cam, sit down." She sat. "Your dad's last mission was to bring down a large terrorist group, he was chosen because he was the top MI6 agent. And as you know, he didn't come back. However he did shut down several bases, killing thousands. By this point, people knew of your existence, and the Circle of Cavan (the group) obviously know. They want you to train as a member of the circle, as a way to rebel against your dad and bring down MI6 because of the deaths. They think that you have our spy genes in you. I don't know what they mean by last time though." I hated telling her that the circle was after her. I wanted to keep my little girl safe for as long as possible, which is easier said than done, because it is the circle and she has no training.

"What do they mean last time?"

"I don't know, Cam. I honestly don't." I really didn't.

"Zach, what do they mean you know?" Oh dear. No one, except Zach, Joe and I knew. Zach wasn't too keen on everyone knowing, understandably. But now, he had to.

Zach drew a deep breath, preparing to tell Cam. You could tell he was dreading the moment that he had to tell anyone.

"Okay, Cams, you have to know, I am nothing like her; she is basically the devil reincarnated. 'C' stands for Catherine Goode." He closed his eyes, not wanting to see Cammie's reaction.

"Goode? Like you? You're related?"

"The one who gave birth to me. She lost the right to be called my mum a long time ago." He said hanging his head in shame. Joe patted him on the shoulder reassuringly. Joe had taken Zach in when he ran away from Catherine and had become a father figure.

Cam sat in silence taking it all in. Zach leant forward, held her hands and looked deeply into her eyes. They would actually make a cute couple.

"Gallagher Girl, listen to me, I am nothing like her. I'm disgusted by the fact I share her last name, let alone being her own flesh and blood. I am not going to let her hurt you in anyway. If anyone is getting hurt it's her, and if I get my hands on her, she won't recover."

Cam nodded slightly. "So that's what she meant by having an heir? She wants us to have a baby and give it to her?"

"Yeah, it seems that way" Zach let out a humourless laugh

"Like… Now?" Cam asked. I have to admit she sounded quite naïve. But all things considered, it wasn't surprising.

"Yeah, I think so. But I promise she won't touch our babies."

Zach POV.

Cammie's eyes widened at what I had just said. But then I registered what I had just said: "she won't touch our babies."

Shit.

"I mean if we had babies. We won't have babies. Not yet. No. NO ONE IS HAVING BABIES AT ANY POINT!" Smooth recovery Zach. I mean Cammie was beautiful. I admit, I've thought so since I first saw her pictures. And I may or may not have imagined us getting married and having kids. I know, it's sappy, but even without meeting her, I knew that I wanted her. But she probably thinks I am just as evil as that woman and thinks I'm some sort of creep after that. I should be able to keep it together right? I am a spy! But no, apparently all of that went out the window.

I turned and saw Mrs Morgan giving me a strange look.

"Okay, whatever." Cam started. Yeah she thinks I'm a creep, "what do we do now?"

"I was going to take you and Bex to Rome, while her parents are on a mission, but you're going to stay here over the break. Joe will help you with Covert Operations, and Bex and Joe will help you with P&E. Since Joe is staying, Zach is to. He can help with both as well." She turned to me, "Zach I want someone with Cammie at all times. As the top Blackthorne student," I smirked, "I want you with Cam at all times, you will move into the spare dorm. Then in the break, Bex will join you in that room when Macey and Liz go. But until that point, no funny business. Am I understood?" She said, giving me a pointed look, as my smirk widened.

"Yes ma'am." I said, while standing to attention and giving an overdramatised salute. To which she just shook her head, while Joe struggled to no not laugh.

"Go and sort your room." Cam and I both nodded and headed out the door. "Oh and get Liz to put the lock on that door!" she called after us. Liz would do that anyway when she found out.

But Cam and I were going to have our own private room.

The next few weeks were going to be Goode!