A/N: So I've kind of been neglecting "In The Business" lately. I'm focusing on "Facing the Truth, Facing You" (first full-length Gallagher Girl fic! Not a one-shot! Yay!) Anyway, I want to keep this up, though, because all you guys have been so good about reviews and encouragement. So if you guys don't mind, leave a few one-word prompts for me and I'll try to make them into one-shots! (Here's an example):

One-word prompt: Normal

This one takes place after "Don't Judge a Girl by Her Cover."

"Do you ever wonder what it'd be like to be normal?" I asked, playing with my bedspread. I'd asked myself that question far too many times ever since the Circle of Cavan incident. Liz looked up from the latest gadget she was fidgeting with.

"'Normal' is overrated," she said.

"I know," I said, bringing my knees to my chest. "But I can't help feeling that maybe it'd be easier." Bex gave me a look. She moved to sit next to me.

"I have a feeling that not being normal isn't what's bugging you, Cam," she said, studying me. "It's about the Circle, isn't it?"

"Maybe this whole thing wouldn't have happened if I'd never been a spy," I burst out. "Abby getting shot. All of this. If I'd just been a regular girl walking around Roseville, none of this would have happened, and people wouldn't have gotten hurt."

"Cammie," Macey said, her voice soft, soothing, "No one blames you."

"Macey's right. And look at it this way: even if you were 'normal', they might still have targeted you. And that time, you wouldn't have any spy training to defend yourself," Liz pointed out.

"You wouldn't have had us," Bex said, attempting to cheer me up with a grin. I sighed, falling back on the bed.

"I know. But just… I would have been better as just another face in the crowd. I'm already good at that, anyway," I said. After all, I was a pavement artist. In the past I'd worried about no one noticing me, but given the current circumstances, I'd have given anything to blend into the crowd.

"Don't say that, Cammie." Liz rushed to assure me. "You're special. That's why the Circle is after you." She winced as the words came out, realizing that they weren't as reassuring as she'd meant them to be. Macey filled the silence.

"I don't know about you, Cammie, but I wouldn't want to just be part of the crowd. I don't want to be another pretty face. I want to accomplish something, and that's what spies do," she said. Bex nodded in agreement.

"After all, pretty girls turn heads," she said. "We break necks."