Previously…

Dark spots appeared when she opened her eyes. She groaned. She slowly rose, that's when she realized they were surrounded with guns all around them.

Damn, she thought, we're screwed.

Bex POV

They all laid there, very still. They were fazed by the grenade. Only Cammie didn't seem so fazed, she lifted up her head and saw them. She groaned and cussed in such a way that would've surprised anyone. A young wealthy man stepped out from the circle of guns gazing at each of them. He then spoke in Russian, "Do what you want with the rest, I want that girl." He pointed at Cammie. She only laughed bitterly.

She began to speak in rapid Russian, "Hey babe, miss me? I mean we did have… a fight before I left. I didn't think you'd want me back." She smirked. [A/N: Oh the irony.]

"Shut up and get up. We have a lot to talk about when we get back home." Wait, wait, what? Is Cammie actually serious about this guy or is this from the mission? She studied him. He seemed tall, blonde hair that framed his face perfectly and blue eyes. He seemed pretty muscular too, he didn't look Russian at all. I decided that he would be a Hollister model if he didn't have a life like this.

Cammie laughed, "That's funny, you say it like I'll actually do it. Sorry hun, I don't ever think we'll ever be compatible. In fact, the first time I laid my eyes on you I was thoroughly disgusted."

Now it was his turn to smirk, "Were you disgusted when we were in bed?"

She snorted, "Quite. Also, what makes you think I won't kill you here?"

"Oh I don't know, my men have surrounded you and your… so-called friends. What makes you think you're in charge in here?" He suddenly makes a mad kick at Cammie.

"Stop!" I croaked. I had no idea what to do. He raises an eyebrow and turns to me.

I hear Cam spit out blood, "Bastard, if you touch her I'll make sure you won't have hands to touch anyone." The mysterious guy sighs.

"Fine, fine. I won't touch her. My gun will." He says happily. "By the way, why do you even bother defending them? They hate you deep inside. You brought your burden to them. Now look at them, they're nearly half dead!" I try to form words, but I just couldn't. Now I knew why she was so reluctant to tell us. This man, the incredibly hot yet evil one [A/N: can we just have a laugh in this tension?], was the one who had traumatized her.

"Hmm.. if you can. What makes you think you've got all of my friends?"

"Oh, I don't kno-"

"AGH!" I turned around to see the person who just yelled out, it turned out to be a Goon. Then one by one they started just going down.

"What the?!" he yelled out.

She smirked, "Now do you believe me Johnny?" Wait, wait ,wait. He's a bad guy and his name is Johnny?! I had to use all my strength to not laugh. In fact, this was a serious situation. All of a sudden he yelled out in frustration. He madly pointed the gun at Cammie. And pulled the trigger.

"CAMMIE! NO!" I yelled out. Cammie went down.

"Ugh….. HA just kidding!," she started getting up, "Babe, you gotta do better than that." She ran at him and grabbed his arm and twisted it. He tried to punch her but she dodged and kneed him in the stomach. Then she reached into her coat and pulled out a syringe? And injected him with whatever was in it. She brushed off her shirt and muttered something that sounded like dumbass. That's when I tried getting up.

"Bex, here put your weight on me, I'll get you into the car." I leaned on her.

I tried to form words, "What.. about… others?"

Surprisingly she understood, "They're already getting up themselves. I think you're the only one who was severely injured.." Her tone turned dark and her hair shielded her face. She turned, "Is everyone alright?" They groaned out yes. "Sorry.." she murmured.

"Cam, it wasn't-"

"Bex!" I turned around to see Grant rushing up to me. "Are you okay? Are you hurt? Where? Here- give her to me." Cam complied.

"Now, to get down to business, Jason! I know you're there!" she yelled out into the empty parking lot. Moments later, yet another hottie came into view. He came slowly to us holding a sniper gun, busy taking off the silencer.

He looked up, "Hey hun, you ok? Got pretty banged up there." He went up to Cammie and put his arm around her.

"Yeah. I'll manage. Thanks for coming." She pecked him on the cheek.

He grinned, "I'll drop everything, even my mission, to see you again." She laughed full –heartedly. I was shocked, someone- Jason- actually got her to laugh, it was amazing.

"Guys.. I don't want to ruin your reunion but, we all almost got murdered shouldn't we be going somewhere safe?" Macey asked.

Cam immediately became all business mode, "Yeah lets get into the car. I'll take you to a house Jason and I share." I raised an eyebrow. She noticed she gave me a look that said I'll-tell-you-later. I nodded. Grant picked me up and despite everything, I felt my cheeks go warm.

"I hate it when you carry me like this." I mumbled.

"No, I've known you for quite a time Baxter. I know when you're lying. Admit it: you like it." He grinned, looking down on me. I ignored him until we got into the car.

"Maybe." I mumbled. I thought I said it so no one can hear it but it seemed like I failed because he laughed. Then I turned to see Cammie and Jason talking, he grinned and gave kissed her. She kissed back, it was kind of romantic for a spy. Your partner coming to the rescue and all. That's when I realize we still have one certain secret admirer, I turned to Zach and studied him. To anyone, it would seem as he was fine but to a spy, who not to mention, a best friend, could easily tell he was holding himself back from punching the guy.

They got into the car and as we all sat in silence, we all wandered the same thing: Who is this so-called Jason?

Merry late, late Christmas! I'm coming into a dead-end guys. Give me ideas! ASDFGHJKL anywaysss R&R! Baiii