A/N I'm soooooooooo sorry I didn't update last week! I didn't have a chapter planned because I was travelling, I wrote this one on my phone in the car. I meant to post an authors note but I didn't have time because my hamster got out so on Friday I spent the whole day pulling boxes out of the storage room because that's where my cats hide and we thought the hamster was in there because we found poop on the stairs. We finally got him though but then we had to go to NY to visit my Grandma over the 3 day weekend and I wrote this next chapter in the car on the way back! I will try and post every week from now on but if I don't get around to writing a chapter I'm so sorry! If you actually read my authors notes you will know that I am at a HUGE writers block and I won't really know what to write after the little mission so plz let me know if you have any ideas. I will end this story soon and start another one but if you are interested in helping me come up with ideas please PM me or review this OR you can DM me on instagram (hannah_bear_1022) thanks! Sorry it's short!
~Hannah
Macey POV
"so when do we leave?" I ask walking into the room. "I can have everyone's bags packed in an hour and the jet can be here in 2" they just gave me sorry looks. "what?" "well, Macey um we think it would be best if-" Zach started to say but I cut him off "Goode, if Cammie was taken and I was planning a mission to get her back, would you want to go?" "I..." He started "that's what I thought." I turned my attention back to the others, "So when do we leave?" I repeated. Zach had a look on his face that said I didn't get what I want. "first thing tomorrow morning" Bex responded for him. "Ok great! I for one am tired so I'm gonna get the twins dressed for bed then I'm going to pack. Goodnight!" I walk away and grab the twins on the way out and then go upstairs to the HUGE master bedroom. Grace yawns and her brother does the same. I get them dressed in cute little onesies from mom and dad and put them in the crib next to my bed. "Goodnight, love you" and then I start packing for everyone. And you might be wondering why I'm not THAT upset about Preston. It's because I know that we are great spies and will no doubt have him back by next week. After packing I got into bed and thought about the abandoned party that was going on down stairs. Then I remembered that the cake was still burnt and the decorations were still up and for the first time since he was taken, I actually laughed.
Cammie POV
"Ok...Well obviously Macey doesn't wanna be left out of the action. We should start a plan because once we get there, it's going to be pretty hard to plan" I say. Liz and Jonas look tired and are barely responding so I say to them "hey guys, why don't you go to bed, you're going to have a long day tomorrow." I suggest "Ok thanks Cam, see you tomorrow everyone." They take Evelyn and go to their guest room. All that was left was Zach and I, Bex and Grant, Mom and Joe, and Clayton. "Hey Clayton, why don't you go to bed. You are the designated babysitter tomorrow." Joe suggested. "Ok bye mom and dad, see you soon" he gives a wave to Bex, Grant, Zach, and I and then he was trudging up the stairs to his assigned room, the phone already out. "mom and joe, can you get a car in Rome?" "i think somewhere in all my fake ids and passports I've got some Rome ones in there. But they are for me and your mom so you need to print some for yourselfs." Joe says with a satisfied smile. I immediately look at Bex and Grant, she can read my mind "Does Macey have a passport printer?" "Yep second door to the left." Zach replies "we're on it" and with that they were gone. "Maceys got the clothes and makeup so I think we are good with supplies. Let's make up a plan" And with that our trained minds had come up with a decent plan in 30 minutes. "Alright, I'm going to bed, I'll take Sophie too. Goodnight!" I say as I get up to leave. I changed into my pajamas and got Sophie changed too. I put sophie in her crib but I don't even remember kissing Zach goodnight as my head hit the pillow and I was out.
