I finally wrote this chapter, are you all proud of me?

Also, what do you all think of the new cover art I made for this story? Do you like it, do you love it, or do you hate it?

Also I added a full chapter three to my cross over story 'Old Habits Die Hard', so if you haven't read it yet go right after you read this chapter! Xx

Disclaimer: Ally owns everything! Except Lacey, I own her, though that's not such a big deal as she isn't much of a character as a background extra.

I walked calmly out of the cell door and made my way along the corridor towards Lacey. "So Morgan, how did it go?" she asked as she stood up to unlock the door.

I smiled charmingly, "I'll be getting an A for sure." And with that I was walking confidently back up through Sub Level Three and within minutes had made it to my mother's office.

I didn't pause, didn't knock; I just pushed open the door and walked right on in only stopping once I had reached the middle of the room. I stood there, head tilted slightly to the side and raised an eyebrow; my training had kicked in and I felt cold and powerful instead of weak and terrified like I had earlier in the cell.

My mother glanced up from the screen that was currently showing static (they still hadn't managed to fix the camera after Liz's intervenient). My mum fixed her eyes on me; taking in my confident posture, raised eyebrow and poker face. After a moment she nodded approvingly and waited for me to begin.

"You knew?" My voice was neutral, controlled and my face didn't give away a hint of anger.

"For a couple weeks yes. It's why we told you to become close with Zachary Goode, he knows a lot more about this then he is letting on." My mum looked worried which was never a good thing in my experience.

"But why? Why the CIA? They're the ones who hire us." My voice shook just the tiniest bit and I had to sit down, my poker face crumbling to pieces around my feet.

"It's not the whole CIA Cam, just a small…" My mother didn't get to finish her sentence because at that moment, Bex, Liz and Macey burst through the door. Honestly I'm surprised they took as long as they did.

"What's going on?" Bex half shouted as Liz collapsed into the space beside me nervously. I entwined my hand with hers and gave it a squeeze, more to comfort myself than Lizzie.

"Girls," My mom acknowledged as she pulled out a folder from one of her desk drawers. "As I was saying before you interrupted," Mum raised her eyebrows at my roommates, "There is a small group inside the CIA who have for a very long time thought that the CIA shouldn't be hiring terrorists. This group is who is after Cammie, not the whole of the CIA."

"Why Cammie?" Macey asked as she leant against the bookshelf.

"I'm not sure," My mum admitted, "that's why we need Mr. Goode's help."

My roommates and I glanced at each other in confusion; why on earth would Zach know about this secret group? Sure when it was the whole CIA after me it made sense him being a spy and all but the only way he would know about this group was if…

"He's in this group isn't he?" I asked, drawing a gasp from Liz, which earned a frown from Bex.

"We believe he has connections to the group, yes." My mother hedged, wondering how much to tell us.

Solomon cleared his throat and looked at the picture of Zach that was still playing on the monitor. "Zachary Goode, isn't involved per say, it's more like his mother is."

We all looked at him in confusion, Bex had finally come out of her silent and still stage and raised an eyebrow questionably at Mr. Solomon.

"Catherine Goode, is the head of the Circle of Cavan and is the one who, we believe, is after you Miss Morgan."

After some confusion, and eventually discussion, we all came to the conclusion that I would have to question Zach, because both my mother and Mr. S had already both tried and failed at getting him to even ask for water let alone spill the secrets of his mother's top secret organization. Where as I had gotten him to at least tell me I was in danger.

My roommates and I were in the elevator going down to Zach's cell when Macey voiced the opinion that had been swirling around my mind since we left my mum's office, "You do realize, he isn't going to say anything while on camera?"

"I'll just disable the cameras again, like last time." Lizzie said, already pulling out a pocket device.

"No, he won't trust that," I said, looking at the four of us in the mirror, "we're going to have to break him out somehow and take him somewhere else to talk."

"Or," started Bex, her voice already taking on a dangerous note that meant her idea was something none of us were going to like, "I could just beat the answers out of him."

"Bex, he's a highly trained operative, I'm pretty sure he's resistant to abuse." Was my way of logically saying her plan was a train wreck.

"Fine, we break him out, but obviously he isn't going to come willingly," Bex started to plan, "Lizzie will have to short circuit the cameras so your mum and Solomon don't come running and we will have to get past Lacey somehow…"

Bex trailed off, deep in thought.

And so five minutes later we had a plan that went a little like this:

Liz would short-circuit all cameras in a 100-metre radius of the cell, giving us exactly four minutes to get Zach and leave.

Bex would knock out Lacey using the new highly classified maneuver her dad taught her last break.

I would somehow sweet talk Zach into leaving with us without a struggle (it wasn't a fool proof plan alright).

Macey would write a note saying that we would be back with the prisoner soon, giving us about ten minutes until they starting searching for us (we hoped).

We would use one of my many secret passageways to get Zach out of the school and into Lizzie's experimental van.

And then all of us would escape in the getaway van, which Bex decided she was driving and the rest of us decided Macey was driving.

So the plan wasn't perfect but we had high hopes as we walked down the hallway to Zach's cell and all of the cameras and high tech security systems failed around us.

Lacey eyed us suspiciously but didn't have time to do anything because Bex had already knocked her out and placed a napotime patch on her forehead for good measure. "Sorry," Liz whispered as she stepped over Lacey's body and through the doorway. Using moves like that on a fellow Gallagher went against every instinct I had, but this mission was important, so we all followed Lizzie's example and stepped through the door, saying sorry to Lacey as we did so.

Once inside Macey went to work on the note as Bex and I headed into Zach's cell.

"Two visits in one day Gallagher Girl, I'm starting to feeling special." Zach commented dryly from his chair, not even bothering to look up as I walked through the door.

"Zach," I said sweetly, "I'm going to break you out of here, but I need you to promise not to run away."

Zach laughed without humour, "Sweet talking isn't going to work Gallagher Girl, why on earth would I promise you that?"

I never got to answer Zach, because he suddenly slumped forward unconscious in his seat, the ropes were the only thing holding him from falling face first onto the floor.

I looked at Bex incredulously, "What?" She shrugged, "waiting for you to sweet talk him into anything would have taken all day." And with that she untied the ropes and grabbed his upper torso.

She looked at me expectantly so I grabbed his legs and we carried him out to where Macey and Liz were waiting. "Would have been easier to keep him conscious," I huffed at her.

"I though we were asking him nicely to come with us?" Liz exclaimed when she saw us hefting Zach down the corridor.

Bex grinned wickedly in return and we all started down the secret passageway, carefully carrying Zach with us; okay not so carefully, I'm pretty sure Bex managed to bump his head into the wall a few times for "good measure".

We cleared the school in under three minutes and were in the getaway van and before the cameras even started up again. "Where to?" Macey asked as she cut out onto the main road.

"The one place they won't look," I replied calmly, "the barn where they held the harvest festival dance last year."

"You mean the one you went to with Josh?" Macey looked at me quizzically.

I just nodded and smiled tightly, trying not to think of how weird it was that just over a year ago I had attended a dance with my very sweet, very normal boyfriend and now I was going to take my very kidnapped, very confusing (and maybe dangerous) boy –I flirted with?- to the same barn.

Things have really changed.

Ew, so I know it was a horrible chapter, but it was just one of those fill in chapters to get things on a roll. Sorry it's been such a long time Sweetpeas, I've just been writing other stories. I actually hate this chapter so much it hurts to look at it but oh well. Stay with me and hopefully next chapter will get better.

And I didn't start this fan fiction off with a plotline, it still doesn't have one, so it takes me a while to figure out what to write.

WHAT DO YOU ALL THINK ABOUT ALLY FINALLY GETTING SOMEONE TO AGREE TO MAKE A MOVIE?

Please review, I tend to write quicker when I have more reviews!

I'm so excited, I'm up to chapter eleven of my other fan fic that I haven't posted yet and it actually has a plotline! Ten more chapters and it should be ready to post. Though it's taken me half a year to write elven chapters so…

Anyway how have you all been Loves?

I adore you all,

Matisse