Apparently, it was just a one-night stand. Cammie thought it meant he actually loved her. That he wanted them to be forever. That he loved her. In sickness or in health…for good and for bad. Apparently, she was wrong. He was just a player. From now on, there would be no such thing as Zachary Goode and Cammie Morgan. That was before. This is now. She would NEVER let him take advantage of her. She had made her mistake already. Now, she'll have to live it.

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Cammie's POV

That was eight months ago. Now, I'm officially eight months pregnant. Good thing is, I will go through this with all my friends. Bex and Grant, Liz and Jonas, and Macey. I live in a three-bedroom apartment all by myself but my neighbors are my friends. We've practiced what we would do when I go into labor, so I have nothing to worry about. All that matters is that this baby girl of mine gets delivered safely into my arms.

I swore to myself that when she grew up to the age where she matures, I would tell her the truth about her father. But until then, she'll have to think that her father died bravely during a mission in Iraq. I know it's bad to lie to kids, but this is one issue that I would like to keep to myself.

I was thinking of all this while lying on my bed at nine o'clock in the morning. The ringing of my cell phone disrupted my thoughts.

Float by

Open windows

What a shipwreck,

What a shipwreck

Circles

Running through my veins

With the vates set

With the vates set

See the lights

See the lights

I start feeling

When I'm lost

When I'm lost

There's no me

Call it this

Call it this

I immediately picked up when I saw the name flashing on the screen of my Samsung Gravity. It was Bex.

"Hey C. This is your personal wake up call. Now get your little booty out of bed. You, me, and Liz are going to see the new weapons that were created. I heard there was a bubblegum bomb!" exclaimed an excited Bex.

"Fine. Fine. But you owe me a chocolate milkshake."

I quickly brushed my teeth, changed, and went out to the parking lot. I quickly spotted Bex near her Saturn Sky.

"Hey Cammie. Liz is meeting us at headquarters kay?" asked Bex.

"Mkay."

We chatted on the car ride quite nicely, until she brought up a subject I desperately tried to escape.

"So…Cammie. There are rumors that the infamous Zach Goode has returned from his mission in who knows where. I just wanted you to know. Just in case, I mean," Bex said with a concerned expression.

I provided no reply. I was dumbfounded. The rest of our ride was driven in silence. We finally pulled up in front of the gate that would lead them into the CIA headquarters. We both placed our palms on the fingerprint scanner and then did a DNA test. The gates opened after confirmation and we went down into a series of tunnels. First right, then the middle, then left, then middle, then right, and so forth until we actually reached headquarters.

No one's POV

There, the valet came and went to park the car. Cammie stretched her sore body. Even though she was pregnant, Cammie still looked gorgeous. With the long toned and smooth legs, glossy hair that hung below her shoulder blades, stunning blue eyes (I'm imagining she has blue eyes. Sorry if this is wrong.), and the glowing skin, she was absolutely to die for. Too bad she didn't see that in herself.

"Cammie!" yelled Liz, who was running towards them. The girls embraced Liz and the three made their way into the building. They arrived at the weaponry and they admired all the new technology out. Since they were secret agents, they obviously had first dibs on technology before it was put in stores for the public.

They made their selections: bubblegum that could turn into a bomb, the bulletproof Abercrombie shirt, multipurpose sunglasses, and the edible paper. They were on their way towards exiting the building and going to buy take out, but they came face to face with something—or rather someone—they never wanted to see. Zachary Goode.

Cammie's POV

I stood there dumbfounded, but quickly regained my senses and dragged Liz and Bex back where we came from and we stealthily peeked at him. He was not alone, though. There was some insanely gorgeous girl pressed up against a wall with him on top. She could have been a model. She probably was. She was around 5'10" with shiny brown hair with honey blonde highlights that hung to her waist. Her long, skinny, tan legs were wrapped around his waist. Her arms were around his neck and her flawless face was connect to his in a passionate make-out. She wore dark wash denim short-shorts with stilettos and a tight fitting tank top that showed her numerous curves and ample cleavage. It seemed that if no one stopped them, they'd do it right then and there.

Zach on the other hand, was as handsome, if not more, as he was when Cammie last saw him. He wore white knee-length shorts that made his tanned, long, and incredibly muscular legs stand out. He wore a tight fitting shirt that highlighted his arms that were bulging with muscles. The sight of them made Cammie a bit queasy.

Thankfully, they didn't have to be the ones that stopped the couple from ripping off each other's clothes. A co-worker of theirs, Simon Wayland, coughed loudly and told them to get a room. Zach and his "girl" broke apart unabashed and started walking towards where Bex, Liz, and Cammie hid. They quickly tried to walk away towards the opposite direction, but they were stopped in their tracks by Zach yelling, "Hey Bex. Liz. Long time no see."

They had to stop and turn around. Finally, they all came face to face and an awkward silence dawned on them. It was Bex who broke the silence.

"Zach, why don't you introduce us to your girlfriend here?" asked Bex innocently.

"Fiancé," the girl corrected.

"My bad. Fiancé," said Bex.

"Guys, this is Elena Lightwood. She's a FBI agent who also models for Vogue," said Zach proudly.

"So when are you guys planning on tying the knot?" asked Liz.

"First week of next month," said the couple together.

"Congratulations," said Cammie. The couple didn't notice the eight-month pregnant woman who appeared from behind her friends. "I wish you guys the best of luck," Though it pained Cammie to see who Zach had replaced her with, she couldn't help but feel glad that he would never come back in her life again.

Zach was silent and was staring at Cammie's belly, but his fiancé didn't notice how her husband to be was so quiet. Obviously, he never told her about his ex-girlfriend.

"That's so nice of you to say that. And your name is?" asked Elena curiously.

"Cammie. Cammie Morgan," said Cammie.

"Wow. How far along are you?" asked Elena.

"Eight months, " said Cammie proudly, intentionally ignoring Zach's attempts to make eye contact.

"Who's the father," asked Zach quietly.

" I would love to stay and continue our reunion, but I have some issues I have to take care of," said Cammie in a fake genial voice, ignoring Zach's question.

With that, Bex, Liz, and Cammie left, leaving behind the couple. What the girls didn't know was that the Chief walked by and watched the couple watch the girls walk out. He asked to speak to Zach alone for a moment.

"Zachary Goode, I want to personally congratulate you, " said the Chief.

"Thank you sir," replied Zach.

"I want you to bring pictures of your child ASAP so I can put them in the database."

"Baby? What baby?"

"Don't you know? Your wife is pregnant?"

"Elena's pregnant?"

"Elena's your wife? I thought she was a friend of yours. I was talking about Cameron."

Zach made no response.

"Oh boy. Don't tell me you didn't know you had a child and you went off with some model."

There still was no response from Zach.

"Never mind what I said. Just…continue with your life. Good day."

Dumbfounded, Zach walked back to his fiancé. She seemed a bit…giddy. Elena pulled Zach towards a nearby bench.

"Honey. You know how much we both want a child right?"

Zach nodded. Half his mind was still on what the Chief told him.

"Well…it turns out that I'm pregnant!" exclaimed Elena.

Zach was shocked beyond belief. He had gotten two women pregnant. What had he gotten himself into? Due to his delay in response, Elena got worried.

"Is this too early? Oh, I shouldn't have told you," fretted Elena.

Zach shushed her with a kiss and suggested that they go home and continue what they left off in the hallway. He just couldn't think more about his delima. He just needed some "joy" in his life right now. They rushed to Zach's sleek black convertible and quickly drove to their small house.

Zach swept Elena off her feet and carried her over the threshold like newly wedded coulples. He carried her up into their bedroom and there they put all their feelings into their lovemaking, but Zach knew he couldn't escape his problem. He would deal about it later. Right now, he was busy.

So? What do you think? I know, you must hate me right now. Constructive criticism is welcome. Review please! Thanks!