I know what you're thinking. FINISH YOUR OTHER STORIES FIRST! But I couldn't help it! I was struck by sudden inspiration and just had to share it with ya'll! So review and tell me what you think :) And sadly I don't own this amazing series but Ally Carter does...But I really wish I could own Zach...

Cammie's POV
I grinned as I stood up off the 27th grown man I'd just beaten. He rubbed the side of his head. "Cammie, Cammie, Cammie. You're getting strong enough for a real mission pretty soon." He says. I felt my eyes sparkle. "Really? You think so?" I ask excitedly. As if on cue Catherine Goode, our leader, walked over to me. "Let's have a chat Cam." I followed her into her office. She sat down at her desk and I sat down in the chair facing her. "As you may know Cammie, I have a son." I nod. I'd heard about her son Zach a little. He went to Blackthorne, a school for assassins that we, the COC, recruited at. "Well a little birdy told me that he's going to be going on a mission with some Gallagher girls." I'd heard about Gallagher too. It was a school for girls who were training to become spies. That's where Catherine had gone. "So in short, Zach's going to be out in the open." She said. I nodded, understanding where this was going. "You think you could bring him back here for me?" "Yes ma'am." "Good. Be ready to go in one hour. I stand up and head for the door. I walked out and went to my room. This was one of our many hideouts. An abandoned hotel. I made my way to my room and climbed into the shower. After 5 minutes I stepped out of the shower and brushed through my hair. I blow dried it and threw on some normal civilian girl looking clothes. I curled my hair in soft waves and put on my make-up. I walked downstairs with 4 min 19 seconds to spare. Rodrick, one of the agents who was currently sparring with someone else, whistled when I walked by. He was 2 years older than me but we were the closest things to friends inside the circle. I was the youngest girl, he was the youngest boy. At least, in our division. I rolled my eyes at him. "Stop staring at my butt perv." "Can't help it. Doubt those blackthorne boys will be able to either." He says going back to his match. I walk outside where a car is waiting for me. I climb in and start the 30 minute drive to downtown DC and the smithsonian. When I got there I got out. I had 4 min and 25 seconds before the GG and BB would get here. I walked over to the hot chocolate machine and bought some. I walked towards the smithsonian but kept careful tabs on everything around me. I noticed an icecream truck pull into the parking lot. The other tourists didn't give it a second glance but, as a spy, why would an ice cream truck be going into a parking lot? I knew it was the Gallagher Girls so I decided to stay put since I didn't need to follow them, just keep them away from my target. I walked around with my hot chocolate and did what I do best, I blended in. Shortly after the Gallagher Girls spread out, wow they really need to learn how to hide their comms better, the Blackthorne Boys arrived in a crummy, beat up old van. I smiled a small smile at myself as out of the corner of my eye I saw my target, Zachary Goode, get out of the van and walk away with some other guy who looked like a greek god, just saying. I tailed them through the mall. After 2 hours and 4 min 39 seconds I heard Zach suggest to the other boy that they split up. Now is when I make my move. I walked up next to Zach and purposefully tripped on his foot and spilled my hot chocolate all over him. I widened my eyes. "Oh my gosh I'm so sorry! I'm such a klutz! Here let me get you some napkins." I said as I frantically looked around for napkins. He took my hands to stop them moving. "Hey, it's okay. Really, I'm fine." He said while looking me in the eyes. God, he has GORGEOUS green eyes. "I'm Christina." I say and offer him my hand. He shakes it and holds on a bit longer than he would need to. "I'm Zach." He says. "Well I'm really sorry about your shirt Zach! I should go though." I said turning around. He caught my hand and turned me around. "Wait! You wanna look around with me or something?" He asks and then smirks. His profile said cocky but man, he was kinda laying it on thick. I flashed him a huge smile. "Sure. Why not?" He took my hand and I have to admit, it felt really good. "Let's go see the space museum!" I said as I merrily pulled him along. We walked and talked for another hour and 23 minutes. He looked at his watch and I heard him swear in Swahili. Hey! That was MY swearing language! "What?" I asked innocently. "You wanna go to the ruby slipper exhibit?" He asked. "Sure! But I just wanna make one teeny pit stop at my car ok?" He looked relieved that he would make it to his meeting spot on time. Except of course, he wouldn't. We walked, hand in hand, back to the parking lot. And I saw a GG with long brown hair and an obviously fake tan staring daggers at me and Zach. I dragged him to my car. "So Zach, what about your family?" I asked, knowing I would need the split second of hesitation to my advantage. I struck out with my right leg. He totally wasn't expecting it and I landed a kick right in his stomach. He fell back on his butt. He quickly stood up and I aimed a right hook at his jaw. Before I could hit him he blocked and tried to grab my hands but I dodged him. His eyes widened "You're a Gallagher Girl?" He asked in disbelief. I grunted. "Puh lease! Their training facility is sooooo out of date. I haven't been to Gallagher in a while." I tell him as I aim another kick at his chest he grabs my foot and tries to flip me on my stomach but I twist out of his grasp, do a flip, and land on top of him. "Then who are you?" I pause when I see his green eyes, full of worry. I felt something change inside of me. I helped him up to his feet quickly. "She's going to kill me!" I mutter. "What? Who sent you?!" He asks, bewildered that I let him up. I look him in the eye. "Someone you really hate. And someone who's going to kill me because I let you go. Just be careful okay?" I tell him and push him away. "Wait! You mean like actually KILL you?! Like, non metaphorically?!" He asked and stepped closer again. "I'll tell your mother you said hi shall I?" I say as I climb into the car. He stops me from slamming the door. "MY MOM?! YOU WORK FOR MY MOM?! BUT YOU'RE ONLY LIKE, 16! HOW COULD YOU?! YOU HAVE LEFT GALLAGHER FOR THEM?!" He shouted. "Uh excuse me but I don't believe I ever said I went to Gallagher." I snapped, trying to close my car door. "You're seriously going back to my mom after you let me go?" Zach asked, incredulous. "Well that's the only place I have to go!" I snapped. "Wait...you didn't go to Gallagher?" He asks, just realizing what I said. "Little slow aren't ya?" "Well then...where were you trained?" he asks and he seems really confused. I roll my eyes. "Lot's of places." My answer seems to infuriate/confuse him. "Look, I don't know who you are, but if you go back to my mom, she's not going to be happy!" He says and looks me in the eye, dead serious. I sighed. "I know." I tried, once again, to close the door but he was in the way. "Look! I just did you a huge favor and I wouldn't mind if you leave!" I snap, because he was seriously starting to annoy me. "I know you just did me a huge favor but I'm still trying to figure out why!" He says, matching my annoyed tone. "Because you have a choice Zach! You have a choice to stay away from us! And I did that so that you can stay away from us!" I shout and try to slam my door, again to no avail. "What do you mean you didn't have a choice?! We all have a choice!" He shouts, again his tone just as angry as mine. "Yeah well I didn't have a choice. No leave! And don't give in Zach!" I tell him before I pull on my door really hard and it finally closed. Zach looked at me funny. "What's your name?" "Cameron Morgan. But everyone calls me Cammie." I say before pulling out and driving away, towards one very angry leader of a terrorist organization.

So, what's Zach gonna do? What's Catherine gonna do? What's Cammie gonna do? To be continued...