Only The Goode Spy Forever

Chapter 8: Sunday Night Dinner

On Sunday night at 6:30, the Townsend's, Goode's, and Solomon's all went to the Gallagher Academy for Sunday dinner. It was a tradition that mom and I never wanted to break. I loved getting to roam the new halls of my school. It also gave me a chance to check up on Liz. On the rare occasion that Liz wasn't doing something crazy, she'd join us.

The dinners had changed, that was for sure. We just kept adding family to our table in the grand hall. By then, it wasn't just mom cooking, so the meals got better. Most of the time at least 1 of us was gone on a mission. This wasn't one of those nights. We were all present at dinner, and I couldn't be happier.

"Look at this," I said to my family. I pulled up a picture of Grant and Bex's twins. They were gorgeous.

"Two girls," Zach said laughing. "Grant is so screwed." I chuckled, Grant was definitely in for a bumpy ride. I knew that by the time Bex's girls were Gallagher Girls, they would be the ultimate team.

"What are their names?" Solomon asked.

"Adalind and Amelia," I replied with a smile. "Adalind's middle name is Elizabeth Mae and Amelia's is Cameron CeCe."

"Have you though of names?" Mom asked turning to me. I looked at Zach.

"We haven't talked about it much," he replied. "But I know that if it's a girl we're naming her Annalise." He nodded firmly. I gave him a questioning look.

"Annalise? You never told me that," I said. He blushed a bit and nodded.

"I, for one, think that Edward is a charming name for a young man," Ed chuckled. Zach rolled his eyes and gave his father a smirk.

"Maybe for an 80 year old British man," he joked. Townsend glared, but still smirked. We ate our dinner and we all talked. Zach was always one for telling embarrassing stories. The worst part was that they were almost always about me.

"Did I ever tell you about the time that Cammie and I went to a ball at the Academy?" He asked. I swatted his arm.

"Zachary James! Don't you dare," I warned. My reaction only made him grin more.

"That was the night of the code black," Joe stated. He raised his eyebrows. "What really did happen that night? Why were you together?" Zach was grinning his most evil grin.

"I'm warning you, Zachary," I tried one last time. He winked at me and began his story.

"Well ya see I never really figured that out until after we had graduated and were on a mission in Kabul. Cam was wearing a red dress and it reminded me of the dress she wore that night, so I asked her what happened. The red dress she wore when we were sophomores was a strapless red one. The whole night I was trying to make Cam jealous by dancing with every girl in the room," he started.

"You danced with me!" Mom interjected. Zach nodded to her.

"I had to at least play a little hard to get. Then I finally decided I couldn't stay away, so I began dancing with the prettiest girl in the room. She was so nervous, she was obviously in love with me," he grinned. I rolled my eyes. "I spun her around and then I decided to pull one of my signature moves and I dipped her. Little did I know, Cam's new strapless bra had come undone and was sliding down her chest." Everyone's eyes went wide.

"If Zach dipped me one more time or spun me it would've fallen out of my dress in front of everyone," I said, putting my head in my hands. He started laughing.

"So Cammie freaked out and left me. She ran out of the room and I was stunned. I couldn't believe a girl would walk out on me, and I was being nothing but a gentleman. I knew there was no way she could resist me, but she looked upset so I went to the same place she had been last time. When she saw me she couldn't help but swoon," he continued.

"That definitely did not happen," I argued, rolling my eyes. "You make it seem like I was the one chasing you."

"Okay, so maybe she was the one playing hard to get. So anyways, she freaked when she saw me there. The bra was hooked on her pantyhose by that point and was threatening to fall. Cam thinks she's all cool so she decides to act like my presence didn't shake her and she puts her hand on the wall the bra drops to her feet," Zach said laughing. My face was red.

"No!" Abby gasped. I shook my head. The women were staring at Zach intently, but the men looked a bit uncomfortable.

"I didn't even realize. I didn't even have time to realize because then the school went into a code black. So Cammie grabs my hand like she'd been wanting to do for the whole night and we're running. I'm asking all about what's going on and she's giving me the answers. I decided to ditch her like she ditched me, so I disappeared into the darkness," Zach said.

"Zachary James," I warned again. "Tell then the truth." He blushed.

"Okay, I wasn't ditching her. The food we ate that night was not settling with my stomach. I really had to poop," he muttered. Mom snorted and Abby did her screeching laugh. Joe began laughing and Ed put his palm on his head.

"And then Zach decided to tell people we weren't even together, so everyone blamed me for the code black!" I whined.

"I had to," he said pouting. "The toilet was clogged and believe it or not, they don't teach you how to fix a toilet at Blackthorne. If I admitted I wasn't in the grand hall, everyone would have known that I was the reason all of us were holding our breaths in our own wing."

"That was you?" Joe asked loudly. He slapped his hand on the table and began laughing. Mom let out her laughs too. Abby began screeching again. I wiped the tears from my eyes.

"I never did get the bra back," I said. Zach grinned even bigger. "What. Did. You. Do." I stammered.

"You May have never gotten it back but us boys did," I put my hand to my mouth. "I never knew that it was yours. We used it as a sling shot and shot anything we could find off the walls to passing civilians." That's when everyone completely lost it. Even Townsend was bent over laughing.

"Stop!" I squealed. I crossed my legs tightly. "I'm going to pee! You know my bladder is terrible now!" That only made everyone laugh harder. Before I knew it my pregnant lady bladder had released itself. I swore in Farsi.

Mom got me some clean shorts. I put my hand on my now showing bump. I was embarrassed. Mom and Abby brushed it off, saying it happened to them both plenty of times.

We said goodbye to our family and headed back to DC. When we got home I was extremely tired, another symptom.

"Zach, I don't feel good," I groaned. He walked over to me and studied me. He put his hand to my forehead.

"You don't feel hot. You look fine, too," he examined. I shook my head.

"No, Zach. I REALLY don't feel good," I said again. He gave me a concerned look.

"Do you want me to get you something?" He asked. The look in his eyes told me that if I asked him to go to the Bahamas to get me a coconut, he would do it.

"I just need to sleep," I replied clutching my stomach. I didn't even change clothes. I knew I should have showered. It was gross not to. I just couldn't stay up any longer. I cuddled up in our bed. Zach took his shirt and pants off and lay next to me. I rolled away from him, I didn't want him to see the pain I was in.

"Hey," he said softly. "What did I do, Gallagher Girl?" I shook my head, I couldn't even speak. I silently let tears roll down my face. He turned me to face him. He saw a tear roll down my face.

"What's wrong, Gallagher Girl?" He said. He wiped the tears off my face. I just moaned. He pulled me up into his arms and I rested my head on his chest. "Where does it hurt?" I pointed to my stomach and he slowly massaged it.

That was how I fell asleep that night. Safe and at home in Zach's arms. Only, I didn't get to sleep long, because a few hours later someone was breaking into our house. A few hours later someone covered my mouth and whispered, "don't scream."