Only The Goode Spy Forever

Chapter 11: The Baby Shower

   Macey wasn't kidding, she planned a beautiful baby shower. I was officially 8 months  pregnant. Her baby shower theme was winter, so there was fake snow and twinkling lights everywhere.

     "Sit still," she told me as she did my makeup. My hair was curled, and I was wearing an extremely tight nude dress. My body looked good, or as good as it can look when you're pregnant. "There, all done." I looked in the mirror. Macey had done a warm bronze smokey eye. I had to admit, for once I truly looked beautiful.

       "The blonde highlights were a great idea, Cam," Bex chimed in. I smiled and my friends walked me down the stairs to the party below.

      When I entered the room everyone stood up and clapped. My mom was wearing a blush dress. She was glowing. Joe clung to her side. I saw Townsend and Abby smiling at me. Matthew and Morgan stood close to their parents. Liz and Jonas were smiling at me. Grant was holding the twins. I saw many of my friends from the CIA wave to me.

"You look beautiful, Gallagher Girl," Zach said as he offered his arm. I took it and together we walked down the stairs. It truly was the most beautiful baby shower. From the snowflake cookies, to the mints, to the the giant sparkly cake, to the balloon arch with gifts under it.

"Oh Macey," I started. I got choked up and felt the tears. "It's beautiful!" Zach pulled me closer to him and wiped a tear off of my face. I started laughing. "Sorry, it's the hormones." My guests laughed.

We all decided to eat first, and the food truly was extravagant. We played fun little games, my favorite was watching Zach try to swaddle a baby.

"Oh, Zachary that's too tight!" I heard Abby gasp. "You're not trying to suffocate the poor dear." Zach blushed and I laughed. That was what Zach had been taught to do through his training.

"Cam?" Mom asked and I looked to her. "Do you want to open some gifts now?" I nodded and we opened them. They were all so perfect. I especially liked the binki that had a spy cam in it. This truly was the perfect day.

I was so happy just enjoying my party. But that was when the picture flipped and a laser scanned the room. I heard the voice boom.

"Agents Zachary and Cameron Goode are requested at the CIA," the voice said. I sighed, and on command the voice shouted back, "immediately!"

* * *

Zach held my hand tight as we entered the CIA. I was upset that we had to cut my party short, but this was the life I had chosen.
"Hey," Zach said reading me. "It's okay. I'm sure it's nothing serious. Besides, you can't go on missions. Everything is going to be fine." I gulped and forced a smile. I nodded.

"Hello, Agents," our director said as we entered his office. "We have an urgent mission that we need the 2 of you to go on. It will be in Hawaii. We're trying to put a stop to a drug operation that's been working out there. We need you." I was about to protest, but Zach was already on it.

"Absolutely not!" He cried. "Cammie's pregnant, she is not going on any missions!" The director held up his hand.

"We would not put her on it if we thought there was any danger. Unfortunately, we need a pregnant agent to pose as the wealthy Gianna Martinez and Cameron fits the bill. I assure you there will be no danger. You leave in 2 weeks."

"She'll almost be 9 months!" Zach protested again. The director put a hand on Zach's.

"I'm well aware, Zachary. Again, this mission is urgent and very important. If you can't suck it up and spend a few days in Hawaii, I understand. You must realize that this mission will not harm any of you. The CIA would never do anything that could possibly harm baby Goode," the director said with a smile. He put his hand on my stomach and for a second I thought Zach was going to chop his hand off.

"Okay, let's do it," I said. Zach's eyes bulged at me. I put my hand in his. "I'll be fine." Zach was staring daggers at me, but I knew I had him. There was no way that he would let me take the mission alone.

* * *

I slid on my black leather jacket. Zach was wearing one almost identical. I put on pearls, and diamond earrings. I switched out my wedding ring for one with the biggest diamonds I'd ever seen. I threw on designer sunglasses and Zach and I were ready to go.

We were posing as the Martinez couple: a wealthy couple expecting their first child. At first I thought I felt calm because of my training. When I noticed Zach's nerves, I knew that training had nothing to do with it.

"You don't have to do this, Gallagher Girl," he pleaded. I brushed him off. I was praying he couldn't sense how sick I felt. My stomach was killing me. He must not have noticed, so we went to the drug warehouse. We entered and 3 big men walked in.

"I'm Phillip Martinez," Zach said in Russian. The big man nodded and let us pass. I was taking pictures of everything in the warehouse through my designer sunglasses. Zach was talking up a storm about how we were expecting our latest shipment.

I thought the men were buying it, until they turned to me.

"Gianna we're rather shocked to see you here," the boss said. I let my Russian come out as I spoke to him.

"I wouldn't miss this deal for the world," I explained. The 3 big men all looked to each other and grinned.

"Really? I find it strange that either of you are here. Considering that the real Phillip told us we were postponing our deal due to Gianna giving birth 3 days ago," he spat.

My face paled. My world stopped as I heard Zach yell, "run!" I ran as fast as I could, which wasn't very fast considering I had a watermelon stomach. One of the men was on me. I punched him in the face and automatically my stomach tightened and I held my stomach, cringing. The man laughed and slapped me in the face.

I saw Zach tackling 2 men at a time. I panicked, this could be the end. Zach knocked 1 man unconscious and I smiled until I felt another slap to the face. I had forgotten about the man I was handling. I forced my leg up and kicked him hard. His face was bloody. He had a huge scratch from my heel. But no sooner had I made contact then I felt a pull and my pants became extremely wet. The sound of water crashing on the floor caused everything in the room to stop.

The man I was fighting began to laugh. I looked to Zach, who's eyes were wider than I had ever seen them. He was staring at me. I was doubled over, holding my stomach. Zach must have pulled himself out of his trance because I saw him kick the man square in the face. He ran to me and flipped the man that was twice his size without struggle. He was fighting harder than I had ever seen him. Zach got on top of my attacker and punched him. The man was unconscious.

Zach looked up at me. His lip was bleeding. I was still frozen from my water breaking. Zach grabbed my hand and tried running me to our car. When my pace wasn't fast enough he picked me up bridal style and ran. He nearly threw me in the car.

"Where are we going?" I asked. I groaned. Contractions.

"We're going to go have a baby."