Hello, I haven't updated in that long it should be criminal and I have no excuse. But, sorry. This chapter may not be as long as some of my others but I like it. I think quite a lot happens. Anyways I hope you enjoy!

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DISCLAIMER: I don't own Gallagher Girls.

Josh POV

We walked into a barn slightly out of the big mansion. There was a climbing wall and a load of ropes hanging from the ceiling. There were mats spread out all over the floor. The Mr Solomon person led me and Zach to one of the mats on the floor. He gestured for Zach to join him on the mat. He smirked. All that guy ever seems to do is smirk. As if a signal was called they both fell into a fighting crouch. Mr Solomon cocked his head and Zach smirked. Suddenly they flew at each other; if I had blinked I would have missed it. There were punches flying everywhere and I swear I thought they were going to kill each other. It was repetitive when I thought about it. Mr Solomon would go for a punch Zach would block it and vice versa. It never seemed to end, until it did.

They stood up and high fived each other and then turned to me. They weren't even sweating; it is going to be hard to become as good as these guys.

"Which is why, you are going to have to train hard." Mr Solomon said.

"Did I say that out loud?" I asked. 'Again' I added mentally.

"No he just knew what you were going to say because he is just that good." Zach said smirking. I glared at him. I hate him. Mr Solomon clearly decided it was time to snap me out of thinking.

"Josh, do you have any…fighting…experience?" he asked.

"I took karate when I was 5 until I was 14 and a black belt." I replied. Zach started laughing and Mr Solomon glared at him telling him to shut up. "What's so funny?" I asked, genuinely shocked.

"9 years." Zach said. "I didn't realise it was going to take so long to train you." Mr Solomon shook his head.

"Josh, are you prepared to have to work slightly faster than your karate training?" he asked. I nodded.

"How fast?" I asked.

"We have a week before the girls you have already met, and Zach and his friends leave for a mission." Mr Solomon said. A mission? They must actually be good spies.

"Technically I'm not a spy, I'm an assassin." Zach said. Oh my god. He has been taught to kill people. I'm actually scared now.

"Zach, stop scaring him. Josh, come over here." He gestured for me to join him on the mat, Zach moved to stand and watch.

"Now, Josh I am simply going to flip you and pin you. Basic training, if you know how, try to counter my attack." Mr Solomon said dropping to a fighting crouch once again.

I mirrored him, just not as steadily. He leant forward. I leant back. Zach nodded and Mr Solomon lunged for me, his hand on my shoulder he gave a tug and I flipped forwards and landed on my face. He was now behind me, with his knee on my back twisting my arm. It was so close to popping out its socket. Zach coughed and Mr Solomon let me up.

We carried on training for another two hours and at not one point did I get to fight Zach. I didn't really fight Mr Solomon either but he demonstrated moves and blocks on me and so on. Finally Zach decided to walk back to the mansion, and Mr Solomon let me up.

"Time to finish, it's 4." Mr Solomon said.

"How-?" I began.

"Internal clock." He interrupted me. I nodded, yet another thing to master within a week.

"Just a quick question, why didn't I fight Zach?" I asked. Mr Solomon smiled.

"Do you want to fight Zach?" he countered.

"No, but I just wondered." I muttered.

"Zach is Zach. As much as I would tell him not to, he would probably kill you." He said. Yeah, so he looks strong I seriously doubt that.

"Fine then, if you want to fight Zach, you can." Mr Solomon said and then disappeared.

By this time I realised that we were at the doors to the main building. I headed in and kept my head down. I headed towards Mrs Morgan's office because I didn't know where I was supposed to go. I arrived and hesitated to knock on the door.

"Come in." Mrs Morgan called. How does she know I'm there?

I twisted the door handle and walked in. Inside I saw all the girls I had been introduced to and Zach. He was there with three other boys. Two were tall and muscular, but the other was small and thin, I'm still sure he was good at what he did. There was also a tall woman who was wearing a pencil skirt and a white shirt. She was holding a briefcase which she handed to Mrs Morgan.

"Josh," Mrs Morgan began, "This is Miss Hill, she is the mission briefer for mission #468 red."

"What is mission, number four-hundred and something red?" I asked. Miss Hill smiled.

"It is the mission you will be joining these eight young agents if you are deemed suitable." She said in a British accent and the girl introduced as Bex grinned.

Oh. My. God. A mission. I'm going on a mission. Wait, not yet I 'must be deemed suitable'.

"Josh," Miss Hill's voice snapped me into reality. "You will be going to the CIA base to be registered as an agent."

That was when it all became too much and a fainted.

Cammie POV.

Josh really fainted. He needs to work on masking his emotions. I turned to face Miss Hill.

"You will be posing as high school graduates on a gap year before they go to college. In this case I have your covers; they are a basic outline and if needed you are allowed to change one small detail. If you will now follow me we will leave for Langley now."

"Oh, and someone bring Mr Abrams." She added before flinging the door open and gesturing for us to lead the way. Grant swept Josh up over his shoulder and led the way.

As we pulled up to the headquarters, which was disguised as an office building, Josh started to stir. He blinked a few times and then opened his eyes and stared out the window of the car.

"Are we at Langley?" He asked his voice thick with excitement. Miss Hill nodded.

"Are you ready?" She asked and we all nodded. She stepped out of the car and held the door for us all again. We filled out and walked into the building. Josh's face held pure awe.

Josh POV

Wow. Wow. Wow. I am in the CIA headquarters; Langley. I was freaking out so much but the others seemed so calm about this. We walked in and were led to an elevator which we all barely fit into. Spaces suddenly appeared in the walls and the others put their fingers into the spaces and pulled them out; bleeding. Miss Hill gestured for me to do the same. You could tell I was new at this because I stuck my finger I extremely fast only to have a needle jam into my finger really hard.

Suddenly a mechanical voice started blaring out identities.

"AGENT CAMERON MORGAN, FIELD AGENT, CIA.

AGENT REBECCA BAXTER, FIELD AGENT, MI6.

AGENT ZACHARY GOODE, FIELD AGENT, CIA.

AGENT ELIZABETH SUTTON, RESEARCH AND DEVELOPMENT, CIA.

AGENT GRANT SHAW, FIELD AGENT, CIA.

AGENT JONAS DAVIES, RESEARCH AND DEVELOPMENT, CIA.

AGENT MACEY McHENRY, COVERS AND CONCEALMENT, CIA.

AGENT VICTORIA HILL, MISSION BRIEFING, CIA."

I looked around wondering if I had pricked my finger for a real reason when the mechanical voice sounded again.

"JOSH ABRAMS, AGENT IN TRAINING." Not for too much longer, I thought.

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