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7 1/2 months later…

July 8th

The sun was shining brightly in DC and while the temperature was down in the mid eighties the sun and humidity had people sweating after five minutes of relaxation in the park. Cars were parked on the side of the road while families enjoyed picnics by the Washington Monument and sirens sounded in the distance as ambulance's rushed to pick up the latest kid who had gotten heatstroke. The city was filled with businessmen in suits who had ditched formal protocol and loosened their ties, a few even removing their jackets. The restrooms were full of girls trying to get rid of their sweaty smell by splashing water over their faces and sprit zing body spray. The tourists were easy to spot with their camera's and gasps at the nations capitol while the natives rolled their eyes, not the least bit surprised to see the President's motorcade make it's way down the street with ample police protection.

Down on the metro things weren't much better. It was packed with people, even more than usual because those who often walked or rode their bikes to work had opted for something less active. Through the hustle and bustle of the different stops no one noticed that some one a little less ordinary than themselves accompanied them. Sitting in the same place she had been for a good twenty minutes was a twenty-four year old girl reading that days issue of the Washington Post, shaking her head slightly as she read about the election campaigns that were now in full-swing. Of course, while most people had to go by what the papers said she had insider-only, classified information and had already met the President and the candidates which made her opinion slightly more credible than most.

Her golden brown hair didn't stand out amongst the other brown haired girls and the only glances cast her way were in envy of her comfortable seat while most were stuck standing to close to, to many people. She didn't seem to notice and when a sleaze-ball douche bag attempted to flirt with her to gain her seat she flicked him off and ignored his death glare for the rest of the ride. When she stood to get off three people immediately rushed to take her seat while she shook her head with a slight smile knowing what was happening without having to look back and see.

Meanwhile, an equally normal looking guy was leaning casually against the wall just below the escalators that brought you up to the main city. He was dressed casually in jeans and a white v-neck t-shirt. He looked chill with his right foot braced against the wall, nodding his head along to the music. No one seemed to notice him much, either, aside from a few hormone-crazy teens who would glance back at him as they were ushered up the escalators by the crowd. He seemed to be in his own world but nodded at a European girl who gave him the thumbs up and a smile. He offered her a weak smile in return as she headed up the escalator before returning to his music.

A few people passing by gave him odd looks but he didn't seem to care as he started scanning the crowd, looking for some one. His face broke into a grin when he saw the girl who had been reading the Post on the metro. She blended into the crowd with her flowing dress, tight work jacket, black heels with a silver bracelet and black clutch to tie the different colors swirled in with the blue on her dress. He didn't move towards her, just watched as she stepped off the train and stopped for a millisecond when she felt eyes on her. Anyone who wasn't looking for it wouldn't have noticed and the way she scanned the station looked like a tourist taking in the District of Columbia for the first time, soaking up every detail. When she saw the twenty-four year old she relaxed her tensed position but her face portrayed no emotion besides confusion.

He pushed himself off the wall and tucked his Nano into his pants pocket. She stepped out of the traffic so that she wouldn't get swept upstairs and gave a hesitant but relieved smile before leaning in to kiss him lightly.

"What are you doing here?" she asked giving him the once-over to see if there were any signs that he had been through foul play. "I didn't think you'd be back 'til Sunday."

He shrugged and replied casually, "It didn't take as long as they expected. Then again, not everyone has my skills," he added with a cocky smirk.

"Righttt," she said rolling her eyes even though she didn't look the least bit annoyed. "So does this mean I get to steal you away tonight?"

"Of course, but could we do something this morning? I don't feel like going to the office today. It's so nice out."

"I can't," she said apologetically. "I've got an inbox full of messages waiting to be sorted through and a meeting with NST (otherwise known as National Security Team) at three that I can't miss. Plus I'm supposed to go to the C&D department to test a few of the new inventions that need to be ready by December. I'm swamped," she said. "Besides, if we hang out now we won't have anything to do tonight." It was a feeble attempt to get him to back down before she gave in but he ignored her silent plea and pulled her towards him kissing her again.

"Oh, I can think of plenty of ways for us to stay busy tonight," he said suggestively. "Besides, I already got you off this morning. Macey had other things to do anyways and said that switching it to next week wasn't a problem and Boss Lady said you could have the morning as long as you were at the big W for the meeting."

"Alright," she conceded as he grinned. "But you screwed yourself for the rest of the week."

They took the glass elevator up along with an old handicapped lady who was being pushed by her grandson. They all smiled politely at each other as it began to rise.

"Bring back memories?" He whispered in her ear. She grinned and pulled out the bag of M&M's that she always kept in her purse. She offered him a few.

"Now it does," she said as they both poured a handful into their mouth. "So where exactly are you taking me?" She asked him as they stepped onto the street.

"I need to take care of something real quick then we can stop for lunch. What do you want? Chipotle, Salad Bar, Thai food?" he asked.

"Salad Bar," she said. "I'm not all that hungry I just need something that will last me through my White House meeting/presentation thing."

As they walked the boy began to get more nervous but she didn't notice as she took everything in around her and when he started to climb the steps to the American History Museum she didn't ask him about it, knowing that he probably couldn't tell her while security guards surrounded them. They each flashed their ID's so they could bring their guns and were let through security without a problem.

She followed him through the crowd and up to the third floor until they were directly in front of the Ruby Slippers.

"What are we doing here?" she asked with confusion written all over her face. He looked at her and she couldn't quite place the look he was giving her. Ignoring her question, or maybe just answering it in his own way, he got down on one knee, never letting go of her hand. People started staring at them but his gaze never wavered from hers.

"Cameron Morgan I'm in love with you, and I have been since I was seventeen," he started.

Catching onto what he was doing immediately she clapped her free hand over her mouth and murmured 'Oh my God.'

"I still remember the first time I saw you, I was mesmerized and wouldn't have been able to keep my eyes off you even if I had been allowed to. We've come pretty damn far since that day but not a day goes by when I don't love you."

'Oh my God,' she whispered again.

"I need you more than I thought it was possible. You've become my whole world and even though I'll always want to serve my country I promise I will always come back as long as I know you'll be waiting for me. I don't want to lose you Gallagher Girl, will you marry me?" he asked as he opened the jewelry box with a silver banded diamond ring inside. She stared at him with wide eyes, as the entire exhibit seemed to hold their breath. Finally, after what felt like centuries to him but was actually less than four seconds she moved her hand.

"Yes," her voice was slightly breathless but no one seemed to care as a smile lit up his face and he slid the ring onto her finger. "Yes, yes, yes," she repeated as he stood up and spun her around. The crowd around them broke into applause and kept moving to see the rest of the museum but their friends remained, taking off their bandanas and glasses. Every one rushed towards them and pulled them into a group hug.

"You see," Grant said emphatically to Jonas as he pointed to Zach. "He may not have used my favorite choice but at least he didn't ditch our list completely."

Cammie laughed as her best friends enveloped her in a four-way hug. Liz's baby bump had yet to become visible as she had yet to discover that she had gotten knocked up on her honeymoon. Macey was there with Eric who she had gotten together with only three weeks after he had returned. Bex's boyfriend of six months was there as well. Grant remained happy to float from girl to girl but his relationship with Bex had become strictly friendship. They didn't mind hanging out in a group or even eating lunch with each other at the office but the rest of it had completely dissolved as they realized they wanted two completely different things out of life.

Joe Solomon, who was once again teaching cove-ops, was there as well as Abigail who was teaching at Gallagher now to. Abby hugged her niece after the other girls had let go. Both Joe and Rachel were over to her left talking to Zach as people he didn't even know slapped him on the back and said congratulations.

After eating lunch at the salad bar Cammie went to her meeting at the White House and received congratulations from most of her co-workers when they noticed a ring that she had never worn before.

"I love you," Cammie whispered to Zach in his apartment hours later. She was laying across him on the couch, still fingering her ring as she had been doing all day.

He smiled and kissed her softly.

"I love you to Gallagher Girl."

And that's a wrap.

A/N: Hope you liked it and thanks for reading. As of right now, no plans for a sequel but I won't say there's no chance, I just don't have any ideas for one. I think their story is done for this plot line.

Soundtrack for the Story…

Then—Brad Paisley…for when it inspired me to write a VERY rough draft of this epilogue last summer.

You're Still the One—Shania Twain…for when Cammie finally tells Zach she loves him while they're at the hotel in the middle of chapter 19.

Gotta Get To You—George Strait…for when they're walking around Paris in chapter 3.

What Can I Say—Carrie Underwood…for the inspiration behind their break-up obviously

When you're Gone—Avril Levigne…for when Zach left Cammie's house after they broke up and again when she couldn't sleep after he left.

Hold Up My Heart—Brooke White (American Idol)…for when they were trying to figure out whether they could trust each other again after everything they had been through.

Listen to Your Heart—D.H.T…for the fight scene in chapter 18.

Let It Be—the Beatles…for when Cam was trying to convince Zach to relax about his mom in chapter 12.

American Soldier—Toby Keith…Because spies are the soldiers who don't get any recognition.

Just a Kiss—Lady Antebellum…for when Cam kisses him in chapter 13.

Picture—Kid Rock and Sheryl Cow…because it describes both the Grant/Bex and the Cam/Zach at different times.

My Immortal—Evanescence…for all their history and when they finally realized that they couldn't erase, they just had to go forward.

I Won't Let Go—Rascal Flatt's…for all the love and friendships they have.

Accidentally In Love—Counting Crows…Speaks for itself.