AN: Hello, I'm back (finally) and I'm sorry for the really long wait (almost a year). A lot of you have been asking to know more about Caleb and to have a few more Zammie moments, so here it is… a Zammie filled chapter just for you guys! There is also some other stuff like the Bex, Liz, and Grant drama that I decided to put off till now and my favorite, which is completely new, the Macey and Caleb showdown! Jonas is all on his own in this chapter, but he may just find that time spent alone isn't so boring. This may be one of my favorite chapters and I hope you guys like it as well. *You will most likely be confused in the beginning, but things get explained, so just keep reading* This is split into two parts because it is so long and so much happens.

Chapter 16: Beads, Boas, and Old Remedies Part 1

*Now in third person*

"Please tell me what the point in coming to Russia was if you were planning on making us leave a day after we arrived?" Bex asked.

Zach briefly looked up at Bex from the laptop in front of him. "Do you come with a muzzle?"

Bex narrowed her eyes at him before stomping over to Macey. "You know, Bex has a point," Cammie stated.

Zach sighed and closed the laptop. He shoved it into his bag and walked over to her. "I had some business to attend to here. That's why we came."

"Business?" Macey questioned.

"Don't get mad at me, but," Zach ran a hand through his hair, "I made a deal with someone and it involves you."

"Me?" Macey pointed to herself.

Zach nodded. "I hope you don't mind babysitting."

"Babysitting?" Macey stood up from her spot on the floor. "What are you talking about?"

"Yesterday while everyone was asleep, I snuck out," Zach confessed.

"To do what?" Jonas asked.

Zach took out a book and tossed it to Macey. "I met up with Caleb."

"You made a deal with the enemy?" Liz gawked at him.

Zach shook his head. "Not exactly a deal, more like a silent agreement. Caleb's heading to New Orleans to take care of something and I want to know what it is."

"What does that have to do with anything?" Cammie asked.

"I want to distract him from his goal. Caleb isn't planning anything sinister in New Orleans. It was his favorite spot when we were younger. He loves the music, the food, and the theatrics. Also, my father had a storage unit there. He wants to know what's in it; as do I," Zach explained.

"What does that have to do with me?" Macey asked.

"Right," Zach rummaged through a couple of papers before turning to Macey, "He said he knew where it was and that it was booby trapped. I told him you knew how to disable traps."

"What?" Macey tried to run towards Zach, but Bex held her back.

"Macey, the unit was signed to Caleb, so he is the only one allowed in it. I need you to get a good look at what's in the storage unit while I take care of something."

"Why me?" She complained.

Zach smirked before saying, "You're his type."

Macey glared at him. "Fine, but I'm not putting up with his flirting."

"Don't flatter yourself Macey. Flirting is the only way he knows how to speak. If he does it, it won't be because of you," Zach informed her.

Macey rolled her eyes at the comment.

"Why does he trust you?" Grant asked.

Zach sighed. "He's bored and needs something to excite him. Also, we're family."

"But you two are on different sides," Cammie exclaimed.

Zach shrugged before swinging his bag over his shoulder. "You know what they say; the family that plays together, stays together.

(***)

Macey sighed and stared at her watch as she stood at the airport waiting for Caleb to show up. She suddenly heard a rumbling sound that was slowly growing louder. Macey quickly turned her head and saw a motorcycle heading straight towards her. She quickly stepped back before she was run over by the vehicle.

The motorcycle turned on the pavement creating a screeching sound and Caleb pulled the keys out of the ignition. He got off the bike and took off his helmet before shaking his slightly shaggy hair out and looking at her. "You must be Macey."

He set down his helmet and walked over to Macey. "I don't need to reintroduce myself, do I?"

She shook her head and walked pass him over to the plane. "Hey," He called behind her.

Macey turned back and glanced at him. Caleb took off his motorcycle gloves before snatching the book Zach had given her from her hand. He opened it and saw a hole cut in the pages. He cursed under his breath in Japanese before turning away from her and pulling something out of the book.

Macey patiently waited with her arms crossed over her chest before he turned back to her. He stepped forward, invading her personal space. "Want something?" She snapped.

He smirked at her before reaching up and brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. He stepped back and showed her the comms unit he had removed from her ear. "I don't take chances."

"I thought you trusted him," Macey stated.

Caleb dropped the comms unit and stepped on it with the heel of his foot. He glanced up at her with curious eyes and said, "You can't trust anyone in this business."

Caleb walked pass her to the plane leaving Macey to follow behind.

(***)

"Okay, this is what's going to happen in New Orleans. Liz, Grant, and Bex, you three will be at this Greek mythology museum to collect information on the box. Jonas, you'll be out looking for some amulet around town. Cammie and I will be tracking Caleb as well as other business."

"When you start being cryptic it's hard to trust you." Liz pointed out.

"Don't worry," Zach took a seat by the window and looked out of the plane, "I have no tricks up my sleeves this time. We're running on sheer luck now."

"You always know how to keep people from worrying, don't you?" Bex snapped.

Zach shook his head and tossed something in her direction. "Caleb broke Macey's comms unit, so it's up to Cammie and I to find them."

"I thought you said he was up to no trouble?" Jonas pointed out.

Zach raised an eyebrow at him. "And you believed me?"

"Don't worry; we won't make that mistake again." Bex replied.

Zach opened his mouth to respond to her snide comment, but Grant cleared his throat and stood up from the seat he was in. "What happened to the tracking device Liz put on her?"

"The signal was disconnected." Liz answered. "Honestly, I think we are in way over our heads. It's like a chess game. You have to be ten moves ahead of our opponent and Caleb's already twenty moves ahead of us."

"Yeah, but think about it." Cammie walked over to the table with all the equipment and picked up one of the pieces off an unfinished chess game. "He has everything planned which means he needs everything to run smoothly. Why don't we just put obstacles in his way?"

She set down the piece on the board and stepped back. "See?"

"How is that going to help us though?" Bex asked.

"He'll be so distracted and he won't even notice that we've already won." She exclaimed.

Grant shook his head. "What are you-,"

Jonas raised his hand up and stepped over to the board. A wide grin settled on his face and he spun the board in Grant's direction so he could see it more clearly.

Cammie smiled and crossed her arms over her chest before stepping forward and looking down at the piece she had moved. "Checkmate."

(***)

"Everyone know the plan?" Zach asked as he and Grant packed up all the equipment. A chorus of 'yes's were heard from the group and Zach nodded before walking over to Jonas. He whispered something in his ear before slipping something into his palm.

Cammie watched as Jonas's jaw tightened and he reluctantly nodded. "I'll see you guys on the other side," He stated.

Zach watched as he exited the plane before turning to the rest of them. "Grant, Liz, Bex, you guys know what you're doing right?"

"Collecting information is something I can do in my sleep. Especially if it's about a topic I'm interested in," Liz informed him.

"Great, then get going." Zach gestured toward the exit and the three quickly left the plane.

"And where are we heading?" Cammie asked.

Zach remained silent and stared at her for a moment. He sighed and ignored her question all together as he said, "You ever notice that we never get any time on our own?"

"I guess saving the world is a more important thing." She replied.

He smiled at the comment before taking her hand in his and pulling Cammie out of the plane.

(***)

"So tell me," Macey leaned forward in her seat and stared at Caleb, "why exactly am I here? Honestly, I find it hard to believe that Zach would be stupid enough to make a deal with you."

Caleb smiled at the comment and nodded. "You're right. He knows me too well."

"Then what am I doing here?" She asked.

He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Zach's in deep, way more than you even know. He needs you to pay a debt he owes or something he holds dear to him will disappear."

"Mind explaining a bit less cryptic?" She suggested.

"You know enough to piece everything together. He's in trouble and he needs to hide. That's why you're here. There's something in that storage unit that'll help him."

"That still doesn't explain why he trusted you," Macey replied.

"He didn't send you here willingly. Actually, he protested your involvement, but I am the older brother and have more authorit,." He explained.

Macey furrowed her eyebrows and lightly shook her head and said, "You don't mean…"

"Oh yes," Caleb smirked and leaned back in his seat. "I threatened him. I threatened him with the thing that he cares about most, the thing that he holds precious in his heart, the thing that he would never let out of his sight,"

Macey looked down at her feet as a single word drifted from her lips. "Cammie."

"Ding, ding, ding! We have a winner."

"What kind of deal does he need to get out of?" She found herself asking.

Caleb sighed and leaned forward. "Now, why would I tell you that?"

"Because I don't have to do anything I don't want to, so tell me or I won't help you," She threatened.

He chuckled at her threat and replied, "Do you really think a spy like you stands a chance against a trained assassin? Also, did you forget that I'm not the one you're helping by doing this?"

Macey felt her jaw clench realizing that Caleb was right. "Whatever... so why are you helping him out of his mess anyway?""

"Well that's simple. If anyone is going to take down my brother it's going to be me," Caleb informed her.

"Wow, how considerate of you," She spat out.

"Actually, it is," Caleb revealed. "He's wanted by some pretty shady people. People worse than me… well at least that's what I tell them so they feel good about themselves."

"Wait, you know them?" She asked.

Caleb nodded. "I don't know them. I own them. People forget that I'm also a computer genius."

"Yep, you are the whole criminal mastermind package," Macey replied dryly.

He smirked. "And don't you forget it."

"Are we almost there?" She questioned, changing the topic.

Caleb shrugged. "Guess you'll just have to wait to find out."

Macey rolled her eyes and leaned back in her seat waiting for the plane to land.

(***)

"Are you going to tell me why we are here?" Cammie let her eyes drift up to the name of the costume shop they were entering. In big cursive writing it read: Madame Suttad's Custom Costumes.

Zach let his hands run across the line of boas by the entrance before he glanced back at Cammie. "I wanted to have one of those romantic comedy montages where a couple tries on outfits together."

Cammie rolled her eyes at the comment and followed his trail to the back of the store. "Very funny, but I'm serious."

"We are going to a book costume party where we dress up as characters from famous books," He told her.

Cammie raised an eyebrow at the statement and pulled out one of the many festive dresses on the rack. "I thought we were supposed to be tracking Caleb. You know, something important."

"This is important," He replied. "Now be honest, would I make a good pirate?"

Cammie laughed and shook her head. "Never."

Zach smiled at her before pulling out a dress and handing it to her followed by a tiara. "Maybe you should be a princess."

"Me? A princess?" Cammie scoffed.

Zach frowned and stepped towards her. "Why do you find it so hard to believe that you're beautiful? All I see when I look at you is a pretty broken girl who I desperately just want to fix, but I could never because I'm just as broken as her."

Cammie stared at Zach for a few seconds before looking down at the floor and trying to hide the light blush on her face. "Zach, I-,"

"This one would look nice on the pretty girl." Cammie looked up and saw the store owner in front of the pair. The woman smiled and handed a costume to Cammie. "Daisy from the Great Gatsby."

Cammie took the dress from the woman and smiled in appreciation. "Thank you."

"Anything for the gentlemen?" She asked.

Zach shook his head and kept his eyes on Cammie. "I've already got a costume."

She nodded and walked away.

"Zach-,"

"You should try that on. It looks like it'll be nice," He interrupted Cammie before she had a chance to speak.

Cammie frowned slightly and nodded as she walked to the dressing room near the cash register.

(***)

"I already told you about five times that I'm looking for the-,"

"No talisman!" The woman glared at Jonas who was holding up the line in her small shop. "Get out!"

Jonas sighed and pointed to the picture in his hand. "Are you sure?"

The woman sighed before pointing out of the shop. "Try antique store down the street. Now get out!"

Jonas shoved the photo back in his backpack and exited the shop as someone shouted, "Finally!"

He made his way down the crowded streets till he found himself in front of an old antique shop. The walls were tinted black and the sign above the store was missing the 'Q' in antiques. Jonas gripped the door handle and pulled it open; the sound of a bell going off filled his ears as he entered.

He made his way to the front of the store, passed stacks of different pots and plates and other objects. Jonas stopped at the cash register and waited for someone to appear when he heard beads rustle as a girl stepped up to the cash register. The dark skinned beauty smiled at Jonas and he tried not to drool as he slid the photo to her. "Do you by any chance have this in your shop?"

The girl raised the photo to her face and held it to the light. "Hold on, let me check with my father."

The girl disappeared to the back for a few seconds before returning to Jonas. "I'm sorry, but it's not here."

"But I was told-,"

The girl cut Jonas off with a look that said run as fast as you can before she leaned forward and whispered, "It's being held for someone under the name of Caleb Goode. I have a message for you from him."

Jonas stepped forward in interest. "What's the message?"

"It's a riddle. I hide near where the sky meets the seas, to find me you must follow this quick game of threes. One, go to where flames do not burn yet cause pain. Two, find me where the greedy always lose yet gain and three, tread the trail of the ones that were lost but found. This is how we will meet on common ground. Don't think too hard about what is within, if you do than I will surely win."

Jonas sighed and took out a pen and paper. "Do you mind repeating that? I have a feeling it's going to be a long day…"

(***)

"This is it," Liz lowered the picture she had in her hand and walked to the entrance of the museum.

"Allow me." Grant stepped forward and opened the door for Liz making her blush and Bex roll her eyes.

"Well isn't that so freaking cute?" Bex mumbled to herself as she followed Liz and Grant into the museum.

The trio walked down the main entrance before turning to the right and entering the section of the room dedicated to Greek myths. Lit up in the back of the dim room was the exhibit for Pandora's box.

"Okay, Zach said that there was a way to find the documents with the information we are looking for. It's supposed to be under this floor, so we need to have this room evacuated," Liz told them.

Grant nodded and pulled something out of his pocket. "I got it."

In a single fluid motion Grant raised his arm and sent something flying to the ceiling. Alarms blared through the room and the sprinklers began raining down water on everyone. "This should buy us some time, but just to make sure…"

Once the room was evacuated Grant took out a small pocket knife and tossed it at a red box by the door. As soon as it made contact with the box, big metal doors quickly shut trapping them in the room. The knife also hit part of the electric wiring, turning off the cameras and sensors.

"Now," Grant clasped his hands together, "let's find that room."

(***)

Cammie stood in her hotel room, perfecting her outfit in the mirror. She heard the door open behind her, but didn't turn around to see who had entered; she knew it could only be Zach.

She could see him smile through the mirror as he came up behind her and brushed her hair to one side. "Nice costume... Horrible book though."

"You read The Great Gatsby?" Cammie turned to face him, leaving no room between the two.

Zach smirked and took a step back from her. "There's a lot you don't know about me Gallagher girl."

"Thanks for reminding me of that fact. So what book character are you supposed to be?" She asked noticing that he was wearing the same attire he had on earlier.

Zach did a quick spin before taking a seat on Cammie's bed. "Zachary Goode."

"Zach, last time I checked you weren't in any books," She pointed out.

He shrugged. "Who knows? Maybe one day you'll be reading about me."

She smiled at the comment and inserted the comms unit in her ear before picking up her purse. "What's the plan?"

"We are going to go to a party… and we're going to have a good time," He answered.

Cammie raised an eyebrow at the statement and took out her comms unit. "I thought you said-,"

"I lied. This, my dear Cammie, is a date. The one I have owed you for so long, so don't say anything and let's have a good time. Who knows it may end in a kiss? Well… that is if the clock doesn't strike twelve. You don't want your carriage to turn back into a pumpkin, do you?"

Cammie didn't know what to say in response, so she settled on a simple smile and a glimmer of happiness in her eyes.

Zach stood up and walked over to the girl. He took her hand in his and allowed himself to lean forward for a kiss.

It was unlike the other kisses they had shared. This one wasn't rushed or hard or forceful; it was slow and passionate like they had all the time in the world. Cammie could feel a spark go off in her mind, lighting a fire that filled her whole body and before she knew it Zach had her pressed up against the wall, the only things on her mind his lips, his tongue, and his hands, but then he pulled away.

"I usually like to save the fun for the fourth date, but it seems like you just can't resist me," Zach teased.

Cammie rolled her eyes and smacked his shoulder. "Zach-,"

"Shh," he cut her off with another quick kiss and pulled her towards the door. "It's time for us to go."

Cammie sighed and allowed herself to be dragged away by Zach knowing fully well that she was in for a night of excitement and for once… she was okay with that.

"You're lucky you're cute," she told him.

Zach faked a gasp and looked back at her. "I knew you only liked me for my body."

Cammie rolled her eyes and got on the motorcycle Zach had bought earlier before wrapping her arms around him. "Shut up and drive."

"Quoting songs now, are we?" He joked.

"There's just no stopping you, is there?" She asked.

He smiled back at her and said, "Nope."

And then they rode off into the night.

AN: I promise to have the next chapter up as soon as I can, but I have such a busy schedule with school. Hopefully, I'm able to finish this story. Please review, favorite, and subscribe if you liked it! Reviews make people update quicker! Sorry for the mistakes!

-Karina