Disclaimer: Cameron is the only character I own. Willy Wonka and the other characters belong to Warner Bros.

Cameron couldn't wait to get to see her aunt and uncle. It had been nearly three years since she last saw them. Her mother had recently died and as much as she hated the old shrew, she still missed her along with her father who had died when she was only six. She hadn't known him as much as she would have liked but the few years she spent with him were the best years of her life. After he died her mom just kind of collapsed with him. She hardly spoke to Cameron at all after her father's death and when she did it was only to scold her. Not that her mother had been much of a talker before her father died, at least then she had not seemed to harsh. Her father's younger sister, Helen Bucket, was the only aunt she had ever met or known. Charlie, Mrs. Bucket's son, was one of Cameron's best friends. She had always adored the young boy. He was such a great kid. She had gotten along with Charlie and his family far better then she had gotten along with her mother.

Cameron had come to find her aunt not only to tell of her mother's death but to hopefully be welcomed into their small home until she could find a place of her own. She knew their house was small and she felt bad about asking them to let her stay. She didn't want to be a burden.

As she stepped off the bus and into the small crowd of pedestrians, snow gathered on her nose which she quickly wiped away because of its coldness. She pulled her jean jacket closer as the chilled breeze swept through the bus station. Her small gloves did nothing to protect her hands from the cold; she shoved them in her pocket to get them warmed before setting off to find a bed and breakfast for the night. It was late and she didn't want to wake the Buckets at this hour. Plus, Charlie had school tomorrow. As she went on her way she happened to walk by the large towering factory which belonged to no other then the famous Willy Wonka. She looked up as she passed and remembered the scramble for the golden tickets. From what she had seen by watching the TV all the golden tickets had been found except for the last one. She never heard who had gotten the last if anyone did. She sighed. She had always been fascinated by the place and made a point to walk by it when ever she visited, along with Charlie of course. They would always make up things about how it would look inside. 'I wish Charlie had gotten one of those tickets. He would have loved to see the inside.' She thought to herself. She made her way inside the small bed and breakfast and rented a room. She threw her large duffel bag onto the bed and quickly changed. She was tired from the bus ride and was more then happy to settle into the small but snug bed; closing her eyes before her head hit the pillow.

The next morning the sky was clear and was the brightest blue Cameron had ever seen. A thick coat of snow covered the ground and the sunlight reflected off the snow making it look like small crystals. Cameron quickly got dressed, grabbed her bag and made her way to where she knew Charlie's small house was. When she got there the house was gone.

"Could they have moved?" She asked herself. She hurriedly made her way to the nearby drug store to investigate.

The man behind the counter was plump with short brown hair and white apron over his uniform. The man gave her a small smile as she took a seat on one of the bar stools.

"What may I do for you miss?" He asked nicely.

"I was wondering if you know what happened to the Bucket family. They used to live in a small house just on the corner there." Cameron nodded toward the direction of the door. "I'm a relative and have come to visit." Cameron readjusted the bag over her shoulder. The man looked at her surprised; his bushy eyebrows going up into his forehead.

"You never heard?" He asked.

Cameron shook her head. "Heard what?"

"Charlie Bucket found the last golden ticket. He and his family now live in the factory with Mr. Wonka."

Cameron was speechless. So Charlie had found a golden ticket. She was amazed by his luck. He finally got something good in his life. A smile came to Cameron's face.

"I know; quite a surprise aye?" The man laughed shaking his head.

"How can I get in touch with them?" Cameron asked.

"Charlie and his father are the only ones I've seen come out of the factory since they moved in,but Charlie does sometimes come in here. If he comes in today I'll let him know you came by." The man offered.

"Yes please. Tell him that Cameron is in town. I'm staying at the small bed and breakfast down the street.

"Will do, miss?" The man nodded his head.

"Thank you so much." She said getting to her feet and walking back out into the now crowded street. People were already heading off for work. She only hoped Charlie would visit that drug store today.

A/N:

I know this chapter is short but more is to come. Thanks for reading and please review.