This just a one-shot of what Cammie would say at Zach's funeral.
It's set at about a week since he died and is in 3rd person POV
We watched as she walked to the podium, head held high. When she stopped, she cleared her throat and looked around at the people in the church.
"Most of you know me as the Chameleon, a legacy, the best Morgan spy to walk the halls at Langley. But I was something else to Zach. To him, I was just Cammie, his Gallagher girl. There was no expectation, no assumption; He loved me for who I was and wanted nothing else. There was no worrying about the past, just hoping for the future."
A single tear rolled down her cheek.
"We both knew that someday, one of us might not come home. And in a way, we thought we had both prepared ourselves for that. But now I'm standing up here and I have no semblance of an idea of what to do. When I first found out about his death, I was angry. I set out for revenge on his killer. But when I got that revenge, all I was left with was a question. How are you supposed to keep going, when everything you know, and everyone you love, is falling down around you?"
"In the week I've had that running through my head, I've come up with an answer: You can't. At least not like you used to. I guess to some extent, you have to keep going. Because that's life. Unless you kill yourself, life will carry out its plan for you and force you to get through every day. Force you to take it minute by minute."
"I've been stopped by many people this past week, who tell me that they admire my strength, my courage, to get through this. Trust me, I haven't been strong. I can't tell you often I've done something, like wash the dishes, which Zach and I used to do together, and break down crying for an hour. Or looked at a picture of us, and destroyed a room in my house. Or how many times I've looked at the pistol on my bedside table, and thought about ending this pain. But I can't. Because Zach wouldn't want me to."
"After my ordeal with the Circle, and his mother, he taught me how to love again, he broke down my walls. He made me who I am today; he taught me that there is always happiness behind sadness. And I will never forget him, and I will never love anyone the way I loved him. Because of what he's taught me, I know I'll get through this someday, with help from my friends and family. And I know I'll be happy again. How do I know?"
She pointed to herself and said, "Spy." She smiled, as she thought of how Zach would do the exact same thing.
She stepped down from the podium and made her way to the casket. She stopped with her hand on the casket, and whispered words that even the best spy couldn't have heard.
With tears on her cheeks, she bent down and kissed the closed casket with the American Flag over the top. And without another word, she turned around and walked out the church, without looking back.
Goodbye My Lover
Goodbye my friend
You have been the one
You have been the one for me
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