Chapter 1: Cammie's pov.
I touch my belly and notice how rounded it is, for the first time. Zach is off on a mission of course, as always. He's never home anymore and I'd known that I was pregnant for a long time, but it hadn't mattered much until now, that my tummy looks like a beach ball.
I close my eyes and let my head hang back on the chair. He'd said that he would be back in a week, but he'd been gone for three. It still scared me.
There was a sound and I got up to check what was going on in the kitchen. I was the only person home.
"Hello Cameron," a voice I'd never hoped to ever hear again said. I stood stiff and stricken.
"Catherine," I acknoleged her. "I thought you were_"
"Dead?" She laughed. "I obviously am not dead Cameron. You can trust me on that," she laughed.
"What do you want from me?" I hissed. My hand went behind her back, grabbing for the gun that sat behind me. But it was gone.
"You didn't really think that I would let you get a hold of a gun. Sweetheart, I'm not as naive as you," she laughed. I backed up, my back touching the table.
"What are you here for?"
"I never liked you much Cameron. So we're going to show my son how angry I am with him for leaving me to die there like that and you're the perfect way. He really does love you Cammie, that's why i have to hurt you, now you're going to come with me and you're going to go willing ly or I shoot you in the belly and my grandchild dies."
I walked slowly and felt the gun pressed to my back, tears running down the sides of my cheeks as I got in the car and she drove away with me inside.