I was reading some Gallagher fics today and I know it's a pretty popular headcanon that Cammie is Joe's god-daughter (I can't remember if this is canon or not) x So I decided to write how he'd react to Zach, especially because Cammie doesn't have a dad to do this for her x Please read and review xx
When Zach woke up blind-folded and hand-cuffed to a chair, he wasn't really surprised.
Really. He wasn't.
In their line of work, it was practically part of your daily activities - and this was hardly his first kidnapping.
He quickly assessed all of the options - training exercise, Gallagher extracting revenge, actual kidnapping - and quickly realised that this was most likely a training exercise of some kind - these things happened a lot in Cove Ops.
The blind-fold was thick and successfully obscured his vision and there was a throbbing in his head that told him he had been knocked out, but not anywhere that was likely to be harmful to his health, giving further credence to his Cove Ops suspicion.
There wasn't even the sound of a single footstep before the blind-fold was whipped off and he found himself blinking in the brightness of the sudden light.
He cracked his neck, shifting uncomfortably with both his hand handcuffed behind him. The room was sparse and dusty, somewhere long forgotten in the bowels of The Gallagher Academy. Cammie was probably the only student to even knew where this was. A soft smile crossed his face at the mere thought of her, before he quashed it ruthlessly. Test or not, this was no time to get soppy. He could think on her later, but not when he was being 'kidnapped'.
He looked around again, taking in everything. Cobwebs spanned the walls, stretching across the corners, and plaster was flaking off, falling from the walls to form little piles. A single hole in the wall, barely wide enough for a pencil. Flickers of yellow paint spotted up one wall and the naked light-bulb swinging ominously over his head.
And Mr Solomon, standing tall in the far corner, hidden by the shadows.
"Mr Goode." He tone was cold and impersonal as he moved closer. Solomon was being unusually unfriendly, even for him. Most of the time he was pretty laid back - towards Zach at least. But today he was looking at Zach as though he'd turned traitor, with a deep look of something in his eyes that reminded Zach that Mr Solomon was not only his teacher, but a damn good spy. And one he would not want to anger if he valued his life.
"Training exercise?" He asked, leaning backwards casually to reach his hands. He knew the façade was useless, but it was liable to win him bonus points.
"Not quite."
Zach paused in the motion of removing his handcuffs.
"Was there any particular reason you felt the need to kidnap me in the middle of the night then?"
Solomon didn't answer, instead looking deep into Zach and seeming to not know what he'd found.
"Did you know that Cammie was my god-daughter, Mr Goode?"
No he didn't, but that did explain rather a lot...
Like this, for example.
"No Sir," Zach replied.
Solomon frowned slightly, as though unimpressed. Sloppy he seemed to think.
Already suspecting the answer, considering the line of questioning, he asked again. "Why am I here Sir?"
Mr Solomon looked at him intensely. "Cammie is practically family. If you break her heart, I will find you and break you."
Zach couldn't help but gulp, freezing in the motion of removing the handcuffs yet again. Normally he wasn't intimidated, but this was Mr Solomon, whom he'd seen in action. He didn't want to go up against that.
So instead he answered honestly, even if it was only for once. "If I did that Sir, I have a feeling there would be a lot of people in line. And Cammie herself would be at the top of the list." He finally released the handcuffs, letting them fall to the floor. The quiet crash echoed in the silence.
The corner of Solomon's mouth twitched up, the smile almost more frightening that the interrogation. "That she would."
Zach smirked softly, less cocky than usual, and vanished out of the door.