DISCLAIMER: I do not own a thing (unfortunately). All credit goes to Ally Carter.

Author's Note: This song-fic is dedicated to one of my closest friends, Jonathan Fong. It's my way of saying "Thank You".

This song-fic is based on all the Zammie moments in the Gallagher series. There are some scenes in the story that wasn't part of the books. Based on the song Thank You by Charice.

Thank You

Cammie's POV:

The say when you find love,

You better hold on,

You gotta keep it,

Close to you…

I kissed him to stop him from trying to convince me to stay behind. This was one risk I definitely wouldn't have him taking alone. I could feel his hands gripping my waist tightly, but I had no wish for him to loosen it.

But you gotta give love,

If you gonna get love,

And you will know when,

Love's found you…

I felt the pressure of his warm hands on my shoulders. He was offering me his jacket for warmth. I closed my eyes as the pressure was lessened. His exchange was the single gesture I've been hoping he would act with that would win my heart over.

So I…

Just wanna thank you for,

All…

You have done…

I pleaded for him not to as he met my gaze. He only aimed for the box that marked 'WARNING: EXPLOSIVES' and mouthed the last words I did not want to hear. "Good-bye"

* * * Chorus #1 * * *

I ran through the tunnels, further away from the screams, the flames, from them, from him.

Gave me strength when I had none at all,

Gave me hope when I was running low,

Showed me how to make it through and,

For everything you know I thank you…

I wiped the tears from my eyes. I couldn't think about my losses now, I had to survive this; he wanted me to survive this.

You believed when I'd no reason to,

You were there when I needed you…

Oh…

And I just want to thank you…

I just want to thank you…

I lay on my hospital bed, barely moving, thinking about him. He was gone. He wasn't coming back this time. The one guy I would ever be allowed to love again was gone.

I could imagine,

A world without you,

Facing the hard times,

All alone…

I felt my vision being blurred. I could hear footsteps coming towards my door. I shut my eyes to fool my visitor into thinking I was still asleep. I felt a gentle and familiar hand stroke the edge of my face.

"I'll be right back, baby girl,"

Mom hesitated before she took her hand away. I heard her tiptoe to the door, open it silently and close it with a soft thud. I opened my eyes and sat up. The pain was unbearable, but it wasn't because of my scars or dislocated shoulder. I was in pain because I was alone, all alone. During the time I needed them the most, they had left me.

It'd be a cold world,

I'd be a lost girl,

If I didn't have you,

Close to home…

I couldn't help it, my thoughts drifted back to him and the overwhelming agony it brought with it.

So I…

Just wanna thank you for,

All…

You gave up…

* * * Chorus #2 * * *

I was standing on the rooftop again, surrounded by my sisters, but this time, we were not alone. The Blackthorne Boys surrounded us in a good way, they all knew what was at stake and they were prepared to sacrifice everything they had to make sure our team was victorious.

I stood there looking directly at him. His eyes stood out against the pitch-black sky. I had spent all this year trying to figure out his species, but I was no closer to it than scientist discovering a cure for leukemia or breast cancer. I knew I had to trust his kind, just for now, for just enough time to win this battle. So I let him strap me in and jumped alongside of him. For the second time this year, I was momentarily flying.

Gave me strength when I had none at all,

Gave me hope when I was running low,

Showed me how to make it through and,

For everything I wanna thank you...

I was in D.C for the Presidential Campaign Party, but nothing about it seemed like a party. My aunt lay on the gravel bleeding, slowing fading away. I cried, I screamed, I struggled my way back but he wouldn't let go. Instead, he was clenching my wrist and dragging me further from her. I could see my mother pushing Macey away from Abby's body; she was begging her sister not to leave her.

He turned me around to face him. I could see the desperation in his eyes. He wanted this to have a happy ending, but he knew as well as anyone that a spy's life never had a happy ending.

You believed when I had given up,

Carried me and I was lifted up…

Oh…

I just wanna thank you…

I just wanna thank you…

Oh…

I was sitting in the back of a limo, ready to be escorted back to the academy. But this didn't feel safe or pleasant, it felt wrong and it made me feel…empty.

Oh, I'll be stranded,

I'd be nowhere,

Million miles away from all I know…

Oh…

I stood by my CoveOps professor's doorway, watching my mom doze on his lap. Mr. Solomon was her last living memory of dad and she wasn't going to lose him when she had a choice.

He was standing right behind me. We hadn't talked or made eye contact since the incident in the Blackthorne tunnels, but he was safe behind me. That's all I needed to know.

But you were there to keep me grounded,

I counted on you,

You brought me home…

Oh…

* * * Chorus #1 * * *

I sat in his arms, tangled in my sheets, and cried. He held me close without a word and he didn't let go. He kissed the top of my head and stroked my hair until I could look up at him. He kissed me.

Gave me strength when I had none at all,

Gave me hope when I was running low,

Showed me how to make it through and,

For everything you know I thank you…

He led me through the tunnels, leading me to the danger that lay ahead. He looked so strong, so confident but he wasn't anymore sure that we'd win the war as I was. But still, he believed that we were strong enough, that we would live through this and that was enough for me.

You believed when I'd no reason to,

You were there when I needed you…

Oh…

And I'm still standing here,

I just wanna thank you…

I just wanna thank you…

I stood in the morning air looking at him, searching his eyes for any lies or secrets. He was wearing that smirk I missed so much. We were both standing there in the old pigeon breeding quarters, alive and well, still breathing. I was standing in the fresh morning air, looking at him. I was looking at Zach…and smiling.

Thank you, Thank you, Thank you

I just wanna thank you

(Just wanna thank you)

I just wanna thank you

I just wanna thank you

(just wanna thank you)

Thank you guys…

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