Hey guys, so this is chapter two. I haven't gotten very many reviews yet, so I'm probably going to take a little break unless I just get like an avalanche of reviews saying you can't wait. However, I doubt that will happen, so I may just put this project off for a while. Please please please read and review anyway! I love hearing what you guys have to say, and any questions that people have. So here you go, hope you like it!

P.s. I don't own anything! All credit of characters and quotes from this and the last chapter go to Ally Carter.

"Zach," she breathed.

"How's life been, Gallagher Girl?"

"Oh you know, constantly on the run. Always putting people I love in danger. Same as always." Cammie replied with a shrug. She felt her heart skip a little faster as she looked at his face through the darkness. He looked at her with an expression she couldn't quite read. It may have just been the moonlight casting shadows, but she could have sworn she actually saw concern on Zach's face.

"Cammie, seriously. How are you holding up?"

Cammie looked down at the sand, feeling the familiar sting of tears as guilt and fear washed over her. A warm, rough hand pulled her chin up, and she looked into his eyes, desperately searching for answers she knew she would never find. Zach pulled her in, feeling her shake a little as she sobbed softly.

"Don't worry Gallagher Girl, we're gonna get through this."

The lights in the kitchen of the beach house flickered on, casting a comforting glow over the room. Cammie walked over to the pantry to grab some coffee beans. "Can I get you anything? Coffee? Tea? " She asked.

"Uh, coffee please."

Cammie put the coffee on to brew, and walked over to where Zach was sitting at the bar. "So what brings you here, Blackthorne Boy? How did you even find me?"

"That's not important. I just want to know where you've been. I haven't seen you since, well, since that night with the pigeons." Zach said, looking vacant, as if he was remembering the events of that day.

Cammie sighed, frowning slightly, remembering her journey with her friends over that past few weeks, running from location to location. Everyone thought that the friends were just on a road trip, a fun vacation, but truthfully the girls were afraid to stay anywhere too long. They would stay somewhere for a few days, maybe even a week or two, but the moment something got suspicious, it looked like someone was following them or anything seemed out of place, they moved on. The beach house had to be at least the fourth of fifth safe place they had stayed at.

"You've been running this whole time, haven't you?" Zach whispered. Cammie nodded softly. He ran his fingers through his hair irately. "This is all my fault," he groaned. "If it wasn't for my mother, you wouldn't have a reason to run."

"Zach, please don't blame yourself." Cammie said, leaning closer. He looked up into her eyes, and suddenly it was like the air around them was supercharged with electricity. He moved in to kiss her when suddenly the buzzer on the coffee pot went off, letting them know the coffee was ready. The two spies jumped apart, suddenly very embarrassed and self conscious.

"I'll, um, get the coffee." Cammie mumbled quickly. Zach leaned back, silently cursing the coffee buzzer. "How do you take your coffee?" She asked over her shoulder.

"Black, 2 sugars." He called back. Cammie brought the coffees over to the bar, and sat down on one of the polished stools.

"I don't know what to do, Zach." She sighed, looking down at her mug. "I can't keep putting Liz and Bex and Macey in danger. It's not healthy for any of us to be constantly running like this, but if any of us have to suffer, it's just going to be me."

"I know," Zach said. Cammie looked up, shocked.

"You do?"

"Yes. Cammie, how long have we known each other?" he asked.

"Uh, I don't know, it's been a few years. Why?" She said suspiciously.

"It may only be a few years, but Cammie, I'm a spy. I learn to read people quickly. I know you almost as well as you know yourself. And I know that no matter how awful, how terrible, how life changing the consequences may be, you will always put the people you love first." He said with a smirk. Cammie sat there staring at him, slack-jawed, amazed how well he could read her. She shook her head, and composed her face. "You may think you know me Zach, but the truth is, you have no idea." She said with a look of sadness, and with one final glance over her shoulder, she ran back outside into the darkness of the night.

He found her on the roof.

He climbed up to see her gazing dejectedly out at the stars. "Hey," he said quietly.

"Look Zach, I—"

"No, you look, Cammie. You may think I don't know what you're going through, but trust me, I do. Do you honestly think I enjoy seeing my mom hunt the girl I love?"

"Love?" Cammie asked in disbelief. Zach suddenly almost looked shy. Zachary Goode is not shy.

"Yeah, well." Zach mumbled, looking down at his hands. Cammie scooted closer to Zach and reached for his hand. When they touched, her hand felt like someone had just shocked her, and judging by the look on Zach's face, he had just felt the same thing. Their eyes connected and the rest of the world seemed to fall away as Zach closed the space between them and kissed her on the lips. It started out sweet, but then it took on a new edge. It was just as intense as their kiss in the pigeon house, if not more so. Finally, they broke apart for air, but they did not let go. They clung to each other for dear life, as if they had nothing left but each other, and if they let go they would not survive. They held on, because at that moment they both knew that the entire world could be dissolving around them and as long as they were together they would not notice.

There you go. Sorry for the sappy ending, I just couldn't resist. Please review, and tell me what you want to see more of in the next few chapters. More Zammie? More action? I'm kind of at a stop in the plot, so if you guys want to see more of anything, just let me know.