Rainbow Roses: Pink Rose

The Pink Rose is toned down symbol of love. Six roses of any color signify a need to be loved.

Cameron Ann Morgan stood by a window in one of the towers of the Gallagher Academy mansion. She stared out into the purple-peach sunset, not much of a thought going through her mind. The only thing she knew was the repetitive mantra of he'll be back soon.

Who was this mysterious person? It was none other than Cammie's sort of love interest, the cryptic Zachary Goode. And he was on some covert operation that he refused pointblank to tell Cammie about…and he was late. Zachary Goode is never late. It was all the more reason for Cammie to be worried.

He could end up like her father, who disappeared for years before getting a lucky break and escaping. He could end up compromised and get locked up or worse. Cammie refused to let such thoughts kill the small hope that flickered inside of her, telling her that Zach was merely running a little late and nothing else.

She missed Zach. The realization shocked Cammie. Who knew she'd miss that annoying boy with his smartass smirk? Cammie certainly didn't anticipate it, but here she was, worrying her butt off over him.

The sky had darkened by now. The once pastel-colored sky had darkened to a deep midnight blue. The stars glittered like tiny gems in the sky and the full moon flared its milky light through the tower window, casting Cammie in a silvery glow. Cammie would describe this as a romantic setting—the kind where she would find her mother dancing slowly with her father kind of setting…

Her mother…Rachel Morgan had recently been reunited with her husband. Cammie knew considering she had been the one to hunt him down and bring him back, escaping with only a long scar on her left arm.

Cammie remembered the day she returned, slightly bedraggled and so very relieved to be home. Solomon had taught her to remember every detail. And she did. Cammie remembered everything from the color of her father's shirt to the shocked expression of her mother and her teachers and her friends. And most of all, Cammie remembered every minute detail of Zach—his alarmed face, the tension in his limbs as he approached her and the warmth he provided when he embraced her.

Oh, how this Gallagher girl did miss her supposed lover. Everything she thought off eventually brought her back to the subject and situation of Zachary Goode.

"Gallagher girl."

Awesome. Now Cammie was even hearing his voice in her head. She groaned quietly. She had better get some sleep or she'd be hearing things the next day too.

"Ignore me, why don't you?" Zach's voice teased her. "Did you miss me?"

Cammie lifted her head and turned from the window. "Zach? Is that really you?"

Zach quirked an eyebrow and smirked. "What kind of question is that, Gallagher girl? Have you been dreaming about me while I've been gone?"

Cammie crossed her arms with a little pout. "Don't flatter yourself, Goode."

"So you've been hallucinating? Did you see the doctor or whatnot?"

"I'm not clinically ill, Goode!" Cammie raised her hand to smack him.

Zach flinched. "Hey! You are going to seriously hurt me one day."

"I know." She hit him.

"Ouch. Why are you so moody this fine day?" Zach asked, while rubbing his now sore arm.

Cammie stalked over to him and said, "You were late." She poked him in the chest. "And you're never late."

Zach held up his hands in mock-defeat. "Well, it does take time to break into Gallagher's."

"You know that I know that you don't need to break in anymore. You're totally welcome at any time!" Cammie retorted sharply. "And when you're late, something must've happened. What should I think? You could have been compromised. Captured for all I know!"

"Calm down, Gallagher girl!" Zach caught Cammie's hands and forced them by her side. He looked directly into her every-changing eyes. "I had to get something before I got back, okay? The mission went as planned. Nothing was out of place."

"Get what? You promised before you left that you'd come back right after to see me."

"This." Zach let go of his girlfriend's wrists and stooped down to pick up a bundle from the ground. He presented the wrapped bouquet to Cammie. "Six pink roses for you."

"What? Roses?" Cammie said surprised. She accepted the flowers graciously. "Why did you get me roses? You could have easily got them later and came straight here."

"Because I know you missed me as much as I missed you. Six roses to show that I missed you and I need you love me." Zach answered quietly.

"Why pink?" asked Cammie quietly. "Red is the color of love."

"Because red didn't seem to match the occasion as well. Pink is a symbol for love…just toned down a bit. Besides, you seem to be more of a pink rose kind of girl." Zach slid his arm around Cammie's waist.

Cammie curled her lips into a small smirk. "You have no idea what you're talking about, do you?"

"Nope. Not the slightest. What do I know about flowers? I'm a guy."

Cammie lightly slapped him. "Sexist much?"

"You know you love me."

Cammie glanced down at the pink roses with a sweet smile. "Yeah, I know I do." She added after a moment, "They're perfect."

"Good," Zach whispered and lightly kissed her cheek.

Cameron Morgan + Zachary Goode

A/N: Updated! Le gasp! I updated in a day…(well 25 hours. I'm an hour late, but whatever.) Pink was the new color, can you guess the one after that?

~Flurryfox