Zach and I managed to safely get back to our rooms unnoticed. That's when the interrogation began. Not from Bex, Macey, or Liz; it was ate and they were all asleep. It was from Chuck.

"So, did lover boy show you a good time?" he asked.

"You have no idea" I smiled, speaking softly so not to wake anybody.

"Awww…Camster's in love!" he teased.

"Oh, shut it, will ya?" I asked as I closed the bathroom door, brush my teeth and change into a purple cami and black boy shorts. When I walked back out, Chuck was complaining of hunger, so I agreed to sneak him into the kitchen for the froot loops. I was a bit hungry myself.

"Hey Cam?" he asked.

"Yeah?"

"Did you know right away?"

"What you mean?" he asked.

"When Denny told you that I hadn't returned from my mission yet. Did you know I was dead?"

Denny was Chuck's best friend and fellow agent.

"Uh…yeah, I guess I did. I just assumed you were gone…like Daddy. Why do you ask?"

"I just…I feel really bad about all of this. You must've been really upset."

"No, I mean, I was upset for a while, but it wasn't so hard. I had practice." I lied.

"Cam, you don't have to lie to me. I can tell…..you're broken."

"Yeah, well…you're here now and that's all that matters." I said, wanting to change the subject.

"That's why you won't deal with the fact that you can see me and I'm dead, right?" he asked.

"Chuck, it's not a big deal?"

"Did you see dad after he died?" he asked.

"Well, no…but it's nothing."

"C'mon Cam! You're not fooling anyone but yourself!" he yelled, getting angry as we entered the kitchen.

"Why are you doing this? You obviously know why this is happening, so why are you asking me about it!"

"Because I can't tell you, that's not how it works!"

"Good because I don't want to know! Why can't you just let me have this!?"

"Because, it's not normal!"

"Well, I'm not a normal girl!" I said, throwing his box of froot loops at him as he shoved his bowl aside in anger.

"Aren't you at all worried?" he asked.

"No! I'm just grateful; because you're right I was broken! It killed me, Chuck! It killed me to know that you were never coming back, but now you're here! I can see you again! I'm not going to question that!" I yelled.

"Where are you going?" He asked as I headed to the door.

"I'm going to bed!" I yelled before throwing the door open, almost hitting Mr. Solomon in the face.

"Oh my god! Are you okay? I'm so sorry!" I apologized.

"I'm fine Miss Morgan. I think the question is whether you are okay. I heard yelling. Is someone in there?" he asked.

"Uh, no; I was sleepwalking" I said quickly, using his teachings to try and cover my lie.

"Well, that must've been some dream. Must've gotten you really upset. Well, at least it didn't affect your terrible lying skills." He grinned. "What's really going on here Mrs. Morgan?" he asked.

"Nothing, I'm just really not feeling well. I think I just need some sleep." I tried.

"Very well, I agree. You do look kind of pale. And" he put his hand on my forehead, "you feel pretty hot. Okay, you're sick. Go to bed. No classes for you tomorrow. I'll have the nurse check on you in the morning, and your friends can bring you your school work." He concluded. "Feel better Mrs. Morgan" he said, shooing me off to bed.

Once I reached my room I got in bed angry, knowing that because of previous events, the nightmares would visit me again tonight.