Hello fellow fan fiction readers! I have received lots of good reviews and you guys are soooo awesome and sweet! So for return I give you this chapter! Ok, so it's not THAT special of a gift, but I hope you like it!
I DON'T OWN THE GALLGHER GIRL SERIES.
Normal didn't last very long. After me and Bex had lunch at a local tea & biscuit cafe, we continued toward the airport. Bex said that her mom had already packed for us and it waiting at terminal 7, where our flight will take off at precisely 4:42. Well, technically it said 4:30 on the website, but there's boarding time, checking passports, and that old lady who's always 5 minutes late, and don't forget that kid who always leaves his DS back in the waiting area. So add that together, I would say the earliest would be 4:42, of course you never know, so maybe I should add in 5 extra minutes just for good measure-
"Cammie!" Bex startled me.
"Yes Bex?"
"Are you measuring out those crazy time situations in your head again?" Shit. How did she know me so well?
"No..." It was a horrible lie, and she knew it.
"Seriously Cam, we're on vacation! Can you stop thinking like a spy for one second?"
But I am a spy...I thought but didn't dare say aloud. Truthfully, I wish I could stop being a spy for just a little while, but it's not like those COC agents are giving me a time off.
"Cam, are you okay?" I glanced at Bex, and saw worry in her eyes.
"Yeah, I'm fine." And for the first time in a long time, I meant it. After all, I'm going back to Gallagher, my home for as long as I could remember, where I will be with all my friends and my mother. It'll be normal, I'll have fun, and most importantly, I'll be safe.
~ZC~
I was wrong. Things didn't go back normal, I didn't get to go back to Gallagher, and I absolutely wasn't safe.
When me and Bex arrived at the airport at 3:37, we quickly got our bags from , said goodbye and went to go through security. But as the line slowly got shorter in front of us, I sensed something that wasn't right. But I decided to ignore it, after all, it's probably my imagination going wild again. But just as the officer reached me, I sensed it again, the tingles on the back of my neck, the uneasy feeling going through me, and no, it's not the metal detectors I just went through. Then I felt it, eyes, on me, all around me. They were hard to see through the crowd at first, but easy to spot once you put your mind on it, the familiar faces soon popped up. The man who bought coffee in the cafe we were just in, the lady in the street corner on the phone, the young couple who were buying ice cream 10 minutes ago are now standing in line behind me, wearing jumpsuits and sneakers. 10 minutes ago, they were wearing suits.
I tried to get Bex's attention without attracting more, but she was busy flirting with the security guard. Typical Bex. I "accidentally" dropped one of my bags on Bex's foot, and she finally realized that something was indeed up. She picked up the bag, pretended to be mad at me, as we walked in to the washroom.
"What's wrong?" Bex asked the second we stepped through the door,
"We have tails." I watched Bex's expression turn from confusion, to a smile. A SMILE!
"Bex do you not get it? We are being tailed!"
"If you're talking about the dude who bought coffee with us, his name is Jason, he's a family friend. My dad probably sent him to look after us."
"Did your dad also send the lady on the phone, and the the couple?" Bex's face slowly transformed in to a panicked expression.
"That's what I thought," I huffed.
"What are we going to do?"
I stared straight ahead, I couldn't go back to Gallagher with tails, that would put the whole school in danger! I loved everyone too much to do so, suddenly, I knew what I had to do.
"Bex, can I borrow your cellphone?"
She didn't hesitate in passing me her purple blackberry. I took it and dialed my mom, trying my hardest to put on my calm voice.
"Hello, Rachel Morgan speaking. What's up Bex?" I was thinking about how my mom knew it's from her before I even spoke when I remembered that caller ID wasn't exactly a spy technology.
"Hi mom, it's actually Cammie."
"Oh hi Cam! Are you okay? Bex told me about what happened."
"Yeah, I'm fine. Listen mom, I was wondering if I could stay at London a little longer," I watched Bex's eyes widen as she mouthed WHAT ARE YOU DOING? before I shushed her.
"Why?" My mom asked,
"Well, you see I don't really want to go back to Gallagher just yet. And we already fought off most of the COC, so they probably won't attack in a while. Plus they probably think that we're in the US already. And I promise to stay with Bex 24/7 and her parents will keep me safe just fine. Please mom?"
I couldn't remember the last time I begged my mom for something, but it seemed appropriate right now.
I heard my mom sigh, "Fine, but promise to be careful. And call me the second something comes up."
"I promise I will mom, thanks, and don't worry. We'll be just fine." That was the last thing I said before I heard a click.
"WHY DID YOU DO THAT?" Bex screamed so loud a little girl started crying beside her, her mom calmed and cooed her while giving us a death glare.
"Quiet down will you? Listen, you know all those tails out there? We can't lead them back to Gallagher, they'd find a way to destroy everything for sure. And we can't risk it for everyone." I saw Bex soften as she realized that I was right.
"Hey, you know you could go back if you want to. The COC's after me, not you."
She seemed appalled by this, "Ditch you in London all by yourself with an evil organization after you and leave me out of the action? You have got to be kidding me. Plus, if I went back, your mom would surely suspect something. We're best friends, no more then that," She stared in to my eyes, "We're sisters. And we stick together, no matter what."
I seriously felt like crying just then, and we probably would have shared a totally mushy moment if it wasn't for the group of men in black that stood outside the bathroom door. I didn't have time to realize what was happening before the one in the middle punched me in the stomach.
~ZC~
The fight went on, but even though we were Gallagher girls, we couldn't have beaten 17 adult agents if Jonas and Grant didn't show up out of no where and help us out, along with a couple other boys I recognized from Blackthorne. But I couldn't find Zach, where was he? I know for a fact that he's in London, why wasn't he with his classmates? My thoughts about Zach were cut off by a foot that kicked me hard to the side, and a pair of strong arms that caught me before I fell, and dragged me in to a corner.
The man wore a mask. But I knew it was Zach. I just knew. Sure enough, it was his green eyes that I saw when he took off his mask. But instead of the sparkle that usually took place in the emerald pool, there was a hardness I only saw once before in a tiny train compartment in Philadelphia. He was angry at me, no he was furious. Because last time, I was in serious danger of being caught. This time, I am. And as for danger? I think the bruise forming on my face explains for itself.
"I thought you were leaving. Your plane already left." I thought about telling him the plan, and trusting him. But I didn't know if I could.
"It did? Oh shoot! Now we'll have to wait for the next one."
But Zach wasn't easily fooled, he grabbed my shoulders, forced me to look in his stone cold eyes, and repeated himself, "Why didn't you go?"
Now look who's asking questions, "I can't tell you Zach." I was mocking him, and he wasn't happy about it.
"Ok, I won't ask you why you're not leaving, I won't even bother to ask you why you're staying, but I'm telling you, as a warning and as a plea, to go back to Gallagher, where you'll be safe. You promised me." His voice softened at the last bit, and I really wanted to tell him, but his eyes darted toward the fight for a second and realization flashed across his mind, "If it's because of the circle, I promise. Trust me. I will take care of it and they won't follow you, and you'll be safe. The Gallagher Academy would be safe too."
"You seem to make a lot of promises Zach, and you seem to ask for my trust a lot too, but you've never given me a good reason to why I should trust you."
He sighed in defeat, " I know I can't make you trust me, and I know I haven't really done anything to prove myself trust-worthy, but I do care about you. And I want more then anything for you to be safe."
Those words affected me in a way no words ever did, did he just say he liked me back? Or didn't he? I can't believe that I'm seriously wondering how Zach felt about me when the safety of my life was at risk.
"I believe you. And I want you to be safe too, but I can't go back to Gallagher, not yet. I, I have to do something."
"What?"
"I have to find out why the COC is after me, and I have to stop them."
I began to walk away, but his voice, or rather what he said, stopped me.
"I'm coming with you."
I heard the words, but I didn't understand.
"What?"
"I said, I'm coming with you. Look, the COC is serious. It's dangerous, and I'm not letting you infiltrate it by yourself."
"I'll have Bex with me."
"And Bex could totally defeat an evil organization."
"And you can?"
"Not by myself, but with Jonas, Grant, and a couple others, we might actually have a chance."
"And I'll try to call up Macey and Liz." Suddenly the idea doesn't seem so farfetched anymore, hope was slowly rising.
Zach smiled for the first time, "Deal. Let's go kick some major COC ass."
"One more question," Zach gave me one of those half nods that I took as "go ahead," "Why are you doing this? Putting yourself in danger, to help me."
"I need to keep you safe, since you won't give up, I might as well come along." His face became serious again as he said, "There is no way I'm losing another person I love."
~ZC~
Yes. He did just say that. And yes. He did mean it. I can just imagine your happy face...ahh the joy of being a writer. LOL.
I hope that you enjoyed this chapter, it's very dark. And have any of you ever listened to the song "Stuck in the moment" by Justin Bieber? I'm not a big bieber fan but I do have to say that the song might as well have been written for Zach and Cammie! Everything fits! Should I write a song-fic on it? Thoughts?
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