Okay, so from the poll (which was surprisingly low on people) this chapter will be in Zach's POV. But before you read the chapter, a few things.
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3) Adressing NatureGirl27's questions in her review. First, Cammie is hiding from and trying to take down the Circle. Second, I haven't seem much information on whether or not she has ridden horses before. So, I took it that way because it was necessary for the story. Sorry for the confusion.
And without further ado, Chapter 7!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Gallagher Girls series, I do own everything else.
My heart jolted when I saw Veronica start to freak out. Cammie held on tightly as Sierra, Trevor, and I rushed to help her, but we were too late. Cammie went crashing into the ground. I reached her just seconds later. I quickly picked her up and tried to comfort her, but the grimace on her face only grew. She hugged her left arm tightly, so I'm guessing she hurt that one. Sierra quickly began to examine Cammie's hurt arm. Suddenly Cammie's face tightened harder, and then she relaxed. She had passed out.
"We need to get her to a clinic. Now," Sierra instructed.
I only nodded and picked Cammie up. Everyone had stopped riding or doing what they were doing to see if Cammie was okay. Sierra quickly silenced them with known authority and made her way to the house. Trevor had caught Veronica with the help of some other stable hands. He was now walking beside us with a still skittish Veronica in tow. Cammie's head was drapped over my left arm, she still hadn't woken up yet. i guess it was for the best.
We reached the house and Sierra quickly disappeared. She reappeared moments later with her mother. She quickly ran over to me and looked at Cammie. She saw Cammie's swollen left arm and grimaced. She picked it up and began to feel around.
"I'm no doctor, but it feels broken. A really bad sprain would be out of reach. She hurt it bad," Mrs. Morris, I think it was, said.
Sierra quickly began explaining what had happened as we walked to the car. I looked down at Cammie. Her face was white as a sheet and her arm was swollen three times it's normal size. I could help her, I was taught to, but I couldn't do it without raising suspicion. It killed me to see her like this. I leaned down and kissed her pale forehead. What in the world had scared Veronica, wasn't she supposed to be a beginner's horse? Sierra came over to me and helped me put Cammie into the car. Trevor joined us just as we were pulling out.
I had Cammie laying on me from her seat, incase she woke up, I would be there. Sierra sat beside me, while Trevor was in the front with Mrs. Morris. I kept Cammie's arm as straight as possible, and tried to keep it still on the bumpy road. Sierra never took her eyes of Cammie, but she did speak.
"I saw what made Veronica freak."
My head whipped toward her. What? "What was it?"
She looked at me. "Well, more like heard it."
Heard it? "Well, what did you hear?"
"A high pitched noise. It was barely audible to me, but the horses heard it loud and clear."
I tilted my head. Now I was confused. "Two things. One, how could a high pitched noise made Veronica freak? And two, how could you hear it and me and Trevor couldn't?"
"First off, you know how dogs react to high pitched noises?"
I nodded.
"Same with horses, but at a different frequency," she explained. "The second one is hard to explain. Let's just say that my hearing has been...increased for various reasons."
No wonder Cammie is freaked out by this girl. She is just not human! Though, she may make a good spy with such stealth and hearing. Wonder what else she can do.
The rest of the car ride was silent until we reached the hospital. Cammie was still unconcious, so I had to carry her in. I didn't dislike it though, I liked the feeling of her in my arms, nowing that she was safe. I felt so bad that I hadn't been able to protect her when my mother tried to kill her. I just wanted to protect her, nothing more. Sierra never left my side, her eyes always on Cammie. Trevor never left Sierra's side. Funny, huh?
Mrs. Morris reported our problem to the clerk at the desk and had us put into a room. I was amazed at that they just put us in a room. Normally you wait for hours. I laid Cammie on the one bed that they had in there. Pulling a chair closer, I sat next to her bed and held her good hand. Sierra was on the other side of Cammie, sitting as well, Trevor was behind her, and Mrs. Morris sat in a chair near the door. Cammie still hadn't woken up. I was worried.
Sierra seemed to see my face. "She'll wake up soon, don't worry."
I gave her a grateful smile and turned back to Cammie. Her face was still pale, but gaining color. I brushed a piece of stray hair off her face and behind her ear. Her arm was red as a tomato and swollen to a ginormous size. I compared it to her other arm, it was nearly four times the size. My face fell, it wasn't looking good for Cammie. I stroked her hair, I felt so helpless. Here I was, a trained spy (or assasin, I spit at the word in my mind) and I couldn't help the one person who needed me. If I had only been faster, if only I had seen it coming, if only I had Sierra's hearing. I was kicking myself, until I noticed Sierra. She was crying.
"Sierra?"
Her head looked at me. Her green eyes expressed extreme sadness and...fear? I looked at her quizzingly. She shook her head and pointed to Trevor, who had his hands on her shoulders trying to calm her down. He looked down at me and his eyes said the same thing as Sierra's. What was up?
Trevor began to explain. "Five years ago, Sierra was in the exact same place as Cammie. She had fallen off a horse, done something to her arm, and gone unconsious. Scared her to death, wouldn't ride for nearly two this is bringing it all back, and not in a good way." Suddenly, Sierra stood up and started crying into Trevor's chest. He just stood there and stroked her back while she cried. Mrs. Morris took notice of this, but only nodded when she saw Trevor was caring for Sierra. Slowly, Trevor led Sierra out. Once they were gone, I focused on Cammie again. Her face had gained most of it's color back, but she was still unconsious.
We sat there, Mrs. Morris and I, for nearly an hour before the doctor came in. He seemed a little arrogant. I hope that I was reading him wrong.
"What happened here," he addressed Mrs. Morris.
She shrugged. "I wasn't there. Ask him," she said pointing to me.
The doctor gave a startled look, but then went back to looking professional. "Well, young man, what happened?"
I gave the whole story, but left out what Sierra had heard. Didn't really seem relevant in this situation. The doctor nodded when I was finished and went over to Cammie. He looked at the clipboard he had been holding and studied it for a moment and then wrote something on it. He studied Cammie a little more and then turned to me again.
"How long has she been unconsious?"
I calculated the amount in my head. "About two hours."
He nodded and then wrote it down on his clipboard. "Well, she isn't in the best position ever, but sheis pretty bad." He started to feel Cammie's arm. As soon as he touched her arm, she uttered a yelp and woke up. Her face was showed she was confused and scared. She noticed me and then relaxed.
"Hey, Gallagher Girl. You okay?"
She nodded. "What happened? Where am I?"
"You fell of Veronica and blacked out. Your at the hospital right now."
She nodded again and then noticed the doctor. "Umm...hello."
"Well, Mrs. O'Malley, you appear to have a hurt arm."
I was at first why he called her 'Mrs. O'Malley', then I remembered her cover name. I chuckled at remembering getting it, and I'm not disclosing how. Cammie again nodded and looked at her swollen arm. She gasped and then seemed to remember the pain. Her face turned to a grimace and the hand I was holding tightened. She uttered something unintelligable that sounded like, "Hurts like crazy."
The doctor seemed unconcered about Cammie's sudden burst of pain. I longed to roundhouse kick him, but was unable to because he spoke. "She will need an X-Ray. Her arm looks pretty bad."
No duh, I said in my head. Cammie had now blocked out most of the pain and was opening her eyes. I helped her up and filled her in as we followed the doctor to the X-Ray room. She spotted Sierra and Trevor in the waiting room and cast me a look. I only smirked and whispered, "Tell you later." She rolled her eyes and carried on. It was nice to know that she still had some of her personality right now. I couldn't imagine the amount of pain she was in.
We reached a room that had a lot of equipment in it, obviously for X-Raying. The doctor motioned for Cammie to lie down on a table. I helped her into a comfortable position. She smiled at me and it just lifted my soul. Funny how she can do that, but I smirked. Again she rolled her eyes, I knew the smirk made her crazy. The doctor suddenly appeared on the other side of Cammie and began fiddling with her arm. She screwed her eyes shut as the doctor moved her arm into place. I squeezed her hand to let her know I was there, and she squeezed back. I smiled at her affectionately, but knew that she couldn't see it. The doctor finally finished, and said to me, "I need you to leave now, young man. You cannot be in here at the time of the X-Ray."
I didn't want to leave Cammie. Not for a second, but I was convinced otherwise when she looked at me and said, "It's alright, go on. Don't want you to get in trouble."
I smirked and left.
I joined Trevor and Sierra out in the waiting room. Sierra was leaning on Trevor's shoulder, but seemed to be calmed down. She must of been tired after crying that much because she was asleep, despite it being about three in the afternoon. Trevor smiled at me when I sat down. I put my elbows on my knees and my head in my hands and sighed. Trevor gave a small chuckle.
"Hard, isn't it?"
I nodded.
"It was this way about Sierra too," he said. "So, I feel for ya."
"Thanks."
We were silent for a minute, then Sierra awakened.
"How's Maggie?"
Not missing a beat I said, "They're X-Raying her now."
She nodded and then leaned on Trevor's shoulder. Then shot up. I took me a second to realize why, she was embarrassed. Her cheeks flushed red and then she took her normal face again. Trevor gave a chuckle.
"You were crying like a baby," he teased.
She punched him in the arm. "Don't push it, but thank you."
"Your welcome."
She sighed deeply and then leaned back in her seat. She turned to me and asked, "Trevor told you?"
I nodded.
"Good. I just...can't live through it again," she whispered. Then even lower, she breathed, "Bo either."
Bo? Who was Bo? Old boyfriend maybe? I looked at Trevor, confused. He shook his head meaning don't ask. I nodded in understanding, touchy subject. I leaned back in my chair and just breathed. Mrs. Morris joined us a few minutes later. She looked like she wanted to say something, but didn't. The atmosphere became very anxious. Us, mixed in with all the other people's, made me twitchy. This was not a good place for a spy to be, undercover or not.
"Who is here for Maggie O'Malley?"
I looked up to see a nurse scanning the waiting room. We all stood and walked over to her. She motioned for us to follow and we walked with her, not saying anything. She led us to the X-Ray room and then left. We all walked in to see it was dark. Once our eyes adapted, we could see Cammie on the same table. The doctor was examining the photographs, they didn't look good.
He finally noticed us and turned. "Ah, good, there you are. Now, Mrs. O'Malley has a fractured wrist. Not the worst case I've seen, but it is bad," he explained. He then began pointing at the pictures. "Here we can see she has split the bone about half way through about four inches from her wrist. She's lucky she didn't go all the way through, it might of required surgery."
I winced and moved toward Cammie. Her arm was still bulging and I longed for him to start fixing it. I couldn't bear to see her like this. She smiled, trying to hide the pain, but it came out more of a grimace. I stood behind her and gripped her shoulders, reassuring her. She placed her good hand on my right one and tilted her head back to smile at me. I smirked, she rolled her eyes. She was back.
The doctor now led us to a different room that had a lot of wraps and salves in it. He had Cammie sit down on a table (again) and started to get materials. Once he had them all, he instructed Cammie on how to hold her arm so that he could wrap it correctly. She nodded and he began. He had a nurse come in and help him. He applied cotton, a sweat resistant wrap, and then the actual tight wrap. Cammie winced more than once and I wished I could help her other than hold her good hand. Trevor, Sierra, and Mrs. Morris stood aside, watching the process. Soon Sierra sort of dazed off and her eyes clouded. Trevor noticed this immediately and took her out. Mrs. Morris followed.
Half an hour later, Cammie and I came out. She had a full arm cast wrapped in white. So spy like, inconspicuous. Mrs. Morris paid the bill and then we went back to the house. Cammie was bombarded with questions from Sierra, I have no idea why. Trevor and I were silent the whole ride. When we got back it was nearly six and Abby was freaked out. She came running out of the house and began asking questions and scolding us for not bringing her along. I rolled my eyes and then went into the house. I took Cammie to her room. She gave me a looked that said, "How do you know which room is mine?"
I smirked and led her in. I had to get back to my own job so I leaned down, gave her a quick peck and left. I closed the door behind me and ran into Sierra. She was smiling wiht giddiness. I rolled my eyes and brushed passed her. She quickly entered Cammie's room and closed the door. I said goodbye to Mrs. Morris and Trevor and then headed back, reluctantly.
Okay, that chapter is done. Well, just to say, I am late on it because I burned my hand (not even a first degree, so don't worry), and it burned like fire for hours! But, I had to get this chapter done. Not the most exciting chapter I wrote, but some Zammie. So, did you love it, like it, hate it? Tell me! Review! I love to hear from you guys, even if your anonymous. I also need some ideas for Chapter 8, so might take a while. Sorrel14, over and out.
