A/N Quick update yes I know! I love writing this, I'm so in the mood for this! My other stories will be updated in due course I just want to get a little bit further with this. I doubt we're halfway (but who know's even I don't know the full story arc yet!). Have fun reading, I really really really do appreciate reviews! They make SAT revision so much easier!

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"Cam. Don't you think we could tell Professor Buckingham about this?" Bex said, the worry was evident in her voice.

"No." I replied simply.

I knew Bex, who was usually totally for his type of thing, was only questioning it because she was worries about my safety. However things had changed now, I was desperate to know what the hell was going on.

"Okay then." She whispered and followed me in to the darkness of the tunnel.

We were no more than 3 metres into the passageway when something happened that reminded me why I haven't used this particular passageway to get out on the mansion since I was thirteen.

"Get it off me!" Bex yelped.

I felt for her in the thick darkness. "What is it?" I hissed.

"There's a spider on my arm." She whimpered.

Yes, the girl that once broke a senior's arm in P&E when she was an eigth grader was wimpering over a spdier. I rolled my eyes.

"It's dark Bex, how do you know it's a spider?

"I can feel it! Cam please can you..." She was begging now.

I slowly dusted off her arm, hoping the 'spider' would take the hint.

"Thank you.

"Your welcome." I replied, and the two of us forged onwards.

Neither one of us knew what we were looking for really, just something to identifiy whoever had been using the passageway I guess. When we got to the very end of the tunnel, where you have to push the trapdoor open and climb out near the Rossville's WalMart.

"Cammie. No." Bex pleaded with me as I reached up to the ceiling to push it.

"We have to." I whispered and with a small push opened the trap door.

"Fine." Bex sighed, but I could tell she wasn't happy.

I was breaking school rules and the direct orders of my Mom, my Aunt, Mr Solomon and Professor Buckingham; but right then I no longer cared. Bex closed the trapdoor behind her as we appeared in the undergrowth, she covered it haphazardly with leaves and moss but I didn't wait for her. Whoever had been using the passageway was good, other than the open door and slightly askew wall hanging there hadn't been anything else to suggest the passageway had been used. It ruled out 8th,9th and possibly 10th Graders none of them were that good...yet.

Slowly, and very aware that lunch was fininishing in less than five minutes, Bex and I walked out of the bushes and towards the WalMart. However as we passed the entrance to the delievery parking area Bex whispered to me. "Cammie look!"

I turned to see what she was pointing at, there were bullet casing on the tarmac a few feet away from the barrier separating the car parks. My eyes widened, but my shock was nothing compared to what came next.

"Your endangering us all!" The voice hissed.

A very familiar voice had spoken. Bex froze and she cocked her head to the other side of a nearby lorry. It was Mrs Goode. She'd been the one using the passageway! Bex and I slowsly ducked under the barrier and around the lorry.

"I'm trying to protect them." Came another voice.

It was Mr Solomon! What was going on?

Before another word could be uttered and before Bex could put an arm out to stop me I stepped forward.

"Cammie!" Mr Solomon said, but not in a 'I missed you way' it was more of a "What are you doing here?'. He was angry.

"Somebody." I said glaring at Zach's Gradma. "Left the passageway open.

It was meant to be funny. But nobody laughed.

"I'm taking you right back to school young lady." Diane said.

"No!" I practically shouted. "I'm not going anywhere until I know what the hell is going on. How did you escape." I looked Mr Solomon. "Why did you try to kill him?" I glanced at Mrs Goode.

Neither asked how I knew what had happened earlier and neither were impressed. I tried to read Mr Solomon's expression but all I could see was an emotion I had never seen before on him. Fear.

And then a shot was fired.

I didn't have time to register what was happening, suddenly I felt Mr Solomon's body on top of mine, pinning me to the ground. I heard three more consecutive gun shots, before without warning Mr Solomon pulled me to my feet, but suddenly i tripped in the hurry and I fell directly hitting something protruding from the truck.

And then I blacked out.

Rachel's POV

"Bex." I whispered softly.

At hearing her name, she turned around from the plastic hospital chair she was currently sitting in. She ran towards me to my open arms and I hugged her close. She sobbed into my arms, whimpering things I couldn't comprehend.

"Bex it's going to be ok." I promised her, whispering into her tousled hair.

Bex shook her head. "No it's not! It's all my fault." She sobbed.

She broke away from me and refused to look me in the eye. We were standing in the middle of a Hospital entranceway, Bex had called Gallagher just as Abby and I had arrived in my Office (having been released by Langley) with Professor Buckingham. She said Mrs Goode had been shot and was now on her way to hospital. Abby had then driven us straight there, arriving in under 5 minutes after breaking pretty much ever driving law there was.

"What happened?" I asked her nervously; not wanting to know what had happened if my daughter had been involved.

"Cammie..." She trailed off staring intently at the ground.

"Bex." I said seriously, trying to be calm. "What happened to Cammie?

"Mr Solomon took her." She said quickly not wanting me to suffer.

Relief flooded through my body that the Circle hadn't taken her. "Bex, now we've got that out I need you to tell me what happened, from the beginning.

Bex's spy mode quickly replaced the fragile girl that I had comforted just moments before and told me every detail of what had happened today including my daughter's run in with Agent Townsend (of which I am VERY proud of her for!).

"And so i heard the gunshot, I thought they'd hit Cammie and I was about to go see when I saw Mrs Goode on the floor. She was seriously hurt, she was bleeding heavily but she looked at me and whispered that I needed to hide. Cammie was safe. I froze, I just froze Ms Morgan.

I pulled Bex closer to me and sat down on the uncomfortable chairs in the hallway, I gently soothed her hair again as Bex began to break down again.

"And so I hid. I saw Mr Solomon carry Cammie towards a car, she was hurt. Oh gosh I think she'd been shot!" Bex panicked and started shaking. "I let her...I should have stopped her!

"Ssh Rebecca, Ssh. My daughter is very stubborn you know that, you couldn't have stopped her, but you did the right thing in following her. If Mrs Goode told you to hide, then it's good that you did, you could have been killed if you hadn't.

Bex bit her lip and tried to wipe some of her tears away. "I..I- I- I waited, there were only two men, two snipers on top of the roof." She recalled. "They left. I saw them leave and then I ran..they left her there to die, they left her...and, and so I called an ambulance. I didn't tell them what happened only that somebody had shot her, I checked her in as

"Olivia Harrison, you're maternal grandmother." Abby finished for her.

I turned around to see my little sister stand over the two of us with a clipboard in her hand. "Very well done kiddo. Good thinking.

I nodded with a smile. "Well done Bex.

"Is she going to be ok?" Bex mumbled.

I looked up expectantly at Abby. She stared back with pained eyes. "I don't know." She replied honestly.

A/N I just realised that my Britishness has seeped through, for you Americans a lorry is a truck! Ooops sorry!