I know it's been almost a year since I updated, but it was because I got a new computer and the file wouldn't open so I got another computer a few weeks ago and I found that they would open. I wrote this right before I got my new computer last year. I goes with the story much better than the other one I wrote. And without further-a-do. The story you guys have been waiting for.

Cammie POV

I woke up in the morning feeling very dazed.

Last night felt like a dream to me, but I knew it was real because when I came home so late, Bex was already asleep. So when she dragged me out of bed and demanded to know what happened last night, I knew it was all real.

The COC attack and making out with Zach until 2 o'clock in the morning. All of it.

I replayed what happened last night to Bex. She wasn't stunned by the fact that Zach was late or that we made out for a long time, but the only thing that spooked her was the COC attack.

"Why didn't you call Abby?" Bex questioned.

"I don't know. I guess it was because I got caught up kissing Zach for, like, an hour and when I came back I fell asleep the second my head hit the pillow."

"Well you have to call her now." She handed me her cell and it was already ringing when I put it to my ear. She answered on the 5th ring.

"What do you need, Rebecca?"

"Actually, it's Cammie."

"Well hey there, Squirt! What did you call me for? It's really early here."

"Um.. Well last night, I went to meet Zach at the fountain at our hotel. I waited an hour and he didn't show. When I was heading back to the elevator, I was attcked by the COC and Zach decided it was the perfect time to show up, which it was, and we kicked their asses, but one got away." I explained.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU CALL ME RIGHT AWAY?"She demanded.

"We um we were kinda distracted after that and we totally forgot about it." I said meekly. I could feel my cheeks turning red from embarassment.

"Doesn't matter now. The covers are at your hotel and you should go get them soon. And re-pack you stuff because we are moving you guys to a safe house." She said then hung up. There was no goodbye.

With Bex's phone, I dialed Zach's phone number from memory. He answered on the 1st ring.

"What's up?"

"Pack your stuff and get over here. Now. Aunt Abby is sending some people to move us to a safe house because of what happened last night. And the covers are here." I hung up before he could say anything else.

I turned to Bex and said, "Start packing. We're moving." The I started stuffing our crap in our suitcases.

A few minutes later the guys were here and Zach and I walked down to the lobby and got our covers from the front desk and headed back upstairs. There was no kissing, just the regular small talk, but we did hold hands.

Back in the hotel room, we walked into Bex and Grant making out on the couch. They didn't hear us enter so Zach cleared his throat and they broke apart immediately.

"We have the covers. Now start studying them." I said as I handed them to the respective owners.

My name was Nicole (Nikki) West. I was married to Andy West and we had one kid. His name was James and he was in America with his grandmother while we were on vacation with our good friends the Asters.

I was a stay at home mother and loved to read.

I memorized the whole thing within minutes and everyone else did the same. The folder that had this information also had fake IDs, a picture of our son and a wedding ring for me.

I looked at Zach and he was smirking. Yeah, it was just like him to smirk at a time like this.

"Are we all clear on our new selves?" I asked everyone. Bex wouldn't look me in the eye so she just responded with a nod of her head. The guys mumbled something.

"Aunt Abby's people should be here in thirty minutes." I told them then went into my room and flopped back on the bed and stared at the ring on my finger.

Zach and I got together last night and we were already married. That was a cover of course, but it still weirded me out a little.

He was in the room with me, but I payed no attention to him. That was until his face appeared right front of mine.

"What do you want Za- I mean Andy?" I asked.

"You're my wife now so I can come lay next to you whenever I want." He said as he sat softly on the bed beside me.

"I came in here to be alone for the last time in a long time." I told him honestly.

"So what are you thinking about?" he asked.

"I was just thinking about how Bex and I were supposed to be here to visit her parents and explore London. Not be tracked down by the COC and guarded by CIA. I was supposed to be here on vacation to get away from my problems for two weeks, but NOOOO. They just HAVE to follow me everywhere, don't they?"

"Mhmm. And how do you feel about that?" I looked at him and saw that he was struggling to hide his smile. I tried to glare at him because he was supposed to help me. Not make me laugh, but he made me do so.

I rolled over on my side and propped my hand on my elbow so I would be eye level with him.

"I know we have a few minutes before Abby get here, but why don't we go downstairs and talk since we didn't do much of that last night." I suggested.

"But talking isn't as much fun as making out." He plead.

"Fine, but we're still going downstairs." I said as I climbed over Zach to get off the bed.

He didn't stop me so I got off easily. He didn't move so I had to pull him up. And he didn't let go of my hand, so I squeezed it.

Bex and Grant were talking about some sport, but looked up when we came out of the room.

"Hey, we're gonna go down to the lobby and wait for Abby." I told Bex.

"Okay." She said.

I grabbed my suitcase and opened the door. Zach was right behind me with his own suitcase and backpack in hand.

We made it down to the lobby without touching. Even in the elevator.

I went up to the front desk and handed in my room key and told him that the other one would be down later.

Zach led me out to the fountain and sat down on the ledge.

"So, what was so important that you were late last night?" I asked.

"I had to go get this." He reached into his backpack and took out a tiny box.

Zach POV

I put my hand in my pocket and took out a little black box.

"Cammie, you know that I hate the COC as much as you do, right? And that I would do anything to keep you safe?" She nodded.

"I talked to your mom before we left last semester, and I asked her if Grant. Jonas, and I could stay at Gallagher Academy a little longer. She said yes, but on one condition. I had to follow you here and give you this."

I put the box in her hand She opened it slowly and then closed it right up.

"No. Take it back." She said shoving the box back into my hands.

Her hands were shaking. And she refused to look in my eyes.

"Cammie, look at me." Nope. "Cammie, please." Nope. "Please look at me. Please." I begged and begged.

Finally, I got up and squatted down so that I could see her face. She had tears falling silently from her eyes. I sat back down on the fountain ledge and pulled her into my arms. She clenched my shirt in her balled up fist and cried silently for one minute.

Cammie POV

He tried to give me my dad's wedding ring. It was the most important thing that my mom had. Besides me, of course.

He pulled me into his arms and I cried for a minute, then pulled back and started pounding on his chest lightly.

"Why? Why did you want to give that to me? It's the only thing my mom has left of him. It's her's and I can't take it." I was still crying for some reason.

"I gave it to you because I want to spend every minute with you to make sure you're safe. Because I like you." He said.

"What?" That made me stop hitting him.

"I love you. I've loved you since I have you those M&Ms in Washington. Since the formal where you're strapless bra fell off. Since you bugged our room." He confessed.

He made me smile with those words.

"Okay, give me the ring." He gave it to me and I put it in my pocket. I was going to put it on a chain when I can find one.

Again I'm SOOOO sorry for not having posted this sooner. Please forgive me.

- E