Author's notes: Umm not a lot of people have been reviewing so I'm not very excited about updating anymore:( which depresses me

I'm not very pleased about my last chapter, i think the writing style was bad so I hope this ones better!

Disclaimer: All I own is previously stated in this story, Ally Carter owns the rest.

"Bex!" I say shaking her awake.

"What?" SHe says and throws her jacket at me and I ignore it.

"We found a hole in the ceiling, well technicallly its a crack but that doesn't matter...sooo come help us!" I ramble on.

She reluctantly gets up then slaps me.

Note to self: Bex is not a morning person.

We walk to the crack and see the smallest sliver of light through the crack.

"what can we do to make it bigger?" Zach asks.

"I have no idea" I say depressed.

Zach punches the low ceiling.

"ZACH! you idiot that won't help!" I say and grab his hand. His knuckles are bleeding with other scrapes on his hand.

"idiot" i mumble under my breath.

I lift my shirt up to my belly button and rip a piece of my cami off. I pull my shirt down and wrap the piece of fabric around his hand.

"Better?" I ask and look into his sparkling green eyes.

"better" he says and kisses me. He wraps his arms around my waist and I feel so close to him so inseperable. I love the feeling of his soft lips, pnly the smell of fresh soap is gone.

"Aheeemmmmm" Bex says rolling her eyes.

We seperate and I can feel myself blushing.

"Oh my gosh! my belt!" i say and rip it off.

"ohh noo" Bex says and I glare at her.

"not for that! we can harden the leather and use the pointy thing at the end to poke the wall" I say and Zach laughs.

"you don't know what thats called?" He asks chuckling.

"No," I say glaring "do you?"

"Ahh y-no" He says biting his lip.

"thought so" I say and Bex chuckles.

"ohh young love" she says with an evil grin. Zach smirks.

"Anyway, how can we-" I start to say but Zach cuts me off.

"Cammie" he says and points to the crack. Seeping out of it is a familiar purple gas.

"Oh no" i say and cover my mouth and nose but its too late, i drop down on the floor unconsious.

I wake up sitting in a cold metal chair with my hands tied behind my back.

There's a steel table infront of me and a man sitting across from me.

He's wearing black sweatpants and very tight fitted black shirt, displaying his muscles for all passerbyers. He has gray stubble on his chin and short cropped black hair.

"Hello Cammie" He says with a thick Thai accent.

"you fought our field agents very well the other day" He says , his deep voice adding a very eerie effect.

"Thanks" I say with a smirk.

"Where are my friends?" I ask playing it cool.

"Oh, I'll be asking the questions. Now tell me, what methods of interrogation work best on you?" He asks walking over to a table on the side of the room looking over many painful looking objects.

"Oh, and I suggest you don't stand up unless you wish to die a very painful death" He says and looks at the lasers by my feet.

He sits back down holding a needle and small machine.

Before I can react he shoves the needle in my arm and connects it to the machine.

"who sent you here?" he asks his eyes staring me down.

"I like your shirt, what brand is it?" I ask stubbornly. He pushes a button on the machine and a searing pain goes through my arm. I try to pull the needle out but with my hands tied, its impossible.

"what is this?" I ask staring at him, my arm still throbbing.

"oh, i press this green button, and it sends a venomous acid through that little tube, into the needle, and through your arm. The more I send the longer it hurts and the intenser the pain. Now, answer my question" he says icily. I remain quiet and he pushes the button, this time holding it in for 5 seconds.

I scream in pain as the acid floods into my arm. The pain is like nothing else I've ever experienced. Tears fill my eyes and he laughs.

"weaker than i thought" he mumbles.

He asks again and I remain quiet. He presses the lethal button and seems to hold it in forever, until I blackout.

I wake up lying on the cold floor, restrained by leather ropes with ten needles/machines stuck throughout my body.

"ready to talk?" he asks and presses the buttons for fun. I nod and take a second before I can talk.

"CIA..." I whisper and tears flood my cheeks.

"goood, now why are you here?"

"to defeat you" i say through gritted teeth.

He laughs, a stark, cold laugh that sends shivers down my spine.

"and hows that working out for you?"

"get her out of my sight!" he adds and walks out slamming a heavy metal door, but not before two men walk in, take the needles out, untie the ropes and leave, locking the many bolts and codes on the door.

I lay there, sweating, my whole body throbbing.

I slowly stand up and the pain intensifies, but I manage to get to the chair and basically collapse on it.

Two hours later I hear footsteps and grunts when in comes zach, bex, matt, liz, jonas, and macey.

They all look as bad as me, and I'm guessing they were put through the same.

"i talked" I say looking at my feet ashamed.

"i think we all did cam" macey says and gives me a hug.

"we'll get out" she whispers.

Authors note: okay okay, i promise something good'll happen in the next chapter! i promise!

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