I don't usually shout out to readers, but I felt the need to:

E arth. K id. T ree. H ugger

I was so shocked when I read your review, I was like "Whoa, you really pay attention."

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OK, so for THIS chapter its Cammie waking up.
I think readers will pay attention even though CAMMIE Didn't.
Might be lightly OOC but I was in a rush,
I wanted to get this up to my great readers.
The Scene was rushed but all and all I think you'll enjoy.


10 seconds left, the room filled with the sound of shouting the count down. New Year, New Beginning I breathed.

10.…….9.…..8.….7.….6.…..5.…..4.…..3.…….2.……………1

BOOOM. CRASH. BOOOM.

"GET HER!"

Who turns the lights off in my head?….oh yea… the fall did.

I've woken up in London to a family who loved me, I've woken up to my teacher who- tolerates me.

But this time the blackness hid faces of people who didn't love me, tolerate me- or even want me alive.

"She's been out for two days, what did you hit her with a base ball bat?" Asked a female voice.

"No… A Lamp." A young boy said,

"He was aiming for Solomon." Said another young boy.

The woman snorted, "Sure, of course."

I heard footsteps, someone new arrived in where ever I was. I realized my body was numb and I couldn't even move. I barely was breathing. All I knew is I've been missing for two days. My mother, My sisters and my teachers hadn't found me. No one is saving this Gallagher Girl.

"She'll be fine. She should be up by tonight." The voice was familiar but it was deeper and groggy.

I heard the sound of someone sitting on a plastic, folding chair, if Macey was here she'd have commented on the choice of seating. My heart broke thinking of Macey, Liz, Bex and my mother. Were they okay?

Were they alive? Were they hurt?

"I run the shots here kido, " The woman said, "Maybe you and your two ring a ling brothers got me this far- but I'm the shot caller."

"The baller, shot caller," I heard Jonas say.. The woman breathed in deeply.

That was it… Jonas was the first boy… Jonas…. Liz…. Liz's boyfriend is in on this?

So the second must have been Grant, my ears hurt so badly I couldn't even tell the difference.

My mind was spinning, am I safe? Where am I? Am I in BlackThron… Did he save me….

"Look, Ring Leader- They Didn't call in the son of Daniel Goode and Alexandria Solomon for me to take orders from you."

You know when you're watching a scary movie and in those cliché ones, the girls boyfriend is the killer.

And you feel sad because he seemed like he really cared about her- and he watched over her- but really he was planning her death for the last.

To know your in danger is one thing. To know the person you thought you were in love with was the person who put you there…. Is like dying.

My pain turned into violence, which turned the numb into a burning pain. I moved my finger tips.

The more upset I got the more of my body I could move. I wasn't tied up or constricted. I was just laying on what felt like a shag rug. I took a breath and squinted my eyes open. I saw a fireplace, with a lit fire.

I saw a red sofa, I saw the back of Zach's head as he spoke with Grant in a corner. I saw Jonas on his laptop doing god knows what. Then I saw the woman- She was pale white with red hair like a fire truck. Her nose was pointy in a 'bad surgery' kind of shape.

Her eyes were slits that needed sleep. I was in a house. It was morning time. Obvious things came to me, but then I saw the ring on the woman's hand.

So if you were me, half asleep in the house of the people who want you dead… and the boy who kept you alive who is now plotting against you… What would you do?

I sat there patiently pretending to be unconscious. I didn't know what I was planning to do- but my heart roared like a lion. With the same feeling Zach had I thought to myself 'I am the Daughter of Rachel and Michael Morgan. I refuse to be caught like a mouse in a cheese trap.'

I was Cameron Morgan, the power from Roseville returned and I pushed away the fear, the pain and the tears. I was stronger than this, Abby knew I'd need to push forward. That things would be different.

I am Cameron Ann Morgan, and I will be okay…. After I figure out what to do.

So after one hour and thirty two minutes, I was alone in the room with Jonas only. He may be a boy,

But he was a weak boy. Ok, he was strong, but I knew Zach and Grant were stronger.

Jonas I could take, I just need to figure out how to take Jonas down… while I'm on the ground.

It occurred to me. It all happened so quickly. I jumped up and Punched Jonas in the nose, blood dripping on my fingers as I went to the nearest window, I was in a NORMAL HOUSE. I busted through the glass and headed for the street. I felt the ground beneath me harden as I hit pavement. I was done running through a park, I wouldn't stop running, no time to stop.

I thought, Oh yea I'm free that was simple. Cammie: 1. Circle: 0.

The I felt a body slam into my throwing my face into the grass. The smell of fresh cut lawn was sickening thinking about how I was caught mid-escape. A hand covered my mouth.

"Do not scream or talk," The voice made my heart pound. Tears were coming, I couldn't hold back the ugly truth. I didn't just get caught. I was caught by the person who I thought when I fell would catch me.

"Cammie, We're going to get up and get into the black Toyota Camry. No running?"

I nodded, he didn't tell me not to scream. Spies don't scream, they run, they hide- they fight.

When my feet were on the ground I was walking in front of Zach. I wasn't going to run.

I turned around as quickly as possible and threw a punch, he caught my hand. His face looked so sad,

"Cam, don't." His eyes said 'trust me.'

The anger of his false care burned my skin and I threw another punch, he caught my hand.

"Cammie, seriously-stop."

I kicked him and threw my body around furiously. he just grabbed me tightly,

"Who do you think wins here?"

I screamed, "I DO!" I knew it would hurt but I threw my head into his, no time for shock, I grabbed the keys from his hand and ran for the Camry. Tears were blinding me as I put the keys in. The Engine roared and before I knew it I was reading street signs. "BE STRONG" I screamed to myself. I wiped my eyes and drove.

I was in D.C Washington. It wouldn't take long to get home. But I'd need a different car….

I needed my sisters. I stopped to a gas station and searched my pockets for change, I could make one call.

The sound of ringing was like a tock clicking time away for my death. I felt like I could hear tires of a car coming for me. I felt paranoid.

Ring…ring…ring

"Hello?"

"MACEY!'

"Yes?"

"Macey it's me-Chameleon-"

"OH SHIT MISS MORGAN IT'S CAMMIE!" She screamed. She was in OUR home.

My mother quickly had the phone, "Cammie where are you?"

"Washington, D.C To get specific- mom I need to get home…. Mom."

"What Happened!."

"Mom…"

"Yes, Cammie!"

"I'm scared."

"I know, kido. Don't sit in one spot for long, keep moving. We'll be there."

"Where?"

"White House."

"I love you mom."

"Love you too, Kido."

Before she hung up I heard her whisper, "Thank you god."

I was driving in circles for about an hour before I made my way to the white house. It was harder to get to then you'd think for a historical land mark thingy.

I parked and stared…. What's running through my head at 1:12PM.

Why Me.

Why Zach.

Why Me, Zach.

Why Me…

Why, Zach, Why?

How could you do so much to keep me safe. He had sooo many chances to let me die or hand me off.

Why, Why, WHY!

Why Kiss Me… WHY.

Why…. So Now I was crying and now I was hitting my hands in the steering wheel.

I had my first official break down… January 4th, 2:33PM.

Can you blame me, seriously?

Kiss me.

Avoid Me.

Chase Me.

Kill ME?

There was a tap on my window. It was a Private Service guy. His obvious suit and 'supposed to be invisible earpiece' was a rude awakening to the fact that I was having a nervous break down in front of the white house.

"Miss, Morgan?"

I nodded, "Maybe?"

"The Peacock and guest are waiting."

The tall guy escorted me into the white house where I was greeted by my mother and my two Sisters, plus my well rested teacher.

Macey and Bex. Macey was crying with a huge smile and Bex was just relieved.

Bex ran to me, "How Cam? How?"

I shook my head and fell into her arms, "Tomorrow." I whispered before everything went black once again.

"She'll be fine," I heard Mr. Solomon say.

Mr. Solomon….. Alexandria Solomon…. Zachary Goode… Something was trying to make a connection in my head, but the darkness took over. Zachary Goode… Solomon…


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