Cammie POV

I crawl through a vent, filled with cobwebs and dust. My internal clock tells me it's July 7th, 3:00 am, meaning I only have a few hours before dawn. As I squeeze through a tight space, I remember on the car ride to Victoria's Secret, Macey mentioned how she is claustrophobic.

"Hey Mace, right before we left you said you had to tell me something," I said at the time in the car, eager with curiosity. She nodded in recognition.

"You're the first I've told, but... I've been diagnosed with claustrophobia... Meaning I get panic attacks whenever we climb through passage ways and vents. Cammie, this might end my career!" She told me quietly.

Her normally tough icy blue eyes were clouded with emotion. I immediately reached over to her and gave her a reassuring hug.

"Come on, where's the I-don't-give-a-shit-about-you-bitch Macey I know? You want to be a Secret Service agent; it's about protecting people, not sneaking through tight spaces to retrieve information or plant bugs. Here's a secret: my aunt Abby is a bit claustrophobic as well, which is why she's a Secret Service agent and not a CIA agent," I said. She relaxes a bit, but she doesn't completely believe me.

"What if I don't qualify and end up working for the CIA?" She asked. I almost laughed.

"First, everyone knows you'll make it. You've improved awesomely this past year, you've caught up with all of us, and you're just as good, if not better." She opened her mouth to argue, but I hold up a hand to shush her.

"Second, if you end up working for the CIA, you could work in their Disguise and Deception department because we all know how much you love 'disguising' me in different outfits and applying makeup on me!" At this she laughed.

"Thanks Cam, you know how to make a girl feel better," I smiled back.

That was the latest one-on-one conversation I had with Macey McHenry. And it might be the last.

I quickly shake my head at that thought, as if trying to get it to leave my brain. No, I will get back. I miss my family and friends so much though. The empty, hollow feeling is eating away at me. I miss how in the morning, Macey would drag me into a spinning chair, and would, as she calls it, 'enhance my features' and 'make boys all over you'. I smile at the thought, Zach always claimed that boys stared at me every where we go.

Then Bex. I miss our fights, and the frustration of them because I could always anticipate her next move, but she always knew my next move as well. All because of our long term friendship.

And little Liz! I miss her clumsiness, even if things get a bit messy at times. Oh who am I kidding, it always results in a mess!

And...Zach. I miss his undecipherable emerald eyes. How he would always make me feel wanted, and how he is the other half of me. How he knows how to make me feel better, and how he looks at me like I'm the only person in the world. Even his annoying but hot smirk!

The other guys are all like my brothers. Solomon is like my dad, and my aunt Abby... is my aunt Abby! I always miss her daring nature, unlike my mom, the responsible one.

This is passing through my mind as I slip down from the vent into a dark, narrow hallway. There are several rooms marked A1, A2 and so on, as expected. Derek showed me a blueprint of the base after the suspicious event. Suddenly, the hairs on my neck prick up. Someone else is here. I walk soundlessly across, expecting a presence.

Instead of one prescence, 20 guards and Derek burst out of rooms, and they surround me. How could I have trusted him?! Dammit, Cammie, you're such an idiot! But something is off.

Derek has a scar over his eyebrow, his hair is a bit lighter, and...

Instead of chocolate brown eyes, I'm met with emerald green eyes. The same shade as Zach's.

Behind him, the real Derek has a guard escorted on either side of him. He gives me an apologetic look.

"Hello, Cameron," the one doppelganger of Derek says with a cruel smile.

And then he lunges.

Zach's POV

We all huddle around Macey, flabbergasted. I snap out of it, and I feel my insides bursting with fury and anger, and most of all pain. I'm worried about Cammie, what if she is being tortured right now? I clench my fists, Catherine is going to die the next time we 'exchange pleasantries'.

I feely heart cracking, little by little. What if, we don't get her back, or worse, she...

No, Zach, you will not go there. This is Cameron Ann Morgan you're talking about, the most subtly stunning girl on earth. The one who stole your heart at first sight, the one who makes your eyes light up. The strongest, bravest person you know. The one who powers through everything. The one who is even more stubborn than you.

The one who will fight, and make it out alive.

I look over at the others. Liz has tears rolling down her cheeks, so Jonas goes over to comfort her.

"It's ok, we're going to get her back, we all love her too much to give up," I hear him murmur. Liz shuts her eyes, and leans into Jonas' embrace.

Bex has a murderous look on her face, but underneath, I can see her struggling to keep it together.

"Let it out, Bex," Grant whispers with a pained expression. She buries her face into the crook of his neck, and lets out a strangled sob. Similar things happen with Macey and Nick.

Cammie's Aunt Abby and mom have tears threatening to spill over.

"M-My little Cammie... First Matthew, now her?" Solomon gives her a firm hug.

I scrounge the place for more clues while Brianna, Liz and Jonas do their stuff, but Catherine being Catherine didn't leave anything else. I walk over to a bench and put my head in my hands. Mrs. Morgan is booking a flight to Toronto ASAP on Macey's private jet.

After a while, Brianna comes over and sits next to me.

"We're going to be her back," she says reassuringly. She seems to generally care about Cammie and I. She pats my shoulder and gives me a smile. I smile back. I feel a spark of friendship deep within me.

What about Cammie, I think on impulse. What the heck, Zach, you just met this girl!

I see Macey shooting me suspicious looks. I shrug in response. Brianna and I have a cool conversation, where I get to know her a little better.

Macey's POV

I glance at Zach for a second, to see his head in his hands.

The next second, he and Brianna are chatting up a storm. He seems to like her as a friend, but she seems to like him a tad too much.

Zach doesn't notice (once in a lifetime moment) but as the conversation progresses, she scoots closer to him until their thighs are pressed together lightly.

If you don't already know, I'm Macey McHenry, and I cut to the crap. What I'm saying is that Brianna is good girl flirting.

She's all nice so you like her more, and then she admits her feelings.

Brianna, you better watch out because Cammie's friends won't let you get to Zach that easily.

A/N I'M SO SORRY, M&Ms! i was on summer vacay for two months. There was no wifi at all! And I wasn't allowed to bring my laptop :( so I typed this on my phone.