A/N I keep having to go back and look at this so that is why it comes and it goes. Sorry about that. :l

I SAW THE HUNGER GAMES AND IT WAS AMAZING! SOme parts were different but it was good all the same!

Chapter 10

Partial Understanding

You know when your covers get un-tucked and it annoys you to know end? That's exactly what these past few weeks have been like. And I can't seem to fix it.

I was hustled into Flynn's car and as soon as the door closed the car was gone. Shooting off down the highway. "What the heck is going on?" I yelled.

But no answer came. "You got her bag?" Zach asked.

"Yes." Liz said.

"How did you…. How were you… what?" I asked looking around.

Flynn's eyes were on the road a hard expression on his face. Macey was next to him telling him were to go. "CAN SOMEONE TELL ME WHAT IS HAPPENEING!" I yelled. The car got very quiet and I immediately felt self-conscious.

"We will tell you as soon as we reach the safe house." Zach said not looking at me but at the device in front of him.

The speed Flynn was driving at seemed impossible but he was. "Where is my bag?" I asked.

"Trunk." Flynn said looking in the rearview mirror at me. I'm sure I looked none to pretty at the moment seeing as I had just come from P.E. and then was forced in to a car while her school burned down behind her.

"What happened? Back at the school?" I asked.

"All your questions will be answered soon." Bex said rubbing my shoulder. That was not to comforting. I still had to wait and my patience was running thin. I crossed my arms and flopped back in my seat, watching the world fly by.

The car was silent as we drove. Questions like fireworks popped in my mind. There was some major explaining to do. Bex and Grant started bickering an hour into it. Which ended in "BLOODY HELL! GRANT!" we all looked at Bex. Me because… well she was speaking with a British accent and then there was the fact there was Sprite all over her and she glaring intensely at Grant.

"Well the first thing you should know is that Grant and Bex severely dislike each other."

"And that tells me everything I need to know." I said rolling my eyes.

"GRANT! Stop spraying me with that!" Bex yelled.

'What about my dad? Does he know where I am?" I ask. Liz looked at me her blue eyes sad. Zach looked at me as well his eyes full of emotion, which was new.

"They have tabs on Matthew." Jonas said suddenly. The car was now in a frenzy.

Screens appeared as buttons were pressed. A table popped up in the middle. "What kind of Wonder Car is this?" I asked. Bex met my eyes for a minute but then she looked away.

"Keep him in your sights." Jonas commanded. He seemed to be the person in charge actually.

"Liz…"

"Shhhhh, Cammie. We're busy." Liz said. I made a face and fell back in my seat. I watched them as they worked. Flynn was still driving but had a computer of his own so he could see what was happening. Macey as well.

Was I the only one who had no idea what was going on? I guess so because NO ONE WAS TELLING ME ANYTHING! And it pissed me off very much. "He knows and he's no happy." Jonas conveyed to the group.

"How much farther till the safe house?" Bex asked.

"About 20 minutes. We can continue there" Flynn said pressing the gas pedal a bit more. No one seemed to notice but me.

The car zoomed along the highway until it turned onto a rocky dirt road. The car bumped. Someone pushed a button and the computer screens slipped away. We pasted ramshackle houses. A lady looked up from her gardening as we pasted.

"Where are we?" I asked.

"Remote town in Northern Nebraska." Liz said. "Population: 30 at the most. Farming is their specialty." She added. Finally Flynn pulled up to a small cabin covered in ivy. It over looked a lake and a forest surrounding it. It did look in a bit better shape than the rest of the town.

We all piled out of the car. Flynn and Bex locked me to their sides as bags were handed out. My blue track duffle bag landed in my arms. "I think you'll find everything important to you in there." Flynn said. I nodded still not comprehending what was going on.

I was escorted to the door which was just simply locked by a key around Macey's neck. It must have looked a bit strange, 8 teenagers in front of cabin, no parental supervision. Most people would see that as party time. But not us. Quiet and guarded.

The interior of the cabin smelled musty, like no one had been there in ages. "I'll just go take care of the security system. Joe's got it all." Zach said dropping his bag. There were two bedrooms a living room and a combined kitchen, all small. There were book shelves too. A line of journals was across several rows. Little knickknacks as well. I picked one up smiling.

"Why are we here?' I asked turning around the small figurine in my hand.

"Is it safe? Is it time?" Bex asked Flynn.

"Build a fire and get some food first. Than we will talk." Now he seemed in command.

"You can just take a seat Cammie." He said taking my shoulders and pushing me lightly onto the musty couch.

"Okay?" I said slowly. Everyone was soon bustling about the little cabin. The boys took bags to the respective rooms. Liz and Jonas pulled out maps and charts pouring over them along with computer screens.

Bex and Macey were muttering to each other in the kitchen." Can I call my dad?" I asked.

"NO!" came the strong answer.

"OK. Ok." I said my hands in the air.

There wasn't much food wise at the cabin so we ended up eating a meager meal of mac and cheese that didn't taste quiet right. But then again Bex did make it. "Ok You all have some explaining to do." I said. The room grew still. Zach kneeled by the fire and stoked it. He didn't leave it, he just kept poking it.

"Cammie. It's a long story." Liz said.

"And we have all night." I countered. Flynn moved next to me.

"What she means is it's a lot. What we are going to tell you is not going to make sense to you. Trust me we feel really bad about this. All of it. But we had to." His voice was hinted with a soft German accent that could be nothing but his real voice.

I looked at my friends. "Well start talking." I said.

Macey was the first to speak. "Before you were born, Or any of us, your mom was taken by the man you have come to know as dad. He is not your dad. His name is Matthew Morgan. He is an international terrorist, part of the group the Circle of Cavan. He took your mom. Your mom was in a relationship with another man. That man, he had left on a mission. The night before he left him and your mom got a little to close thus you came to be."

I felt my face twist in to an expression of confusion. "When that man came back he found your mom gone along with his best friend. All he had was a note. A note saying he better not come to find your mom. Or her and his unborn child would be dead." Macey was on a roll.

"Who was this man?" "Joe Solomon."

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"So let me get this straight. My dad is not my dad. He's a terrorist? And my real dad is who know where?' I asked.

"Oh we know where he is. He's behind this who procedure. He wants his daughter. He wanted his girlfriend too. But it was too late." Zach said to the fire.

"The man I knew my whole life wasn't my dad?" I said shaking my head.

"Matthew had loved your mom for as long as he could remember. But he knew Joe loved her too and she loved Joe back. As soon as he found out she was pregnant with Joe's child he took her. Here to Lincoln Nebraska."

"But my parents… they always seemed to get along so well." I said.

"Really Cammie? Did the really?" Zach said turning form the fire and staring at me with cold eyes. I looked at my feet. Truth is I never knew what my parents life was life behind closed doors or when I never around.

"So how was my biological father too late to get my mom?" I asked. No one met my eyes, the room was silent.

"H... He… Killed… He killed my MOM?" I yelled realizing it. "I THOGUTH HE LOVED HER! WHY WOULD HE KILL HER?" I yelled. Flynn took my shoulder and brought me back down to a sitting position.

"He realized that she would never love him the way he loved her and he was overcome by hate. The rage blinded him. So he slipped poison to your mom. A kind of poison to cause a slow painful death." Zach said his voice dropping.

"What… What about the cancer?" I asked chocking on my words. This was bringing back memories of my mom, who lay cold in a grave probably decaying."

"There was cancer. Early stages, Treatable. She would have lived." Jonas said softly. I buried my face in my hands. It took me a minute to collect myself. Macey and Flynn were beside me rubbing my back and arms.

My mom was murdered. Taken from her true love that happened to be my father. My 'dad'… there was nothing to say about him.

"The fact that your dad loved your mom but could not have her made him switch sides. He would have been a great asset to the CIA if he didn't have this hate in him. Now he's after you. Your mom told you something years and years ago and the Circle needs it."

"But what would my mom have told me?" I asked.

"We don't know. We were hoping you would know." Grant said.

"The Circle. What is it?' I asked. Liz took this one. She was the brain after all.

"The Circle was created on the 1800's. Ioshep Caven he was the organizer of the Circle of Cavan. He was the first guy to try. But John Wilkes Booth was the one successful and the murderer of Lincoln."

"This had been going on for 100+ years" I said. My brain was now getting to full, things were meshing together and not making sense.

"The Circle still exists today. They work in cells. Two circle members might be sitting next to each other and not know the other was a fellow member." Liz explained.

'So why are you al here to protect me? Why has the CIA not dealt with this earlier?" I asked.

"We are trained to do this Cam. And there are too many moles in the CIA regarding the Circle." "How are you trained for this? Why was this kept from me?"

"To keep you safe." Bex said softly.

"We are trained to be spies Cammie. So was your mom. And your dad. Even the man you knew as dad." Flynn said.

" Your all SPIES? Like the James bond kind?" I asked. Zach laughed.

"no. Not that kind. You'll understand everything in a few days. Now We all need sleep. We leave at four tomorrow." He said.

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I don't know how or when I fell asleep, but I woke up to a faint light filtering through the windows and the rough fabric of the couch beneath my cheek.

"Cam. Get up. We have to go." Bex was next to me shaking me.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"You'll find out. Now come on."

Flynn drove at those speeds again, getting us to a small airstrip outside of the town. As we boarded the small plane I looked around at the foggy morning.

Wasn't I just ay school yesterday afternoon? Flynn gave a me a little push from behind egging me on.

I stared at the pages of my book. Slowly everyone but Zach and me had dropped off to sleep. "Zach?" I asked.

"What?' he looked form the window.

"What happened? With Winter?" I asked. He gave a sad smile.

"That's a story for another time.'

"Than can you tell me where we are going?"

"Gallagher Acadamy."

A/N

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