A/N : I hope you all liked the last chapter! I know it was fun to write. I hope you like this chapter. Tell me what you think!

Joe's POV

I was escorting the boys back to their rooms ours later after I caught them snooping, again, when my phone rang. My eyes grew wide. Hardly anyone had this number. I picked up the phone, but only freaked out more when I saw it was Bex

( Joe, Bex )

Bex! What happened.

Joe! Cam is seriously injured. HQ is too far, she'll die from blood loss! Blackthorne is closest! You had better clear a path to the infirmary.

On it! And Bex, bring my god daughter home.

Yes Sir!

I ended the call and nearly feinted.
" Boy's," I said, turning to Grant, Nick, Jonas and Zach," Change of plan. I need your help setting up the infirmary. Grant, go wake up the doctors. The rest of you, come quickly!" They didn't question me. I took off at a run.
" What's going on?!" Zach questioned.
" Cam could die…" I said quietly.
" WHAT?!" He yelled.
" C'mon!" I said.

Bex's POV

I could see Cammie running for the exit, and she was almost there, when she was swallowed by fire and the ceiling collapsed. I ran for her. The rest of the team helped me take off most of the rubble. Thankfully, not too much had fallen on her because it had all been pushed away from the explosion, but she was still buried. I hardly realised, I was crying and screaming, and so were Macey and Liz. Finally I found her, nearly crushed, thankfully she had been stuck in a crevice. I grabbed her limp body and hauled her out. I ran to the car with her and placed her over my lap. Liz cover her stomach which had a deep, long gash along it. Her shoulder was at an odd angle and there was a gun shot in her shoulder, forearm, thigh and hip. She was bleeding out there in the car. I sobbed over her body as I called Joe and demanded that he prepare the infirmary.

I didn't think I could survive without Cam!

Zach's POV

When he said Cam could die, I thought that I would die! Somehow, I had grown the care for her over the few weeks that she had been here. Unfortunately, I, Zach Goode, wasn't sure if she felt the same about me.

I was in the infirmary helping the frantic doctors set up everything they may need when yells drifted to us from downstairs. I basically jumped down the stairs and the site I saw wasn't a pretty one. Joe was holding a limp body in his arms, I realised it was Cammie's. She was covered in dust and blood. Through her catsuit I could see a deep gash in her stomach. She was so pale. Nearly as pale was Bex. She was drenched in Cammie's blood and shaking terribly. Macey was screaming and Liz was shaking uncontrollably with large sobs. There was five more people standing around, all in tears. Joe sprinted up the stairs, and I followed along with everyone else.

He gently placed Cam on a pristine white bed that was soon covered in blood splotches. Bex was immediately there and began pulling off countless weapons. She then swiftly unzipped Cam's suit, and carefully but quickly pulled it off her body. Everyone gasped. Bex cried harder. Macey screamed again and Liz crumples to the ground, only to be caught by Macey who then sank down with her. Even Joe was shaking. Bruises peppered every inch of her body and the full extent of that gash was shown.

The doctors jumped forward, bulling bullets from her body and cleaning the wounds, then sowing them up. one of them popped her shoulder back in and another dealt with what I assumed was broken ribs. The doctors ushered everyone out of the room as things got bloody. Bex looked ready to knock one of them out but Joe grabbed her and dragged her out kicking and screaming.
" I WON'T LEAVE HER!" She yelled, Macey and Liz saying similar things as Nick and Jonas pulled them out.

" Did you call Rachel?" Liz asked quietly. Solomon nodded and began pacing. I was expecting him to wear a track into the floor. He sent us to bed. I managed to sleep, but I doubt any of the girls did.

Still Zach's POV

I woke up in darkness. I pulled on a pair of jeans and a baggy t shirt. It was Saturday. Then I rushed from the room and to the infirmary. The doors were already open and sitting around her bed was Joe, Bex, Liz, and Macey. Most of the Gallagher girls were there and Nick, Grant and Jonas were standing slightly away from everyone else. Cam's hair was out. She had stitches over her temple and someone had managed to clean her hair, no doubt Macey. Someone had dressed her in a big, baggy, long sleeved shirt. Underneath it she had bandages around her middle, shoulder, hips, thigh and forearm.

The three girls were talking silently to Joe, no doubt about this mission that I was dying to find out about. Joe opened his mouth to say something when one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen came running through the door. She was like an older version of Cammie, and she was gorgeous.
" Where's my niece!" She yelled and stopped, frozen when she saw Cam, then went running toward her. She ran a hand through Cam's hair and kissed her forehead. Joe put an arm around her shoulder and smiled weakly. She hugged him back then went to sit around Cam. She put her own arm around Bex and Macey. Liz was no sitting with Joe. I had no idea he could be this affectionate. I turned to see if the boys noticed, but they were staring, mouths open wide, at the woman who appeared to be Cammie's aunt.

Only moments later another drop dead beautiful woman ran through the door. More jaws dropped and more eyes popped. She looked even more like Cam and cam sprinting toward her bed, tears already streaming down her face. Joe caught her in his arms and held her tightly as she sobbed. He kissed her hair and muttered things to her as I heard her say," I shouldn't of let her go!" Joe quieted her and said firmly," She may be your daughter, but she has a mind of her own. Don't you dare blame this on yourself!" Then he pecked her on the lips. No wonder Cammie was so beautiful, just like her relatives, she looked like she came from heaven!
" Abby!" The one in Joe's arm exclaimed.
" Rachel!" The first woman said as she jumped from her chair and wrapped Rachel in a hug. They were almost identical!

A week passed and the two gorgeous women stayed, Joe always with them. They rarely left Gallagher girls side as she continued to sleep. They had all gone to dinner while I sat her side. Since no one else was in the room I put my hand over hers, and to my surprise, her fingers curled around mine. I smiled to my self and said to no one," Who are you Gallagher Girl? Why are you here?" nothing happened.

Then she gripped my hand so tight that I thought she would pull it off and sat up so fast in bed I was expecting her to get whiplash. She screamed. It was strained. She was puffing.
" Gallagher girl?" I said urgently and gripped her hand back, but not as tight. She didn't notice me. I put a hand on her cheek and her head whipped to me. I saw her wince, but she relaxed.
" Gallagher girl, breathe!" I said. She took a deep breathe which caused another winced. I gently laid her back down on the bed. She didn't let go of my hand. She looked at our joined hands like she didn't know what she was doing, then looked back up at me.

Abby, Rachel, Solomon and the girls burst into the room, ruining the moment. She let go of my hand as she did her best to hug her mother back. I smiled and stepped back as her family and friends surrounded her. I saw that her baggy shirt was dark blue and printed on the back in white writing were the words : Blackthorne, and below it, it said Morgan.

" So, what have I missed?" She asked. Her eyes were shining, like chips of sapphires.
" You gave us a scare Cam." Bex said. Cammie huffed.
" I was hoping my near death would give you a little more than a scare!" Bex snorted. Abby laughed and Rachel scowled.
" There's my squirt!" Abby said happily.
" Am I allowed to get up?" She asked quietly.
Rachel nodded and Joe stepped forward. He pulled back the blankets. The only thing she was wearing was a bra, underwear and that oversized sweater. Her long legs were visible, causing Joe to growl at any Blackthorne boy who gave them a single look. Cammie waved him off. She grabbed his hand so tight her knuckles were going white and swung her legs over the bed. She yelp slightly causing everyone to wince. Abby went forward and grabbed her other hand and helped her pull herself up. Cammie winced again as her full weight went to her legs which were peppered in bruises. She took a wobbly step but soon got better. Abby let go first, then Joe. She was soon walking confidently on her own. As she walked past me she lost her balance and began to fall. I felt like I was watching it in slow motion.

I lunged for her, catching her with an arm around her back, careful not to touch any of her wounds and a hand on her hip ( not the one with the bullet wound ). She looked at me with wide eyes. I looked around. Bex was smiling, so was Macey and Liz. Cam's aunt Abby was smirking. Rachel was smiling a small smile and Joe looked like he was ready to explode. Abby glared at him and he went from glaring to the death stare. Cam held onto my arm as I walked her back to the bed and helped her get comfortable.

Cammie's POV

His hand on my back had sent butterflies in my stomach. He gently sat me down and propped the pillows up for me to lean against. When he removed his hand I nearly protested. Where his hands were now felt cold and I found myself longing for his touch. He walked back over to the boys who were smiling like idiots. I turned to the girls and they unfortunately had similar looks on their faces.

Thank gosh! It was my last night in the infirmary. I was getting sick of it and my bum kept getting numb from sitting all day. It was probably around midnight when I got up. I was in my sweatpants with a loose cropped white shirt. It fell off of one shoulder. I silently got out of bed, even though I was the only person there. I walk over to a mirror on the other side of the room and stood in front of it. I didn't look as hideous as I had a few days ago. The stitches in my head were out and so were the ones on the rest on my body. I pulled my shirt up slightly and sighed at the thin white scar forming on my bell. I then looked at the shot in my shoulder and arm. Then I pulled down the corner of my pants slightly to see the shot on my hip.

That was when I saw him. I winced as I jumped and turned to face him, looking directly into his emerald green eyes. his sultry laughed echoed through the room.
" You know, most girls would consider this perverting." I said. He laughed again, a proper laugh!
" Do you want me to stop?" HE asked with a laughing tone. I shrugged. What am I doing?! Oh my god, I'm flirting! And he's flirting back! Maybe I can like Zach – after I do a little more background research. I walked back to my bed and climbed under the covers. He walked over to my bed and sat on the chair beside it.
" Can I ask what you're doing here?" I asked. He smirked.
" Just wanted to see you." He replied.
" Okay, now you definitely sound like a pervert!" He laughed, so did I, even though it hurt slightly.
" Zach?"
" Yeah?"
" Please tell me that you didn't have anything to do with her? Please tell me that you were never one of the 'bad guys'?" His smirk faded. He knew who I was talking about.
" Would you believe me if I said no, I wasn't?" He asked. I shrugged.
" Do I look like one of the 'bad guys'?" He asked.
I shook my head.
" How can you know?" He asked, like he wanted to make sure that he truly wasn't one of them.
" I can see it in your eyes," I said quietly," they're different to hers, kinder, softer."
" So do you believe me?" He asked.
" I don't know…" I replied honestly. " I've fallen for pretty eyes before…" I said. He nodded then surprised me by saying," Tell me about it?" and even more to my surprise, I did. He was just so easy to talk to, and it was so easy for me to get lost in his eyes. I told him about almost every day I had spent with Josh, up until the day he crashed my cove-ops mission – literally – with a forklift.
After I was finished he said," Well that sounded…interesting." I laughed breathily. He smiled at that. A real smile!
Then he asked the question I was hoping would never come up.
" How did you get hurt? Where did you go?"

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A/N: Tell me what you think! People have asked for more Zammie. Here it is, but there will be more. I hope you liked it! : )