Quick shout out to Kelsey: There used to be ten chapters because I used to have two ANs. But I deleted those. Sorry if I confused you or anyone else!

Cammie's POV

I rested my head in Zach's lap as he played with my hair. "So where exactly are we going?" I asked. He smirked. "You'll find out soon enough." I rolled my eyes and sat up when Zach leaned to whisper in my ear, "Did you ever think about how your name is now Mrs. Goode?"

I was a Mrs.

Being a Mrs. made me feel old.

I looked at Zach. "It sounds weird. Remind me why I married you in the first place?" He pulled me into his lap.

"Because... Of... THIS!"

I screamed.

"ZACH... AR... Y... G... OOD...E... STOP!"

He paused. "Only if you say I'm hot and sexy and etc."

"Zach, you know I can't lie to you- AHHH! OKAY, OKAY! ZACHARY GOODE IS LIKE HOT AND SEXY AND SMEXY AND ETC!"

He smirked. "Thank you."

I pouted.

"Don't you ever tickle me again."

He shrugged."No promises."

I slinked to the other side of the car. "I'm not kissing you until we get to where we're staying." He smirked again. "We're already here."

I rolled down the window on my side to see cows. Lots and lots of cows.

What the heck was this?

I pushed open my door and started to walk towards the cows when Zach stood in front of me. "Gallagher Girl? Where... Are you going?" I stared at him and he placed his hands on my shoulders and spun me around.

"Ohhh. That makes much more sense."

So just running over the basics: Zach took me to a house. In the middle of nowhere. Where there were cows.

He had taken me to my grandparents house. "Just to visit," he added.

My grandparents died years ago. I never had a chance to stop by their house. I almost was unable to go to their funeral.

Grandma died first. Of natural causes.

Grandpa died- maybe because he missed her so much.

Their graves were side by side in the family plot- behind the house.

Zach and I walked slowly to the backyard gate. He reached over the top to open the latch and pushed the door open, its old copper hinges creaking as it wedged itself open.

All I could do was stare at the three headstones that lay side by side in the center of the yard.

Matthew Morgan, 1972-2009. Loving husband and father. Left behind wife, Rachel Morgan, father, Albert Morgan, mother, Susan Morgan, and daughter, Cameron Morgan. "I love you. In present tense, in present speech. In present day, in present year. I. Love. You."

Susan Morgan, 1957-2013. Loving wife, mother, and grandmother. Left behind husband, Albert Morgan, and granddaughter, Cameron Morgan. "City folks ain't got nothing. Were the ones who've worked together as a whole and cherished those blissful moments."

Albert Morgan, 1955-2013. Loving husband and grandfather. Left behind granddaughter Cameron Morgan. "Whistle, Cammie. Loud enough to make those cows come home."

I kneeled in the center of the three graves, trembling. I finally decided to cry, and Zach rubbed my back.

"Thank you, Zach. I needed this... I needed to be here."

He stepped back to give me a few more minutes in solitude before saying, "We should go. I have reservations."

"Reservations? Where?" I asked, wiping away my tears. He smiled. "We've got a plane to catch."

Plane. Bags. Packed? Macey. And in the bag... Was some very suggestive... Lingerie.

"I hear Hawai'i is absolutely gorgeous this time of year," he said once we arrived at the airport- and I was still wearing my wedding dress. People stared, some shouted, "Congratulations!" and I felt my cheeks burn. "Come on, Gallagher Girl. Lighten up." I smirked and he rolled his eyes.

"First class to Hawai'i," Zach said at the counter, pulling out a receipt in his tuxedo pocket. He lifted our bags onto the platform, and I couldn't help but notice how his muscles still showed through his tuxedo when he lifted. The woman handed us our tickets, we breezed through security (by showing our CIA badges and saying we were on official business), and boarded the plane in first class.

The seats reclined, everything was perfect as we sat in first class on the Boeing 787 Dreamliner. "Zach... You didn't have to spend this much on me." He winked. "But I did. Anything for my Gallagher Girl." I blushed and fell asleep on the plane ride.

I woke up in Hawai'i. Zach nudged me and we made our way to the hotel room he rented. I could see everything- the room was at the very top of the hotel and was circle shaped, allowing a panoramic view of Honolulu. The elevator led straight to the room. "Oh my gosh." I turned to Zach and hugged him. "Thank you. Thank you so much." He tilted my head up towards him and kissed me.

Kissed me hard.

Strong.

And later,

"Are you sure, Gallagher Girl?"

I'm sure.

-pagebreak-

"Morning, Gallagher Girl."

"Morning, Blackthorne Boy."

Zach nuzzled my nose. "Did you have fun last night?" I blushed but nodded, and he laughed. "Come on. Let's get some breakfast."

I tried to stand up, I really did!

But I couldn't.

"Zach... I can't get up."

At first, Zach's eyes widened, thinking I was hurt or something. When he finally realized my situation, he smirked. "Then I guess I'll just have them bring it up." I nodded. "Yes, please." He called them and I lay back down in bed. Zach waited for the food to arrive before helping me sit up and feeding me. "You don't have to feed me, Zach," I said. He sighed and relented, handing me a spoon to eat my Cocoa Puffs. "You are so weird. We go to Hawai'i, have sex, and in the morning, you choose to eat Cocoa Puffs for breakfast." He reached for the TV remote and flipped through channels.

"Wait, you think I'm the one who's immature when you're the one who watches Nick Jr. in the mornings?" We both laughed.

Our honeymoon in Hawai'i lasted a full month. Once my pain had gone away, we toured the area, walked on the beach, and even stopped by the nearby mall where Macey begged me to buy her way too many things and just constantly reminded me that she paid for our wedding.

We went home after the month. It turns out, Zach had builders building our house while we were gone. They worked fast- only a month to build a mansion to make Macey McHenry jealous, an outdoor pool with a dome, and many, MANY secret passageways and hidden coves that not even Zach knew all about yet. So when we arrived in the house near Gallagher, I explored until night came and Zach and I revisited our first night in Hawai'i.

Then the call and Macey came.

And basically confused the heck out of me.

For those of you I sent sneak peeks to, you can probably guess what's coming next. Thank you for reading- you guys are incredible.

Also, I may or may not be having some sort of Divergent obsession currently. So right now I'm almost as obsessed with FourTris as I am Zammie, although I agree wholeheartedly that Zammie is wayyy cuter and amazing.