Cammie and Zach walked hand in hand down the streets of Roseville. It was night, but the lights from the shops cast a romantic glow on the town. It was two days till the start of the competitions. The first day would be the music competitions and the second day would be dance. Wanting some time to themselves, Cammie and Zach snuck out if Gallagher, and into the town for dinner. Cammie noticed Zach seemed troubled and asked him what was wrong. "Nothing's wrong, I was just thinking," Zach said with a small smile.

Cammie, noticing a lie, stopped walking and faced him, "Zach, I know something's wrong please tell me."

"Cammie it's really nothing, I'm just stressed about the competition."

Cammie let go of his hand, "I know you Zach, it's something else."

"Cammie just let it go! I couldn't tell you if I wanted."

losing her patience Cammie glared at him, "You know what Zach? You push everyone away and I thought you were letting me in for once. But no, Mr. High and Mighty can take care of himself. I tell you everything. can't you do the same?"

Zach lost his temper, "I can take care of myself. You don't know half the things I've been through. Besides, I'm not the only one hiding something. You don't tell me everything."

Cammie winced at the tone of his voice, "I was going to tell you something tonight, but I guess you don't even care about listening. So go to hell Zachary Goode!" Cammie said turning her back and walking away. Zach looked sadly after her. He really loved her but he couldn't let it continue. It was for the best.

Cammie stared at the wall behind her bed. After her fight with Zach she had told Macey and Bex she felt sick and had gone straight to bed while they went to dinner. A few minutes later she had gotten a call.

-Flashback-

You step up I'll step up boy. It don't matter what the haters say as long as you are my- "Cammie here. What do you want?"

"Chameleon, we have the name of the COC agent where you are."

Cammie sat straight up on her bed. "I'm listening"

"His name's Zachary Jared Goode. Age 17, Black hair, green eyes. You need to find him soon he already knows who you are. He's extremely smart. Is second only to you. You need to get rid of him immediately. Or he'll get you first. You know what happens if he does."

"Yes director I'm aware. He'll be taken care of," Cammie said stiffly before hanging up.

-End of flashback-

She was trying to sort out her feelings. But ultimately she felt betrayed and angry at herself. "Why didn't I see what he really was? I was so blind!"

The betrayed part of her was saying, "I loved him and he let me down! He never liked me." She sighed.

"What's the use? I have to get rid of him. They'll kill him if I don't succeed." Cammie thought sadly.

"I may love him, but my father's more important. I WILL finish my mission." She thought determinedly.

The figure inside the shadows of her window watched as she fell into a deep sleep. Stepping into the light the shadow revealed the handsome face of Mick. He shook his head sadly. He had tried to scare her off but she chose her fate. There was nothing he could do.