Chapter 9
Zach's pov:
"This letter... It means there's a chance. A chance that she's alive," Bex said. "You were right!" She swung her arms around my neck. "You were right about everything," she laughed.
"Just because he knew these things doesn't make them any less awful. She could be dead. We don't know how long ago it was that she wrote that. The baby's probably dead too," Macey snapped.
"Shut up Macey," Bex hissed.
"No, she's right. She might not be alive, but we have to at least find her body. Would Cameron Morgan ever give up on one of you?" I snapped. I shook my head, "No, she wouldn't, so we're going there right now and we're going to bring my wife home."
Nobody disagreed.
Cammie's Pov:
When I woke up I didn't feel as weak as earlier but I knew that it wouldn't last long so I had to use this time to the best of my ability. I felt the rope rotting a bit. I'd been brought from ropes and beds and rooms with noting but walls.
I pushed and pulled at the rope. The pain was in my hands and arms as I pushed and ripped harder.
Then the rope gave. I fell from the seat onto the floor.
There was a hit in my stomach and I felt myself gasp. The baby was moving and writhing around in my stomach. "Ohh... You poor thing..." I cooed to the baby inside of me. "I'll get us out..."
I waited until the guards passed by the room until I kicked the knob of the door free and slipped out of the room. Nobody was upstairs as I came up so I was able to free myself from the house.
I ran as fast as I could, the weight of the baby and my lack of exercise in the past three months all seemed to come crashing down on me. I tried to run as I used to when I was younger and healthier but being 22 and pregnant didn't seem to help in the least.
"Where is she?" I heard Catherine shout from the inside of the house, but I didn't turn to make sure anyone was following me, I just ran. If I looked back for just a moment they would catch up to me.
I ran to the limit I could take and then I heard the gunshots and felt the blood ooz from my arm, it had skimmed me, but it hadn't got enough power to hurt me. I gasped as I heard the other gunshot. They were getting closer. I needed a gun. I could handle a sniper rifle like it was a pencil and lots of agents feared me because of it.
I heard the sound of a body slumping to the ground and I saw a dark skinned girl who must have been my age fall to the ground bloody. "Bex?"
Bex's pov:
I felt the bullet go through into my shoulder, the same place it had all those years ago. Then there was Cammie. Standing there like an angel, "Bex?"
"Where have you been?" I coughed.
"Where are you shot?" She looked so thin, lying there. "What happened to you?"
"Catherine happened to me," she coughed. "Now where are you shot?"
"Shoulder," I said softly. "You have got to go. They'll shoot your baby."
"I'll keep my baby safe. Now we need to worry about you."
Zach's pov:
I jumped on top of the girl leaning over Bex. She was there to finish her off, was all I could think.
I held the girl down, her face in the grass as she yelled, "I am a pregnant woman and if you hurt my baby I will knock your nuts in, I swear to god I will. Now fuck off," she shouted.
I turned her over and saw her face, "Cammie?"
Cammie's pov:
"Zach?" I cried. "You found me!" I hugged him to me.
He kissed me on the lips, hard, hungerily and it lingered on my lips and I could feel wetness on my cheeks and I realized we were both crying.
"Bex," I said. "We have to save Bex."