Disclaimer: Everything that sounds familiar belongs to Ubisoft. I only own Cameron (Christine) and any other OC's I decided to throw in.

AN: Hope you enjoy this chapter. Thank you to everyone who has been a fan of this story thus far. Keep on reading and enjoy!

Cameron's eyes fluttered open just as a sudden, sharp pain formed against her forehead. Gasping, she grabbed her head and rolled over only to be stopped by two large hands. "You must rise! It is almost dawn!" Cameron peeked through her fingers to find Connor above her.

"Just give me a few more moments, please?"

"No! I told you last night that I will not hesitate to leave you behind if you disobey me. Now rise!" Connor growled, becoming irritated. He rose and went to collect his weapons. "If you are not set by the time I return, I will leave you here." He warned, opening the door to go down to the tavern.

Cameron sighed after the door shut, rolling over to stretch. She smiled, excited. Even though, her head was already pounding, today was going to be her first time accompanying Connor. Rising from the mattress, she stripped. Then in haste, she pulled a white scarf tight across her chest, donned another of her father's old outfits, laced her boots and stood up. Looking in the mirror, she took a deep, calming breath. After she spoke a few encouraging words to herself, the door re-opened.

Exiting the inn, Connor explained to Cameron that they would be traveling on horseback. That was a new experience for Cameron. She had only been on a horse a couple times in her lifetime when she was very young and her father had granted her with a lesson here and there. "Learning how to ride a horse is a very simple task which will help you immensely should the occasion ever arise." He once told her during one of their lessons.

Connor ceased his steed in front of a general store and climbed off his brown horse. "Before we reach our destination, I will need to purchase a few items. Wait here. I will not be long."

Cameron nodded, watching him enter the door. Waiting patiently, Cameron took a look around the busy town. People were carrying lumber, pulling carts of hay. It seemed a typical day and the hustle and bustle made Cameron smile. She found herself happy to finally be a part of it all. A few moments later, Connor exited the store and climbed back on his horse. Without a word, he kicked the stirrups and went on his way. Cameron did the same.

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"Stay here for a moment." Connor said as he climbed off his steed.

Cameron looked ahead, hearing gun shots and pieces of dirt and bullets flying every which way. She almost looked away but instead, focused her attention on Connor who seemed in a hurry to catch up with an older man with messy brown hair plastered to his forehead. He wore a blue coat with red trimming and a cigar dangled out of his mouth. She watched as some men dodged bullets while others were shot. How horrible. She thought. Dirt flew up everywhere as Connor and the gentleman spoke. She watched carefully as Connor picked up an American flag and spoke once more to the man before he finally returned.

"Come. Hold this, follow me and mind where you step." He said, handing the flag to Cameron who took it after she dismounted.

"What are we going to do with these flags?" She asked, curious.

"Hush. Just follow me and do as I ask."

Cameron fell silent not wanting to get in the way of anything. She followed Connor through town while buildings fell over and more dirt flew up into the air.

"Hurry up!" He shouted, as he dodged rubble and bullets.

Cameron ran as fast as her legs could carry her, watching out of the corner of her eye as the buildings crashed and rubble flew every which way. She wanted to catch her breath, but she knew if she stopped, she'd lose sight of Connor who was running a few feet ahead of her. As she made her way onto a dock, she watched as Connor dived in. She looked ahead and noticed right then and there what they were doing. The flags were going to be flown on the ships. He was going to kill whoever was on them. Quickly tucking the flags away she dived in as well and tried her best to catch up with him.

"You have a weapon, do you not?" Connor asked in a hushed tone as he climbed the ship. Cameron was making her way out, grabbing something sturdy she could hold onto when she looked up at him.

"I only have a pistol, but I don't have any more bullets than what is already in it."

"That should do. Follow me, stay quiet, and whatever you do, do not die."

Cameron made a face at him. "I'll try not to."

Connor reached the top of the ship and peered over it. Unsheathing a hidden blade from his wrist, he caught the patrolling redcoat and threw him off the ship. Cameron watched, stunned. Peering over the ledge one last time, he finally hauled himself onto the ship. Cameron took his place and watched as he motioned for her to follow him. Obliging, Cameron pulled herself up then suddenly heard a shout.

"Oi! You there!" A man in red uniform yelled, then came running toward them.

Cameron pulled the pistol from her belt as Connor pulled out a tomahawk. "You take that side, I'll cover this side!" She shouted as they both went their separate ways and began fighting with the men onboard.

Cameron pointed her pistol to one of the men but was suddenly knocked down by another and held captive by his boot. "Damned Yankee!" He shouted and spat at her which only angered her as she struggled to aim the gun at the man who had his foot on her. She was about to pull the trigger when all of a sudden the boot around her throat loosened and he fell to the ground. Connor quickly lodged his tomahawk into the other redcoat's chest and he soon fell to the ground as well.

Giving her look, Connor quickly resumed his fighting on the other side of the ship. Cameron got back up and watched as one last redcoat came rushing to her, she finally aimed the gun and fired, killing him as his body—like all the others—fell to the ground, lifeless. Connor approached her seeing the lifeless body in front of her feet and patted her back. "Come on, hurry!" He said, grabbing her arm and rushing her off the ship. They both leaped into the water just as the ship exploded.

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Cameron handed Connor the flag which he hung on the ships mast. It flew freely in the breeze. Connor spoke up. "Come on, we should return."

Cameron followed Connor all the way back to the man she saw him speaking with earlier. He was giving a speech in front of dozens of blue coated soldiers. Connor dismounted and told her to wait again as he approached them silently. Once the speech was finished, Connor spoke with him again. They talked for a while as the soldiers dispersed.

"Who is that man?" Cameron asked as he made his way back.

"No one you need to be concerned about," he said as he led her to a bolder where a few solders were taking cover. "Follow me and do not leave my side. Am I understood?"

Cameron nodded as she did was she was told. Both Cameron and Connor dodged bullets and hid under boulders as men shouted and dirt flew. Finally and safely out of harm's way, Connor led her into a forest thick with trees and wild animals. Cameron hoped there weren't any bears or wolves. As she kept following Connor, she watched as he suddenly and quickly climbed a tree, then another and then another.

"Come on, hurry!" He called as he made his way through the forest.

"I'll just follow you on foot, if you don't mind." She replied.

And she did just that, running as fast as she could to keep up with his running and climbing. Finally, she came to a mountainside just as Connor jumped down to meet her. "Stay here. I must go the rest of the way alone. I will return shortly. You should be safe now but if you follow me you will take the risk of getting caught by more soldiers. You know what to do if you come across any sort of trouble. Promise me you will not move."

Cameron listened as he spoke. She nodded, knowing that whatever he had to do, he wanted to do it alone. "I promise." She replied before Connor began climbing up the mountainside.

Cameron sat down against the tree listening to the forest animals. A bird was nearby squawking and a few deer dashed by her suddenly making her gasp in surprise. She took in her surroundings once more before she leaned back against the tree and closed her eyes dreaming about her life before the war. "Darling, one day you will meet someone who will change your entire world. Hold onto that person and never let them go." Her mother said as she stroked a brush through her dark brown tresses.

Cameron's eyes fluttered open and she felt someone shaking her shoulder lightly. "Wake up, Cameron."

Connor knelt beside her, waking her from her slumber. "You're back," she smiled. "Are you alright? Did you accomplish what you needed to?"

Connor nodded and held out his hand. "Yes, come. We must get back soon for it is almost nighttime."

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Cameron crashed onto the mattress just as they entered. She never felt so exhausted in her life. But today was a good day. She finally got a taste of Connor's 'missions'. Sitting up cross-legged, she looked up at Connor who was removing his coat. "Thank you for today Connor. It was a new and exciting experience for me." She smiled.

Connor stared at her for a few moments. After a while, he nodded. "I expect you want to accompany me tomorrow as well?"

"Oh yes! If you will allow me, I would really like to!"

Connor sighed at sat down on the bed opposite hers. "Cameron, I do not want you to think that what I do is purely for enjoyment. What I do is very dangerous. It is one of the reasons I wanted to keep you in here in the first place."

"I understand." Cameron replied softly. Was this really happening? Was Connor actually having a conversation with her? Or was Cameron just imagining it? Maybe she would wake up any minute now and Connor would stare at her disdainfully. After a few moments, Connor went on, confirming that this was not a dream. It was, in fact, reality.

"It is hard enough trying to keep myself from harm. But today I had you to think about and that made it more difficult." He took a long breath then continued. "If we continue to do this I want you to promise me you will listen to me as you did today."

"I promise." She replied.

Connor smiled slightly, then rose from the bed and walked into the washroom. Once the door was shut, Cameron laid back on her pillow. It was happening; she was finally going to accompany Connor from now on. She smiled to herself and hugged her pillow. Going over the events of the day in her head she realized that she could finally forget about her step-mother's harsh words and focus on the road ahead.

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