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Cam POV

"Oww! Macey that hurts!" I yelled at her.

"Cammie, it will never curl if I don't pull a little. Jesus, why do you have such a sensitive head?" She exclaimed. It was six fifty in the morning, we were all tired, and Macey had a hot object near my face. We were geniuses. We had all been up for almost an half an hour. It was a Saturday, town day actually, so we all got up early to have a hair-doing train. And your probably thinking, WTH do you care? Cause we all got boyfriends, that's why. And after being in a cell for a while, you tend to want to spend as much quality time with your best friends as you can get.

We were curling Liz's blonde bob, straightening Bex's long, curly chocolate hair, crimping Macey's short, board like jet black cut, and waving up my average, nothing special sandy head. We were planning to leave for town right after breakfast, so we had the whole day ahead of us.

I heard a knock on our dorm room door. Bex went to get it. I heard it was Zach,

"Oh, hey, Zach." Bex said to him.

"Hi." He said quickly, "Is Cam here?"

"Yah, let me go get her. But I warn you, half of her head is curly. She looks like Harvey two-face from Batman." She meant it as a joke, but Zach didn't even chuckle. Something was different in his voice, I could tell even from where I was sitting in the bathroom. I walked out to see he didn't have a normal expression on his face either. He looked sad, almost nervous too. Zach slipped his hand into mine and intertwined our fingers together.

"Hey, would you mind taking a walk with me?" He asked anxiously.

"Sure." I responded. He led me to the library. We walked through the books full of more useful and classified information than anyone could imagine. Zach's expression looked even sadder as he glanced at the clock on the wall. He squeezed my hand slightly.

"Okay, I don't have a lot of time left so I'm going to try to make this as painless as possible." He said out of the blue. I was puzzled. He sighed, "Cam, I'm going to…I'm….I have to leave. For a long time. And you have to stay here." I froze. What was he talking about? Spy's are very good at delivering news, good or bad, it's a skill that you learn early on. But Zach was was struggling more than ever to tell me this.

"W-What? What do you mean?" I asked, starting to panic and on the verge of tears.

"For curtain reasons, I am leaving for Europe in ten minutes. I am not supposed to say much, but let me tell you, if I could stay, I promise you I would, Cam." He explained.

"Why do you have to go? Who's making you leave?" Zach didn't respond, but he didn't have to. From the look on his face, I knew who it was, and it crushed me. "My mother." I whispered, "My mother is making you leave." I said louder this time.

All Zach did was nod. I was trying to hold back the tears the best I could. "Why?" I said in a hushed voice, it was all I could muster. He ran his hand through his hair.

"Well, I can't keep it from you now." He sighed. "She thinks that my mom might possibly be getting to you…not through me…but I might have something to do with it."

"No, no, no! That's not true." I was crying now. My hand covered my mouth. It wasn't true. Was it? No, Zach would never hurt me. He wrapped his big arms around me and pulled my head into his chest.

"I'm so sorry, Cam. I'm so, so sorry. I wish I could stay, but I can't just tell your mother no, you are her daughter, and I understand that all she wants to do is protect you. And I want to do the same. And Cammie, I'm scared she might be a little right about all this." Zach said. I just shook my head as I soaked his shirt with my tears.

And yes, 'Miss Hide All Emotions' is now breaking down to the max. I have been trained, and trained hard, to learn to do stuff like this. To let go. To be able to learn to understand, move on, or dig deeper if needed-which it almost always was. But this was different. Zach used be a mission to me. I was a spy teenage girl. I was trying to figure out a fellow spy teenage boy. But now, now I'm that teenage girl again, but I guess I always am.

"Zach, please don't do this. She doesn't always know what's right for me. And I know you would never try to hurt me. But please…just…don't leave." I finally gained control of most of my voice. "With everything that has happened, leaving wouldn't make it better." I heard Zach's name being called from the front gates. I froze, unable to move a muscle.

"Cam, I have to go. I'm so, so, so sorry. You will see me again though, I promise." He said it like he meant it, which was not as reassuring as I would have hoped. Zach then enveloped me in his arms as he kissed me. I didn't think he would let go at first. Zach's name was still being called repeatedly, but neither of us cared. He tilted his head to get in closer. tears were still rolling down my cheeks, and I felt some of his own, as shocking as that was. I felt my back being pressed up against the wall behind me. One of Zach's hands had moved over to my face, cupping my cheek. I rubbed his arms with my hands, trying to memorize every part of him with my finger tips.

From lack of breath, he finally broke away, but pushed his forehead against my own. I felt his heavy breathing from his chest pressed up against me.

"I love you, Cam." He said, trying to hold back more tears. I was still crying though. I guess then was to serious for 'Gallagher Girl'.

"I love you, too." I said back. I felt Zach's grip tighten for a couple seconds while we just looked at each other, so we could capture the other's face in our minds forever. He unwrapped me from his strong arms and slowly backed away, never breaking eye contact with me. He didn't let go of my hand until the distance became too great.

From a window I watched him drive away with water dripping from my eyes. After I watched the car completely disappear, I waited a couple minutes to make sure to see if he came back. I knew he wouldn't. Once a spy gets their mind set on something, especially Zachary Goode, there's no stopping them. Then I just sat up against a wall and cried for a while. How could this happen? How could he leave me like that? Regardless of what my mother says. Even after what I went through. Did I do something? It's not like I'm trying to hurt anybody. I didn't sign up for that. I didn't sign any contract saying 'I will now attract as much danger as possible and get kidnapped many times on purpose'. I was always told that this like had a price, but how come that only seemed to count with me, okay and Macey had some hard times too but still. I never saw Bex being kidnapped, or the love of Liz's life leaving her randomly one morning at seven. And my freakin' dad was dead for crying out loud!

I jumped off the floor and sprinted for my mother's office. This is when I would finally give her a piece of my mind.

I didn't even knock, I was so ticked. I shoved open the heavy wooden door of the headmistresses office and stormed until I was standing inches from her. I was fuming with anger, and I'm pretty sure she could tell.

"What. The heck. Just happened." I said through teeth clenched so hard it hurt. She must have known what I was talking about because her expression showed she really wanted to avoid that conversation. "Is there a reason my boyfriend just left to god knows where? Because I'm pretty sure it was not all him that made the decision." I was going to make this difficult for her. She deserved it.

"Cammie, calm down it's ju-"

"I don't want to calm down!" I screamed, cutting her off mid sentence. "Frankly, Mom, I think I have a right to be furious right now."

"Cammie, I know, I'm so sorry. It's just that we are going to all lengths to keep you as safe as possible. We are eliminating all possible threats." She new she had chosen the wrong words for that one. I guess being calm and collected when your daughter is freaking out in front of you is quite difficult. My eyes went wide.

"You think he is a threat? Are you insane? He would never try to hurt me. It's not his fault who his mother is."

"I know, I know. It's not Zach himself, it's more the people who could be connected to him somehow. And I would never blame him for his mother. Who she turned out to be has nothing to do with him. Cammie, I would never kick Zachary out for no reason, I just need to know that I did everything I could to keep you here with us." She said with as much fake consideration in her voice as she could muster. I rolled my eyes. My knuckles were white from clenching my mother's desk.

"Yah, well how come their are still people in the same building as I am, huh. That could kill me, Mom. So since you are in the 'throwing people out' mood, why don't you make everybody else leave the mansion. Because they all have connections too." Sarcasm flowed from my tone.

"Cameron Ann Morgan! I will not have you speak that way to your mother, or your headmistress! I did this for you and you show no appreciation for people giving up their lives for you!"

"How could you do this for me, Mom?! I love him! And you ship him off somewhere! And your asking me to thank you? Jeez, thanks for making the love of my life leave, Mom, thanks. And you think I don't appreciate what people have done for me? Well I do, and I'm sorry if I act like I don't. But I will never understand how people more dangerous then Zach could ever be can be in the same room as I am when Zach has to be at the other end of the world." With that, I shoved some loose papers off her desk and walked steadily out the door, slamming it on my way out. My mother was speechless, which means I put up a good argument.

When I reached my room, I cried some more. I cried because Zach was gone. I cried because I hated my mother so much right then. I cried because my dad was dead. I cried because Zach's mom was Zach's mom. But mostly, I cried because life can be so stupid sometimes.