Cam POV

I followed Dawn up a small set of stairs to the next floor, she went off to the left to a small room, a guest room. She knelt down by the bed and produced my rucksack that I took with me from Gallagher. She placed it on the bed.

'I never went through it. That was something I couldn't do to you'

'Why?'

'You left it. I always thought that you'd come back for it'

'Well I have...just too late'

'I'm sorry for what Catherine did to you'

'You could have helped me...you knew I was going to Rome...why didn't you follow?'

'I would have been killed as a traitor'

'Yet I was tortured for information I saw by accident from you'

'How was I meant to know that you would have read the paper!'

'Because I'm a Gallagher girl!'

'Not that long ago sweetie, you were just a kid in the wrong place at the wrong time'

'I was at the fair with my dad. One of the last real memories I still have of him'

'I have a feeling of deja vu' Dawn rubbed her forehead

'Sorry' I muttered opening my bag. There was most of the things that I had taken with me that summer. I had a lot of clothes, some gear, money, passports, documents, a map and a small camera. I got the camera out and turned it on. It buzzed to life, scrolling through the photos I noticed they were all surveillance photos; positions of cameras, guards...every so often there was a picture of a car with tinted windows, the same car I saw in DC and the same car that chased me a few hours ago...whoever was behind the wheel clearly wanted me. But why? I placed the camera down and went through the rest of my bag. Nothing seemed to be missing, but I had a strange feeling that something was. I looked around the small room. Nothing seemed personalised, nothing seemed touched.

'The initials on the door frame' I looked at Dawn 'When did I engrave it?' Dawn thought for a moment

'When I told you about your father and why he was in Paris'

'Why was he in Paris?'

'He was looking for me' She leant against the wall

'Why?' My curiousity was spiked

'He said he found a way to bring the circle down...but wouldn't tell me how, he needed me to testify that I provided the evidence of the list'

'Why didn't you?' I asked

'I was scared for my life...I'd been on the run from them for over a decade! I gave up my daughter so that she wasn't a target! Giving your father that list was something I'm proud of and regret deeply' She stared at me 'He shouldn't have died Cam. I feel guilty'

'It's not your fault' I found myself saying. Dawn gave a light laugh

'One minute you accuse me, the next you're comforting me'

'All I know is that you should have stopped him and me' My voice cracked slightly. Dawn flashed a weak smile.

'You should get some rest' She exited the room. A few moments later Bex slide into the room.

'Did you find everything? She asked. I bit my lip and glanced at my bag

'I feel like something's missing'

'Like what?' She came and examined all of my things. 'Well I know' Bex looked at me triumphantly

'What?' I groaned, not in the mood for games

'Well you hacked into two secure organisations here right?'

'Yeah…'

'So where's the laptop?' Bex held back an I told you so smile. My eyes widened and I glanced across the room. Where was my laptop?

Zach POV

'There's no GPS signal. I can't find them' Liz groaned

'FUCK' I shouted throwing a pillow against the wall

'Did anyone have eyes on them?' Grant asked. I looked around, everyone shook their heads.

'The CCTV and the signal cuts out when Cam came down this road' Jonas pointed at the map 'She was on the screen for 3 minutes before it cut off'

'Somebody didn't want anyone to see Cam' Macey looked at me

'Or they didn't want to be seen' Nick added

'I can't just sit here and do nothing!' I raised my arms up

'Bex said they were laying low. They're clearly safe' Grant answered

'Or injured' Nick suggested, he was then punched in the stomach by Macey

'Not helping' she hissed

'I'm just speaking like a trained operative; which we all are' Nick stood up and brushed himself off 'We need to stop thinking about Cam and Bex as our friends or partners, we need to think of them as operatives, find out how they tick, what their patterns are'

'Cam runs' Grant answered

'Bex follows' I added

'They're closer to each other than to me and Liz' Macey admitted

'So they'd stick together' Nick said

'I can't believe we're doing this' Liz muttered. We all looked at her

'Can you explain Liz?' Macey asked

'We're building a profile on two of our friends! We're treating them like they're criminals'

'They aren't criminals Liz' I soothed 'It's just that if we think like them, we can predict their next moves'

'Cam would stick to bigger crowds, to blend in and be a chameleon' Liz began to tap her foot.

'They mentioned the louve to Daniel...we need to keep that under watch' I said

'Tourist spots would be the best' Nick added

'What about the car that was chasing them?' Grant asked

'Not them. Only Cam' Macey looked deflated at Liz

'What's wrong?' I asked. Macey took a heavy sigh

'When we were in DC, we saw a car like that. Cam was watching it and when we all looked it disappeared quickly'

'So somebody knows that Cam's here' I thought aloud

'And they obviously didn't want any witnesses…' Liz turned her screen around to show the news feed with bullet cartridges on the ground. This wasn't going to be an easy in and out mission. This was going to be a mission of life and death.

Author's note: I'm back my people! So next upload will be Saturday 29th! See you there xxx

LJ: Charlotte's mom is a character I've actually loved to write about...but she has more secrets... xxx

AnnaP2365: It might not be the Circle looking for the girls...It might be someone closer than you think...Here's a little bit of Zach's POV, I try to alternate the POV every so often. Glad you love it xxx