Cam POV

After me and Tyler did what we did, we set off again. The atmosphere in the car changed, it was calmer, happier, there was a slight electricity between us that made my adrenaline spark. I knew it wouldn't last long, but for this short time, I felt like me. Not Cameron Gallagher or Cameron Morgan or Cammie the Chameleon, I was just Cameron. Just a girl sitting in a car, breathing in the fresh air and her hair blowing in the wind. I savored this moment while the car began to slow down.

'We're here'

After we got out of the car, I surveyed the area. The gravel track leading up to the house had caused dust to spiral behind us. The detached house stood agape compared to it's surroundings, almost as if ripped from a story book.

'Stay close Cam' Tyler said beginning to walk towards the door. I nodded even though his back was turned and I followed his order. Tyler knocked on the door sharply and then stood like a barrier in front of me. 'Whatever happens, you need to stay calm, and stay close. Understand?'

'Yes' I whispered.

The door opened and a frail red headed woman opened the door.

'Tyler?' She croaked, she then looked over his shoulder, right at me. 'Cameron?' Her eyes seemed to water with a mixture of emotions

'Is he in?' Tyler asked

'No he's gone to get supplies'

'Then we don't have much time' Tyler reached for my hand and pulled me inside. Once inside I got a clear look at Catherine. She was ill, very ill. Her skin had lost it's healthy colour that I remember before, her hair was limp and greasy, her eyes had dark bags under them and the pupils had lost the glint she always had. The glint that made me question if she was good or bad.

'It's so good to see you' Catherine pulled me into a boney hug. She withdrew and held me at arms length 'You look incredibly beautiful Cameron'

'Catherine, what happened?' I asked. She sighed and pulled away from me, wrapping her thin arms around her torso

'The Circle wanted you alive because you hadn't given us all the information. Yet you woke up without any knowledge about your previous life; I told Dr Steve to leave you be, but he was positive that you knew and that he could get it out of you. So he hired Tyler to watch you when he couldn't. Everything was going according to his plan until your friends arrived' She gave a weezy chuckle 'That note absolutely terrified him, he thought you were out for blood'

'I am' I interrupted

'So he came up with a solution. Take away what you loved in order to get you back'

'Where is Michelle and Oliver?'

'They are safe' Catherine said 'Or so I believe, Dr Steve seems to be running the show recently, he does not tell me much and I cannot ask'

'Can't you just leave here? We have a car, he not here, you can go!'

'It's not that simple Cam' Tyler said, leaning against the wall

'Why?' I asked. Catherine gave me a sad smile and lifted her trouser leg to show me an massive black tag

'If I leave this house then 10,000 volts of electricity surge's through me. I am stuck here'

'You're not stuck' I snapped 'You're a prisoner, and he's killing you'

'He will keep me alive' She waved it away

'Only because of me!' I shouted 'As soon as he has me, you're not needed'

'Cam' Tyler hissed

'It's true!' I shouted 'All he needs is me and then he has everything. I don't know what he wants but no one else is getting hurt because of me'

'You should not have brought her here' Catherine hissed at Tyler

'Don't blame him! You were the one who phoned me' I snapped. Catherine stopped where she was and spun around

'What phone call?' Tyler asked, uncrossing his arms and standing straight.

'Before I fell'

'What did I say?' Catherine's voice broke slightly, something unnatural...fear perhaps

'It all burned down' I said, remembering the singsong way that she had said it

'Cameron' Catherine spoke slowly, like Zach did before I fell 'I did not phone you'

'Yes you did, it was you, it had to be you'

'You're confused sweetie. I did not phone you'

'Then who did?'

Suddenly there was a rush of air and a sharp stabbing pain in my right leg. I looked down and saw I had been shot with a dart. I ripped it out and examined it, already feeling dizzy and numb.

'Cam' Tyler rushed to steady me. I looked past his blurred figure to see Catherine had to collapsed on the ground, a dart sticking out of her neck.

'What's going on?' I whispered feeling my body sink further and further into the ground.

'Stay close Cam, stay close'

Author's note: So Catherine is really sick, what will happen? Did Tyler drug Cam or someone else? Update tomorrow for a double xxx

Emma: NO NEVER, ZAMMIE ALL THE WAY (secretly I agree with you ;D) xxx