Zach POV

'Stop' I hissed. I tapped my foot on the floor to fill the silence

'Stop' I snapped not being able to take it anymore

'You went to that restaurant without any back up Zach!' Bex exclaimed continuing to glare at me

'Well I'm sorry' I rolled my eyes

'Bullshit! You wanted to see Cam! It was nothing to do with the mission'

'Listen, she has a reason for missing the wedding and I for one am going to let it go' Macey said leaning back on the counter of the kitchen

'How can you let it go so easily!' Bex snapped

'Because she had her reasons' Macey shrugged 'Charlotte missed the wedding as well and must have missed Owen's first birthday. Whatever they were up to was bigger that both those moments. You need to stop being angry'

'I'm pissed that she's done this again! I'm fucking annoyed that this mission was given to her and Charlotte! Why was it her and Charlotte?' The room turned silent as we allowed Bex's words to wash over us all. Why was it her and Charlotte? 'I'm angry that at some points, I've not know if my best friend was alive or not' she added quietly 'Cam could have called but didn't. She goes it alone and struggles. Why?' Bex began to pace around the room 'why doesn't she trust us enough to call us?'

'She wants to protect us' Macey said giving a slight shudder

'Protect us?' Bex laughed 'Cam has never done this for herself I know, but by doing this, she's putting our lives at risk as well'

'Why are you so angry?' I snapped not wanting to listen to this anymore 'why have you always been so pissed off at Cam, yet were willing to take a bullet for her' I gestured to her shoulder where the scar showed faintly, a scar she got helping Cam.

'She's not the same' bex said bluntly

'We know' Mackey rolled her eyes

'No you don't' Bex hissed 'I've known Cam a lot longer than all of you, even Liz! I was at Mr Morgan's funeral, I was the one that Cam showed the passageways to, I was the one who took her to London, I was the one who read and re read her notes just to find her, I was the one that she tried to tell about Catherine. I WAS HER BEST FRIEND!' Tears fell down her cheek, no one commented 'I've seen several versions of Cam and none of them have been my best friend. None of them have been the girl that said goodbye to her dad. And this Cam' she pointed off into the distance as if she was right in the room 'this Cam is a killer' she looked at all of us in turn, her eyes resting on me 'and something tells me, she's going to do it again'

Cam POV

The vineyard was miles and miles of green space, the flowers bloomed and the vibes reached the sky. I told Dominic to wait in the car at the bottom of the hill.

'I'm afraid I can't do that Miss, it's for your protection'

'I can handle myself' I said stubbornly before slamming the car door. I walked up the path towards the little restaurant and shop at the top. I walked in, the aroma of lavender and freshly pressed grapes filled the air. I took a deep breath and sighed happily.

'Ah Madame!' A waiter called 'how are you?' He replied in broken English

'Very well Marco. Is my table ready?'

'Si, si' he said leading me towards the patio. The umbrella was up allowing shade from the heat. I slithered into the shadows whilst wine was poured. I could get used to this I thought taking a sip

'That would be a bad idea' a voice said from behind, they chuckled as if reading my thoughts. I didn't turn, I just kept staring into the distance. 'May I sit?' The familiar voice said. I glanced around and noticed that the area had been vacated, a guard stood on the inside of the restaurant blocking the exit, stopping anyone getting to us...or me getting away. We were alone. And I didn't mind it.

'What brings you to Venice, Townsend?' I asked

'Business' he said dryly.

'Oh?' I raised my eyebrows and took another sip

'You missed what would have been a lovely wedding' he sighed. I clenched my jaw

'It wasn't my fault'

'Nothing ever is, is it?'

'I'll ask again, what brings you to Venice?'

'Like I said; business'

'So your business involves me?'

'I'm here to warn you Cameron' he leans forward, his tone growing deeper and more serious, his eyes alert and worried. 'You've been spending time with Mr Dahl, haven't you?'

I nodded, feeling not like the trained agent I am, but a girl being told off

'Word is that someone is trying to kill his son'

'And you think it's me?' I said surprised

'Is it?' He leant in more

'You need to get your facts right Townsend' I sighed finishing off the last of my glass 'someone isn't trying to kill Alexander...they're trying to kill me' Townsend didn't respond. He sat back and looked out into the distance, over the hills of green. 'But you knew that already, didn't you?' He still didn't respond. He simply reached into his inside jacket pocket and pulled out an envelope. He slid it across the table still not looking at me. I reached across and felt the rough paper. I didn't speak as I opened it. There was USB.

'We found another one' He said turning to face me as I placed the USB in between my fingers, examining it closely 'The CIA had hold of it. They were quite demanding that they had it'

'So you cloned it?' I asked, Townsend gave a small shrug

'They wanted the USB, they didn't know there were two of them'

'So…'

'So whatever your father had left in here, you need to work it out before the CIA do'

'Where did you find this?' I asked, anger building inside

'In the remains of your Nebraskan home'

''How long have you had this for?' I demanded

'Only a few weeks'

'But the house was attacked months ago!'

'The first time' He said in a hushed tone. I felt the anger turn into fear 'It was attacked again two weeks ago'

'What happened?' I muttered

'The agent on guard was attacked, the place was ransacked and burnt. Everything's gone Cameron. I'm sorry' I sunk back into my chair feeling a weight on my shoulders

'Do they know you're here?' I asked

'CIA don't, your mother and Joe know, Zach and the others don't' I nodded and looked at the USB, Townsend followed my gaze. 'We tried to crack it, but Joe knew you'd be able to work it out'

'I can't' I shook my head 'every time I did, it was something to do with the circle. All it will be is something we've already stopped' I stood up ready to move away 'The Circle is finished' I said as confidently as possible and began to love towards the door

'I want to believe you Cameron' Townsend's voice stopped me. I turned back to look at him staring at me 'So why do you think I'm here?' He stood up and came towards me 'There's unfinished business'

'So let's finish it'

Author's note: Ohhhhhh, so is the circle finished? Let me know what you think, find out more tomorrow xxx