(AN: Ok everybody. I know I may have confused some of you with the whole Gilly's sword is at Blackthorne thing but here's the story.
The original plan was that the sword would stay at Gallagher. But now, with everybody commenting on it, I'll just reveal the story. Btw, sorry I didn't mention it before.
Remember when Rachel said the terrorist attacks were getting closer to Gallagher? Well, they moved the sword because they thought the sword wouldn't be safe enough, even with code black turned on. So they moved the sword to the only place where it would be safe with hundreds of Gallagher Girls guarding it. Blackthorne. Ehh. Sorry I've confused you guys so much. Forgive me for that )
Of all the things to happen on a CoveOps mission this just had to happen. Seeing Josh here wasn't exactly what my legend had mentioned. Why did he seem to pop out of nowhere when you least expect it? ARGH! I could just scream here (But I won't. It'll catch everyone's attention and I'm not called the Chameleon for nothing). Sheesh Josh! Can't you just stay out of my life for once?
I felt Zach stiffen next to me, his eyes never leaving Josh's innocent face. If Zach tried to kill him, I would have to stop him, and we would lose our trail. My eyes looked into Zach's and he relaxed, apparently having gotten the message I had sent him. With one last dirty look at Josh, he walked to stand in the row of shoes next to our tailee.
I turned towards the door, and Josh chose that exact same moment to look up, searching for someone. I could see the shock cross his face in my mind, the hurt and pain in his eyes, the whispered "Cammie?" forming. I turned around, taking a deep breath and stared at him. I could sense Bex, Grant looking towards us from their cover within the clothes rack, I could feel Zach striding towards me purposely, but, like last time, I froze. Looking at Josh, I could feel the past memories falling into my head, my very first kiss with him, and our shared notes at the gazebo. Josh had happened to be my first love, and I would always love him no matter how shallow it was.
I looked up at Zach who had grasped my hand and then wrapped his arm around my waist, snapping out of my reverie. He smiled tightly at me and I looked back up at Josh. "Hi." I said. Simple. Easy to understand.
Josh recoiled from the two of us though, muttering something about "I have to go, bye…Cammie." He left the shop and I stared after him, my heart throbbing. Zach pulled me against him in a warm embrace and I spotted the subject leaving the store. Pulling away, we both left the store and walked with Bex and Grant towards a French boutique, pretending to admire the clothes on the mannequin whenever Keith looked back.
The whole day, we followed the two inseparable men, throughout the whole mall, back and forth between the two guys. I stopped short when they led us into an alley though and looked back up at Zach. I knew this was supposed to be a mission, but why would they lead us into an alley?
The two guys turned around and pulled guns literally out of nowhere. We were trained spies though, and we acted twice as fast, pulling out guns of our own. Zach slipped all of us a napotine patch each and we fired. Shots filled the air, and the two men crumpled in front of us. A sharp pain seared my chest and I fell, diving into blackness.
Zach POV.
I felt a dagger shoot at my heart as Cammie crumpled to the ground, blood oozing out of her chest like a punctured juice box. I ran over to her unconscious body and shook her, tears falling out of my eyes continuously. Bex ran over to the other side of her limp body, took off her jacket and wrapped it across Cammie's chest, putting pressure on the wound. I just sat there, helpless as I looked at my beautiful chameleon dying.
"We need to get help!" she shouted at Grant who immediately whipped out a cell phone. He muttered some indistinct words to someone unknown and flipped off the cell.
"They're coming." He told me reassuringly. I merely nodded and stared at the girl lying by my feet. Bex was still holding the now-soaked jacket with her hands to Cammie's chest and I shot her a look of gratitude. I looked up to the footsteps that were swiftly approaching us, and saw Mr Solomon running towards the scene. He took one look at Cammie, Bex, and Grant and then me, nodded, and looked towards the opening of the alley where an ambulance had just arrived.
The doors burst open, and a swarm of paramedics came rushing out. They all gathered around Cammie, ushering the 4 of us on to the side. One of the men walked over, asked a whispered question to Solomon, shook his head and walked off. Solomon led us out of the alley where a helicopter was waiting with the rest of our peers inside. I climbed in, my mind not working properly, and sat down next to Jonas who was working with a laptop. He gave me a sympathetic pat on the back and smiled at me.
I nodded and looked away. Mr Solomon kept shooting looks at me to which I ignored completely. When we finally touched down at Blackthorne, I rushed out of the helicopter, up to my room, grabbed a pair of sweats, changed, and went down to the gym where I punched the bag with so much force that I knocked it off the bar it was attached to. Grant walked through the double doors and walked over to pick up the fallen punching bag. Trying to tie it back up, he looked at me and sighed, giving up and dropping the bag on the floor.
"Sorry about Cammie, man." he said. I just nodded and walked over to where the weights were. I had to get all of this anger out of me somehow. This pain rushing through me, this heartache I felt, torn between the life and death of Cameron Morgan. I didn't even know if she would even live. The bullet had hit her squarely in the chest after all. Grant was still standing there watching me. Grant was still there, feeling pity for me. I looked back up at him, expecting him to go on.
"Oh, yeah. Solomon just told me that you could go visit her if you want. She's unconscious right now, so it's not the best time, but you could go. She's alive." he added quickly. Dropping the weights, I mouthed him thanks and ran out of the gym. Anticipation rushed through me now, covering every nerve in my body. Cammie was alright. Cammie was alright. The thought ran through my mind more than a 100 times as I rushed through the school. Planning to take a quick shower and change, I was met on the staircase by a very grim looking Solomon. He stopped me by placing an arm on my shoulder.
"Hey Zach. Did Grant tell you about - " he started but I quickly cut him off by nodding. He sighed, resigned. "Ok fine. Meet me at the helicopter in 15 minutes." He nodded to me, and walked off. I rushed upstairs and showered and changed, ready in 10 minutes. That meant I still had another 3 minutes left. I quickly looked around the room, finding the necklace that I had given Cammie before and grabbed it. This reminded me of something. Today was her birthday! Oh right. I rushed over to my drawer and pulled it open. Digging in the contents, I extracted a small velvet box. I had bought it with the necklace, though I only gave her the necklace that night, planning to give her these earrings today when we were allowed to go to town. Damn this CoveOps assignment.
Rushing out of the room, I pocketed the necklace and the earrings in my pocket and made my way up to the helicopter pad where I saw Solomon waiting for me, his face blank. This was going to be a long ride...
(AN: Short. Very Short. But I'm focusing on my other story right now so expect less updates from this story. It might help your craving =] if you read my other story. It's on my profile, titled hmm! Rofls. Review! And I'll try to update ASAP)