Today's prompts are... ... ... Linus! Where are the prompts? [Hands me the hat] Thank you Linus. Today's prompts are... "You're not the kind of person I thought you'd be... I like that" and... "What are you doing here?" Let's see what happens.

It had been just over twenty-four hours since Kay had last spoken to Cameron, well, spoken to Jonathan but she didn't know that. She couldn't understand it; she knew Cameron was upset and rightfully so but... why did it seem like he hated her? She shook her head, clearly Cameron didn't want anything to do with her anymore, she should just forget about him. That's when her phone rang, "Hello?"

"Kay?" A familiar voice said on the other line.

"Jonathan?"

"No, it's not Jonathan, it's me. Kay, you gotta help me, I didn't know who else to call."

Kay sat down in shock, "C-Cameron?"

Cameron gave a nervous chuckle, "Y-yeah... wait till you hear how I got myself into this. I know this is a lot to ask especially after the way I snapped at you but... you're the only one I know I can trust right now..."

"What about Dina, Jordan, or Gunter?"

There was a silence for a moment, "I need to see you Kay." I need you, he thought.

Kay was silent for a moment, "I'll be there as soon as possible." It took Kay less than an hour to reach the prison. When she walked into the meeting room, she saw him. The man sitting at the table looked up and locked eyes with her. This time she recognized those eyes. "Can you give us a few minutes?" She said to the guard. The guard left the room and Kay turned back to Cameron, "It really is you."

Cameron stood up and grinned sheepishly, "Hey Kay... you look good."

She took a step closer to him, "Cameron... h-how long have you been here? What are you doing here?"

"Uh... just a little over twenty-four hours. I would've called sooner but I just thought-" He was cut off by Kay pulling him into a hug. He froze for a moment then proceeded to tightly wrap his arms around her, "God, I missed you." He was mentally kicking himself for ever thinking that he could be done with her.

"I missed you too." When they pulled away, Kay got a good look at his face, "You're hurt."

Cameron realised she was talking about the bruise on his cheek, "Oh that... that's nothing. You know if you wanna see hurt, you should see what some of my fellow prisoners did." He joked then realized that he probably shouldn't have said that.

"Wait, who's hurt you?"

"I-it's not important. I'm just a little bruised, nothing too bad."

"No, tell me. I want names."

Cameron gripped her shoulders, "Kay, it's not important." He looked into her eyes, "You came. That's important."

Kay pursed her lips. She wanted to know who hurt him but she didn't want to push him, "What happened? How are you here? Where's Jonathan?" She asked as they sat down.

Cameron sighed, "I... he punched me out. He switched our clothing and he-he left."

"But why? What happened?"

"I'm not going to lie. I... I had planned on breaking him out." Kay looked down at the table then back at him, "I'm sorry. I just, I was angry that-"

"That the FBI had really let you guys down again... but this time, it really was our fault."

Cameron took her hand which surprised her but she didn't move it back, "But it wasn't yours."

"Cameron-"

"No. These past twenty-four hours reminded just how much you helped and how much you put your job-the job you love-on the line for us."

"Were you planning on leaving and just disappearing... no pun intended." Kay said, cracking a small smile.

Cameron actually managed to let out a little chuckle then his smile faded, "Y-yes."

"W-would I have ever seen you again?" She asked, remembering what he-no, Jonathan had said the other day.

"I-I don't know." Kay's eyes flickered down again which Cameron noticed. He squeezed her hand, "I wouldn't know how to face you."

"I would've understood." She said, squeezing his hand back.

Cameron shook his head smiling, "You're not the kind of person I thought you'd be... I like that."

"Why did Jonathan leave you here?"

"I think he got fed up. I don't blame him but... I have no idea where he is or what he's doing. I just know he hates me."

Kay gave him a sympathetic look, "He doesn't hate you."

"Then why did he-"

"Cameron, I-I don't know if you remember but I saw how Jonathan looked when you got stuck in the vault. He loves you Cameron."

"Then why?"

"People make bad choices when they're mad or scared or stressed."

Cameron smirked, "Did you just quote Frozen?"

Kay thought for a moment then let out a chuckle, "I didn't intend to." They both laughed a little. Kay then gave his hand a reassuring squeeze, "I'm getting you out of here Cameron. I'll have them run a DNA test."

"Wait. Kay... you don't hate me?"

Kay slowly shook her head, "I don't think I could if I tried."

They smiled at each other as Kay let go of his hand and got up from her seat, "Kay?"

She turned around to look at him, "Yes?"

Cameron grinned, "I don't hate you either. Quite the opposite of hate actually." Kay felt her cheeks turn a slight pink which didn't go unnoticed by Cam as his cheeks turn a little rosy from his own words.

About twelve hours later and after some very choice curse words from Kay, they tested Cam's DNA and fingerprints and realized that they had the wrong man. They apologized for the mix-up and quite frankly, they had grown quite terrified of Kay and her glare in such a short time.

Kay and Cameron exited the prison. When he got out the door, Cameron stopped and took a deep breath. He never realized just how much he appreciated the fresh air. Kay smiled as he looked over to her, clearly glad to be out, "Let's get you home." They started to walk towards her car when Cameron gently grasped her arm, stopping her, "Cameron? What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I just..." He paused and took a step closer to her, "Kay I-I... what happens now?"

"What do you mean?" She said stepping towards him.

"I mean... are we... going to be partners again? Are you still going to be in my life?" His hand sliding down her arm and taking her hand in his.

Kay felt her heart quicken, "Do you want me to be?"

He gazed into her deep brown eyes, "Yes." Their faces were very close to each other and the fact that they were pretty close in height made it easier for them to be in close proximity, "Kay, I want you in my life. I-I need you in my life."

"Cameron, I..." Kay was still unsure of what he meant, "Am... am I just another FBI agent to you?"

Cameron gave her a sweet smile, "No. You never were." Kay let out a slight laugh which made Cam's smile widen. Suddenly, their faces were so close that their lips were just inches apart, "Kay, I..."

Kay's expression softened, "Yes?"

"I..." Cameron lips hovered about an inch away from hers. He was nervous but after a few seconds, he softly pressed his lips against hers and he felt her grip his hand a little tighter. He pulled away after a mere moment, "N-no, we shouldn't... I'm sorry. I-I didn't ask. I just..." Cameron was at a loss for words. When he thought of the future, the only thing that was clear in his mind was that he wanted Kay to be a part of it, if she would let him.

"No, no, i-it's okay... I..." She softly cupped his bruised cheek and pressed her lips against his in a tender kiss. His hands moved to cup her neck as he adjusted the angle of their heads and deepened the kiss. Her hands moved down a tad as she gripped the fabric of his jacket. A few moments later, they pulled away, not having moved much they kept their foreheads pressed gently together as their eyes remained closed for a little while. "I want you in my life too. I just didn't think you meant... this way."

"Y-yeah. I didn't just... screw things up did I?"

Kay chuckled, "Far from it."

He smiled, making his dimples appear, "Good."

"Cameron?"

"Yeah?"

"You're not going to make me regret this are you?" She smirked playfully.

Cameron raised a playful eyebrow, "Well, I certainly don't plan to."

Kay smiled and intertwined their hands, "Let's get you home."She said, repeating herself.

Cameron smiled and squeezed her hand, "I'm already there. Thanks to you."Cameron didn't know what he did to deserve to have Kay in his life but damn, was he glad that she was.

...I know, I actually finished a new one-shot! I hoped you guys liked it! If you did, please let me know what you thought because I always love hearing your opinions!

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