Joe's POV

Sure, losing the people you loved and trusted most is hard, but when their daughter is slipping through your fingers too, it's a whole new feeling.

Joe didn't know what true love was. Until he met Cameron Ann Morgan. Holding the little new born in his arms, he understood why protecting loved ones was so important.

He remembered that day clearly. It was about an hour after Cammie was born. Joe rushed to the hospital, excited to see his god-daughter.

February 26 1997-

"Joe, the baby's been born." Mathew rushed into the phone. Joe chuckled at his best friends excitement.

"Congratulations Matty. I'm happy for you guys." Joe said.

"Come to the hospital and meet your god-daughter will you?" Mathew asked. Joes eyes widened And he stood up.

"You want me to be your daughters god-father?" He asked, surprised to be asked such a thing.

"Of course! We're at the local hospital. Hurry up though, this little one is a cutie and I think Rachel is having a hard time letting people hold her but she's falling a sleep. Who knows how long she will stay asleep though." Joe grinned and laughed, getting up to grab his keys.

"I'll be there in a few minutes." he said before hanging up and jumping in the car.

Xxxx

Once he got to the hospital, Joe asked the lady at the front desk where Rachel Morgan was staying.

Finding room 223 was harder than he thought, but once he heard the soft cooing of a baby, he knew he had found the right room. Walking in, he was met with the most amazing sight in the world. His god-daughter. So small and laying in Mathews arms.

"Joe!" Mathew greeted in a whisper. "Make sure you are quiet. Rachel needs the sleep. Here, meet Cameron Ann Morgan." Mathew held out the little baby girl towards Joe and Joe carefully took her in his arms, supporting her head with the crook of his elbow.

She was small an weighed next to nothing. She had little curls of hair sticking out, a beautiful blonde. Her nose was so tiny and she had a confused look on her face while looking up at Joe. He looked at her eyes and was amazed at the blue that was in them.

"She's beautiful." He whispered. Baby Cameron made a soft cooing noise and Mathew and Joe chuckled.

"She's been doing that a lot. All the soft little noises. It's cute huh?" Mathew said with a big grin on his face. Joe only nodded while staring at the baby that was currently in his arms. She gave him a wonderful feeling. A feeling of true happiness and joy that he hasn't felt in a while. Right then and there, Joe had promised to always keep Cameron safe and protected. No matter what. Because that's what you do for the ones you love. You keep them safe from any type of danger.

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That moment Cammie was in his arms, he swore to always protect her. And he failed. Because here she is, slowly dying in a secret CIA hospital.

"Joe, it's going to be okay. Cammie's a tough girl. She can get through this." Bex said, doubting her own words. Joe ignored her and stood up walking towards Zach, who was currently pacing back and forth, begging the tears not to flow again.

Suddenly, Joe had him pinned up against a wall, a cold hard stare pointed at Zach. You know the saying; if looks could kill? Well, if looks could kill, Zach would be dead. And that was fine with Joe.

"Why didn't you call me?" Joe seethed. Zach struggled to breath, trying to pull joes arm off of his neck.

"I-I thought I c-could handle- it." Zach struggle to say. Joe pressed his arm a little harder on Zach's neck.

"And how'd that work out for you? Huh?" He asked through gritted teeth. "Cammie's dying now because you thought you were some tough guy. My god-daughter is dying." Joe brought his other arm back and was about to punch Zach when someone grabbed the arm and ripped him off of Zach.

"Mr. Solomon, it's hard for all of us okay? Maybe not so much me because I only met her a few times, but it doesn't mean I don't feel bad." Grant said.

"Boy, if you know what's good for you, you will let me go. Now." Joe said in a calm, but threatening voice. Grant did as told, but made sure Joe didn't go after Zach again.

"Sir, I'm sorry I didn't call once we found where Cam was. But the only thing on my mind at that point, was to get my Princess back." Zach told Joe. "I'm in love with her Sir. She's all I have. This is hard for me too." Zach was going to say more. About how much he will miss her if she does die. About how strong everyone will haw to be. And how sorry he is for letting everyone down. But the doctor came in and asked for Joe Solomon.

"Joe, she got out of surgery just fine." Dr. Fitz said. "You're very lucky you got her here when you did."

"is she awake?" Joe asked. Desperation clear in his voice. The doctor shook his head.

"She is sleeping right now but you can visit." everyone stood up and Dr. Fitz motioned for everyone to stop moving. "One at a time. Joe, why don't you go first."

"Thank you." Joe was about to fallow the nurse to where they had Cammie, but Dr. Fitz put his hand on Joe's chest to stop him. Dr. Fitz bent down slightly and whispered in Joe's ear.

"Mathew and Rachel left Cameron in good hands. That little girl is lucky to have you."

Joe only nodded and walked off. Afraid that if he spoke, his true emotions would show.

Xxxx

Joe looked at his babygirl lying on the white bed. Wires all over her, stuck in her arms and anywhere else... And he broke.

Joe walked up to Cam and grabbed her hand while falling to his knees. He laid his head on her side and cried. For the first time since he could remember, Joe cried.

"Oh babygirl. I'm so sorry. So, so sorry this happened to you. I love you so much." He kissed her hand and took another look at her. Cam's face was still a little bloody and had bruises all over it. Her arms had were covered in handprints and scars. Scars that will be with her for the rest if her life.

Joe stayed like that for a few more minutes. Just looking at her, examining how much she looks like her mother and father.

"Joe?" Bex called from the other side of the door. Joe quickly wiped his tears and opened the door.

"Hey, you were in there for over thirty minutes. Zach wants to see her." She said.

Thirty minutes? Had I really been in there that long? Joe questioned himself.

He looked behind Bex and saw an egier Zach, waiting to be let in. Joe gave him one hard glare before leaving the room.

"You say or do anything to hurt her in there, and I won't hesitate to break every bone in your body." Joe said, grabbing the collor of Zach's shirt.

Joe knew he was being a little hard on Zach. He truly believed Zach cared for Cammie. But Joe was so scared of letting Mathew an Rachel down again, letting Cammie down again, that he was making himself hate Zach so Cam wouldn't have to get hurt again. But there's something more than just Cammie getting hurt. I guess it's safe to say that Joe was afraid that if Cam fell in love with Zach, she would forget about Joe. And that scared him more than anything. Because then, he truly would have no one.

"I'm not going to hurt her Joe. I would never dream of it." And with that, Zach shrugged Joe off and went to see Cam.

Zach's POV

I practically ran into Cam's room. But the first glance of her I got, my feet and legs suddenly didn't work. I just stared at her. She had wires covering her arms. A bag hung from the side of her bed. One for fluids, the other to pump blood back in to her system.

Hurry up Joe! She's losing a lot of blood and her pulse is slowing!

I blinked away the memory and walked up beside her.

"Hey Princess." I said, grabbing her hand. "How are you baby?" I pulled up a chair and sat beside her, resting my head on the side of her bed.

"I killed her. Shot her right in the heart. I killed my own mother Cam. And you know what? I don't regret it." I gave a dry chuckle. "I don't regret pulling the trigger and killing her. She was a murderer and she wasn't going to hesitate to kill you. I knew that, so I shot her. Logan is in Being questioned at the CIA base and Liam, Grant took him out on our way in. You're safe Princess." Her hand slightly squeezed mine and I looked up to be met with a pair of tired blue eyes. I scrambled to my feet and cupped her cheek.

"Zach." She whispered. I got her some water that was by her bed and held it to her mouth.

"Small sips Princess, or you'll be puking it back up." I told her. She did as told and once she got a few sips, I took the cup away from her lips.

"I was so scared I might have never seen you again Cam. I thought they killed you." I said.

"No, I wish they had at the time, but they didn't kill me." she whispered. I noticed the strangle marks around her neck and knew her voice would be bad for a while.

"Don't talk too much Princess. Your throat needs time to heal." I told her. She nodded and and leaned her head into my hand. I leaned down and brushed my lips against hers. Silently asking her if I could kiss her. She answered by pressing her lips to mine.

Man, did I miss these lips. I thought as I deepened the kiss. I knew I had to pull away. She didn't need to deal with kissing me. She had to concentrate on getting better.

"I don't remember much." She told me. I was glad for that. I didn't want her to remember any of what happened.

"Cathrine an Liam are gone. That's what's important right now." I whispered.

"And Logan?" I could hear the hopefulness in her voice. She wanted Ligan dead as much as we did.

"Logan is being held by the CIA. As of right now, he's being questioned. But, if he cooperates, it's not going to keep him out of prison." she seemed happy with my answer and started closing her eyes again. I kissed her goodbye and let the girls see her before she fell asleep.

"I love you Princess." I whispered before leaving.

Xxxx

"You'll take care of her, correct?" Joe asked. I was sitting out side, watching the cars go bye, letting the chill of the air fool me into thinking that it was the reason I was shivering, not the fear I was still feeling from hours before.

"What?" I mumbled, not taking my eyes off the road. I felt him stand next to me.

"If I allow you to date Cammie, you will take care of her, right?"

"Oh, yeah, of coarse." I responded. I looked over to Joe, my eyes saw, what I saw in me everyday. Fear. Fear if being left alone, left behind, and forgotten. I sighed.

"She calls you dad." I told him. Now it was his turn to look at me.

"What?" He asked me.

"She calls you dad. If she trusts you enough and loves you enough to call you dad, then I don't think you're going to be forgotten anytime soon. She lost both of her parents Sir. I don't think she could handle to lose you too." And with that, I went back to looking at the cars.

We didn't speak for what seemed like hours. But when the silence broke, it wasn't Joe or me who broke it.

"Well, these past few weeks have been tiring for all of us." Grant said. "I say, we check into a hotel and get some sleep. Cammie is doing well and the girls are falling asleep." We agreed and Joe called a hotel and booked two rooms.

"Alright," Joe said, "lets head on out."

I smiled on my way to the van. Knowing Cam was going to be fine, Liam and Cathrine were gone, and Logan was going to be locked up, I couldn't have felt more relieved.

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A/N: I'm so sorry! This took forever to update, and I don't know why. I guess I was just more concentrated on At First Sight than this story. Any way, how'd you like it?good or bad? This fic is close to the end! Review Please and thank you. and thank you all so much to the ones who have reviewed So far! Sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes! REVIEW REVIEW!