Joe POV

Cammie's in a coma. Cammie's in a coma. Hasker's dead...but Cammie's in a coma. My leg twitches nervously as I process my thoughts...everything's going wrong for us, but perfect for Eric...the bad guys are winning, and it's wrong; it goes against all conventions of us being spies, we are meant to win. Matthew died for the good guys to win and the bad guys to lose...we need to keep going. Cammie's heart needs to keep beating, and Zach needs to keep remembering.

'Joe?' I jump out of my seat and look at Rachel leaning against the doorframe, she was smiling but because of my out-of-character reaction, a storm of worry crosses her face. 'What's happened?' She whispers.

'Rach-'

'What's happened?' She repeats, her tone somewhat harder this time.

'Hasker's dead' I state. She raised her eyebrow.

'There's more' her eyes stared intensely at mine. I sigh.

'Cammie was in an accident'. Rachel closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

'How bad?'

'Coma' I watch as my wife's hands curl into fists and shake as she lets out a breath.

'I'm going to lose her' Rachel muttered

'You're not going to lose her' I soothed

'I almost have, multiple times'

'Exactly, almost, you haven't yet and you won't. Cammie's a fighter. And it might not be that bad, she might just be unconscious, Macey was hysterical, she's probably misread Nick's signs' Rachel took a deep breath

'Okay. What are we going to do?'

'Keep Zach under the radar, and he'll him get his memory back'

Bex PoV

'WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY IN THE HOSPITAL WITH INTERNAL BLEEDING!'

'I mean that Cammie is in the hospital with internal bleeding' Abby said calmly

'WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED!' I screamed

'Sniper, which is who we are looking for now' Abby said calmly again as we sped down the freeway.

'We should be going to the hospital' I muttered

'Rebecca, if we went, we wouldn't be helping Cammie, this is, if we find the sniper, we may find clues' i huffed in defeat.

'Will Cammie be okay?' I ask. Abby bit her lip thinking.

'The bullet didn't go through, it's lodged in her stomach so she'll have an operation to get it out and stop the bleeding'

'So it wasn't a coma?'

'No. Macey was confused, Cammie was just unconscious from the drastic blood loss' she checked her watch 'they should be operating on her now' I took a deep sigh.

'What do we know about the sniper?'

'Jonas and Liz accessed the cctv and we have a biker about 5ft4 entering town the same time Hasker vanished and we've seen them leaving almost immediately after the shooting'

'Almost?' I ask

'They left 5 minutes after the shooting. I can't think of why though'

'They were gloating. They knew.' I breathed out 'Abby, pull over' I said quickly

'What? Why?'

'You said yourself, they entered the town the same time Hasker vanished; meaning that they had ears or eyes on the house. They knew that this would be the perfect time to kill Hasker. They stayed to watch and to gloat, they wanted to make sure that the job was done, and because they watched, they would have rushed packing up, they might have left clues'

'So what are you proposing?'

'I look at where the shot came from, and you tail the shooter'

'Okay Rebecca, be safe' Abby pulled up at the side of the road, I leaped out of my seat and started to run far, I put my earpiece in, immediately I was hit by a hum of activity.

'It's all my fucking fault' Macy cried

'No it's not' Nick soothed

'Mace?' I asked as I weaved my way through the streets

'Bex?' Mace said

'It's not your fault. Don't beat yourself up about it' I breathed out

'But s-'

'But nothing. What's your position?'

'We're in the hospital' Nick informed

'Keep an eye out. The shooter may want to finish what they started'

'Copy that Bex' Nick said. I heard the sirens blasting, which meant I was getting closer. They were at the bottom of an apartment building that they believed the shot was fired from

'Amateurs' I muttered as I made my way across the road to an abandoned commercial building. The lock was easy to break, I made my way into the building keeping my right hand on my gun and illuminating the space with my torch in my left hand. I checked the ground floor and found tire tracks. I took a photo, I surveyed the area and began to climb the stairs. Each floor was as identical as the others, except floors 1-6 were completely empty of everything. I was at the top of the building and found nothing. The last place I could check would be the roof. As I climbed the final flight of stairs, the air hit me in the face as a cold breeze carried the siren noices with it. I emerged onto the roof and looked around. Everything seemed fine except for a little disturbance on the east wall. I moved towards it and saw triangular scratch marks on the floor. I took another picture.

'Abby?' I said into the comms

'Yep' She replied

'The sniper had this planned for a while. They used a tripod. This wasn't a spire-of-the-moment job'

'I agree. Can you work out the height?' Abby asked me. I smirked.

'Abigail Cameron, I'm offended that you think I can't' I said in a mock hurt tone. She laughed on the other end

'Hurry up Baxter' I looked at the pattern of the tripod determining the position of the gun. I looked on the wall edge and saw a little scratch mark from where the gun was dragged into position. I got my phone out and got the camera out. I positioned the phone where the barrel would have been positioned so the camera was where the sniper would have looked through. I crouched down and positioned myself to where the gun would be.

'How tall are Charlotte and Eric?' I asked

'Eric is 5ft 7 and Charlotte is 5ft 5' Liz informed me

'This doesn't make sense' I muttered

'Why?' Abby asked

'The sniper was 5ft 8' I bit my lip looking around. Then a thought hit me. I crouched back down but went on my tiptoes. I looked into the camera and zoomed in; I was able to see roughly where Cammie had been shot. The angle, the height, everything was perfect now.

'I know who shot Cammie'

Authors note: By the way, my exams were really good! I'm so excited to have passed anything and I only have one more year and then its university...scary thought. Also someone was wondering if this story was going to end because The Lie That Got Away ends soon; To be honest, this story has been so amazing to write and there are more twists and turns coming, I don't think I'm anywhere near finished!

Embers and Spies: I KNOWWWW! I had to add another mystery in, but who do you think shot Cammie? It may or may not be who you would think...see you next week! xxx