Why, hello there

Would you like to hear a joke?

No? Alright, I'll tell you one

What's the last thing that goes through a bugs mind as it hits the windscreen?

It's bottom! :P

Ah, I'm sorry for wasting a precious few seconds of your life.

I'll get writing now, seeing as my uhhhh creative juices are flowing (I sound like an orange.)

"I swear it was here!" I insist, as a few Circle members walk menacingly towards me.

Gina drags me closer to her by my hair, and I stifle a cry of pain. "Give it here, you stupid little girl," she hisses in my ear, beyond furious.

"I had it before!" I cry out, but I can tell they don't believe me. I wouldn't believe me, if I were them.

"Bring Rebecca out," Gina orders, angrily, to one of her men.

He obeys, and comes back a few minutes later, dragging Bex by the hair.

Gina spits at me, "So, are you willing to be more cooperative now?" She points her gun directly on Bex's temple.

Tears form in my eyes, but I blink them away. "Let her go! Hurt me instead!"

But Gina just screams at me, "I've had enough of your chivalry! Give. Us. The. Damned. Disk!"

Inching towards Bex, I tell Gina, desperately, "I would, but I don't have it anymore!"

"I swear I'll shoot!" she threatens, in a deadly serious voice, raising the gun and pressing down lightly on the trigger

I hold back my tears; I will not show emotion to this crazy bitch.

"Just leave Bex alone! Your stupid Disk is somewhere in the building. Search me, for all I care, but you wont find it!" I say, trying to get even closer to Bex, who is looking at me with her gorgeous, caramel eyes, trying to say something through them. But I'm too absorbed in the dangerous situation to be able to translate them.

Gina gestures to one of her men in black, who strides over to me and searches me. He makes me strip down to my singlet and underwear before he's satisfied.

"See?" I tell Gina, getting even more desperate by the minute. "I don't have it!"

But she's not convinced. "Then one of your other friends does."

Zach, Macey, Liz, Solomon and my mom are thrust into the room, and all given searches, too.

The bulky guy who checked them for the Disk turns to Gina, puzzled, and grunts, "They don't 'ave it."

She screams in frustration. "Where the hell did you hide it?" She shoves me to the floor and grabs my shoulders.

Kicking her in the face, I feel completely relieved she's let go of Bex. Gina pulls away, cursing at me. And then I realise the whole scene has turned into a fight.

Guns are pulled out, but everything's far too fast-paced to aim properly.

I crouch, and run for Bex. We reach each other and hold on tightly, weaving our way through the fighting to the door at the end of the entrance.

We duck through. "I've got to find the Disk!" I yell, urgently, gripping her forearms as she grips mine.

"Cam…" she croaks. "Cam… you c-can't." And then she collapses into a coughing fit.

Helping her over to a sink, I pour her some water. "Stay here," I say, firmly, pushing her into a chair. "I'll find the Disk and then I'll be back to help the others!"

She's too weak to fight, but as I run off, I can hear her feeble protests.

Somehow, I make my way back to the room where I watched the security footage, and begin tracing our steps. Maybe it fell out of my pocket at some point!

I search as quickly, and thoroughly, as I can, but my search proves useless. The Disk is nowhere in sight.

Running back to the entrance, I bump into a familiar figure.

I gasp as I realise who it is. Though close, the fight echoes distantly in my ears. It's the Director.

Without a word, he grabs my hand and leads me down the hallways and into his office.

He shuts the door and turns to me. "Do you need some clothes?" he asks, soothingly.

I nod, realising I'm only wearing my bra, singlet and underwear.

He opens a cupboard and throws me a shirt and then a pair of lady's pyjama shorts. Hastily, I pull them on, tucking the overlarge shirt into the shorts.

Smiling weakly at him, I suddenly remember what he had been spreading about me, and my smile slides off my face.

"Do you know where the Disk is?" I ask in a low voice.

The Director shakes his head and hands me a glass of water, which I drink, thirstily. "You know, Cameron, we could drop those charges against you…" he says, quietly, walking closer and closer to me. "On one condition, though…"

Swallowing nervously, I don't – and I mean really don't – like how close our proximity is. "Yeah? What's that?"

His hands come up to my face and rest on each side. "Be with me, Cameron."

And then, before I can stop him, he presses his lips against mine. And before I can push him away completely, the door opens and I see Bex's astonished, and angry, face appear.

She's speechless at the little 'scene' she sees before her. She lets the door fall closed.

"Wha-? Cam? What—what is this?" Bex splutters out, weakly.

I pull away from the Director, but he holds me tightly.

"L-" I try to say 'Let me go', but somehow I can't. But not because I don't want to! For some reason, my body won't let me speak!

And I think back to the glass of water the Director gave me earlier. I'll bet anything he put some sort of speech-paralyser in it.

"Cam…?" Bex asks, seemingly hurt, but I can't for the life of me figure out why. "Cam, he's not on our side! He's part of the Circle! He was one of the people who held me captive." Her voice breaks a little at the end of her sentence.

I try to speak again, but no words come out. I shove the Director away from me and try to walk towards Bex, but she steps back, looking disgusted and betrayed… again…

So the Director answers for me. "She knows all that, she knows who I am," he lies, smoothly. "And that's why she's here. We're going to bring down all of your people."

I shake my head franticly, trying to get Bex to understand that what he's saying isn't true. She presses a little button on the light-blue, plaited charm-bracelet on her wrist, a look of pure hatred covering her face.

"I though you'd changed sides!" she hisses at me. "I thought you were here to help me. To save all of us! Obviously not."

I can't bear the accusing tone and tears well up in my eyes

"B-" I try, and fail, to say her name.

The door opens for a second time and in storm the five people I care most about in the world, all of them out of breath.

Macey looks relieved and says, "Oh, thank God, Cam! We only just got away from those people. They're bound to get here soon, but I think we shook them off pretty well."

And it only takes seven words from Bex for all of their expressions to change. "She's with him. And he's with them."

Liz looks puzzled, and so does Macey, but, eventually, understanding dawns on them, and their expressions turn to hurt, and then to one similar to Macey's.

I see the Director smirking again, and I feel the powerful urge to hit him. Hard.

So I storm up to him, ready to slap him, but I don't expect him to pull me into another kiss. I, again, push him away and hit him with all my might, then kick him in the shin.

I turn to see Zach looking extremely hurt. He looks really, really mad, but hurt and pain fill his eyes.

"Wha—" He doesn't even know what to say, so instead of talking to me, he turns and leaves the room, slamming the door loudly.

Macey looks at me in disgust; Liz narrows her eyes, and Bex is the one to say, "If I had a gun right now, you'd be dead on the floor."

I close my eyes, trying to block the horrible moment out, but I can't ignore it when Macey says, "I hate you Cameron Morgan. I hate you so much and I never want to see your face again."

My mom can hardly look at me, and Solomon is frowning deeply.

"You are no daughter of mine." My mom's voice is harsh, and I flinch as she says them, and then drags Solomon out of the room.

Macey and Liz are at a complete and utter loss for what to say. The two are angry and hurt beyond words, and the worst thing is that I can't reply to them. I walk towards them, but they all back away, and Macey follows Zach, my mom and Mr Solomon out the door. Liz soon follows suit, and I hear her little sob as the door shuts, yet again.

Bex and I just stand there, staring at each other. I can practically feel the hatred radiating from her.

Again and again, I try to speak, but the paralyser won't let me. Tears fall from my eyes as I make a last attempt to get closer to Bex. "Don't touch me," she hisses, backing up against the door. "And don't ever speak, or come near me, again."

As I expect her to, she follows the others out of the Director's office.

I can't explain why I don't go after them all. Maybe it's the looks on their faces, maybe it's the way they spoke, maybe it's because, inside, I'm dying. An unbearable pain settles in my stomach, and I sink to the floor, sobbing.

Feeling a cold, strong hand on my back, I lift my head upwards and my eyes lock with the Director's cold, gray ones.

"Would you like the Disk now, sweetie?" he asks, in a sickly innocent voice.

Then a rage like I've never felt replaces the pain, and I stand up, fuming.

Although I can't speak, the Director can tell my change in mood. He smirks as I approach him, slowly, deciding whether to stab him with the sharp trophy that sits in the glass stand off to my left, or to throw him out the window and run over him, multiple times, with his own car.

Hatred etched onto my face, I walk around him and ruffle through one of his drawers. He's incredibly stupid and doesn't try to stop me.

"What are you doing, now, Hon?" the Director tries again, still with that awful smirk on his face.

I'm glad to see it's wiped off as I raise the gun and direct at his face.

Still barely able to speak, and hatred pumping through my veins, I manage, "G—bye".

And then I pull the trigger.

And to that clever Anonymous Sadly haha I'm very sorry; I'm not American so I wrote it how we write dates down under… with the day first, then the month, and then the year

I'm considering going back and changing it, though, because, as I've said before, Cammie lives in the USA, so I try and make things how they do it (Just imagine it's the other way around!) :D

Thanks for pointing that out to me, though!

Oh, my God. I honestly didn't know this chapter would turn out like this…

Seriously! Ahh, it's scary how much they write themselves… Oookay, so I think the next chap will be the last

Thanks for reading! (And with the last chap, the Circle got in the same way Cammie did :) But they had planned it out more, so that they could shut off the security silently. Plus they have double agents working inside the CIA so that helped too)