BLUE VALLEY MEDICAL CENTRE

"Still no sight of Cameron?" asked Rick sighingly as he looked at Pat lying unconscious on the hospital bed.

"Nope, there is no way Cindy hasn't got to him by now," Yolanda assumed the worst as she folded her arms.

"Come on, maybe he just went on a holiday trip or something?" Beth suggested optimistically.

"His car was still at his house," Yolanda responded flatly.

"Oh."

"How is Courtney?' asked Rick, concerned for the blonde.

"Still the same, not wanting to see anyone, stays in her room," Yolanda sighed.

"It has been days," Rick protested.

"Rick, trust me when I say that a heartbreak is something not easy to get over," Yolanda said, remembering her previous relationship with Henry. "Plus, she blames herself for what happened, it's obvious."

"Why? I mean, it wasn't her who crashed a goddamn truck into the man," Rick asked puzzled.

"I mean, we could have told Cameron the truth in the very beginning," Beth interrupted.

"And how different would all of this turn out?" asked Rick. "The boy is still bound to get angry-"

"Whatever happens in the past don't matter anymore, what matters now is what we should do," Yolanda interjected firmly.

"What there is to do?" asked Rick confused. 'We can't track him; we don't know where Cindy is."

"No, not about that. This is about something else," Yolanda said gravely.

"It's Cindy's threat, isn't it?" asked Beth.

"Yes."

"Well, I say let the bitch come after us, we defeated that bitch once, we can do it again," Rick suggested firmly, clenching his fists.

"You're not wrong Rick. But… I can't help but wonder, would they target our family as well?" wondered Yolanda.

Beth faced turned slightly pale upon Yolanda mentioning it. "W- what? That would be…. Cindy doesn't know who we are right?" asked Beth worryingly.

"Cameron knows," Rick realized. "And if Cameron tells Cindy."

"Our families… We have to tell them," Beth muttered.

"Maybe we're just being paranoid about this," Rick interrupted the silence. "Maybe Cindy hasn't got to Cameron yet."

"That would be our best-case scenario," Yolanda interrupted. "But tell me, since when does things work out for us?" asked Yolanda sarcastically.

"Good point," Rick answered thoughtfully.

"I think there is no question about it, our parents, our family, whoever that is living with us should know," Beth said.

"Wait, Yolanda, did you check the underground tunnels?" asked Rick curiously.

"Of course not, if you think I'm going in that accursed place alone, that is not happening!" Yolanda swore.

"I wasn't going to ask you to go in there alone, Montez. I'm coming with you," Rick said.

"Me too," Beth added.

"Wait, are you two sure you want to?" asked Yolanda.

"Yes," The two teenagers said in unison. "But, it would probably be safer if Courtney was with us." Beth suggested.

"I don't think Courtney will be able to help much, as much of a good fighter she is, she is not emotionally stable right now," Yolanda sighed.

"Then, I guess it's just us 3 then?" asked Rick.

"Guess so," Yolanda confirmed.

"So, where and when?" asked Beth.

UNDISCLOSED LOCATION

"So… your parents, Mr. Lawrence and Mrs. Brooks, are Sportsmaster and Tigress?" asked Cameron curiously as he continued to look at the portrait on the wall.

"Yeah, the best fighters in the ISA, or so I heard from Cindy," Artemis said as she looked at the portrait.

"What happened to them?" asked Cameron curiously. "There are not-"

"No, they are not," Artemis confirmed. "At least, that is what Cindy says."

"You don't trust her?" asked Cameron puzzled. "I thought you've been with the ISA for quite some time, given that both your parents are ISA."

"Well, your entire family is with the ISA, were you?" asked Artemis, with a hint of sarcasm in her voice.

"Good point," Cameron answered awkwardly.

"Cindy came looking for me when my parents were captured by the JSA," Artemis explained flatly.

"I see," Cameron said before the silence returned between the two teenagers, as they looked at the portrait in silence before Artemis turned and walked away leaving Cameron to be alone.