She is not scared to die.
The best things in life drive her to cry.
Crucify then learn…
(Take so much away from inside you, makes no sense,
you know he can't guide you, he's your fucking shoulder to lean on, be strong!)
Sit and watch me burn…

(Take so much away from inside you, makes no sense,
you know he can't guide you, he's your fucking shoulder to lean on, be strong!)
She's led to believe, that it be ok,
look at your face, scarred in dismay,
but times have changed, and so have you
I think I'd rather crucify then learn…
(Take so much away from inside you, makes no sense,
you know he can't guide you, he's your fucking shoulder to lean on, be strong!)
Sit and watch me burn…

(Take so much away from inside you, makes no sense,
you know he can't guide you, he's your fucking shoulder to lean on, be strong!)
I'd like to take you down, and show you
deep inside, my life my inner workings
so smell and lack of inner pride,
to touch upon the surface, is not for
what it seems, I take away
my problems, but only in my dreams!
(Take so much away from inside you, makes no sense,
you know he can't guide you, he's your fucking shoulder to lean on, be strong!)
Crucify the learn…
(Take so much away from inside you, makes no sense,
you know he can't guide you, he's your fucking shoulder to lean on, be strong!)
Sit and watch me burn…

                                                                                                                                                                  Kittie—"Brackish"

(A/N: This is one of those songs that was chosen by me more for the sound of it than the words.  Though a few of the lyrics still remain very fitting.  I would download it and play it as soon as the action begins.)

                  Cammy half sat half laid on the soft, overstuffed leather couch in the main sitting room of Ken's home.  She closed her eyes and breathed in the deep aroma of Ken's cooking.  She couldn't really tell what he was making, and he wouldn't tell her if she asked. (Which she had.)  But she could smell garlic and that meant it HAD to be good.  She had woken this morning from a deep dreamless sleep.  Well it was dreamless after Ken left last night.  But she had needed to sleep well.  Today she felt refreshed and ready to face the world.  Her world.  She had spent the day with Guile and his family.  He cooked on the grill and her and Jane made crafts with Melissa.  Guile was a little worried when she asked if she could come over and spend some time with Ken.  But he eventually gave in and drove her over here.  Ken had already begun cooking when she arrived.  He quickly shooed her into this room.  Cammy heard Ken's voice rise through the air in a high tone.

"When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie, that's amore!"

Cammy began laughing, which only made Ken sing louder, this time Tina Turner.

"What's love got to do, got to do with it!"

Cammy stood and walked into the kitchen still laughing.

"If you don't stop that I might lose my appetite."

"Not for this food.  I'm just about done.  We just have to wait for 'Ken's special garlic bread' to get out of the oven then we'll be all set to eat."

"I knew I smelled garlic."

Just then the doorbell rang.  Ken spoke, puzzled.

"Who could that be?  I'm not expecting anyone."

Cammy let out a deep sigh before speaking in an exasperated tone.

"I know it's Guile.  He was so worried about me coming over.  Probably just checking up on me.  I don't know why he couldn't just call."

"Well leave it to him.  You want to handle him??'

"Yeah, why not?  Then we can eat."

Cammy smiled and kissed Ken on the forehead before making her way towards the front door of the house.  She pulled it open only to find a man in dark clothing on the doorstep.  She couldn't hide her baffled expression.  The man smiled wickedly before he raised a gun and pointed it at her head.  She didn't have any time to react before blood splattered on her face and the man's, now limp, body fell on top of her, knocking her to the ground.  She frantically squirmed out from under the dead man's body and yelled for Ken.  She saw more movement from the door and another man entered.  She screamed louder this time.

"KEN!"

He rushed from the kitchen eyes wide.  The man yelled in a strong New York accent.

"Ken!  Get down!"

Ken listened and hit to floor.  Her, Ken and the man were now in a perfect triangle around the living room.  Her by the couch, Ken near the kitchen door, and the man by the front door.  Ken spoke.

"What are you doing here Julian?  And what the hell is going on?"

Julian?  Ken knew this person?

"Ken who is he?"

"His names Julian."

"Well I got that much.  What's he doing here?"

Julian spoke.

"Let's just say I'm an old friend.  We don't have much time.  I've already fucked up; they know you're here.  I wasn't expecting that."

Cammy was becoming even more frightened.

"What are you saying?  Who are they?"

Ken spoke sullenly.

"Shadowlaw."

"You got it Ken.  I didn't find out until an hour before the mission left.  The orders are to terminate."

"Terminate.  Not capture?"

"They see her as a threat now.  Something about remembering too much would compromise them."

"I'm right here!  Someone better fill me in."

"There's a hit on you.  Bison wants you dead and soon there's going to be a team of at least eight fucking men out there all set and ready to off you."

Cammy was silent.  Normally she would have been frozen by fear.  But now she was pissed.  Right when her life was coming together, he's back again.  She looked directly into Julian's cerulean eyes, which were partially covered by his soft dark brown hair, and spoke with much determination.

"What do I have to do?"

"First.  We can't do this alone.  We need back up. "

He looked at Ken.

"You still got that military dude on your side?"

"Yeah.  A phone call away."

"Good.  Right now we just need to hold our ground and not get killed.  And hope the help comes soon."

Julian moved towards where Cammy was and he pulled the coffee table onto its side so they had something to hide behind.  Once they were all behind it Ken spoke.

"I just need to grab the portable phone off the table over there."

It was about five feet away.  No problem.  Ken extended his leg, knocked the phone from the table and pulled it towards him with his foot.  Cammy picked it up and turned it on.  No dial tone.

"Ken!  It's dead."

Cammy mentally kicked herself for saying dead in such a situation but she didn't have time to think much on it because the lights began to flicker before they went out completely.  Cammy let out a little girly scream.  Another mental kicking.   Julian's voice rose in the darkness.

"Ken, you got a cell phone?"

"In the kitchen."

"Okay we gotta get to it."

"I'll go.  I know the house the best."

"Good deal.  And I'll stay right here with her.  Don't worry Ken.  I got her covered."

"I trust you Julian."

Cammy wanted to reach for Ken before he left but he was gone already.  She was sitting in silence with a total stranger.  But Ken trusted him so should she.  She spoke quietly.

"How do you know all this stuff?"

"Just lucky I gue—"

"What?"

"Shhhh."

Cammy did as she was told and Julian positioned her between him and the overturned table.  She could see faint shadows pass quickly by the windows.  Without warning there was a sudden outburst of gunfire over her and Julian's heads.  Plaster from the wall poured down on them.  Julian pushed her body under his until the bullets stopped.  She looked into his face, her eyes now better adjusted to the darkness.  He reached up and pushed his bangs from his eyes and looked at Cammy.

"You alright, girl?"

She stammered.

"Yeah."

"Don't worry.  I'll get you through this.  Hell, I owe you one."

Cammy didn't have time to question him because Ken moved in beside her.

"Shit Julian.  What kind of weapons are they holding?"

"They broke out the big guns.  I wasn't expecting that either.  You got the phone."

"Right here."

Ken handed the phone to Cammy and she dialed the number to Guile's home.  He picked up on the third ring.

"Guile!  It's Cammy.  Just listen to me.  Me, Ken and another guy are trapped in Ken's house.  Someone is trying to kill me.  There are about eight men outside with lots of weapons.  We need help."

"What?"

"This is for real Guile.  Call who ever it is you are supposed to call in a situation like this and get them here."

"Are you okay?"

"I am for now.  Just get here quick, please."

"We'll be there.  I can't stay on the phone with you though.  I need it."

"I'll be alright.  Just get here."

"Cammy, be careful."

"I am."

The line cut out and Cammy turned off the phone.  She set it down by her side and the three sat in silence for a few moments before Julian spoke.

"I'm going to have to get out of here before the help arrives."

Ken answered him.

"Why?"

"Ken, you know I can't be found.  I'd be more screwed than I am now.  I have to go back."

"No you don't.  We'll figure something out."

"I don't think we can.  There's more than you know."

Ken looked at him and gave a short nod.

"Whatever you say."

Cammy didn't know what any of this meant but she was sure Ken would fill her in later.  If there was a later.  Cammy heard the sound of the door opening and footsteps.  They were inside now.  She felt Ken and Julian's bodies tighten beside her.  Someone grabbed Cammy's wrist and she pulled back with all her strength.  The man's body flew into the couch, knocking it back a few feet.  Gunfire rang out then.  Cammy ducked and covered her head.  She heard Ken and Julian yelling something.  They soon stood back to back and began shooting into the darkness.  She hadn't noticed that Julian had a gun, but she guessed he had to have taken out the first man.  After they fired a few shots they were back with her ducking behind the table.  Bullets tore through the wall and the couch behind them, raining down feathers and plaster onto them.  Julian's voice rose over the gunfire.

"We have to get out of this room.  I think we got two but I can't be sure.  Ken you lead the way into the kitchen and she'll go next.  I'll follow behind."

"Right."

Ken squatted low to the ground and began to make his way towards the door to the kitchen.  Once he reached it he turned and motioned for Cammy to follow.  She mimicked his movements, but when she was half way to the door someone jumped on top of her.  She cried out and used her legs to kick the man's body off of hers.  He hit the ground hard but stood up pulling Cammy with him.  He punched at her face but Cammy ducked, throwing him off balance before she swept her legs under his sending him crashing to the floor.  She was about to kick him again when she heard Julian yell.

"Watch out!"

Cammy turned towards him and caught a glimpse of another man with a gun aimed at her.  Julian's body crashed into hers sending her flying into Ken.  She heard the gun go off and Julian hit the floor.  Julian didn't move for a second.  That second felt like hours.  But he began moving towards them and soon they were all three in the pantry of the kitchen.  Julian groaned and pulled his hand to his right arm.  Ken walked towards him and touched his arm too.

"You've been shot."

"Naw, it's alright.  I've been shot before.  This isn't even that bad."

Julian then ripped the bottom of his t-shirt and tied a makeshift bandage around the wound.  More gunfire than ever before could be heard.  Guile must have arrived with the team.  Cammy let out a sign of relief.  She turned to Julian.

"Are you really going to leave?"

"Yeah.  I got to.  I don't want to.  But I don't have no choice."

"I don't even know who you are, but thank you."

"No problem, girl.  I got you and Ken's backs anytime.  I know what he sees in you now.  You're a tough chick."

Ken and Cammy both smiled at his comment and Julian stood.

"Now I really gotta hurry up.  It would take a lot of explaining if they found me here.  Either side."

Ken patted Julian's shoulder and spoke.

"Later man, I promise I'll figure something out for you."

"Whatever Ken."

He looked at Cammy and spoke.

"Take care of him."

Then he was gone.  Ken pulled her body close to his and the two waited until the gunshots stopped and someone from the good team came to the pantry and led them to safety.