The flight to Hawaii was long and dreary. Not surprisingly, Cammie got sick on the plane, but Zach was there to comfort her the whole time. Liz and Jonas almost violated a federal law by making out in the bathroom stall. Bex and Grant were arguing over what species would make better secret agents: vampires or werewolves. Bex said vampires because they're European, fast, can read minds, control emotions, and can just drink the blood of anyone they kill. Grant disagreed and argued the werewolf side. They were just as strong and fast as the vampires and came with a built in disguise. He didn't think that it could get much better than that.
Macey eventually got tired of this argument and turned to her friends, raising an eyebrow. "You guys realize there are no such things as vampires and werewolves, right?" Both Bex and Grant looked down sheepishly. The argument had gotten so intense that they had overlooked that tiny fact. Macey smiled and said, "That's what I thought."
Eventually, Cammie was able to fall asleep, her head buried in Zach's shoulder. He smiled to himself. Sure, he was being all girly and mushy, but Zach didn't care. His friends liked to tease him, saying how Cammie had him whipped. Well, at least Grant did. Jonas was actually into all that mushy feelings crap. That dude was possibly more whipped than he was. Zach had to admit it was true; Cammie had him totally under her control. He noticed her shifting and threw a blanket around her.
Cammie woke up, her neck hurting from being in an odd angle too long. She looked out the window and saw that they were approaching an island. Cammie gently shook her husband awake. "Zach," she whispered carefully so that she didn't wake the others up. Especially Bex, who was very grumpy and violent when woken up.
"What?" he groaned, not wanting to wake up. Cammie only smiled at Zach's stubbornness. It was his best and worst quality in her opinion.
"We're here," Cammie replied, pointing to the beautiful view that was out their window. Zach sat up and opened his eyes. He had to admit it was amazing. The sun shining on the ocean and all the palm trees were relaxing just to look at.
"So, what are we going to do first?" Zach asked devilishly. Cammie rolled her eyes at him but smiled.
"Whatever you want," she answered with a wink. Zach was practically drilling over his gorgeous wife when Macey snorted.
"You two are nauseating," she told them while painting her nails an awful beige.
"Hey, Mace, what's with the polish?" Cammie asked suspiciously with a raise of her well-plucked eyebrow. If she knew anything about Macey, she knew that her friend did not paint her nails beige. Beige was for old people without taste, as Macey liked to say. She hadn't changed too much since high school besides gaining a lot of independence.
"The old, grouchy campaign manager is forcing me to," Macey replied with a groan. "Apparently having a personality is a crime for a presidential candidate's wife. Next thing you know, he'll make me choose new friends." Zach chuckled at this but stopped when Cammie started to glare at him. He didn't want an angry, pregnant Cammie. A regular angry Cammie was scary enough.
Grant listened to his friends' conversation while admiring the view. And he wasn't thinking about the island. He was admiring his sleeping girlfriend, who looked surprisingly peaceful. Peaceful was never a word used to describe Bex Baxter. She'd probably kill you if you did call her that. But, at that moment, it was true.
The pilot's announcement woke everyone else who wasn't already awake up. "Ladies and gentleman, this plane will be landing in about five minutes. It has been a pleasure being your pilot. Have a great trip." Liz was stretched across two seats, her head in Jonas's lap. Bex was extremely pissed about being woken up as per usual, but promised of coffee snapped her out of the morning funk. Preston woke up bewildered until seeing his wife's face.
Once the plane landed, everyone got off and decided to grab a bite to eat at the airport before heading to the hotel. Cammie made a beeline straight to the bathroom, all the smells of the food making her sick to her stomach. Bex and Liz followed her, leaving their orders for food with Macey. Usually, Macey would've just ignored the orders, but she knew Cammie needed them. Macey felt bad for her best friend; she could barely keep a bite of anything down.
Zach kept a worried eye on the bathroom door. He hated the fact that Cammie felt so sick. It made him feel guilty and a little powerless. Goodes did not ever feel guilty or powerless. Those feelings were terrifying to him.
Meanwhile, Cammie puked her guts out while crying. Bex was holding her hair back while Liz rubbed her back and whispered comforting words to her. "I hate this," Cammie cried as another wave of nausea hit. She knew she already loved this kid, but she was tired and sick. Cammie couldn't wait to tell Zach that night and get it all over with.
"I know, sweetie, but everything will be better soon," Liz reassured her. Personally, she was really worried about Cammie. Liz knew something bad could happen to Cammie and the baby if she didn't chill out soon. She didn't want to lose her friend, and from what Jonas had told her, Zach would never be able to live with Cammie.
"And Zach will know soon," Bex added. "He'll take good care of you." And she would be the first person to go and kick his butt if he didn't. Bex was very protective of her vulnerable friend. Cammie's weakness was in one place: her heart. She loved the people she cared about so fiercely that losing them could very well destroy her. That had always been the reason why Bex was iffy about Zach at first. Then again, they all had been. But, somehow, he had proved himself to them. Dating his friends probably helped too.
After everyone ate, they drove to the hotel. Macey headed to the pool, practically dragging her workaholic husband behind her. Liz and Jonas headed to their room to enjoy a certain pleasure. Grant took Bex on a romantic walk on the beach while Cammie and Zach enjoyed the view from the balcony.
Cammie looked over at Zach with a soft smile. "Zach?" she asked softly. Zach looked over at her. She looked beautiful with her hair being blown by the wind.
"Yeah?" Zach answered gently.
"I'm pregnant," Cammie told him cheerfully. Zach pulled her in for a kiss. The couple made out passionately. "So this is good news?" she asked worriedly. Cammie needed reassurance that he wasn't going to leave her.
"This is very good news," Zach comforted her with a smile. The two slipped into their room to talk and do other things.
Meanwhile, Bex and Grant were walking on the beach. Bex was admiring the water while he was preparing for the big moment. She turned around to find Grant on one knee. Bex gasped.
"Rebecca Baxter, for some crazy reason I can't figure out, I love you. Even though we fight and you insult me a lot, I still love you." Bex was too in shock to be offended by that statement. "Will you marry me?" he asked quietly.
"Yes!" she shouted, jumping up and down in joy. Grant leaned in and kissed her. Life couldn't have been more perfect for the two at the moment. Hawaii was definitely their group's lucky place, even if none of them realized it yet.