So, I thought Cam wasn't getting much of a point of view in this, so my buddy Nicole thought I should add in this tidbit. So this one's for you girl! Love ya! (And the ususal disclaimer: I don't own anything Bones)

Cam had never felt this nervous in her entire life. Not when she'd applied for med school, not when she'd autopsied her first homicide, and not even when she'd first testified in court. Something about facilities like this gave her the shakes. This was not her kind of institution.

'Cam,' Angela laid her hand lightly on her arm. 'Are you alright?'

'No.' She admitted.

Kat, who was sitting on Cam's other side, gave her left hand a squeeze. 'It's alright to be freaked out in here, Dr. Saroyan. I still get weirded out in McKinley, and I come here every week.' She said with a slight laugh—must be nice to be able to laugh at yourself. 'Do you know what it is that's making you so anxious?'

'The atmosphere. I hate being locked up, especially without a key. At least at the Jeffersonian I have a pass card, but here—'

Kat nodded in sympathy, and gave Cam's hand another reassuring squeeze. Knowing that she didn't ridicule or dismiss her anxiety, made Cam glad she was there. She did this every week, alone. It was either a sign of strength, or a sign of underlying mental issues on Kat's part.

'Are you all here to see me?'

Zack had arrived, escorted by a tank of an orderly, who looked equally as surprised as his patient. It broke Cam's heart to notice that next to the hulking figure, Zack looked small and wane.

'I don't know, maybe I'm dating another inmate.' Kat said teasingly, and a look passed briefly between the two young people. Cam could see it a mile away—they were together.

'All joking aside, we dragged Cam here because she's be dithering about coming to see you for ages.' Angela plunged forward—breaching the topic way too soon for Cam. Oh dear god, what should she say?

'It's not that I didn't want to come Zack, but places like this make me really uncomfortable.' She said quickly.

'Dr. Saroyan, that's absolutely logical. I have been here for nearly ten months, and I still find McKinley uncomfortable.' Zack said expressionlessly. How he could keep his face so blank…

'Sometimes people apparently need to take time to deal with experiences like this.' He continued. 'They need to accept what happened, forgive the person in question, and then find the emotional strength to move past it. I am still amazed that Kat was able to do all this so quickly. Dr. Brennan has only visited me alone once, Hodgins comes a couple of times a month, Booth will only come here with Sweets, and Kat—'

'Don't forget to breathe Zack.' Kat said jokingly. 'Honestly, are you just blurting out what Sweets says? He is considered to be a Grade A, Extra Large prat.'

'Why were you using a measuring system for eggs to describe Sweets? And what is a prat exactly?'

Angela and Kat seemed to exchange a look that said "Seriously?" and then both burst into laughter. They were actually laughing so hard, they were nearing tears. Cam wasn't sure if it was really that funny, but who was she to stop them getting "a few good chucks" as Kat sometimes called it. That girl read too much Stephen King.

'A prat is British slang for a fool.' Cam explained. 'They think Sweets is a really big fool.'

'Why?' Zack asked again. 'Sweets is very well educated. He has a wide range of knowledge that I don't have; both intellectually and generally.'

'Yeah, but he's still a prat, because he acts like one. You can be a snob, and not be rich.' Angela pointed out.

Zack looked even more confused. 'Now I remember why I didn't like asking you all questions. The answers were usually more confusing than the question itself.'

'Well Dr. Brennan isn't here to translate from average to Asperger, so I'd consider just giving up.' Kat said with another laugh. Cam couldn't help but notice that she was laughing more in this visit than in a week of working in the lab.

'Hey, could you guys try to keep the volume a little lower?' The orderly asked, as he poked his head in the door.

'Yes sir!' Kat grinned at the orderly. 'How much longer do we have Jerry?'

'Half an hour-ish Kat.'

'You're on first name terms?' Cam asked incredulously.

'Camille Saroyan, I come here every single Saturday. It would be a shame if we weren't. I mean, I've even had dinner at Zack's shrink's place.'

Angela let out a very audible gasp. 'You had a dinner date with Sweets?!?' She shrieked. 'Oh My God!

'It was just dinner!' Kat said defensively. 'It was the only way I could get McKinley to let us outside. I had to go to his apartment, eat his dinner—it wasn't a date!'

'Then how come you've been looking so satisfied all week?'

The younger woman looked a little stunned. Cam was amazed at Angela's daring to come right out and say it. She looked at Zack quickly, to see if he was catching on to this, but his face was as expressionless as ever. Maybe he was still clueless, or maybe he knew already, and was just not showing it. He had been used to Naomi's views of a relationship…

'I did not sleep with Sweets.' Kat said firmly, coldly. 'It was considered part of our agreement, but he called it off for my sake. I had only been seeing Zack three hours, officially.'

Immediately, Angela's expression changed from accusing, to utterly mushy. 'Oh Sweetie… I'm so happy for you! Both of you!' She squealed.

Kat looked amused, and a glance over at Zack told Cam he was wearing a milder version of the same expression as his girlfriend.

'So how long do we have until the entire world knows Zack and I are together, via Radio Angela?'

Angela's expression changed from sappy to exasperated. 'You little…!' She tried to hit Kat up the back of the head lightly, reaching behind Cam, but missed. Her next attempt only hit Cam.

'Do I have to separate you two girls?' She asked, rubbing the spot where Angela's hand had come in contact with her head. 'You know I will!'

'You don't need to Dr. Saroyan. You three have to go.' Zack said, and Cam could actually hear a little sadness in his voice.

The trio said their goodbyes, and left McKinley behind for today. 'So Cam was that so bad?' Angela asked as they walked towards Kat's car.

'No… But I'm not sure I could do it every week.'

'All that's asked of you is as little or as much as you need.' Kat said almost to no one in particular.

'So every week is as much as you need?' Angela probed almost teasingly.

Kat didn't answer as she unlocked her car door. 'If I could, I would be here every day.' She replied quietly. 'I would leave only when Jerald kicked me out at the end of the day. But I have to work, and work on his case with the guys, and McKinley won't let me visit any more than one day a week.'

Angela looked like she could hardly comprehend it, but Cam understood. Kat was linked to Zack in a way no one else she knew was. He'd let her into himself so much farther than any of his friends had been able to reach. But maybe it was simply because he loved her; even if he only had a vague concept of what "love" was—other than illogical and intangible. They were so much to each other—it was obvious. And Cam could see in Kat's tired face that Zack was her reason to get up in the morning.

So, a little piece of nonsense- almost a bit un-me-like. But it was fun anyways. Reviews = love, so spread the love peeps!