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Chapter 8: Cammie POV

Spies have plans for everything. Ways to get out of tricky situations, get into something or to stay in something. One of those things that you would not want to stay in is a crashed car.

Everything was blurry but I could hear people yelling and sirens wailing. I was covered in glass. My seatbelt was still holding me against the seat. I turned my head to look at Macey. She was slumped over the steering wheel after her air bag deflated.

"Macey." I reached my hand out and touched her shoulder. She moved her arms and sat up straight. She combed her fingers through her hair, even after just crashing a car Macey McHenry is still glamorous. She narrowed her eyes at me.

"Cammie, your face." I brushed my fingers over my cheek; my fingers were covered in blood. I didn't say anything.

"Miss…Miss can you hear me? Can you move? Are you hurt?" A paramedic was asking me questions through the door.

"I think I can get out." I unbuckled my seat belt and tried to push open the door.

"Miss please don't move too much, we are getting you a stretcher." The paramedic waved to another paramedic who wheeled over a stretcher. They made me sit in the stretcher as the wheeled me into the ambulance. Another set of paramedics were taking care of Macey.

"Miss, can you please tell me your name." Asked a paramedic.

"Cam-Chloe." I stuttered. I used a fake name so that if anyone who came looking who I didn't want to find me wouldn't find me.

"Ok Chloe are you dizzy? Do you feel pain anywhere?"

"No I feel ok. Just a little shocked that's all."

"Ok we are going to take you to the hospital just sit tight."

"Wait! What about Macey? Is she ok?" I asked, looking around the paramedic for Macey.

"She is in shock but she will be fine. Please sit back we need to get you to the hospital." The paramedic forced me to sit back in the stretcher.

I sat back in the stretcher. I listened to the wailing sirens as we sped towards the hospital.

Once I was at the hospital a nurse cleaned the blood of my face and wrapped a cotton bandage up my arm where I was sprayed with glass.

"There you go Chloe. Did you want to call anyone? We have a phone." She asked in a sweet voice.

"Oh that's ok I have a phone." I pulled my phone out of my pocket. It had been really uncomfortable sitting on it for so long. Naturally Zach would have been the first person to call on speed dial but he didn't have a phone (I made sure of that) so I called Liz.

"OH MY GOSH! Cammie are you ok? What about Macey? I heard you crashed. Zach called me from a payphone and said he couldn't find you."

"Liz calm down I'm fine. I haven't seen Macey but the paramedics were going to treat her for shock. Can you get Zach to come pick me up from the hospital? They say I'm ok to go just not on my own."

"Sure Cammie, just rest you need to get over the shock, no matter how good a spy you are I can still tell by your voice that you are shocked." Said Liz.

"Ok Liz." I huffed. "Just get Zach to come get me."

"Alright. Talk to you soon." Liz hung up.

I sighed and sat back on the bed. I stared at the ceiling. At one point I fell asleep.

"Get her. Don't let her get away." I sped on my little red scooter past the busying traffic. Rome was always busy at this time of year. I looked in my rear view mirror and memorised the license plate of the car chasing me. The man in the passenger seat rolled down his window and pointed a gun straight at me. I sped up, weaving through oncoming traffic. I heard gunshots. I felt a jerk and found myself rolling across the road. I scrambled to my feet and sprinted into the crowd of backpackers and families eating various pasta dishes in restaurants lining the street. I abandoned my helmet, letting my dyed-blonde hair brush my back. I did what I did best. I became the Chameleon.

"Cammie. Cammie wake up." Zach was sitting beside the bed. He was squeezing my hand. "Liz said you wanted me to come get you." I sat up and my head started spinning. "Whoa Cammie take it slow, the shock must not have worn off yet."

"I'm fine Zach, can we go now?" I asked ignoring the massive headache I had.

"Ok Gallagher Girl ok." I walked with Zach out to the checkout desk. Zach's arm was around my waist.

"I'd like to check out Chloe Naem." Zach said to the receptionist. (A/N: Chloe Naem is an anagram of 'Chameleon')

"Chloe Naem. Chloe Naem." She hummed. The receptionist scanned over the papers scattered all over her desk and eventually found a paper with my name on it. Her hair was black, she seemed to be very tall and her nametag announced that her name was Erin. "Ok so Chloe we just want you to rest for the next few days. If anything hurts at all take some painkillers or see your doctor."

I nodded and took the sheet of paper from her. "What about Macey?" I asked, "Did she leave yet?"

"I can't give you any information on any other patients I'm sorry." I rolled my eyes and looked at Zach. He pulled out his wallet and took out his card that showed he was with the CIA. The receptionist glanced over it before saying.

"A man with a card just like that one came and checked her out a few hours ago." Said Erin.

"Thanks."

Zach led me through the waiting room towards the exit. Sitting in the corner of the room was a teenage girl in a wheelchair, her ankle resting on a stool, her father sitting beside her. A doctor was examining the purple bruise on her ankle. He made a joke about the colour of the nail polish on her toes. Another older man was complaining to a doctor about how it cost him $23 to get to the hospital. The doctor nodded and looked at his heart rate.

In the car park we walked past rows of cars towards Liz's van. Zach jumped into the driver's seat while I joined him in the front in the passenger's seat. I closed the door and looked in the rear view mirror. I could see the reflection of a black sports car in the mirror. My heart started racing as I recognised the license plate. "Zach we need to get out of here now!"

So the girl in the wheelchair is me. I sprained my ankle and my dad took me to the hosptial. All the doctors were teasing me about the blue nailpolish I was wearing. stupid stairs...

Hopefully I will update soon, I'm back at school noe so things may slow down a bit for me on FanFiction.

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