A/N This was not planned, I wasn't planning on ever updating this (well in the bottom of my heart I knew I always would) but updating it so quickly was not scheduled. I was sitting in class the only say of the week where I didn;t have an exam and I just wrote this. I sat there in the evening and tweaked it a little, finishing it off. I hope you don't mind I'm updating this instead of my other stories! I love all my reviewers, you guys have been brilliant in supporting me! Thank you

"Hey kiddo."

I stood in the doorway of my Moms office after breakfast, Madame Dabney had told me just as I was biting into a piece of French toast, that my Mom needed me now. It was a bit weird but not unusual, Mom had called me more and more this semester.

"Are you ok?"

I nodded and moved towards her couch, Aunt Abby was currently lounging in an armchair and Mr Solomon was leaning on Moms desk. Mom Sat beside me and I had this awful feeling the bit of my stomach that this was not going to be good. I stared expectantly at the three of them wondering what was so urgent that I was forced to skip breakfast.

Mom took a deep breath and grabbed my hand. "Cammie, something's come up in DC, I'm needed there-"

"But I thought you'd already been debriefed?" I interrupted.

"I have kiddo, but I'm needed there for a while." She responded rather ambiguously.

"How long?"

"I don't know." She said weakly.

"But I-"

"Cammie, none of us want this, but I have to go." Mom told me squeezing my hand in reassurance.

"Okay." I muttered unconvincingly.

My Mom knew it wasn't ok, she was after all my Mom, it was in her job-description to spot the hitch in my breath and my distant gaze.

"So when I'm gone, Abby and Joe are going to look after you."

"Okay?" I said, not knowing really where this was going.

It was finals week on Monday, winter break was then two weeks away, in that time I had my whole sisterhood to look after me and a full staff of faculty other than Mr Solomon and Aunt Abby to care more I didn't understand why they in particularly needed to be there for me.

"What I'm saying sweetie, is that for your own safety I want you to stay with Aunt Abby and Mr Solomon whatever."

"Like before:?" I whispered.

I was thinking back to the whole Abby protecting Macey for the whole of this semester thing.

Mr Solomon nodded slowly.

"Why?" I asked. "Am I not safe here?"

My Mom sighed. "Yes." Was her only response

I went to protest but my Mom continued. "You are safe, but this is serious Cammie, I need to know. I-. We love you." She said gesturing to Mr Solomon and Aunt Abby. "and we need you to be safe."

I frowned at her. "You havn't told me anything! You never tell me anything. How am I supposed to protected when I don't even know why!"

"Because Mr Morgan. There are things in this world you don't want to know. Don;t shout at your mother because she won't tell you. She loves you and wants to protect you, you're not always going to be 16 and she wants to make sure you stay 16 for as long as possible. Trust us." Mr Solomon preached from the desk.

I glared at him. "I want to know." I said through gritted teeth, I was so close to tears. "I need to know."

"Squirt Mr Solomom's right, you don't want-" Abby said kindly.

"I DO!" I shouted, acting like a toddler. I felt tears fall from lashes as I said it.

My Mom's hand went to sooth my back but it made me even more angry so I stood up and made my way to the door. Unfortunately in my haste I hadn't seen the leg of the coffee table and I tripped. What was even worse was the person that caught me. Mr Solomons arms found their way around me and he steadied me gently. He didn't let go, even when it was evident that I was ok, having head butted his chest. He looked down at me, gripping my shoulders tightly, and then I cried. Again in front of hum. I let the tears fall for the unknown, the fact I was no longer safe in my own home and because of the fact that my mom was going to leave me again.

Mr Solomon hugged me as I sobbed and blubbered all over his clean shirt. Eventually when I'd stopped crying and my sobs had turned to sniffs he gently pulled away. "Feel better Ms Morgan?"

I stared into his eyes, which were full of concern and care. I nodded slowly and he turned me around. My Mom was suddenly there, hugging me tightly.

"I love you kiddo." She whispered.

"I love you too Mom." I replied. "I'm sorry."

She pulled me onto the couch and Mr Solomon sat on one side of me and my mom on the other.

"That's ok." She told me truthfully.

"When are you going?"

Mom answered, voicing my fears. "Tonight. I've tried to gold it off for as long as possible, but well- tonight."

I sighed. "Ok."

"I want you to know that I'm doing this to protect you Cammie. If I didn't have to I wouldn't be doing this." Mom fiddled with my hair and I leaned closer to her.

"Okay." I nodded, comprehending it. "Does this mean I'm not going to Bex's?"

"No."

"Yes.

I looked up to see Aunt Abby and Mr Solomon glaring at one another. Aunt Abby had promptly said No, whereas Mr Solomon had had said yes.

"Probably." Mom intervened. "We have discussed it, but we're not sure about security." She glared at Abby.

"Rachel, she'll be safer there than anywhere with Abe-" Mr Solomon protested.

"Joe shut up!" My Mom yelled before he could continue.

"Oooo...somebody's in trouble!" Abby said in a sing-song voice and I couldn't help but snigger.

"Not helping Abigail." Mom told her unimpressed.

"Lovers dispute." Aunt Abby whispered under her breath.

"Abby!" Mom and Mr Solomon both yelled at her comment and I bit my lip to suppress the giggles I could feel climbing my throat.

"So what I was saying." I turned to my Mom and oh my gosh she was blushing, she was actually blushing! "Is that we're not sure if you should go to England, if I'm back before winter break then yes, if not I'm not sure it's down to Mr Solomon and Abby to decide." She glared at them both in turn.

I nodded. "So what happens if I don't?"

"Then you get to spend Christmas with your favourite Aunt." Abby smirked. "Oh and your favourite teacher." She added.

I nodded refusing to turn to my right knowing I'd see Mr Solomon staring at me. It didn't matter that he was my fathers best friend or my mothers beau or that his actions recently had been more of a fathers than a teachers, he was still my teacher. My extremely hot CoveOps teacher and spending Christmas with him, although would make Tina scream, seemed just a tincy bit awkward.

It was a Saturday night, I'd told Bex, Liz and Macey what was going on with my Mom and Macey looked crestfallen that Abby would be stalking me like she had done her for the last few months. Bex was upset that I might not be able to spend vacation with her (as was I) and Liz hacked into the CIA to see what the hell was going on (evidently she found nothing). It was a bittersweet few hours that led to them pushing me out of the door at seven pm, it was time to say goodbye to my Mom. Slowly I descended the stairs to find my Mom already at the bottom getting ready to come find me. I bit my lip, this scheduled goodbye was harder than I'd thought, I had been so angry with my Mom for not saying goodbye last time and yet I somehow wished she'd just left without telling me this time. It would have been easier.

Mom hugged me tightly, tighter than she ever had done before as if she never wanted to let go,
"I love yous" were shared between us and a few tears may have been shed (on Mom's part!).

"Look after her Joe." Mom whispered after finally letting me go.

Mr Solomon was standing a few metres away with Aunt Abby, neither of them were showing their emotions but it was evident that they both didn't want this to happen. Mom walked the remaining metre to him and he hugged her openly, he whispered something that I couldn't hear and was sure that neither could 'I have bats hearing' Aunt Abby.

"Close your eyes squirt." Abby whispered, and I suddenly felt her hands cover my eyes.

Yet, (knowing Aunt Abby this was on purpose) there was a big enough gap between her fingers for me to see enough of what was going on UNFORTUNATLY! My Mom was kissing Mr Solomon! It was brief and sweet, but I'm sorry I just eww, do not want to see that image again. Eww.

I expected Aunt Abby to make a comment, a remark about doing it in private and scaring her for life something's to dramatize the situation and yet nothing came. She just dropped her hands and hugged me tightly as if I was the one leaving, I guess it wasn't the time right now. Her sister was leaving on orders from the CIA to sort security for me (and obviously for more but I wasn't privy to that information).

Mom bid Aunt Abby farewell too, hugging her sister tightly and smiling at her.

"Be careful." Was all my Aunt told her.

Mom nodded and gave me an extra hug, and with a sad smile walked away. As she did so I felt Mr Solomon's hand on my shoulder and he whispered something in my ear. "She'll come home Cammie. She always does."

A/N I hope it's okay for all of you. Thanks for reading!