Zach POV

"No Cammie, no, no, no!"

I tore into the girls' room, where Bex, Macey, and Liz were still sleeping.

"Zach," Bex screeched, pulling the covers over her, but I ignored her.

I spun around and stared at Cammie's empty bed. Her stuff was still here: her money was tucked under her bed and her favorite necklace was still on her bedside table, but my hoodie was gone.

"Where's Cammie?"

"Zach," Grant and Jonas slid into the room, almost slamming into each other.

I turned to glare at them.

In three long strides I was across the room and pining Jonas up to the wall.

"Zach," everyone else screamed but I was paying attention to Jonas.

"Did you help Cammie get out?"

"N-n-no man I didn't."

"Did you!"

"No!"

"Zach," Macey yelled and I left go of Jonas to turn to her, "what's going on?"

I took a deep breath and then went to sit on Cammie's bed, dropping my head in my hands.

"Grant," Liz asked skeptically.

Grant shifted uncomfortably.

"Cammie...gone."

Cammie POV

"I'm so glad you chose to corporate Cameron," Catherine smiled, "I was expecting you to have an entourage." She knew full well that I wasn't going to bring anyone.

I pulled on the restraints that held me to the metal chair in the interrogation room I had been throw roughly into. I gave her a quizzical look. "Restraints? I thought we had I deal I wouldn't try to run." She laughed: a high pitching annoying sound that hurt my ears. "Cammie dear, we both know you can't lie to me."

I slumped back against the seat.

"What are you planning to do with me?"

"I was thinking, we could have a little fun," she circled my chair like a hungry shark.

I squirmed under her thoughtful gaze.

"How about we play a little game called Q&A?"

"Fun," I mumbled.

"I'll ask a question and I'll decide if you tell the truth or not. If you lie to me…we'll you'll find out soon enough."

I swallowed hard.

She was going to say I was lying every time.

I closed my eyes, took a breath, and then forced out "What's your first question?"

[{Two hours later}]

"Please stop!"

My skin was searing, my head felt like it was going to split open, and tears ran down my face.

It hurt so badly.

"What information did Joe Solomon gave you when he returned from the mission where your father died?"

A whole new kind of pain came over me and almost washed out the other one.

"He didn't tell me anything! He just told me my dad was dead!"

"Liar!"

She turned up the shock.

A scream echoed around the room.

It held so much pain and hurt that I felt sorry for the person I came from.

Then I realized it was from me.

"Stop please," I screeched, my body convulsing in the chair.

I felt my heart skip a beat and I realized just how close to death I actually was. The electricity was shut off and my body slumped forward. I took deep breaths that hurt too much and looked up to stare at Catherine hard.

"You're a tough one; I can see why Zachary likes you."

She made Zach's name sound so evil.

"Zach likes me because I am the complete opposite of you!"

She laughed a cold mirthless laugh.

"Oh Cammie, you are sadly mistaken. Guys are attracted to girls who resemble their mothers you know? You are like me in so many ways you could be my daughter."

I froze, all the pain erased from my head momentarily.

I couldn't be anything like her...could I?

"When things get difficult, we both run. We get strong connections to be but are too quick to leave them. We both share the same weakness to some degree; the man we love."

Her voice faltered.

I wondered if she was thinking of Zach's dad.

"We both have people who want to kill us. We both are fighting for the affection of dear Zachary; you're winning." I snorted; not at the winning part but at the trying-to-win-Zach's-affection part. "The only difference is: you have everything to lose."

I shuddered, remembering the day Zach said that too me, jumping out of the plane after touching my face softly.

"Zach," I whispered, "Bex, Macey, Liz, Jonas, Grant, Joe, Abby…my mom, will all get over my death. Some…just may take longer than others."

She smirked, the look so close to Zach's.

"You are too funny if you believe Zachary will ever get over your death." "You just had to say the one thing I feared most huh," I thought sourly.

"Just get it over with," I mumbled.

"Oh Cammie, when I'm done with you, you'll be hoping you died at Boston."