Cammie POV

I lay motionless on the cold, cement floor.

No one had come to get me or move me or hurt me. Not that I would have put up a fight.

I was struggling just staying awake.

"Come on Cam," I thought to myself, "breath." I had to remind myself or else I would never do it. "Keep your eyes open Cam," I thought again, my mind voice sounding weaker.

I heard someone screaming and yelling from outside the room but I didn't try to figure out who it was.

"You can't kill her yet!"

It was Catherine.

Obviously she was upset about something.

"If you kill her then we have nothing to hold against them!"

I lifted my head an inch, the movement almost made me pass out. "She is valuable! If we keep her alive then I can get my son to come here and we'll have both of them!"

I lifted my head higher, my mouth forming an "O" shape.

This was all a set up.

She knew Zach was going to try and get me.

"Oh Zach," I choked.

Even I could barely hear myself.

"Don't come get me."

My voice gave way yet again.

I knew Zach.

So did Catherine.

She knew he was going to come no matter what anyone said.

I dropped my head back down and sighed.

Zach was going to come get me...and he may die because of it.

Zach POV

I sat on the jet, head leaning against the window.

It was raining slightly but nothing to hinder us.

I couldn't believe it…but I was nervous. I had to save Cammie…but I didn't know how I was going to. My…mother…defiantly had something planned. Still I was going to do everything in my will to save my girl.

The door opened and Bex and Grant walked in, fingers entwined.

"That was so stupid," Bex laughed.

Grant kissed her forehead, her temple, and then her nose.

"Being stupid is one of the many things you love about me baby," he whispered.

They stared to kiss and I felt my throat tighten. My eyes water and looked out of the window.

"Oh…sorry man," Grant mumbled. I heard Bex whisper something and then felt her sit next to me. "Zach," she touched my arm gently, "come eat."

"Yeah man…dieting is not the best idea right now."

I cracked a smile.

"I'm not dieting."

"Then dude," he grabbed my shoulder, "come eat."

"At least do something…like crunches? Treat Cam with a glorious twelve pack!"

I laughed at that one.

"I don't think Cam would be worried about his twelve pack Bexy," Grant snorted.

"I would. Nothing like a glistening, amazing twelve pack to pull me back from the dead," Bex joked, poking Grant's side.

"So what you're saying is…you want me to have a twelve pack," Grant asked, pulling her up and sliding his arms around her but I was done listening.

Dead.

Dead.

Dead.

I've been sitting here worrying about Cammie being alive when she very well could be dead. "No Zach, don't you dare think that," a voice, sounding strangely like Cammie, demanded, "Cammie is not gone."

Something else inside me knew she wasn't.

If she was…I would very well know.

Deep inside…I would know.

Bex nudged my arm.

"Come on muscles, you need to eat. No use in starving yourself."

She was right…I needed all my energy to save Cammie.

[{Three Hours Later}]

"You all know this is the most dangerous thing you will probably ever do," Abby paced in front of us. It was freezing outside, but not one of us shivered. Our thoughts and attitudes were much too cold for that. "You will face no greater threat than you do now. Your lives could very much well be in danger."

"Bring it on," Grant and Bex said in unison.

They smiled and leaned towards each other like they were about to kiss but Townsend cleared his throat.

"We have to stay focused. Anything could happen at any moment. All relationships should be put aside. If you show your weaknesses, they will go for them first; I guaranteed you."

Grant moved closer to Bex but didn't touch her.

My weakness was too far away...and could cause so much more damage.

"You have to give it your best shot and you cannot give up no matter how hard it gets," Townsend took a deep breath and stared directly at me, "Cammie needs us…Cammie needs you."

I swallowed hard and nodded.

"I know…I need her too."

"We are going to bring her back," Abby said, laying her hand on Townsend's shoulder.

"We have to," Macey said, "Cam would do everything in her power to bring us home herself."

Everyone nodded.

"What better team is there to save someone than a Blackthorne/Gallagher team?"

I smirked.

"Especially with me leading the way."