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Chapter 10

Zach's P.O.V.(A/N: wonder what his mom wants him to do.)

As Grant left mom started walking down the hallway towards the cells I wondered what mom wanted me to do and hoped it wasn't something bad. Sure, I love mom but she has me do a lot of dangerous and bad stuff that I don't want to do. After a couple minutes mom stopped at a door, pulled out the key, unlocked the door, opened it, and pushed Mr. Morgan into it.

"This is one of our most secure cells in this compound and you will be staying in here for a long time, I can promise you that, but don't worry, your roommate will be here soon and it's someone you know." She growled before closing the door and locking it. She turned to me and all the hostility, anger, and hatred disappeared from her face to be replaced by love, kindness, and happiness, "Come with me Zachary, I'll bring you to where I want you to be." She stated warmly, smiling at me before turning around and heading back the way we had come(A/N: talk about mood swings! :P) and I followed shortly after her. We turned down about three hallways and went in two doors before we stopped inside a room where three people were in. They looked at us expressionlessly before going back to work like mom taught them.

"Is she in there?" Mom asked, to my confusion, and one of the men nodded.

"She's been sitting in there for the past three hours, waiting for you mam." The man who had nodded answered and mom smiled.

"Oh, someone will talk to her, but it won't be me." She said vaguely, confusing everyone in the room, including me though I had a feeling I knew what she meant.

"Then who will mam?" The man asked politely and mom smiled at me.

"My son Zachary of course." She answered, ruffling my hair, "I think she'll be more comfortable and open if she talked to someone her age." She explained and they nodded. I couldn't take it anymore and decided to speak up.

"Who will I be talking to mom?" I asked casually and she smiled at me.

"Our newest Prisoner, Cameron Ann Morgan." She answered and inside I froze in shock while on the outside I stayed the same except I raised an eyebrow.

"Cameron Morgan? As in the daughter of Rachel Morgan, the Headmistress of Gallagher Academy? One of the best pavement artists in the world? The same girl I tracked in D.C. before our exchange with them?" I asked and she raised an eyebrow.

"So you've met her before?" She asked and I nodded.

"I saw her a lot during the exchange, she is a pretty good pavement artist," the best actually, I thought to myself, "And a pretty exceptional fighter," more like amazing, I thought again, "But not as good as that Baxter girl, what's her name…oh yea Rebecca, or as she likes to be called, Bex." I stated and mom smiled, not seeming surprised.

"Well we have captured her from Gallagher Academy and have brought her here for questioning, and who better to do it than someone who knows her a little better." Mom explained and inside I snorted, a little I know her right down to her smallest doubts and thoughts, but nodded obediently to mom.

"Ok I'll interview her, but," Mom looked confused at that but didn't interrupt, "I'd like it to be only me and her, no one watching and the cameras off, ok mom?" I asked politely and mom smiled.

"Of course Zachary, it will probably make her feel more comfortable and willing to speak, apparently she hasn't uttered a word since we put her in there." Mom said in distain and I just stopped myself from clenching my fists in anger at my mom's words about my Gallagher girl. Probably won't be your Gallagher girl anymore after this when she finds out who you are, I thought but pushed it away, I couldn't think things like that right now, it won't help anything at all.

"Also I'll be needing the key for the handcuffs you strapped her arms to the chair with, they probably won't make her talk anymore." I stated, knowing that they had done that to her because they did it to all their prisoners so they wouldn't escape when no one was around. I saw worry flash across mom's face.

"But what if she tries to fight you?" She asked and I chuckled.

"Mom, I'm the best fighter at Blackthorne, I'm pretty sure I can take her on, besides I've done it a couple of times in P.E. during the exchange." I reassured and the worry disappeared from her face to be replaced by a proud smile.

"Of course, sorry Zach I wasn't thinking about that." Mom apologized before looking over at one of the men, "Cameras off and give Zachary the key Duprius." Mom demanded and the guy turned off the cameras before getting up and handing the key to me then going and sitting down again, "Good luck Zachary." Mom said to me and I smiled back at her before turned around and opening the door, not ready to face Cammie at all.

Cammie's P.O.V.(A/N: a change now, let's see how she's doing.)

I groaned as I shifted in the seat I was sitting at in the interrogation room. You see while I was being brought here, one of the guys knocked me out because I kept fighting them(of course I'm going to fight them, it's not like I want to be here) and I woke up lying on a bed in a cell. After a couple minutes three men came into the cell and brought me to this interrogation room where I've been waiting for someone to come and talk to me for the past three hours.

Glad to know I'm so important that they will forget about me for three hours, I thought grumpily, hey I am tired, angry, and my day is just not going well so sue me! I leaned back in my chair in boredom, this person better be extremely busy, because if they left me in here for three hours then I'm going to kick their butt as soon as I get out of these handcuffs, I don't care how big, tough, or skilled they are, .. Wow I really felt like Bex when I thought that! But in my defense, I've just had enough of this.

My head snapped up as I heard the door open and I scowled, it's about time they got here, I thought and watched as they walked in and who I saw made me freeze, Zachary Goode, my Blackthorne boy, was walking into the room and I knew by the look on the woman's face that was standing outside the door that he wasn't here to help me out, he was here to talk to me which could only mean one thing if he was able to walk in here all alone, Zach was part of the circle.

When I realized that, betrayal, sadness, loneliness, and depression overwhelmed me as I stared into his eyes, the eyes I love so much, figuring out that it must have been a scam, he never loved me, he was only honeypotting me, that thought shattered my heart and I felt tears well up in my eyes but I took a deep breath and looked away from him, I couldn't look at him right now, if I did then I would surely start crying and that would only add to my heartbreak and his satisfaction. He closed the door behind him and slowly walked over to the table I was at.

I felt him stare at me before pulling something out of his pocket, a key I see now, and unlocking my handcuffs. I almost sighed in relief at getting out of those but I couldn't, I would giving him the thought that he helped me, that it hurt me to realize that he was in the circle, that it shattered my heart because I was in love with him. I sat stone-still in my seat as he walked to the other end of the table and sat down directly across from me. I felt his stare but was determined not to meet his eyes because if I did then the second I looked into them I'd melt and start telling him everything and I couldn't have that because I have already decided I'm not going to say a single thing to him, I haven't said a word all day and I'm not going to start now, no matter what, besides they were probably watching us on cameras right now. As if sensing my thought Zach started to talk.

"They aren't watching right now, they turned the cameras off before I came in here." He stated and that proved even more that he was in the circle if they trusted him enough to tell them the truth. I knew he probably wanted to hear me talk but like I said before, I had already decided I wasn't going to talk, I just stared at the wall to my left, not moving or uttering a single word. It was silent for seven minutes and 32 seconds before Zach spoke, "Please Cammie, just talk to me, yell at me, do something." He begged which surprised me, why was he acting the same way if he had been honeypotting me? Probably thought that it would make me talk even more, well he's definitely wrong about that, I thought, relaxing more in my chair, "Please, just one word, anything at all." He begged again but I just continued to stare at the wall, "Please Gallagher girl." I flinched at that, remembering all the times he'd called me that and without thinking I spoke.

"Don't call me that." I whispered in a shaky voice and he seemed relieved to finally hear me talk but confused on why I said that, well there goes my no-talking plan, I thought but didn't really care.

"What? Why not, I've always called you that." He stated and my head whipped around to glare at him fiercely.

"Because I don't want you to!" I exclaimed, glaring harder at him. I froze as I realized I was staring into his emerald eyes filled with pain, helplessness, care, worry, hurt, confusion, and love and I snapped my head back to the wall, trying to stop the tears from falling, hearing him call me that reminded me of every memory we ever had and it just shattered my heart even more as I remembered that it had all been fake, not real, a scam, he didn't really love me, my love life sucks, I thought and it was completely true, I always think I've found the perfect person but it all just blows up in my face everytime, "I can't hear you call me that." I whispered barely audible but I knew he hear it no matter how much I didn't want him to.

"Why not?" He asked quietly but I didn't answer him, I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of knowing that it hurt hearing him call me that because I loved that nickname he gave me and it filled me with more and more waves of sadness and depression and broke my heart even more when he did, "Why not Cammie? Why don't you want me to call you Gallagher girl?" He asked and I flinched again, just hearing the words come from him hurt enough. That's it, I can't take this anymore, I thought and I pushed my chair out, standing up and Zach stood up fast right after me, trying to get me to look at him but I couldn't do that, I know I'll crack the next time I even look at him. So with that thought in mind I cleared my throat.

"I want to go back to my room." I stated emotionlessly as Zach continued to stare at me. After a couple seconds he realized that I wasn't going to speak again and sighed sadly but walked towards the door and opened it for me and I flinched again as I remembered all the games we'd play when he'd pretend to be the good gentleman boyfriend and would hold the door open for me or pull chairs out for me and all the other cliché stuff and again I had to hold in the sobs and tears that threatened to overflow as I turned around and walked out the door, past the woman and the three men, out the door, and down the hallways and through the doors with Zach right on my tail. When I reached my door I stopped and waited as Zach pulled out the key for the door and inserted it in the door and I waited for him to open the door but he didn't. After a couple seconds he still hadn't so I looked up at him to glare at him but my glare faltered as I realized how close he was to me and the next thing I knew I was staring into his emerald green eyes and I did the thing I had not wanted to do, I melted. His eyes were filled with love, care, worry, hurt, confusion, and so many other feelings that they were all mixed up and hard to read. Then the next thing I knew, Zach was kissing me. I froze in shock and confusion and was about to pull away when I felt myself melt into the kiss and my arms wrapped around his neck and raveled in his hair while his arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer and with that I realized something, even though Zach is part of the circle, I wanted this, I still wanted to be in his arms and with a shock I realized something else, I still loved him just as much as I always have. It was about a minute and 48 seconds into the kiss that I realized that and I shot back from him as fast as I could and before any of us could say a thing I opened the door, ran in, and closed it behind me, breathing heavily. I can't believe I just did that, oh no why did I do that, he was probably just checking to see if it still worked and I just proved it, how stupid am I? I thought to myself, groaning out loud at my stupidity.

"Rough day huh?" Someone asked in front of me and I froze as I recognized that voice. I opened my eyes to see dad in front of me, sitting on the bed that I had woken up on earlier this day. When I realized it was him I ran forward and hugged him tightly, "Where were you?" He asked after a couple minutes and I sighed.

"In the interrogation room." I answered truthfully, not feeling like lying, I'd had enough of lying today that would last me a lifetime, my whole life was a lie practically I mean all my life was about spies and spies lie all the time, it was a second nature to us. Dad stiffened at that.

"Did they hurt you at all?" He asked, pulling back from me to look at my body and see if there were any marks on it.

"No they didn't physically hurt me." I whispered and it was true, Zach didn't physically hurt me but he did mentally. Dad seemed confused at that.

"Physically? What do you mean? Who was interrogating you?" He asked and I sighed in defeat.

"Zach." I whispered and, surprisingly, he sighed in relief.

"So that's what she wanted him to do! Thank goodness, I thought it was going to be something bad!' He exclaimed, chuckling and that confused me even more.

"What are you talking about dad?" I asked as he stopped laughing and he looked down at me.

"When we were coming to get you we got compromised, Grant was sent away and I was brought here while Cassandra brought Zach somewhere to do something, I guess that's what it was." He explained but it just confused me even more.

"Wait rescue mission? You, Zach, and Grant? What are you talking about dad?" I asked and he raised an eyebrow at me.

"Your mom, friends, the Jonas boy, Grant, Zach, and I had come up with a plan to get you back, well actually it was pretty much Zach's plan, he made it all up but at least we got through some of it, it would've went perfectly if we hadn't run into his mom-" Dad stated but I interrupted him.

"Wait mom? Zach's mom is here?" I asked in shock.

"Yea didn't you meet her? She has his eyes, didn't yo use anyone that looked like him?" Dad asked and the picture of the woman in that room appeared in my mind and she had green eyes, Zach's eyes. I nodded.

"Yea I saw her, but wait, Zach helped you with the plan?" I asked and dad nodded.

"Yea he practically did everything, but what do you expect I mean the kid loves you after all-" I interrupted him at that again.

"What? What do you mean he loves me?" I exclaimed, my eyes widening in shock and he froze.

"Whoops, I probably shouldn't have told you that, I probably should've waited until he told you, but it's too late now so oh well!" Dad exclaimed while I was still in shock, Zach actually does love me? I thought in confusion, oh no what have I done?

"So he was on our side the whole time?" I asked dad and he nodded.

"He was practically the leader, why do you ask?" Dad wondered and I couldn't take it anymore, I burst into tears, realizing that I had judged and jumped to conclusions to fast and because of that I may have ruined Zach's and my relationship forever. Dad hugged me tightly, confused, but still did anyway as I cried and cried myself to sleep.

Disclaimer: Don't own anything except for the guards and plot(well kind of, the C.O.C. part belongs to Ally Carter).

Well, that was a sad ending! Sorry to go all depressing and cliffhanger on you but it felt right when I was reading this, this is probably one of the first chapters I've ever written where it just flowed. Did you like the changes? Don't worry, more are to come maybe this week maybe next week, I don't know but I promise and I mean this, it will be soon!