C. POV
After the initial shock wore off and I realized who my 'bodyguard' was going to be, I though OH, Crap! Quickly, after the boy, now man, I use to know as Grant, came over to the couch, Scorpion introduced me to his right hand man, Trace Carroll (this is Grant). I politely said, "Hello, nice to meet you," because after all I wasn't suppose to know him. Following the introduction, Scorpion said, "He will follow you to your apartment to get your things, and then carry you and them back here, and show you to your room. Also once you get back I need to get you branded as mine as soon as possible. Trace, show Miss Emily out and be back with her and her stuff by at least 9: oo tonight."
"What does this brand include?"
"Ahh, yes, I was wonder when you would ask that. Trace show her your brand, and then we'll tell her how it was done."
Trace walked over, pulled his sleeve up, and showed me his brand; it was a green chameleon with French words un amour duce étreinte (a love's sweet embrace) wrapped around it. I then commented and said to Scorpion, "That's gorgeous, especially the saying 'A love's sweet embrace'."
"You know French?"
"Yes I took that and Spanish in high school, and later in college. So, why that saying?"
He then turned colder than I had ever seen him before, and in a steely voice he replied, "You need to go get packing to be here around 9, oh and don't pry into my life it will get you killed; however, I'll answer your question. The saying is a reminder of a life I use to live and long time ago, one I gave up and one I'll never get back. It's there to remind me of someone I once cared about, but that's history; I'm a different person now. Just leave immediately. Trace will show you out."
I quickly followed Trace out and could see that my question upset Scorpion and tore through his cold façade he kept up. I was like he was remembering better times but hating it all the same, and this made me so sad because those "times" were spent with all of us, more specifically me, and some of the best times of my life.
Trace soon started to speak after we were 1mile away from the club, "So, Cammie, what are you doing here?"
"Who, you must be mistaken my name is Emily."
"Cammie, do us both a favor and drop the act."
"Who is Cammie, a past girlfriend?"
"Cam, stop it I knew it was you from the start, but don't worry your secret is safe with me."
"How can my SECRET be safe if you're Scorpion's right hand man?"
"I may be loyal to him still but know this, I'm loyal to Zach not Scorpion, and I'll keep your secret because I want ZACH back, and you're the only one who has managed to brake through his facade besides his mother, who doesn't put up with any of his bull shit."
"Question, how did you know it was me...Zach was even fooled."
"Because before I left to be his lapdog, as the agency puts it, I heard talk about this particular mission and spied, to find out more, so I guess you can say I cheated or I never would have guess it was you. Oh, but you did make one slip up."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, you got under Zach's skin like no one besides Cammie could do so he'll be suspicious."
"Did my question really bother him that badly?"
"Do you really have to ask?"
"Point taken. So, why do we do from here?"
"Go on like you were going to do, but one favor."
"Name it."
"Tell Bex I'm not bad like they are saying and incase I don't make it out alive from your mission, and tell her, I love her."
"Ok, but you'll make it out."
"No because you can't tell anyone I'm still good, not even Bex."
"But you just said to give her that message."
"Yeah, once I'm dead."
"Ok, I agree. After all what choice do I have? You know my secret."
"Thanks Cammie."

After Trace and I had this enlightening discussion we headed to the apartment that Macey and I shared. To give her a warning I knocked on the door twice, instead of just coming right on in, and was answered with a come right in. From there I led Trace into the living room and told him to wait there while my roommate and I packed all my stuff. Finally when we got to the "fake" bedroom and went down to the real one, Macey asked, "Cammie what the HELL is Grant doing here."

"Mace, I couldn't do anything about it. He's Zach's right hand and Zach gave the order for him to escort me here to get my stuff, help me carry the stuff back, and show me to my room."

"Your room?"

"Yeah, it's one of his 'conditions'. I have to live there and I guess to communicate I'll have to use the special coms units that Solomon gave us at the beginning of the mission."

"Ok, they've been working since he put them in."

"I know but we didn't have a reason to use them. Tell everyone my situation and we have to hurry up or Trace is going to wonder what's taking so long."

"Okay that's fine. Here is your packed bag and here are some other suitcases that you might need. I guessed this MIGHT happen eventually or I might want to move in with Damon, so I went ahead and packed bags for me and you."

"Thank you Macey, you're a life saver."

"Your welcome Cam, and if you get into trouble and need extraction there is a special button in the pink bag, and don't worry he won't find it."

"But they're very careful, how will they not find it?"

"It's hidden in a fake tampon packet."

"Oh, okay. Bye Macey, I'll see you later hopefully."

"See you Cammie. Question, do you think Grant can be saved for Bex's sake."

"Honestly, I don't know."

AN: Ok so it has taken a while to post and I'm sorry for that but things get in the way, but hopefully since I'm out of school posts will be better. No promises though sorry. Oh and hopefully for the next upload I'll do some in Macey's POV.