Ok I know there might be a little confusing. This story and Morgan-Goode has nothing to do with each other! I felt like I had to clear it up! Ok on with the chapter.

Cammie P.O.V

I sat outside the hospital ward where Zach was. I kept crying and crying. Why did he lie to me! I sat there holding the one thing Zach needed most. I watched agent Townsend run in.

"Where is he Cammie?!" He yelled at me tears streaming down his sun burned cheeks.

"Surgery." I said the one word like it was death. He pulled a chair up beside me where I was slouching and sitting on the floor.

He ignored me and I just waited for the doctor to come out and tell me that he success fully removed the spear of sheet metal from his abdomen without piercing his internal organs.

I watched Townsend pull a cigarette out of his pocket. He got up and walked out the door. I felt sick hearing all the yelling every time a new emergency patient came in.

I ran to the bathroom and stayed their puking and crying. Muffled sobs filled the place.

~That night~

I watched as the doctor walked out of the doors. He scribbled on his clipboard and walked up to me.

"Miss Morgan. The surgery was a success. Come with me and you can see him. He came out of surgery a while ago but we wanted him to wake up. Also there is a slight chance he will slip into a coma. Very, very slight though." I followed him through the halls of the ICU (Intensive Care Unit). I listened to the cries and screams of family members. I even watched a lady fall to the ground crying as a nurse put the sheet over her husband's head. Which meant death. New tears streamed down my face. When I walked into Zach's room he was awake but looked really dazed. I walked over to him and kissed his cheek. He grabbed my hand.

"Look in my cargo pants in the bag." He said hoarsely and croakily. I looked in the pants. There were two brown paper packages. He reached for them, grabbed them and then handed them back to me.

"Happy Valentine's day sweetie." He said in barely audible whisper.

I unwrapped the packages in the first one was the thing I always looked at in school. The picture of my dad and Joe at Blackthorne. I sobbed harder and harder. I unwrapped the second one and it was an empty Pandora chain. It had a note, "For the love of my life Cammie Morgan: As life goes on we will fill up this chain, and more to come. I love you Cammie. My Gallagher Girl." I read the note and looked at him. He smirked. I sat down on the chair beside his bed. I held his hand as we both fell asleep.

~Next Morning~

I felt the rough shaking of Bex at six AM.

"What do you want Bex?" I asked groggily.

"Oh Cam, get up Zach is gone." I woke up immediately tears welling in my eyes. She noticed how I was feeling.

"Oh, you thought I meant he was dead."

"Yeah I did!" I yelled at her, while staring at the empty bed.

"No they moved him out of the ICU. He became way more stable last night. They said he can leave in about two weeks." She said hugging me tight. I felt relief washed over me.

We walked down the long corridors. Zach sat up in bed talking to everyone. He looked at me and tried to get up. All the guys held him down. They let go after he screamed and winced in pain. I ran out of the room.

"Cam! Come back!" Macey, Bex, and Liz yelling after me. I ran past the parking lot to the woods out the back. I heard them yelling because I disappeared. I ran deeper and deeper into the woods. I stopped when I was about to run into a lake. I stopped running and sat on a tree stump. I stared at the lakes shimmering water with a light breeze blowing on me. I cried. I don't know why I ran from Zach's room. I. Don't. Know. Why.

"CAMERON MORGAN!" Bex, Macey, and Liz yelled in sync.

"What!?" I yelled trying to be confused.

"Why did you leave Zach!?" Bex whispered sounding exhausted.

"I j-j-just h-had too!" I said weeping.

Macey came and brushed the hair out of my eyes. Liz looked like she had a heart attack. I got up and followed them back through the woods. I was afraid to see Zach. He was on these meds that changed his personality. I followed them to Bex's Porsche. Macey grabbed her make-up and fixed me up. We were silent as we walked to Zach's room. I saw him talking quietly with Grant, and Jonas. I walked up to his bedside. He shot me a glare and continued talking they backed away but he kept talking and yelled at them when they turned around. I walked out the door and sat in the hall.

"Get her out of here I don't want to see her face again. I was nice and she ran off! I will call her when I am ready." He yelled fiercely.

I got up and run to my car fumbling with the keys. I got in and drove not home but out of town. I drove to D.C. I ran up the CIA steps and through the door flashing my badge at the guard. I walked straight to the Director's office. I just barged in.

"Jack I need a long mission. I want it to be a tough one woman mission." I said it as a demand.

"I just happen to have three. Um Guatemala 9.3, Germany 8.7, and World war 3 hunt."

I want World War Three Hunt. I want to be out of here by Monday its Wednesday so make the process snappy!" I yelled running out the door.

I drove home. I want to bed at 7:00 AM after driving home from D.C for four hours. I slept all day and all night. I woke up 24 hours later. I packed a bag so I have what I need for the trip to D.C. I got in my car. When I got there I walked into the meeting room and began my briefing.

"Here we will review all of this so you can be ready." I smiled as I looked over the 793 page briefing book.

I am ready to go Chameleon on this mission far away from the 'normal'.