Cammie's POV
I drove home in deathly silence, fiercely wiping away any tears that fell from my eyes. I got home and was about to about the door when I noticed something was out of place. The mat, the mat was slightly shifted from when I left for work this morning. I pulled my gun from its holster and quietly entered the house.
What could anyone want in here? The only information I have would be in the office. THE OFFICE GOD DAMN IT CAMMIE, GET IT TOGETHER.
I sprinted down to my office and made an abrupt stop when I saw I man sitting there.
"Hello Cameron." Nobody called me Cameron, so who was this guy?
He laughed softly and spoke "You must be wondering who I am." I nodded slowly signaling him to continue. "That, my darling Cameron is not of importance, but I have something for you." He began to draw something out of his back pocket but I drew up my gun, suspecting he had one also.
"STOP!" I screeched. The man simply smiled and continued to pull out the object
The object didn't glint in the light like metal would. Instead he passed me a piece of paper. I must have had a confused expression my face because he sighed and spoke.
"Cameron dear, I'm on your side; this letter is from your beloved fiancé"
I looked at him and tried to hide my excitement. Zach was alive! My Blackthorne Boy was out there somewhere!
"He's alive?" My voice was filled with absolute joy.
The man laughed a cheerful laugh "Oh Mr. Goode is alive and well, but he can to come to you."
"Well why not?" I yelled, my previous joy now gone. I stepped closer that my gun was at his temple.
He calmly motioned toward the letter in my other hand "Mr. Goode explains it briefly in his letter to you, I am simply his servant."
With that he opened the office window and jumped out. I rushed towards the window after him; I was in the penthouse for goodness sake!
I reached the window just in time to see him speeding away on a motorcycle and he seemed perfectly unharmed.
I shook my head while shutting the window, making extra sure it was locked in place.
I looked at the letter and a thousand questions flooded my mind.
What if he doesn't love me anymore?
What if he has a whole new life with wife and kids?
What if… No just read the letter Cammie, just read the letter.
I took a deep breath and tore open the envelope and began to read.
Dear Gallagher Girl,
3 years ago the Circle captured me and I was tortured for what seemed like forever. However it was only four months and that's when MI6 arrived, brought down the Circle and rescued me.
I was going to come home to you Cammie, I promise but a smaller terrorist group was targeting you and said that if I ever went home to you they'd not only kill you but everyone else I cared about. The group is called the Yellow Diamonds, be alert Cam I can't let you die. I can't say much more without endangering you so this is it.
We will meet again Gallagher Girl, I promise you that. Just don't come looking for me.
-Z
Yellow Diamonds? This was ridiculous! I got a break for three years only to have another group surface out of nowhere and want me.
I sighed, dreading to have to go to work tomorrow; I couldn't even tell anyone about this.
I tucked the letter into the safe Zach had built in the ground of our room. His side of the room no longer smelled like him and was rapidly collecting dust. Tears threatened to escape from my eyes but I brushed them away.
I climbed into bed wearing Zach's Blackthorne sweater and fell fast asleep dreaming about Zach.
(AN: Here it is, I know its short but I had to add this part in, it important later on. I also want to thank the five people who reviewed this and the six people who followed it! Your comments were so kind and it made my day. Here is my response to the guest viewers though.
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