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Here's the next chapter!

Sorry not that much Zammie so far, but it's kinda hard with 'Jimmy' in the middle... :)

Disclaimer: I do not own! Ally Carter does. :)

Josh's POV-

Flashback-

"Come on, they're waiting." I nodded and turned to walk beside her. I opened my mouth to say something but suddenly, we were swarmed by men in black.

End Flashback-

I was surprised but Cammie was throwing punches as fast as she could and took down to guys. I quickly punched one guy in the gut and he passed out. Thank god I took the karate or I would never be able to protect myself. I kicked as hard as I could but another guy just took my leg and flipped me over. I managed to land on my feet and threw a punch in the guy's face. He did not look too pleased. He charged back at me but I dodged and he flew into a pile of trash cans. :)

I stopped mentally celebrating when I heard a small cry from Cammie. I glanced over and saw that she was battling three guys at once and her cast had broken and fallen off! I slowly made my way towards her and started to help her. Suddenly one of the guys moved forward towards Cammie with a rag in his hand. Cammie ducked but it was too late. They guy covered her mouth with the rag and I could tell that it had some drug in it.

"Who are you people?" Cammie asked weakly.

"We are from the COC." Her eyes grew wide so I figured that she knew them. She punched the guy holding the rag to her mouth and flipped out of his reach.

"Go-" Cammie grunted as she launched another kick at the men. "Go back. Get my mom. Get Zach. Tell everyone who-" she didn't have a chance to complete her sentence as another person put another rag over her mouth. She passed out and the rest of them retreated into the van. The guy gave me one final kick then left.

"CAMMIE!" I yelled, desperate. I chased after the van, passing everyone on my way. The van sped around the corner and disappeared. Cammie was gone.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Jonas walked up to me worried. I bent over, catching my breath as I told them what had happened. I didn't tell them who did it though. Zach slapped his forehead.

"Damn those stupid COC people for life." How did they know that it was the COC? I didn't tell them. Or did I?...

"Wtf! Really?" Macey shrieked. "I even bought Cammie some new clothes!"

"First things first." I interrupted. "We should tell her mom." It looked as if everyone had pulled a shade over their eyes. They grew dark and gloomy.

"She'll be crushed." Bex whispered.

"She'll be even more crushed if we don't tell her." Bex replied sadly. We all nodded and walked back towards the mansion. I knocked on the door and heard Cammie's mom telling us to come in. She was sitting at her desk typing on her laptop so happily, I almost didn't want to tell her. But it had to be done.

"Hey guys! What can I do for you?" she turned towards us, hands folded. She seemed to take in all our tearstained faces and immediately, her face was creased with worry.

"What's wrong? Where's Cammie?" I took a deep breath and stepped forward.

"Cammie- she- I -". "She's been kidnapped by the COC." As soon as I said it, seemed to sink back in her chair. Her hand was over her mouth and she was shaking. It took me a while to realize that she was crying.

"Oh no Ms. Morgan it'll be okay. We'll get her back." Bex rushed over to soothe Cammie's mom. shook her head.

"No. Last time- last time they left this." She opened her desk drawer and took out a folded piece of paper.

Zach grabbed the note and read it, his face was white when he looked up.

I took it from him and read it:

We are warning you now. The next time we capture the famous Cameron Morgan, we will not go light on her and the other one...

We WILL get what we want next time.

-the COC

I let the note flutter to the ground. Cammie was going to...die? That was not possible. I mean, Cammie was strong. She'd survive. And who was the other one?

Cammie's POV-

I woke up and jumped up, only to bang my head on something and I quickly sat down again. Ouch. I looked around and took in my surroundings. I was in a small cell with two cots and no windows. The only light came from a naked bulb hanging from the ceiling by a thin piece of wire. I stood up and bashed my head on the slant of the roof again. Dammit.

"Careful." A voie called out to me from the other corner of the cell. I looked up and saw a figure of a man sitting on the other cot bed. I peered closely and gasped. No. It couldn't be. My dad was reported MIA years ago. It's not like he could've been here the entire time? I collapsed back onto the bed, holding my head in my hands. I heard the man get up and walk over to me.

Without looking up, I asked him, "What's your name? who are you? and why are you here?"

"My name's classified. I was reported either MIA or KIA to my family years ago. I was kidnapped by the COC." I heard him shrug as if it didn't matter. "Nothing you need to worry about though."

"What about your family? They have a right to worry and go crazy thinking about you, right?" I tried to make my voice firm but it wavered in the middle. I looked up and look Matthew Morgan straight in the eye. He stumbled back. There were tears in my eyes now, but I didn't care.

"Cammie." he choked out. I was crying now.

"Why? WHY?" I demanded through my tears. He looked just as broken as I felt but I needed answers. Now.

"I was on my mission and got captured. They told me if I didn't cooperate, then they would go after you next. I didn't give them any information though."

"Are you sure about that?" a familiar voice called back from the gate. Mrs. Goode smirked and continued. "Do you really think that we would have been able to capture famous Chameleon if we didn't have any information on her? That liquid was not just anything you know." and with that, she turned on her heel and stalked off. I turned to face my dad who looked as confused as I felt. Then understanding dawned on him.

"No, no, no, no." he muttered, dropping down to the floor, head in hands. I was unsure for what to do so I just stood there. He looked up at me.

"We need to go. NOW." He said, getting up and looking around before dropping down and scratching at the floor.

"Umm...dad...what are you doing?" He didn't look up.

"You'll see." After an hour, there was a small hole that widened out into a little tunnel.

"Did you-"

"No, I didn't." "I found it last year. I couldn't leave because there were guards 24/7." I nodded and jumped down into the tunnel. Matthew jumped down after me and shut the trapdoor. And we started to walk down the tunnel.

I know it gets kinda boring in the middle, but I hope you liked it anyway!

Constructive criticism is accepted. Reviews are always accepted. :)

-akjupiter