A/N: Kokylinda: Thanks. I read your review and I, myself, hope I don't lose my potential. I used to be so much better at writing when I was younger. I get good ideas, but the problem is I'm not sure how to put it down on paper or in this case, on Microsoft Word:) This chapter is also over 1000 words! I felt like a failure when I wrote only 600 words or so on Chapter 4 I think? Well, I was on a streak until then, but whatever. Failure leads to success! :)Okay, onto the story!
Cammie POV:
I ushered myself into the bathroom after tossing my sweater into my handbag, and got out a pair of clean pajamas. Macey was already changing when I walked in. I turned around and closed the door carefully and quietly. Then I looked back at Macey.
I glanced around, making sure no one was watching us. "Did you notice them?"
Macey whispered back, "Yes! I swear, if we didn't get out of there when we did, they would've kidnapped us!"
"I think we should just stop making Zach jealous, seeing you're in a danger."
"I agree. Why did we make up 'Alex'?"
"Uh, I have no clue. We have to tell the others though!"
My face turned red. "There's no need to make them worry! I'll run away like I did before. Only you should know where I went."
"No Cammie, you being alone in this isn't ever safe! For crying out loud, Zach's mom is hunting you down!"
I paled at the mention of his mother.
"Okay, fine," I grumbled, admitting my defeat. Macey gave me a look and slowly turned the doorknob, she walked out of the with me right on her heels. Zach ran to me.
"Cammie! It's fine. We are all in this together." He made me look at him and kissed my forehead. "Let's move, guys. It isn't safe for Cam anymore. Our best bet is to take her back to Gallagher."
Bex, Grant, Liz, Jonas, and Macey nodded, understanding. We gathered our items and Zach closed the warehouse door making sure that the door was locked. He then looked at us with our hands on our bags and nodded. We pushed the comms unit Macey gave us into our ears and set out in the dead of night.
"It only makes sense if we stick together," Liz looked at her palm-sized iPad. "According to Gallagher, they estimated that Mrs. Goode is approximately with her team in this city. Not a good sign."
Grant gruffly answered, "We already know, it's nothing new. Let's just do what we do best. Let's be spies." He said the last word with pride. Bex and Grant set out as couples. Zach and Jonas were walking as best friends, as was Macey, Liz, and I. Our clothes were all black. Liz had to wear a beanie because of her bright, blond hair. Zach contacted my mom and we listened to the conversation on the comms unit. First, the dial tone was there, then we heard the beeping of the digits he pushed in. It started ringing and then there was a message followed by a beep. That's when Zach started talking. I crossed my fingers my mom would get the message in time.
"Mrs. Morgan, Cammie, Bex, Liz, Grant, and Jonas are with me and we are in Washington, D.C. I'm sorry I didn't contact you earlier but we figured out my mom is here looking for Cammie. We were in her old warehouse and just recently left. If there are any C.I.A. bases around here, could you please ask them to send in their cars to pick us up? It's definitely not safe for any of us right now. Thank you, Mrs. Morgan." He finished his message politely, and hung up.
Just as soon as he hung up, my mom called back. She was breathless and panicking as she spoke to us. Zach put the phone on speaker so all of us could hear and answer her.
"Mom! Are you alright?" I dreaded what she would say.
"Yes, yes. Don't worry about me. I've already sent an SUV your way. We located you kids through our tracker."
"Okay, thanks mom. Bye!"
Just then, I saw an black SUV come around the corner.
"You guys, here's our transportation," I whispered. One by one, we stepped onto the car footing and hopped into the car. Jonas sat in the front with a C.I.A. agent, Liz and Jonas in the middle two seats, and Bex, Zach, and I in the back. Since I was sitting in between Bex and Zach, their thighs were pressed up against mine. It completely reminded me of before, when we were headed to Blackthorne. I smiled at Zach and he smiled back. I noticed Grant looking back and giving Zach a goofy grin. Zach rolled his eyes and held my hand. I looked out the window during the 3 hour long ride, watching people doing this and that, everyday people.
"Gallagher girl, wake up. We're finally home," I heard Zach whisper in my ear. In shock, I woke up, my eyes red.
"Noooo. Not yet," I complained flailing my arms at him uselessly. He sighed and picked me up, throwing me over his broad shoulders. I really wanted to go to sleep with all these problems, just escape from them. I opened my eyes for a second, only to see Zach tucking me in and then I floated into a dreamless sleep.
It was hard to breathe, hard to move. That's when my eyes flipped open. I looked around the room, feeling hazy and glanced down, noticing that my hands were tied to a chair. There was a dim light hanging right above me and I could feel the heat of the bulb sending rays to my face. I tried screaming but my tongue could feel a fat, sticky piece of type locking my upper and bottom lip.
"Hello Dear. I hope Zach has been a gentleman to you," A voice called out to me. I kept my head down, but could see a woman in her middle ages, her face hiding in the shadows of the room from my peripheral view. She looked confused because I didn't reply, and painfully ripped off the tape with one swift moment. It stung, but I bit on my tongue to keep myself from screaming.
When the pain faded, I answered her. "Oh, he certainly has been. I want an answer. Why am I here?"
"Don't get too carried away and ask questions, honey." The lady said, her face scrunched up.
"Well then, you won't get any answers." I stubbornly replied.
That's when she stepped out into enough light that I could recognize her.
I gasped. "Oh. My. God."
A/N: Hehehe. I like it when there's cliffhangers. Okay so I actually typed the ENTIRE chapter while watching reruns of "Desperate Housewives." I like writing things while I still have the idea. Yes, I forget a lot of things. I had this whole story planned out in my head, but in a day or two, I couldn't seem to remember what I had in store. So while I don't wanna rush writing this story (kokylinda), I just wanna get something down, and go back and edit it later in the day if anything good comes to mind. So I hope you enjoy this chapter! Back to Desperate Housewives:) By the way, I'd really, sincerely appreciate it if you guys took my polls, just so I could add some more spice into this story. It's on my profile page. And my avatar is how Zach is supposed to look like:) Also, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE send me PM's of what else I should probably include. Shout out to "kokylinda" for giving me really good tips so my story doesn't go down the drain in future chapters:D Love you guys!
~Allie Goode