A/N: I wanted to suspense you guys. Plus, I was busy and I happened to be in the mood to write the next chapter today. I know, I know. I would just appreciate it if I was given some more ideas. You know what? I'll consider having a co-writer. MAYBE. But hey, it can't hurt, right? Just send me a PM if you wanna co-write with me, and I'll think about it:)

It was her. Also know as…Zach's mom.

My heart was beating faster and I didn't know what to do. How did I get here? When did I get here? Most of all, I wanted to know, Where did my friends go?

"What would you want your last request to be?" I turned to Mrs. Goode.

"To speak to my friends and family, as well as…Zach," I sighed. He would be so upset, it made me sad.

"Go ahead," she gestured to the large wall sized screen on the other side of the room.

"Really?" I asked excitedly.

"No."

She then used her index finger to pull my chin up, smirking and gave me a did-you-really-think-I'd-let-you-initiate-contact-with-those-who-can-rescue-you look.

"Look, you have really good security, so it's practically impossible for them to break in," I gave her a logical thing to think about, while hoping I was stalling good enough. Some way, somehow Liz would find me. I was sure of it. To prove my point I jerked my head towards the five security cameras pointing at me, and the one-way-glass that faced in my direction.

She stopped and thought about it, while rubbing her chin. Then, she stepped back, away from me, and rubbed her hands together, smirking evily…If that was possible.

"You know what? You're right. I won't hesitate to kill them or you, if the little C.I.A. search party shows up here. So I guess I don't mind." She emphasized the word 'C.I.A.'

I gave her a faux smile and glanced up at her. "Thank you Mrs. Goode."

"Don't thank me, you little scumbag," she groaned. "What does Zach see in you?"

She said the last part to no one in particular, but made a dramatic scene by lifting her arms, as if she was seeing heaven for the first time.

I rolled my eyes but grabbed her attention, "Umm, I can't get up though?" It was more of a question.

"No, no. I'll have my men move you. Stay put, I know how much training you have had. Speaking of training, has Zach ever told you that I went to –" I cut her off.

" –the Gallagher Academy. Yes, I know, you've mentioned it before," I sighed in exasperation.

"Child! I will not tolerate that attitude of yours. Be nice to you're boyfriend's mama!" she literally screamed it at me, in a very…villainous way. "You know, Zachary was always the sweetheart. After I killed his father…I sent him to Blackthorne. It was a Goode way – did you notice I said 'Goode,' Cammie dear - to teach him the tricks I used on his old man," she winked, while I listened, disgusted.

"Yeah, well, is there a reason you killed your husband?" I asked, even though I really didn't want to know.

"Frankly, yes." She still smiled, but I could see a bit of sadness in her eyes. "When Zachary was only 4 years old, his father had decided that killing wasn't his thing. So he became a double agent, helping the C.I.A. And I had figured this out, after it was too late. When Zachary went to Blackthorne – the poor thing – his father had arranged Mr. Solomon –" she spat his name –"to never let him be 'evil like I was.'" She put little air quotation marks around it.

"Why are you such sadist?" I muttered, mostly to myself, but she still heard it.

"Oh, dear, that's not a nice way of putting it. I enjoy the pain of others as long they suffer," she said smiling sweetly at me, which I knew, was fake.

Mrs. Goode, then, abruptly stood up. "I don't know why I cared enough to tell you all of this. Mark! Phillip! Come here!"

Two men walked into the room. I could tell they were heartless like her. "Yes ma'am?"

"Do me a favor, and push it to the screen." She pointed to me, and walked away. The two men – Mark and Phillip – easily moved me to in front of the screen.

"You think she'll escape?" the one with the dark brown hair, who I assumed was Mark, whispered to Phillip, I'm guessing.

"Nah, too much security." He whistled. "Speaking of, Goode is a babe."

"Yeah, I noticed! If she were a door, I'd bang her all day long," he beamed, obviously believing his pick up line would get him some. As if.

Right after discussing Mrs. Goode and her 'sexy features,' they turned on the screen and it said "calling Gallagher Academy."

"Girl, you better watch out. We have every surveillance possible on you," they both said. With their hands on the doorknob, they gave me one last glance before shutting the door.

"Hello?" a voice called out. I looked up at the screen.

"Zach!" my heart fluttered.

"Cammie! Where are you?" his eyes widened. Before I could say anything, he had already answered his own question.

"Let me guess. The CoC base. With my mother." He groaned and cursed under his breath. "Dammit!"

I nodded. "And she's tightened a lot of security around here, babe. It's best if you don't come. Don't risk your lives for me."

"No. We won't leave you there to defend for yourself. Besides, she'd try to kill us all anyways."

"I don't think so. She's your mom. She cares about you!" I was so confused. She wouldn't kill Zach. Yes me, but Zach? I honestly doubted that.

"No Cam. Just because your mom is like that, doesn't mean everyone else's is. She stopped caring for me when I blew up that base. You know, you were there," he reasonable explained. All of a sudden, Mrs. Goode walked in.

"Hello, Zachary. You're pretty little girlfriend will be safe with me. Say goodbye, child."

"I love you, Cam." And really quickly, Zach jotted down some stuff on a piece of paper and rapidly held it against the camera to show me a message in Morse code. It said "We're coming to get you. Get ready."

My head bobbed up and down. He pulled the message back down and smiled at me.

"I love you too," I whispered to him, and then the screen went black. Mrs. Goode had a detached plug that was connected to the screen at her hands with her free hand on her hip and she glared at me. I was back at square one. Or so I thought.

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