Chapter 11

(A/N: Hey guys, I forgot to but an A/N at the end of the last chapter to remind you to leave a review, so if you could leave a review for that chapter now that would be great! Just so I know how you guys felt about it. Okay, now in a lot of the remaining chapters there is going to be a lot of switching P. so I hope you don't get confused.)

P.O.V of Zachary Goode

I'm on the plane to Milan. Bex, Jonas, and Townsend are on the plane with me. My nose was still bleeding from fighting with Townsend. Edward Townsend is my father. Okay its official I have the worst parents ever. At least in our little brawl I gave him a black eye, couple bloody gashes on his face, and a bloody noise. I cannot stand being 10,000 feet in the air with this guy.

"Zach, I didn't know until last week," he said to me trying to make amends.

"I don't care," I said coldly.

"If I knew I would have reached out sooner, trust me I regret not being there for you!"

"When did it even happen?"

"You know my main job was to hunt down the Circle. And I did undercover work, and-"oh god. I don't want to hear this. "You're saying I was a mistake? Because you were deep in cover?" I said cutting him off.

"No! Well yes you weren't planned, but you weren't conceived just because of my mission. I did actually love your mother at the time," he said and we didn't exchange a single word after. I have the most dysfunctional family ever.

P.O.V of Cameron Morgan

"Oww," I said. A maid girl was brushing my hair. I was getting tortured the way Macey always did before I had big events or dates with Zach. Just thinking about him makes my heart wrench.

"Why don't you look beautiful," Catherine said while entering the room.

"I'll take over from here," she told the maid. The maid quickly nodded.

"So Cammie, how are you doing?" she asked. I gave her the death glare through the mirror's reflection.

"Now don't be like that. I'm actually protecting you and my son of course. It may not seem like it but I've been through the whole love thing, and it was with the wrong person. He was on the other side. Just like you and Zach. Two different sides that can never be together," she said as she put a diamond necklace around my neck.

"He's on my side. He works for the CIA, he put half of the Circle members," I said.

"He's still young. He'll figure out that where he belongs is beside me. And the only way that can happen is if you are out of the picture. I can't kill you because he would never forgive me. But if you fall in love with someone else like Josh, you won't be a problem," she said as a final comment. She left the room right before the brush I chucked at her hit her. I looked at my face. It was covered in make up, my hair was perfectly curled. I was wearing a beautiful black Versace dress that would have made Macey jealous. But none of that mattered to me. My eyes were becoming more soulless by the minute. I could not stand this place. I ripped the necklace off and threw it at the mirror. It was such a hard throw the mirror fell. And there was a secret door behind it.

P.O.V of Bex Baxter

We finally landed in Milan. It was literally one of the most awkward plane rides I have ever been on. Anything at this point would trigger Zach going off on Townsend. Thank god we are here.

"Let's start exploring possible streets," Zach said.

"The one off of Main Street is where we think she most likely would be at,"

"Well let's go then! Taxi!" I said while trying to wave a taxi over. It took five tries to finally get one to come over. If only they knew how important it is to give us a ride as fast as possible. But of course we can't tell them or else we would have to kill them.

P.O.V of Cameron Morgan

I stepped inside the room. It was dark, and there was only one item in the whole room. It was a photo album. I opened the first page. There was a birth certificate and a picture of a tiny baby boy. He could have only been a few hours old. The certificate said Zachary Goode. This must be a Goode family album. Of course, when you see your fiancé's baby album, you expect to be on a couch with his mother cooing over all the embarrassing photos of him. Not accidently stumbling on a secret door and finding an album that was supposed to stay secret. I flipped the next page. There were photos of him growing up. Birthday parties, learning how to ride a bike, first day of school, and all his firsts in childhood. And all the photos of him with Catherine looked normal. It seemed like a normal loving mother and sweet innocent boy who also loved his mother in the pictures.

"They're sweet aren't they," she said sneaking up on me. I almost jumped, but I composed myself.

"What happened?"

"He figured out what I did for a living. And then when he left for Blackthorne, he met Joe. He hated me even more. Then when he met you, it just added to the fire. That's why you have to go. Cammie once you experience parenthood you'll understand what I'm doing. Because all I want is my son back to that little boy who loves me just as much as I love him," I saw a single tear roll down her cheek. I felt bad for her, but she doesn't deserve my sympathy. BAM! I heard a door get knocked down.

P.O.V of Zachary Goode

We are walking down 5th Street. There are big Victorian Houses decorating this street. But the one at the very end of the street catches my eye. It was a pale yellow, green window shutters lined the windows, And there was a large porch around the whole perimeter of the lower floor. This is the place I know it.

"This is it," I said.

"How do you know?" Bex asked me. (Flashback)

"Mommy!" I remember saying all the time when I was three or four.

"Zach I'm working right now,"

"But it's story time!" she was on the phone and she looked upset. But she looked at me and smiled.

"Okay give me one second and meet me on the porch," I left the room, but eavesdropped on her conversation.

"Ed I have to go. No! You betrayed me. Your asking me why I'm upset? Never mind, you'd never understand," She hung up the phone. Now in retrospect Ed must have been Townsend. She was talking to my father. And she never told me or him. I ran to the porch before she could notice.

"Okay, what story should I tell today?" she asked.

"The usual!"

"Okay. There once was a princess. She lived in a pale yellow house, there were green shutters on all the windows, and a big porch, just like we are sitting on right now. She fell in love with a prince. But this prince and her were not meant for each other. She was about to runaway with him, but her father found out. He banished her to the house forever in solitude, and the prince got away before the king can do anything to him. He was a coward. But little did the king know that the princess was expecting a baby boy. She named her baby boy Zach and they lived happily ever after," Then I always asked the same question after the story.

"Is that what happened to my dad? He was a coward and ran away?"

"Pretty much," was always her answer.

(Flashback over)

"I just know. Jonas how long has this house been off the market?"

"About 3 months,"

"And it fits our time slot too," I said. We decided to go in a diplomatic way. But before I could go up the long driveway I had to ask Townsend something.

"Did you and my mom really plan to run away?"

"That was the plan. Then her father found out I was an MI6 agent and gave me the chance to run," I didn't want to know anymore. Jonas knocked on the door. He knocked 5 times. Then Bex got impatient and knocked the door down.

(A/N: How was that? Sorry it took so long to update. Next chapter will have more action and fighting. This was a chapter that just cleared a few things up. Please leave a review and thanks for reading!)