Chapter 15

(A/N: Hey guys! Sorry I haven't updated! I've been out of town. This is the last chapter of this story.)

P.O.V of Cameron Goode 6 years later

"Mom! I'm going to be late! Hurry up!" Jace, my 5 year old son yelled to me. It was his first day of kindergarten.

"Daddy can you get me my ju-ju?" Aria, my 3 year old daughter asked Zach. We had a late start this morning since the twins, Matthias and Elaina who are 1, would not sleep last night. The phone rang. No morning is right without a phone call.

"Hello?" I said into the phone.

"Beverly will not stop crying! Bex said to give her a pacifier and Macey said to check her diaper. But none of those worked!" Liz told me. She just had her twins, Beverly and Blair. She was the last of us to have kids. Bex had three and Macey had two.

"Drive her around in the car," I said.

"Okay I'll try that," she hung up. I remember what it was like to be a mom for the first time.

"Liz?" Zach asked while trying to shove baby food into the twin's mouths.

"Baby troubles," I said while I packed Jace's lunch.

"Mom we have to go now!"

"Okay go get into the car!" Zach and I loaded the rest of the kids in our car. The school was only 5 minutes away. Roseville Elementary School. The others also lived here in Roseville, but Bex and Macey's oldest kids won't start school until next year. Once we arrived, Jace immediately unbuckled and jumped out of the car. Aria unbuckled herself, but she insisted on Zach carrying her. She has him so wrapped around her finger that she can make him do anything. I unbuckled the twins and carried Matthias while Elaina walked beside me. Jace was tapping his foot impatiently waiting for us to hurry up.

"You guys are so slow!" he said, but under his impatience I could hear his excitement to start school. We walked him to his classroom.

"Bye Mommy! Bye Daddy! Bye you guys!" he said while giving me a quick kiss on the cheek, hugging Zach and waving good bye to his siblings. He walked into his classroom without a single fear in the world. I saw other kids crying and screaming because they didn't want to leave their moms. I was glad he could be independent, but at the same time I didn't want him to grow up. Before we left I heard a tap on the window. It was Jace. He waved and mouthed "I love you mommy," through the window. That's when I lost it. I mouthed back "I love you too" while tears were streaming down my face.

P.O.V of Zach Goode

Cammie had to go into work after we dropped Jace off at kindergarten and I took the others to day care. It's been 6 years since I last talked to my mother. Townsend has actually turned out to be a great guy. To call him dad is something I'm proud of actually. It's three in the afternoon right now, and Jace's school gets out at 3:10 so I went to go pick him up. When the final bell rang, he was the 10th person out of the door.

"Daddy!" he said and jumped into my arms.

"Hey Jace, how was your first day," I asked while we walked to our car.

"It was fun! Look I made you and mommy a picture! And look what I did!" he said holding up a sheet of paper with his name and a drawing of stick figures representing out family.

"Did you make that?"

"Yeah! I even wrote my name! I was the only kid who could write my first and last name," he said happily. He yakked all about his first day of school on the car ride home. I also picked up the others from day care. Cammie would be home around 5.

"I'll do dishes if you get the kids ready for bed," I offered to Cammie as the kids bolted up the stairs after we watched some TV. It was 9 and it's the kids' bed time.

"Deal," she said and laughed as she lugged up the stairs after them. When I was almost done washing dishes the phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hi Zach," said a voice that I wish would go away.

"What are you doing calling me?"

"Don't worry I'm still in CIA custody. So is Josh, but he gets to go in a few months. I just wanted to hear my son's voice. How's Cammie and the kids? Ed told me I'm a grandma of four,"

"They aren't your grandchildren. I told them you are dead, so as far as they know Rachel is their only grandma,"

"Zachary I'm not asking to meet them, I just want to know about them. Please?" she sounded sincere but I can still never forgive her for all that she has done.

"Jace is 5 it was his first day of school today and he loves soccer. Aria is 3, she loves to do gymnastics. Matthias and Elaina are 1 and they have already seemed interested in swimming. There, now you know something about my kids,"

"Zach I am truly sorry," it sounded like she was crying.

"Go burn in hell," I said and hung up.

"Was that Catherine?" Cammie asked while coming around the corner.

"Are the kids in bed?" she nodded. "Yes, it was," I finished.

"I talked to her today," what? Why would Cammie talk to my mother? She saw the confusion on my face and continued. "I told her about us and the kids and how everyone is doing," she said while looking down at her feet.

"Why would you do that?"

"Because," she paused. "If I ever lost Jace or Matthias the way your mom lost you, I would be heartbroken. And to not even know I have grandkids would be devastating,"

"But you are nothing like my mother. You aren't a leader of some terrorist organization who is trying to kill your son's wife. You will never try to kidnap and force your son's love to marry someone else. You and the kids will never have a relationship like my mom and I do. You love our kids,"

"She loves you too Zach! When she kidnapped me she told me that once I experienced motherhood I'd understand what it would be like to want what's best for your children. I'm not saying what she did was right, but I understand why she felt like she had to do it. When Jace rushed in to school today without crying for me to stay, I understood what Catherine felt when she lost you," I saw tears running down her face. I grabbed her and pulled her into a hug.

"I'll call her tomorrow," I told her. She smiled and kissed me softly on the lips.

"Let's go to bed," she said while holding onto my hand, but the phone rang again.

"I'll answer it," she said. She picked up the phone. She kept saying okay, yes, and we'll be there.

"That was the agency. They need us and the others tomorrow at 5pm for a mission to Brazil,"

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