During the last chapter I obviously had writers block so please don't judge the story on that chapter

Disclaimer: I don't own the Gallagher girls series or any copyright to do with it.

Ambush!

Still Cammie POV.

As a Gallagher girl I Knew getting lost was a hazard, but as a girl who had never been more than a few miles from home before it was bound to happen. I unrolled the map onto the floor of the abandoned musty street coughing as the smog chocked me; I studied the map turning it this way and that, shining the bare light of the torch on it with my free hand. I'd been trained to know what direction I was facing by the positioning of the sun or the stars but the sun went down ages ago and it was too musty down here to see the top of the buildings much less stars. I sighed, it had been three weeks since I left, and two days since I had a decent meal, I was hungry, tired and my backpack seemed to be getting heavier by the hour.

I froze, there was someone behind me, about three metres away, my fingers tightened round the torch, I waited as the person came closer I could tell it wasn't your average tourist, not down a industrial street like this, I heard a click I knew exactly what it was, I spun on one foot launching the torch with deadly accuracy as it hit him with a thud on the head as gun fire erupted, if only I had paid attention earlier I may have realised there was more than one person, I ran with full speed as the bullets flew though the haze and hit the floor around me, some part of my brain picked up on the two streets in front of me but most of my brain was acting like a dear knowing my only chance was to out run the enemy. I flew down the left street but gun fire erupted in front of me twisting round I backtracked to the other street this one had no one guarding it again that small part of my brain told me this was strange, but still I flew down the street again there was a choice of two streets I ran down the right; but there was no noise.

*flashback memory* 'your best weapon is your instinct, remember that'

How many teachers had told me that? How many times had my parents drilled that into me as a child? So instead of continuing running down the street I turned everything seemed to be in slow motion as I back tracked to the street id seen but not taken. Like I suspected gunfire erupted; they weren't carelessly leaving streets open for me to take they were heading me. Anger filled me, did they think I would fall for that? More anger filled me as I realised how close they'd been to being right. I ran toward the gunfire this time, id seen my escape route; a small space not even big enough to be called a alley wedged between two houses. I squeezed into it, as I slowly backed down it carefully keeping a eye on the people running, guns pointing, as they passed me, thinking id taken the clear street. Relief washed over me, as I calmed my heart beat down to a normal speed I took another step back, there wasn't enough space to turn round, a hand pressed against my mouth and a knife was at my throat…

Bex's POV

I was on holiday in the Caribbean, and like everyone else that attends our school, no sorry forget that, like everyone who knew our school existed, I was worried about Cammie and where she was. I can't believe she would run off without telling me! We had been best friends ever since we started school but still she runs away into who knows how much danger without me and without even telling me. I groaned moodily

'What's wrong with you?' my mother said glancing up from a file which had TOP SECRET written in big red letters on it, like that isn't obvious! I gave her a look.

'Don't worry we'll find her' I almost smiled; my mother could read me like a book.

'I can't believe she didn't even tell me! And I want to know how she got out in the first place!'

Ignoring the first question she replied 'that's what we all want to know but cam has always had a knack for finding passage ways in the walls'

'Ummmm' I mumbled only half listening

'Well I'm going, I have an op in a hour with the CIA, what will you do when I'm gone?'

'Hmmmm, I dunno there's these punks across the street there about five or six years older than me and there's eight of them, I might pick a fight with them if I get bored then watch some TV.'

'Fine but don't attract too much attention to yourself and whatever you do don't put them in the hospital, I don't want the police hanging round here while were on holiday' she said as she left the room. I was being sarcastic but people have a habit of listening when a Gallagher Girl makes a threat. I was just contemplating actually doing what I said when my phone rang I snatched it up and grinned, it was Macy

'Hey peacock' I said switching easily to our code names 'duchess here'

'No! I thought Liz was going to answer YOUR phone' I laughed at her sarcasm but it didn't last long, the conversation quickly turned serious.

'Have you heard from Cam?' that was me.

'No if she's going to call anyone it would be you, have your parents said anything?' that was Macy.

'No'

'That could be good? Right?'

'No Macy, it means she's off the grid' she took that quite calmly I thought till I heard a thud then the beep of the phone disconnecting as she threw it across the room at the wall opposite and it broke. I sighed if she was going to react like that I wasn't even going to tell Liz.

I thought I should have someone else's POV to see how they were reacting to her disappearing not sure how it turned out I think I might stick to Cams POV from now on. And I know I left it on a cliff-hanger from cams point of view but I have to get you to keep reading somehow don't I? Thank you to Tehnekox96, Red5blood5rose and YamiStar248 for the help, support and reviews x