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Chapter 8: Off to L.A.

CPOV:

When we got to the airport, Zach told me to stand behind him while he bought tickets. It didn't take long, but everything seemed really awkward. When he was done buying the tickets, he didn't even give me mine. In fact, he asked me for my passport. But that was pretty much all he said. What was even weirder was the fact that he wasn't talking or smirking at me with his signature I-know-something-you-don't-know look. I never thought I'd say this, but I actually kind of missed his smirk.

I didn't say anything though. I just followed behind him. Something was going on and I didn't know what, but momentarily I thought that I should just keep it that way. For a spy, knowing stuff was good, but other times it's not. And then there's those very rare other times, when you just really don't want to know.

So that's all I did. I just followed Zach to the plane. No speaking, no nothing.

We got to the gate and I finally was able to know where we were going. I mean, it's kind of hard not to know where you're going when it's written on a big sign above you. I was finally able to know that Zach was taking me to Los Angeles.

We boarded the plane, and I whispered to him, "Los Angeles, huh?"

He didn't answer for a few minutes. What was with him? "Yep."

A one-word answer? This is so un-Zach. Usually he'd be all 'I can't believe you didn't figure that out sooner' or 'Finally…' What was up with him?

"What's with the one-word answers? Are you ok?" I know I probably just asked him the three words guys never want to be asked… but desperate times call for desperate measures.

"Nothing. I'm fine." With that he pulled out a silver iPod and turned it on, then he turned his head the other way.

Once again, during the whole ride (which was 12 hours) he didn't say anything. Like not a word.

Now, I was seriously getting worried. Hopefully, I'd get to find out what was up sometime soon.

ZPOV:

I had to get us out of here. The Circle was probably after us. And it was all my fault. If I hadn't been such an idiot.

I was greedy.

I was stupid.

I was careless.

I mean, I didn't even think for a second that I was actually asked TO KILL someone. It didn't even ring in my head for a second that I was about to kill someone.

Someone I didn't know.

Someone I didn't even know why they should be dead.

Some people might say that I'm in the wrong business if I thought of that. But no, if I was an assassin, then I would be in the wrong business. As a spy, my job is to protect people. To protect people from the bad guys. Not to endanger them. Not to kill people for information.

While thinking about all this, I realized that Cammie had so many reasons to hate me. To not love me anymore. To not even speak another word to me ever. I'd let her tell me as soon as we get to L.A.

I'd make sure she was safe, then make sure that she never saw me again.

Because some people think that holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it's letting go.

If I truly loved Cammie, which I did, and she didn't love me back I would let her go. Because the most important thing to me is that she's happy. That and nothing else. I should just let her be. I think she'd appreciate it.

A/N Alright. So I know this wasn't the greatest chapter on earth,but I hope you guys liked that nice little look into Zach's head. The upcoming chapters will be more interesting, but I just needed this one first.

Also, sorry for the lack of updates, but I'm taking honors biology, and it takes away all my writing time because its so insanely hard. But I'll try to update more often!

Please review and tell me what you thought! Lets aim for…. 10 more?

XOXO

~ The True Mrs. Goode-Cullen