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Cammie's POV

After Zach and I talked, I had a very, very tearful reunion with my besties. I felt so bad, for worrying them so much. Even Bex, the strongest out of the four of us, looked shaken and troubled. I had to reassure her a thousand times before she finally smiled what looked like her usual smile at me.

Mace was looking at me the whole time and hardly uttered a single word, but her eyes spoke volumes. I could see the emotion burning behind her eyes and I gulped. I hugged her tightly but she turned and said, "Cammie, you look terrible, you know?"

I laughed lightly. I knew she meant it as a joke, but there was a truth to it. Although Catherine did not disfigure my face, my hair was rough and my arms and legs were covered in bandages. I smiled at her and she returned the smile.

Liz was gushing about how terrified she was when she received the container of blood.

"Cammie, I told you she sent us a container of blood, right? Your blood!" she exclaimed, her expression on her face was disgusted. I heard about this before, when she came to visit me the first time, but this time the truth and atrocity of it all fully sank in.

Bex and Mace looked as though they were about to puke but after a few moments, I broke the silence by saying, "You know I didn't even know what happened until I woke up from chloroform…"

We started the chat with tears in our eyes, but ended it with hope and happiness in our hearts.

The next day, I decided I wanted to tell them about what happened already. Mom said if I was still tired I could wait, but I didn't want to.

So, there we were, seated all in the hospital room while I started my "story".

"So it started when I ran away to find answers. So many things were happening. Everyone was getting hurt because of me, and I felt I had to run away just for the summer to find some answers, and to keep you guys safe," I risked a glance at Zach, the one who had given me the idea of running away. He was staring at his hands, but I could tell he was listening.

"I found what I wanted to in Rome, and I returned to Mr. Solomon's cabin to place the information in a safe place," I paused, "Sorry," I added, looking at Mr. Solomon.

"When I'm done with this, some of you guys should go get the information – it's the names of the Circle leaders, although I've memorized it. Anyway, I didn't plan to stay away all the way. My plan was to come back after Summer break ended. But then it all went wrong," I hesitated.

"I went to Israel and realized I was getting followed by someone when I was at my apartment, but I decided I still had to come home. But then, when I was at the airport, I was kind of ambushed at the toilet and I passed out. Then I ended up with the Circle. I guess you guys know the rest," I finished. Everyone was in deep thoughts, and Mom was looking at me with tear-stricken eyes.

I felt really bad. This woman was the one whom I had aspired to be my whole life. The one who became a widow, since her husband had died from a mission. She was strong, beautiful and smart, everything I wanted to be. She hardly, or never, cried in front of me, only when she thought I wasn't around. Yet, within the two days I had seen her, she had been crying so much, because of me.

I kissed her cheek and the next thing I knew, I was enveloped in her arms.

After we cleared our tears, Aunt Abby left with Agent Townsend to retrieve the information I had left in Mr. Solomon's house.

I thought of something and said, "Mom, I want to see Catherine."

How was it? Sigh, i don't think i have much to write after another few chapters though:( Should i just write about marriage life or something? :)
~Rernay