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Catherine's POV

The CIA provided me with a sparse room, which I spent most of my time in, besides the times where they interrogated me. My hands were cuffed together constantly. I have to admit, for the first time in my life, someone defeated me and it was my son's girlfriend.

I frowned and leant back on the bed. How did that happen? I was just that close to getting what I wanted, but now I was locked up in high-level security cells in the CIA. The girl, she was cunning. I never knew she could manage so much after whatever I had done to her. I had underestimated her. I gave a short laugh when I realized I had done whatever had been used as the Gallagher Girl's most useful weapon. Being a girl.

I knew I was over. I would never be allowed out of jail, and Cameron would surely have told them whatever she knew, leading them to the names, such that they could bring the Circle down.

What could I do now? Who was I? I was a vile, evil woman, who never thought twice about killing anyone. I had a son, which was probably better off without me. I had no one else left. I lay down on the bed and was about to try to get some rest, when I was disturbed by a knock on the door.

"What?" I screeched.

The officer was used to my screams by now. He calmly told me, "It's not interrogation. You have a visitor."

I raised my eyebrow but I followed him.

It was Cameron. And my son.

Zach's POV

I insisted on going with Cam to see my mother. I knew she wouldn't be able to hurt her, but I knew she could cause all sorts of terrible psychological damage to Cam.

There she was. We stood before her; the only thing that separated us was a translucent glass plate. This glass plate was reinforced by a strong kind of element, which prevented it from shattering when a human being hit it.

We sat down and I clasped Cammie's hand into my hand. My mother's glaze flickered as she took note of our little movement.

Before Cammie could utter a word, Catherine spoke first.

"What brings you here, Cameron? I would have thought you would have wanted to stay away from me as soon as you escaped?" she sneered.

Cammie didn't even flinch. Instead, she calmly replied, "No. Although I don't want to be in your hands, I felt there was a need for us to meet. And talk."

"And you, Zach? You see your mum and you don't say a single thing?" she addresses me directly. I flinch. She is one of the only three people in the world who can make me do that.

"What am I supposed to say? That I'm happy for what you did to Cammie? You might be my mother, Catherine, but in my heart you'll never be one," I practically end up spitting my words out. I can tell from her eyes that she was a bit hurt by what I said, but I don't care.

She pretends she didn't hear what I said and returns to Cammie.

"Talk about what? I only captured you because I wanted the information of the leaders' names. But now you've got the upper hand, don't you? You might think I feel sorry or something but no, I don't. Not even a single bit. So, get lost!" Catherine screams.

This time, Cammie cringes. I know she isn't affected by what she said. She can't possibly still have any good feelings towards my monster of a mother. She probably hates her like mad.

"I'm leaving then. Maybe I'll just end off with: You taught me one of the best lessons I had, in the worst way ever," Cammie states and turns to leave. I know she's leaving the choice for me to leave to me. I look back to see if she's waiting for me. She's not, she must be tired or something.

I turn to leave too but Catherine suddenly says something that makes me stop dead in my tracks.

"Zach, I can see why you like her. I can't say I'm sorry for what I did to someone you love. But I officially admit defeat now. But I want you to treat her well, at least better than how your father treated me," Catherine whispers and turns to leave too.

I'm bewildered. What did she mean by that? My father? Wasn't she the one who killed my father? And she wasn't one to admit defeat easily. I was thinking as I left the building so I didn't realize that I almost bumped into somebody.

I caught a whiff on the smell I loved, and the familiar blond hair. I smiled. Cammie was waiting for me. In an instant, my conflicting thoughts were out of the way. I laced my fingers with Cammie's and together, we made our way back to Gallagher.

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~Rernay