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We drove for a couple hours. All the time I asked Zach questions that sometimes he would answer and other times…

I'd ask simple things like where he was born, to be met with full answers.

"D.C, my mother was the leader of that cell, so we lived there."

Answers like those made me smile; we grew up in the same city.

Then there were the questions that led to silences that seemed to stretch on forever.

Questions like, "Where is your father?"

After a longtime he answered, "I don't know…"

After about three hours, he pulled into a tiny motel that didn't look too rundown.

"Zach why are we stopping? You said we were going to Maryland to get answers."

He smiled at me. "I think you've been awake too long. What were you going to do? March in there with me and demand answers without a plan or anything?"

I laughed, "Oh yeah."

We got out of the car and he grabbed my hand. "C'Mon lets get a room."

He used cash to pay.

Note to self: Ask him where he got money.

And an ID that named him Miles Baker, age 21, from a small town in Ohio.

When we went to the room, he handed me an ID.

"Annabelle Baker, age 21, from Lake Placid, New York. Are we long lost siblings?"

That mischievous grin played on his face. "Actually we're newlyweds. See here's our Marriage Certificate."

I felt my face go bright red as he handed me a paper titled 'Certificate of Marriage'. "Where did you get these? How did you? Married?"

He laughed at me, "Oh relax. Nobody will find out."

I just rolled my eyes; but inside I felt a pang of sadness. Any other time I'd be in my suite later with Bex, Liz and Macey, dissecting this whole thing. "So what's the plan?"

"Well I've only been to this cell once before, but it wasn't very heavily guarded or anything. Actually it was a cabin in the woods."

"So we should do some reconnaissance?"

"Actually I think that with a few small changes and a perfectly executed plan we could just walk in and look through the file cabinets."

I looked at him as if he was crazy, "Walk into a Circle cell? Are you mental? They may not even have the information we're looking for!"

He turned away and walked to the window, his playful manner from earlier had completely disappeared.

"Trust me they have exactly what we're looking for."

"How do you know?"

He took a deep breath, "The one time I was there, was the time when they were planning the attack in Boston."

"But that would mean that you were there when they planned the attack…You knew they were coming after me and you didn't warn me! How could you?"

I backed away from him slowly, as he came towards me. "Cam, you have to listen! I had no idea that it was an attack on you! All I knew is that in a few days they would be going to Boston. That's why I was there. I thought they were going to Kill Governor Winters or something. When I heard the secret service chattering about the almost abduction and Macey being hurt…"

He sat down on the bed and put his head in his hands. "I could've stopped them. I could have stopped you from going onto the roof, but I didn't know that… that they were after you."

I was shocked; Zach had never willingly given me that much information.

I didn't know what to do, I was torn between slapping him and hugging him.

I sat on the bed beside him, "It's not your fault. If you had stopped me from going on that roof, they would have just tried again. And maybe that time I wouldn't have been so lucky."

He just leaned into me. At that moment he wasn't the son of a the woman after me, he wasn't the mysterious Blackthorne boy I met in D.C last year, he wasn't a spy-in-training; he was just a boy.

"I'll make it right Cam, I swear." I didn't speak, I didn't want to break the delicate moment.

Soon we were lying on the bed, Zack asleep next to me (fully clothed thank-you-very-much) and I just laid there. I was so tired yet I couldn't sleep. My mind was a million places.

My mom and roommates must know I'm gone by now. I wonder if they will come look for me, or know I'm safe with Zach.

Zach, who was sleeping next to me, had just dropped his defenses and let me in on a secret that was obviously been cutting him up inside. It made me wonder, what else was he hiding?

Soon I was asleep, a beautiful, dreamless sleep. A sleep that was ignorant of the dangerous things the next few days would hold.

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