Sooooo the last chapter was annoyingly short; wasn't it?
Well I did that on purpose believe it or not!
Hahaha this chapter is long and ah-ma-zing!

Enjoy!

We continued to drive, and drive and drive. Until we crossed the Maryland border, then we stopped at a Wendy's a few blocks away.

Let me tell you, when you haven't eaten in two days, a cheeseburger, fries and a frosty tastes like heaven. As I gobbled up my food, Zach barely touched his. I had a feeling that asking him about Mr. Solomon had hit a nerve.

Note to Self: Don't bug Zach about his past for a couple of days.

"We need to find a costume shop for the mission," he finally said.

Taking my silence as confirmation, he finally started to eat; until I interrupted him.

"Are you okay? Ever since we talked about Mr. Solomon, you've been kind of …quiet."

"I'm fine, just thinking over the plan. We can't overlook any detail, no matter how small."

There was something off in his voice, but he had a perfect poker face, so I couldn't decipher what.

"Okay," I said then went back to inhaling my fries.

When I had finished my food, and Zach finally ate a couple bites of his; we took to the town.

We searched until, finally, we found a costume shop.

As we searched the store for the necessary items, I kept an eye on Zach. Something was wrong, and he wasn't going to tell me.

I found my blonde wig and blue contacts and added them to the makeup kit that I had already grabbed. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Zach pick up a light brown wig and a false nose.

"Zach," I said walking up behind him. He turned and just asked, "Are you ready?"

I nodded and he paid for all our things. The cashier was eyeing Zach; trying, and failing, to subtly get a good look at him. I pretended not to notice her stares. When she handed him the change, Zach walked straight out the door and I trailed after him.

After a few miles we turned into a rundown motel. "We are going to stay the night in a hotel here, then tomorrow we'll do it."

"Don't we have to drive farther?"

"Nope, the cabin is only twenty minutes away."

For the past hour he had seemed completly void of any emotions. I had known Zach a year and a half. I had seen him smile, seen him confess a secret, seen him him when he thought he'd never see me again; but I never seen this side of Zach. He looked fragile, as if at any second he would break into a thousand pieces.

We got in the car and drove to some rundown motel where we were going to spend the night and prepare for tomorrows mission.

As we entered the room, I got the sudden urge to sleep in the car. There was mold on the walls, the bed had mysterious stains on the covers, and there was no curtains over the windows.

Zach just flopped on the bed as if it wasn't the most disgusting thing he'd ever laid eyes on.

He caught the look on my face, "C'mon Cam, it isn't that bad."

" I swear I saw the covers move."

"Oh yeah, I forgot you're a Gallagher Girl. Grew up in a mansion, never dealt with a little mold or slept in a park."

"A park- what the hell are you talking about?"

"You have to get it through your head that when you run away, things won't be as cushy and nice!"

"Where is this coming from?"

He took a breath, "Never mind, you wouldn't understand."

"Then help me to!"

"It's nothing, just drop it."

I heaved a frustrated sigh, stupid boy. I walked out of the room, needing to get away from him.

I went outside, walked a few feet, and sat down on the curb. It was a stupid idea; I realize that now.

"Stupid Zach, acting all high and mighty. 'You've never slept in a park.' Blah…blah…blah…"

I should have noticed the van pass by for the second time in five minutes. I should have noticed said van pull up into the empty parking lot. And I especially should have noticed the woman getting out and walking towards me.

But I didn't, and what happened next is a perfect of example of why being boy crazy is dangerous for a Gallagher Girl.

"Cameron Morgan, come with me now." I looked up and was met with the cashier from the Costume Shop. I took a step back.

"I won't say it again, Come with me Cameron."

I turned to run but she tackled me. "ZACH! ZACH! HELP! ZACH HELP ME!"

I thrashed wildly and got her off me when two men hopped out of the van. No, this wasn't happening. I could survive more than two days on my own. It was like being back on the roof in Boston, every P&E move I ever learned came back to me. They couldn't land a blow but I was able to land some. I got a lucky break when one guy was distracted for a split-second; a dirty hit, striaght to his groin. I sensed the woman making a move to grab me. I spun around and kicked her in the ribs. I heard the sickening crack that only accompanies broken bones.

All the while, I was screaming at the top of my lungs, "ZACH HELP ME!"

The other man finally managed to knock me off my feet. I was sprawled on the cement, about to be whisked away to the van when I heard another sickening crunch. Zach had finally come. The man fell down next to the guy that I had kicked. I thought we had won when Zach turned around to help him up. I saw her move, but I didn't react fast enough. The woman had jumped up and grabbed Zach collar, dragging him to her.

She help the gun at his head.

"Come with me or your little friend gets it."

"You can't shoot him, his mother…"

"His mother stopped caring about him when he blew up the tombs."

I saw Zach mouthing run, but I wasn't going to leave him. I shot a roundhouse kick at her head but she ducked and I lost my balance. She grabbed onto me and dragged us both to the van. Kicking the men on the ground, alerting them it was time to go.

She threw us in the back and slammed the doors.

I heard the engine start up and Zach looked at me. I thought he was going to start yelling at me for being stupid, that I should have run. However, he shocked me completely when he grabbed my face and kissed me hard and slow.

When we pulled apart, he spoke, "We will make it out of this. I promise you."

I just leaned into him. Even though the odds were stacked against us, I believed him.

OMG! How many of you can honestly raise your hand and say "Yes goddess, I knew what you were going to do. It was obvious."
cause if you can review and tell me so I cangive you a nice pat on the back.

For the ones who couldn't raise their hands, tell me, did I take this story in a good direction? Was Zach's outburst out of character?
REVIEW! I need some opinions, suggestions, CC, ANYTHING!