Hello my lovely readers. First off I'd like to apologize for not writing for a month, but I was busy and had a case of writers block.

I finally was able to get this chapter out, better late than never!

He looked at me, his face emotionless. "Follow me," he said turning to leave.

I stumbled after him pulling a half-awake Zach behind me. We walked until we reached the main road. There was a small non-descript car parked on the shoulder. He stopped and turned to me, holding out a small silver key. I took it and he started away from me. I followed him, "Dad! Wait please!"

He pretended as if he didn't hear me, but increased his pace.

"Stop, please! Come back!"

He still ignored me so I did what any self respecting girl chasing after her father in the dark of night when he had been missing for years would do, I ran up and tried to tackle him.

He didn't expect me to do it, but he was a spy. He sidestepped away form me and I face-planted on the forest floor. I rolled over and came face to face with him, "Dad?"

"Cameron…I love you. Never come looking for me," then he sprinted off into the darkness.

Walking back to the car, I was dazed and confused, pondering what just happened. When I got back to the car, I saw Zach leaning against the car. He was now wide-awake and saw me before I saw him, even in the dark of night.

"Cammie," he ran over and hugged me.

"Cam, do you know who that was?"

I just nodded; I was torn between thinking I was dreaming or hallucinating.

"Who was it?"

"I think it was…my dad."

"It was dark, my mom lies…" He sounded as if he were trying to convince himself more than anything else.

"I know my own father."

"It's been years! How do you know for sure?"

"I know my own father!" I could feel the tears slipping down my cheeks.

I could feel Zach wrap his arms around me, but it didn't matter. My father was alive, but he didn't want me.

"C'Mon," Zach said helping me into the passenger seat after prying the key from my grip.

He got in and started the car, cast me a look of pity and sped away into the dark.

The tears were steadily falling down my face now; there was nothing that could stop them. I could feel Zach's eyes on me, but I chose to ignore him. I had officially decided that it was my father, no matter what anybody said, I knew the truth.

Sometime after we started driving, my tears dried up and I drifted off to a dreamless sleep.

Sometime later, I woke up in Zach's arms. He was carrying me bridal style into a wood cabin in the middle of a forest.

"So sleeping beauty awakens," he said smiling down at me.

"Can I ask why you're carrying me," I snapped back at him, still a little mad he didn't believe me about my dad.

"Because I'm prince Charming and you're Sleeping Beauty," he answered sarcastically.

That time I actually cracked a smile at his lame joke. "So prince Charming, are we at your castle?"

"Well it's not my castle, it's the Kings. We're just going to borrow it for a little while."

He finally set me down so he could open the front door of the cabin. When he opened the door, I froze on the threshold. "This is Solomon's cabin!"

"Didn't I just tell you it belonged to the king? I can't think of anyplace else right now, and I don't want to go to another hotel. We will stay here for a day. Rest up and plan our next move. I'll take the couch and you can have the bedroom." I just nodded and started to the closet sized bedroom.

Soon I heard Zach's snores echo from the other room. I wished I could just pass out as he could. But how could I sleep when I had just learned my father was alive!

I couldn't sleep when I knew that the man I had long thought dead was walking around very much alive! I stared at the ceiling just thinking. Thinking of the life he had led all these years, the secrets he must know about the Circle. Then something else resurfaced in my brain. I had completely forgotten about the fact the Circle still was after my father's journal. Not to tie up loose ends, but to lead them to… something.

All of a sudden, I felt overwhelmed, we would have to get the journal, and that would mean going back to Gallagher. Facing everyone that I had left just a couple of days ago.

I hope they knew that I left out of love. Out of fear for of what would happen to them if they were near me.

I guess I would find out soon enough.

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