"Daddy?" A small girl with wavy light brown hair ran across the large room and hit a tall man with dark brown hair in the stomach. He was wearing a suit and was grinning at the small girl and the woman behind her. He entered the flat and hugged his wife too.
"Matthew you came back just in time!" Rachel Morgan kissed her husband happily, "Its…"
"Cam's birthday tomorrow, I could never forget." He smiled at the small girl who was dancing on the sofa watching KC Undercover. "Is that a spy program?" He muttered quietly to his wife who laughed light heartily. She shrugged and pointed out features that were true and that they should really tell Director about as they were fairly obscure.
"Daddy! Daddy did you get me a present?" Cammie danced over waving a fake wand over the bag he had behind him as if to make one appear. Matthew nodded and Cammie squealed again, she closed her eyes and held out her hands, Matthew placed a small tiara in her hands and she hugged his knees so hard he had to hold onto the side to stay up. He crouched down and placed it on her head.
Everything had gone fuzzy again at this point and Cammie thought she heard Zach but she saw another picture and gave into it.
Cammie was older now, 12 years old and she was holding a small tiara in her hands. It had a real diamond in it and was from a mission of her dads. If she pulled the diamond out her could see a small photo. A dark haired man with equally dark blue eyes, his face was round and happy and he was hugging a younger version of her mother. Cammie ignored the tears rolling down her face and placed the tiara in a hole she had made in the edge of her blazer. She knew that by sewing this hole up and then drinking the small drink she had made would mean she would only find the tiara, and photo, by accident. Maybe years and years away. Some of the stuffing from the shoulders of the blazer was on the bed and she packed it back into the place, around the tiara, hiding its existence totally. It was small, the size of a 3 yr olds head and Cammie knew she might never find it again, but she needed it near even if she didn't know it.
Expertly she sewed the shoulder up exactly the way it had been before, she couldn't even see the difference when she knew she had done it. Then she wiped away the tear, placed the blazer back on the chair, went into the bathroom, picked up the note she had written and set everything up for a shower. Then the swallowed the glass of memory wiper she had stolen and forgot what she had just done, the note she had,
If only I had the tiara back from the drain, I could find that photo of dad.
She looked at it bemused and saw everything was ready for a shower, ripping the bit of paper up into shreds she washed it down the sink and continued with the shower.
/_(^_^)_\
Cammie felt a warm hand on her hand and heard a voice saying,
"Time to wake up Cammie."His voice was soft, slightly sad but hopeful as well. Cammie tried to squeeze his hand back but it wouldn't move.
"She is awake Zach, let's hope it's not a coma and she can move."
"Cammie come on." Zach sighed, he sounded exhausted. Cammie tried again to squeeze his hand, but her hand wouldn't move.
"Looks like a coma, it was a nasty bump on the head she had though, might have caused some damage, probably some brain damage. "
"Don't say that." Zach snapped back, Cammie wanted to fight back too but are arms wouldn't move. She internally screamed in annoyance.
"All I can say is that are brain is going mental, looks like she is trying really really hard to move." The doctor switched tactic almost instantly then muttered under his breath, "I hope she has, will be great to see the impact and how a damaged person can handle situations."
"It's only taken 2 days." Zach sounded exasperated and Cammie wanted to hit him, hug him and kiss him all at the same time, she just had to try to move again. She focused really hard on her toe, trying to make it move.
Nothing.
She tried really hard to make her eyes open, thinking of Zach, thinking of seeing him again.
Nothing.
She gave up. Cammie never normally gave up but for some reason she felt entitled to give up for once, apparently she was in a coma, apparently she had fallen somewhere. She heard the doctor walk out and the door swing shut, and she heard Zach sigh and let go of her hand.
"Come back Gallagher Girl." Zach muttered, and Cammie remembered the kiss. The warmth, the feeling and she knew she needed, wanted, had to get back.
She tried her toe again.
Nothing.
She tried her eyes.
Nothing
She mentally closed her eyes, because they were already closed, and thought about the kiss. She didn't try to move she just focused on the kiss, suddenly she felt a feeling of power in her toe.
She wriggled it. Almost bursting with excitement she started to lift her hand. It was slow and difficult but was becoming easier, she reached up and felt Zach's shoulder under her fingers. He jumped, she felt it,
"Go away." He muttered, not looking up and Cammie took her opportunity. Pulling all the power she had together she forced herself upright and opened her eyes. He opened his eyes, looked over and closed them again, rubbing his eyes as if he was seeing things. Then he looked again to see Cammie grinning at his shocked face.
"Miss me." She muttered and remembering what woke her up she put her hands on his shoulders, pulling him down to her level, and kissed him. He put his hands on her waist to balance himself and deepened the kiss. She was the one who pulled away. Zach looked like Macey had when she was given an unlimited credit card and 8 people to shop for in a massive mall.
"We need to get a doctor you know, he told to me to get him if you woke up."
"Which I think I have done." Cammie grinned, feeling more awake than ever, the fireworks in the stomach making her feel alive with energy. Zach rolled his eyes and walked outside, a minute later the doctor came in followed by Zach, who was still grinning. As the doctor came close Cammie slapped him and he recoiled, Zach looked shocked. "That is for the comment about me having brain damage, both of them." The Doctor flinched and continued his examination in silence.
"You can leave now if you like Miss, your clothes were brought down by Agent McHenry. I would say you can do anything you like, just avoid hitting your head for a few hours." With that he walked out, ignoring Zach. Cammie grabbed the clothes and disappeared behind the curtain, when she saw what Macey brought she sighed slightly. The same outfit she wore the day she went to town, and only one difference to the one she wore to arrive, a crop top not the pink one. She threw them on anyway, found makeup and a hairbrush in her pocket, re-did her hair and makeup and left the room, hand in hand with Zach.
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They found the others in the hall, eating dinner; they slipped over avoiding stares and moved towards their table, which went quiet. Cammie braced herself and BANG! Three girls flew towards her and hugged her tightly; all of them stifled their screamed to avoid attention and pulled her towards the table. She sat next to Zach and Macey and listened to their conversation about the new uniforms. Liz and Jonas had seen them arrive when they were coming back from teaching Coding, Joe had brought them in with his van. Liz helped count them and counted 32, the exact number of students from both school, 16 girls uniforms and 16 boys uniforms. The girls now had blue/black tartan skirts, white blouses and black blazers, the boys had the tartan tie, black blazers and black trousers. Each plastic bag had a name on the outside saying who the uniform inside was for. She had taken a sneaky photo and showed it to the class 'accidentally' next time she taught and they were all fairly excited.
"Anyway how much further did you get with the books?" Cammie interjected, not meaning to be rude but she had just remembered that they had been working on them when she had seen the face and fallen.
"Nowhere, we left it after you fell. Zach didn't want to do it much and we have been catching up on lessons we missed, Liz has a set of notes for you, colour coded and everything, like you normally do." Macey looked slightly sad, "But Joe says we have to get on with it soon. Now we can." She grinned, and then re-applied herself to her crème brulee. It had become obvious the chef was here too and so they were all very interested in them.
"School!" Buckingham shouted over the noise once most people had finished and Cammie was on her second, "I have good news for you, the uniforms have arrived. Each of you pick up a package on the way out they are marked with your name. Thank you." She sat back down and Cammie stuffed the last of her meal in as the rest of the room began to stand up and leave. Joe stopped them at the entrance.
"Guys, most the students have already figured out your pretty special and the ones that haven't are all going to find out when you all turn up to class in non-school uniform. From now on you are agents, they are students, remember that." With that he walked off, they all looked at each other slightly shocked.
"So we are now officially out of it… No more student parties." Grant sighed but Bex hit him,
"Yeh, but we do get intel these guys couldn't dream of!" She said it as if she had gone 'duh!', "And about that intel we need to find out who that face is."
"Should we ask Joe?" Preston interjected.
"No." Cammie said, a bit too fast, everyone looked at her, "I knew him. He… he is dead." Most people's faces showed pure shock but Zach just grabbed her hand and pulled her towards their meeting room.
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Jonas pulled up the photo and Cammie sighed, she might have to tell a lot more than she liked. The four of them stood by the big board looking at Matthew while the other four read vigorously.
"This is Matthew Morgan, my dad." Cammie sighed, everyone went silent at this and put down their books, "He was a CIA agent with my mum, he died when I was 12 on October 23rd."
"That's Catherine's birthday." Zach muttered as if to himself.
"How do you know that?!" Jonas spun around.
"I did live with her for 7 years." Zach spat, "Sorry." He added almost as an afterthought.
"You lived with her?" Bex sounded scared, "Why?" Cammie realised the girls didn't know, and maybe the boys didn't either. She tried to think of some way to cover it up, but couldn't.
"You tell 'em." Zach sounded defeated as he sank into the nearest chair and banged his head of the table slowly and rhythmically.
"Sure?" Cammie whispered to him, he just nodded.
"Do you guys know Zach's second name?" Cammie stood at the front, like a teacher, Liz and Jonas sat down and she addressed the room. They all shook their heads.
"He is just Agent Zachary, we assumed he was famous or something." Grant sounded shocked. Cammie felt it too, she found out when he first met her yet these guys had no idea.
"Well… He is Zachary Goode." Cammie watched all their faces turn to shock.
"How can he be trusted?" Macey asked, slightly afraid of the answer, "How do we…"
"Because I ran away when I was blumin' 7. Lived alone for a few days then this lady found me, took me in and assumed I kept picking fights because I was wrong in the head. Then I got picked up by the CIA and sent to Blackthorn. You guys know the story from there." Zach went back to banging his head.
"Has he done anything yet? He saved me from Catherine along with you guys, been on three missions for the CIA and hates Catherine more than any of us. Please Zach is more loyal to this side than most of us." Cammie watched everyone's faces lose any disbelief and become serious for a mission.
"Well now all we need to work out is why she hates you so much and we will have the problem cracked." Liz spoke for the first time over the bangs from Zach. Macey was staring wide eyed at her tablet, everyone crowded around to see and she sent it to the big board.
The Metropoliton News for you and the world
ZACH GOODE AND CAMERON MORGAN UNVIELED
We all thought we knew their tragic stories, Zach going in search of his father, Cameron losing her parents. BUT WE WERE WRONG!
New forensic evidence provides new light on these two teens. Zach, running away to join a splinter group and killing his father. Cameron, killing her mother to avenge the death of her father.
"We are confused how this could not have come out earlier!" Dr Matthew Jones adds, "This is something people need to be aware of, keep your children safe and keep them educated. We don't need more runaway's to care for."
The splinter group mentioned earlier has now been sent rouge from the CIA where it was originally hiding, are some still there? Can we trust our secret service? Can we trust any secret service? Famous Politian and ex-spy, Catherine Goode, thinks not.
"I know what world this is, and everything is lies there. When I lost my son they said they would look into it, search for him and save him for me, but the CIA did none of it. I lost my child that day and follow the news looking for him, Zach if you are reading this please come home. I need you." We had to finish the interview there as she was so overcome with emotion she had to leave.
"Oh she is getting good…" Zach muttered just to Cammie, "How did you find that Macey?"
"I follow most of the famous mag's online, it's good for me to be seen commenting and stuff." Macey flicked onto the next one and passed the old one to Grant, who grimaced. She then passed two others to the other two, they all began to read while Liz and Jonas focused on the magazine. Cammie glanced at the screen, then at Zach, he needed her most. She grabbed his arm and dragged him outside, he didn't argue, just followed.
"It's out Zach, you can relax." Cammie put her hands on his shoulders, "What's up?"
"You heard them Gallagher Girl. Can I be trusted?"
"I trust you? Do you trust me?"
"Totally, I trust you more than Joe." Zach still didn't look up, he just stared at his feet and gripped his hands together.
"Then will you trust me when I tell you that you can be trusted."
"I suppose." Zach finally looked up and saw Cammie's face was hidden in shadow and a fake window was shining light around her head, a bit like an angel. Zach had never been religious, except to think his mum was the devil, but for once he had to think she was some sort of angel.
"No, you will Zachary Goode."
"DON'T USE THAT!" Zach stood face to face with her, his heart pounding.
"I will use it as it is your name, it may be Catherine's too but that gives us an advantage! Something about both of us is special, your second name and something about me. Goode is a powerful word the teachers all know what you and I mean to our groups survival." Zach tried to turn away so Cammie took action, she promptly flipped him and pinned him to the floor, "Listen to me Zach!"
"Why Cammie?" Zach lost all his anger, his voice became flat and sad, "Why? I'm a dirty person, dirty blood."
"ZACH!"
"What!?"
"Just wanted to say, I love you." Cammie stood up and walked back into the meeting room. Zach just lay there, a warmth spreading though his body. Pulling himself up on the wall he let the words sink in all of what she had said. Maybe he was worth something, he needed to solve this puzzle. He closed his eyes and tried to focus on what he needed remember, if Catherine had ever mentioned Cammie.
Cute or what!?
TiggerMorgan, I love cliffhangers! Means i keep comming back!
Colleen! This chapter should have cleared some stuff up for you, make it a bit clearer. I studied Nazi Germany so i studied properganda for weeks, i decided to make everything more EVIL and for you guys to feel more envolved. No, sorry Matthew is a dead as a doornail, the reason Joe didn't recognise is because Joe just gave them it to do, he is busy doing other stuff and doesn't think it is going to be important, which they prove wrong!
I live further north than that, near Stratford Upon-Avon and we are SURROUNDED by countryside, i would LOVE to go America as it's so many more oppotunites than here! And you don't have to wear school uniform to school, i have to wear a shirt, tie, posh blazer and grey skirts! Also its an awesome accent, so much more relaxed than england...
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