Hey :) I was really happy and excited about the reviews this story got so I went right into another chapter and voila! School's been pretty slow lately and I've had a lot of time to write :D Anyways, so in this chapter Cam and Zach might be going a little OOC but I sort of wanted to make them that way to show how this experiance changed them and they're a lot more open with eachother. If I went too OOC though let me know and I can try ans fix it.

Disclaimer: Ally Carter owns the Gallagher Girls not me.

I was sitting with my legs crossed on Zachs bed watching him pace back and forth. I could practically see the anger radiating from him and as he turned to face me I knew I was in deep trouble.

"Do you have any idea what you've done? Oh wait, no of course you don't because you've been GONE!" I stared at my hands and waited for him to get it out of his system.

Interrupting him would make it worse. Half a year ago I'd thought I knew nothing about Zach, and maybe at the time that was true but now I knew a lot more. One of them

being that, even though he cared about me and my safety, didn't mean that he wouldn't yell at me until he got what he wanted. Which was basically for me to do nothing

but hide and let him deal with the Circle and his mother. Psh yeah right. "We have been looking for you since the day you went missing Cammie. We thought you were

dead! Liz has cried more in the last 2 months than she has in her entire life, Bex has been hitting everything in sight including me and Macey has been the most mood-

swingy insufferable, girl in the world! Your mom has been more frantic with every passing minute! How in hell did you manage to come to the conclusion that running away

was a good idea?" I couldn't resist answering that one. Even if it was rhetorical.

"You asked me to run away with you. What's so different about me going by myself?" He shot me a glare and I knew I'd stepped over a line.

"Do not blame this on me Cameron. You decided to be stupid all by yourself. What I wanted to do was completely different! I wanted to go off the grid together, keep

eachother safe and come back after we'd formed a plan, a solid plan, to take down the Circle. Key word being 'we'. You've been asking me questions for years and I was

finally willing to let you be a part of the answers because I'd thought that you had finally developed a sense of self-preservation. I realized once you left that I was wrong.

Damnit Gallagher Girl why can't you just let the people who love you protect you? Why do you always have to throw yourself in harms way?" I looked into Zachs eyes and

noticed that anger wasn't the only thing there. Oh sure it was the most prominant and he was plenty angry but I could see that he was hurt. He was hurt and frustrated but

underneath, he was happy I was back. "Cammie how could yo be so stupid? You know how much you wanted to protect us? That's how bad I want to protect you. Except

50 times more." As the anger started fading the hurt took over and he looked at the floor when he whispered, "You said you'd be careful. I thought I could believe you." And

with that I couldn't hold back anymore, I got up and quickly made my way overe to him.

"I'm sorry." I whispered as I wrapped my arms around his neck. He snaked his arms around my waist, holding me close. I smiled into his shoulder as a feeling of calm

washed over me, I hadn't felt this safe in the time since I'd woken up and it was nice to know that Zach would protect me even if I didn't need protecting. It was good to

know that I didn't need to have my guard up at that moment because even though I'd questioned his motives an insane amount of times through the past couple of years I

knew in my heart that Zachary Goode was not my enemy. He pulled away for a minute and gave me a concerned look.

"Have you been eating? You feel like you've lost weight. A lot of it." I looked down and pressed myself back into him remembering that now I would have to acknowledge

out loud that I didn't have a clue as to what I'd done that summer. "Gallagher Girl? You ok?" I shrugged but didn't move. I didn't want to tell him, which is weird because

there wasn't even anything to tell. Zach pulled away and got me to sit down on a nearby desk chair. He crouched down to my level and forced me to look him in the eye.

"Cammie, what happened this summer?" I wanted to look away but there was something about his gaze holding me.

"I don't know." I whispered. He stood back up and leaned against the desk, running a frustrated hand through his thick, dark brown hair.

"Cammie haven't we been through this enough times? You can tell me. You can trust me." He was going to keep ranting but he noticed me shaking my head and stopped.

"Zach if I didn't trust you why would I be here? I trust you, okay? I honestly don't know what happened this summer. I can't remember anything. I woke up in an alleyway in

Nebraska last night and came straight home, that's all I know. I have no idea what happened this summer." I really wanted to cry. But crying is something I've always hated

to do in front of people. I'm a spy, I've been trained not to show weakness to anyone and even though I trusted and cared for Zach a lot I wasn't ready for that. So I sucked it

up and tried to keep the tears in while realization crossed his face.

"So basically you can't remember anything about this summer? Do you have any injuries or anything? Are you going to be ok?" He looked worried and under any other

circumstances I would've studied his face and agonized over it for hours. But right now that wasn't what I was worried about. Zach gave me another hug and I finally realized

how tired I was feeling.

"Zach? Can I sleep here for a while? I'm so tired and I'm honestly not ready to see Bex, Liz, Macey or my mom right now. I need to get some rest and figure out what I want

to say before I see them. Is that ok with you?" He pulled me over to his bed, and pulled back the covers. I sat down and he gave me a soft kiss on the forhead.

"Yeah, of course. You get some sleep and I'll be back later with some food. I need to talk to Mr. S anyways. He woke up about 2 weeks ago and he's been really worried

about you. Is it ok if I tell him you're here?" I nodded and layed down. "Ok. I'll see you later. Oh, and Cammie?" I looked up and watched as he brought his face closer to

mine. He smirked (a real Zachary Goode smirk) and pecked me on the mouth. I smiled and he whispered into my ear, "If you ever do someething like that again, I'll drag

you back here and lock you up." He left laughing and I slipped into a blissful sleep.

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