Zach

I knew I had to give it to her eventually. But the look of horror and confusion on her face when I handed it to her killed me. Crap. I was handling this all wrong.

"It's for the mission. I mean, we are meant to be married. I thought we should start acting like we need to on the mission." I said, trying to save the situation.

Heat rushed to her cheeks and she looked quickly up at me. "I'm not stupid Zach. I know this is my first mission, but I know what I'm doing." She snapped back at me. She took the ring from the black box and slid it onto her slim finger, grabbed her suit case and headed for the door without a second glance at the diamond on her finger. She stopped at the door and turned to me, waiting for me to follow.

I picked up her two suitcases and followed her out into the corridor and down to the lobby. I didn't however, fail to see her look down and her hand and admire how her tanned fingers looked with a diamond on them. I smiled at her poor attempt to act unfazed at the ring. She caught me smirking and squinted her eyes at me.

"What? Why do you have that look on your face?" She questioned.

"Nothing. We going or not?" I nodded my head towards my car as we made our way outside.

She just turned and pulled her suitcase up alongside my car. I popped the boot open and dropped the two of her suitcases I was carrying next to mine, and then took the one she was holding and threw that in to. I walked around the driver's side of the car and got in and so did Cammie. Damn, this was getting awkward. I mean, we had hardly spoken to each other since we found out about the mission and we had to spend a further three weeks together.

I started up the car and the radio came to life. Lawson's "When She Was Mine" started playing out and filled my car with lyrics I really wasn't prepared to listen to. I immediately changed the radio only to get Cammie swat my hand away.

"I like that song!" She protested.

"My car, my music." I stated simply. Her only reply was to huff and turn to look out the window.

I left the radio on low volume and we fell into a tense silence. I couldn't take it anymore. I had to tell her why I hadn't contacted her for the past three years. I couldn't let her go on thinking that I didn't care about her; that I had used her. I had opened up to her. We had talked about life. Things I couldn't talk to anyone else about. And I know she had felt the same way. I just knew it. But the way she looked at me had changed. She no longer looked at me with the care and trust she had in high school. Now, the only thing I saw was hate and disappointment.

This isn't the kind of person I am. I don't think about feelings. Whatever happens, happens. That's just the way it is. I don't care about this stuff. Analysing every word. It's not me. She is messing my head up.

The fog clouding my thoughts suddenly faded and I was brought back to reality by the sound of a horn behind me. I hadn't realised the traffic lights had changed to green. I pressed of the gas and continued on my way to the airport.

"Cammie I..."

"Hello? Bex? Yeah we are on our way to the airport now. Yeah. About ten minutes. See you then. Bye." Cammie cut the phone off and turned back to me.

"Sorry, what were you saying Zach?"

"I, uhh... Nothing. Never mind." I couldn't do it. I didn't know what to say. Everything I said made her angry. I was starting to get pretty damn tired of it all.

We sat in silence again until I pulled into the airport car park. Cammie looked up from the book she was reading and took in our surroundings.

"We here already? Oh, is that Bex and Grant parked up there? She said Liz would be with them as well." Cammie said against the car window as she strained her neck around to get a better look.

"I didn't even know Bex and Grant had started getting serious. I mean, I know they were seeing each other. But I thought it was just y'know, physical." I had known Grant for a very long time. We were friend all through school, and I knew that from the very minute he laid eyes on Bex, he worshiped the ground she walked on. She had him wrapped around her little finger.

"I'm happy for them. She seems happy. I know he treats her well. And we all know he has liked her for ages." Cammie said with a laugh.

"No shit. He is practically glued to her hip." I laughed along with her.

This was the first conversation we had had that had ended well, and with us both laughing. She seemed to realise the same time as me and she looked straight at me and our laughs died down and she sobered up.

Tearing my haze away from hers, I turned the car off. "We need to get going if we are going to catch or plane."

Baby steps Zach, baby steps. I told myself as I followed behind her, towards out friend's car, pulling my suit cases behind me.