Hi :) Again, I really appreciate all your reviews and all the advice you've given me.

I felt that Zach was being to emotional in the last few chapters, so I have kinda changed it to how I think Zach would be.

I tried to make this one longer, because I know the last one was a bit short.

Tell me what you think! :D xx

The Airport

Cammie.

Me and Zach met Bex, Liz, Grant and Jonas in the airport to say goodbye before we left.

"Call me as soon as you can. Let me know how it goes okay?" Bex leaned in to hug me while whispering in my ear "Try and get along with him. Make your life easier."

I gave her a look that said "Yeah. Right." She just turned away laughing while I said goodbye to Liz and the boys.

We started to walk towards passport control while waving back at our friends as they left the airport. It suddenly dawned on me that I was alone, going on a mission with Zach, to Rome, to find a guy who was dangerous and involved in many criminal offences.

This is it. You need to do this. I mentally told myself as I glanced over at Zach. His face showed no emotion as he took in his surroundings. He couldn't even try and make conversation. How can someone infuriate you so much when at one point they were everything?

We reached the desk and Zach took my suit cases and started to lift them onto the conveyer belt. "Zach I can do it..." I started to protest but he just silenced me and carried on putting all our bags together.

The woman at the desk smiled warmly to us as she looked at our passports. Or fake passports. "So, you two off on your honey moon then?" She asked with a smile.

"Excuse me?" I questioned a bit too loudly.

"Yes. Yes we are. You'll have to excuse my wife. She's a little tired." Zach said quickly, while wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling me towards his body. "Off to Rome. We have always wanted to go, so what better time to go than for our honey moon?" Zach plastered an all too happy smile on his face, and kissed my forehead gently.

"It must be lovely to be young and in love." The lady behind the desk said with a sigh. "Well have a lovely time together." She handed us our passports back and we set off to security. I immediately pulled free from Zach's arms.

"What the hell was that?" I turned to face him.

"We are meant to be married Cammie. I was being who I'm meant to be on this mission."

I knew I was wrong and that I had over reacted to the whole situation. I just looked right back at him and held the stare he had on me. I eventually broke eye contact and looked down.

"You know what Cammie? I am so sick and tired of playing this game with you. It's been three years. Three years, Cammie. You would think that you could at least speak to me without that look on your face. I know I hurt you, but you don't know the whole story. You are assuming that you were the only one affected by us not contacting each other. You say I never tried to get in touch with you, but where was your call Cammie? Your email? I never got one. You think I didn't care? I couldn't contact you Cammie. I couldn't. So stop playing games. We have a mission to go on." Zach's icy glare left me and he turned and continued walking to security.

He couldn't contact me? What is that supposed to mean? He can't just say things like that to me and then walk away.

I pulled up the handle of my suit case and followed him.

Once we were through security and had been checked, we made our way to the stores. We hadn't spoken since Zach had said all those things. The things that I kept replaying in my head, trying to make sense of them.

Zack headed straight to the bar and ordered a whisky without looking back. I stayed where I was and watched. He seemed so defeated. He didn't look angry. Just tired, like he had given up. I didn't know what to say to him anymore. Maybe I never really did. So I just watched him thank the bar tender, drink the remainder of his whiskey and check his watch. He lifted his gaze and motioned for me to follow him. So I pulled the strap of my hand bag higher on my shoulder, and followed him to board the plane.

We found our seats and put our bags in the overhead storage. We sat down next to each other just as the air hostess started the speech about seat belts and emergency exits. She was young, not much older than me, if not the same age, had blonde hair, and enough makeup to go round three people. And Zach couldn't keep his eyes off her.

"Seriously? You going to keep looking at her like that when I'm your wife."

His gaze napped away from the woman at the front putting a life vest on and he turned to me. "I wasn't looking at her like anything. I was watching the demonstration. That okay with you?" He snapped.

Okay, so maybe he is angry after all. "You can't just play the part whenever you want to Cammie." He turned away from me and turned the mini T.V on the back of the chair in front of him.

I leaned my head back against the head rest and closed my eyes. Maybe sleep was the thing I needed right now.

It didn't seem like five minutes had passed when I woke from my sleep and found that I was leaning on something warm. I looked around and realised that I had fallen asleep on Zach, and my face was rested on his shoulder. I quickly sat up and felt my cheeks heat with embarrassment.

"Sorry...I um... I didn't, I mean...I... Sorry." I managed to spit out, avoiding eye contact.

He seemed un-fazed by my awkward embarrassment and just lifted a shoulder in response. "It's fine. You looked tired. So I just left you there. Don't worry about it." He turned back to the magazine he had been reading, and pretended that nothing had happened. He was more annoyed than I thought. Although it was not clear in his voice, he was acting differently. Or maybe it was just part of the mission. Was he acting this way because we were meant to be a couple? Was he actually angry, and just didn't want to make a big deal in front of people?

I really didn't know who the real Zach Good was. I didn't know what to believe or when to play along. This was all starting to feel like a big game to me. One I didn't want to play.