Uh Huh… after almost a month I have returned from the dead… I am deeply sorry… and I think I'm catching everyone when their on vacation… Oh well… you all waited long enough

******OH! And about two or three chapters after this one … :( sad faces :( *******

Chapter 14

"He's getting worse but he's been here this whole time." Mary croaked out, her throat seemingly very dry.

Josh grabbed a pipe and brought it down with enough force and the lock shattered. Mary jumped and the heap jerked and groaned.

"We're not going to hurt you. We are here to help you." Josh said advancing slowly into the cell. Bex and Zach followed him. They went over to Mary who looked like a deer in the headlights. They knelt beside her while Josh went over to the heap.

Slowly he turned the body before letting out a noise of surprise. "Cameron, come here." He said his voice soft. But I really didn't want to go there. Not near that body thank you very much.

"Cameron." Josh said more forcefully. Macey pushed me forward so I was in the cell. Taking a deep breath I knelt to the ground beside Josh.

"Cameron, meet your father, Joseph Solomon."

Zach carried Mary back to the plane and somehow Grant, Jonas and Josh figured out how to get Joe (my supposed father. He was getting a paternal test as soon as we got back to the school) back on the plane.

Now the plane seemed like a hospital. Mary was delirious, running a high fever, and very dehydrated. She screamed when the flight attendant, how happened to be a CIA registered nurse, stuck an IV in her arm, but she was asleep in seconds.

Joe, one the other hand, was a different story. They just had to keep him alive long enough to get him to the school where he would receive proper medical treatment. I didn't see how my mother could love him. He looked like a caveman.

"Flynn's going to have a heart attack." Liz said as she watched the sleeping Mary. Seeing Mary, the girl Flynn had practically dated, sent a sour note through me.

Out of the corner of my eye I watched as Macey went over to Zach and sat next to him. Zach was flipping an object over in his hands.

"What do you have there?" Macey asked.

Zach looked at her. "It's a late 1800's breathing apparatus. It's quiet interesting but I just have this feeling that…that I may need it sometime in the future."

Flynn was waiting on the roof when we arrived. Why he was I had no idea. It was freezing and the wind didn't help. He smiled when he saw us get off the plane.

"You all got on all…" his voice faded as he say Mary get wheeled past on a stretcher, than Joe. He watched them as they disappeared into the school.

"Flynn." I said shaking his shoulder. He didn't answer. His eyes had glazed over.

"Flynn." I said again.

"I have to go." He said hurriedly and ran after the stretchers. Macey who was walking back with Zach gave me a small sad smile.

"Come on Cam." Bex wrapped her arm around my shoulder and led me inside. "Take a hot shower and I'll go get us some tea." She said opening the door to our room.

"But Flynn…"

"Has to process something's right now." Bex said closing the door behind her.

A few weeks later

I walked into the infirmary, wrapping my sweater around myself. Flynn hadn't been seen much. No one would tell me where he was or they just didn't know themselves.

The infirmary had been busy lately. An outbreak of flus had started at the school and girls had been flocking in and out ever since. But my father had a private room. He had yet to wake up yet.

Mary on the other hand was doing much better. The doctors had predicted her brain would never be the same. She had endured so much mental trauma that basically she would be a bit crazy for the rest of her life. Relapses, blackouts and more.

Still that sour feeling stayed.

But that's where I found Flynn, standing in the doorway to my father's room.

"Cammie." He said when he saw me turning around.

"Flynn." I said back.

"Good thing you're here. He's just coming too." He pulled me into the room where Zach and Josh were. The man in the bed looked a lot different than the man I had seen before. Now he was clean shaven and looked healthier.

He was groaning a bit and moving just a bit more. Zach watched him intently, his fist pressed to his mouth.

"Cammie." Josh motioned for me to come over to him. I walked forward slowly. And waited. Waited for about 20 minutes and then my dad's eyes cracked open. My eyes.

"R… R… Ra… Rachel?" he said in a low raspy voice.

"No… No… Dad… it's me… Your daughter…Cammie." I said trying to control my voice. But it was worthless. He had already slipped back to unconsciousness.

Josh pounded his fist on the bedside table. "Joe! Just wake up and stay up," he said. Zach had his eyes closed. He appeared to be thinking hard about something.

"I'm sorry Cammie." Flynn came over and put his hand on my shoulder. I didn't look at him.

"It really doesn't matter anyway. It's not like he knows who I am. He thinks I'm my mom." I said running my hand through my hair. The door slammed shut.

That's when we noticed Zach was no longer there.

I found them conversing quietly in an alcove, a stained glass window above them. Macey and Zach. They were speaking in low tones in what seemed to be Italian. Zach looked very determined and so did Macey.

Actually it seemed like they were fighting or extremely disagreeing. I leaned against the wall were I was out of sight but I couldn't understand what they were saying.

"Zach! NO!" I heard Macey say.

"Keep your voice down!' Zach hissed.

Their tones were hushed again.

"Fine. I'll do it. But only if it comes to it will you do it mister." Macey hissed before stalking away.