CAMMIE POV:
I stared down at the eighteen year old boy beneath me, holding his hand against his stomach, where he had been shot. Luke. Zachs' brother. What is he doing here? I look over at Zach, his face expressionless, but I could tell in his eyes that he was as shocked as I was.
"Ah Luke, how nice of you to join us" Catherine said, standing over him.
"Luke what are you doing here?" I shouted,
"Ah you see Cameron, Luke here works for me."
No.
No.
No.
"No he doesn't" I said, "He works for the CIA"
"Ever heard of a double agent, Cameron?" Catherine asked, "Why else do you think Zachary went after him?"
"Because he went MIA, on a mission" I repeated, Zach's words to me, that day he told me he was leaving to find Luke.
Catherine laughed. But I ignored her, and turned to Zach. His eyes were glazed over, his eyes were transfixed on me. "You lied to me?" I said, barely above a whisper.
But he heard me. "Cam-"
"Don't" I cut him off turning back to Catherine. I took a knife out from inside my boot, and held it up. "Wheres the key, Catherine?" I said, sternly, "And I'm not in the mood for your bullshit remarks"
She didn't laugh like she normally would, she returned the glare. "Your not going to stab me, Cameron"
"Watch me" I took a step towards her. I heard Zach behind me, keeping close incase I got hurt. But I was still angry with him.
Catherine took a step also, just the key in her hand, but I noticed her other hand inch towards underneath her jacket. "Don't even bother taking out a gun"
I had to choose the best moment to stab her, or I could end up killing myself and the baby. I noticed her look down, her hand drawing closer to her jacket again. I lunged forward, stabbing her in the stomach. Her breath hitched, and she stumbled backwards, I dropped the knife onto the ground, taking a step back.
Catherine fell down onto her knees, Dr steve behind her, backing away. "Don't even think of going anywhere" Zach growled at him, holding his gun up to Dr Steve, who then froze. I saw as Catherine withdrew her last few breaths, then grow limp. Tears began to well up in my eyes, stinging them and blurring my vision.
I looked down at Luke, he was now limp also. But I wasn't crying about him, even though it was upsetting. I wasn't crying about killing Catherine, because I'm happy that I did, she was trying to kill me. I was crying because, it was finally over. The only evident threat there was, was gone. Without Catherine Goode, The Circle had nothing, they had no authority or direction. Without her, they would die out, and The Circle would end.
I heard Zach inching closer to me, but I walked ahead, to Catherine. I took the key from her hand, and walked further. I would get that vial, and I would keep it from future harms way. I heard Zach following me, and stopped. "Stop following me" I said, still with my back to him.
"No"
"Yes"
"No, Cam"
"You lied to me!"
"I couldn't let you worry, I had to talk to him myself, help him. He wasn't a double agent by choice. And your pregnant I couldn't let any harm come to you, eventhough you still came and it did"
"You could have told me. We're married, you have to trust me" My voice softened.
He step closer to me, "I do trust you, I just don't trust you and danger" He said, I sensed to the smirk. I felt him, place his palms on my shoulder blades, turning to him.
"I'm sorry," He said, "Forgive me?" He raised his eyebrows, and had this cute little smile on his face.
"Fine," I rolled my eyes, Now-"
He cut me off with a kiss, wrapping his arms around me. "-We should go get the vial" I continued, out of breath. He smirked, taking my hand and lacing my fingers with his, "Lets go" He said, letting me lead the way.
We walked briskly down the corridors, eventually finding the passage way, behind the most obvious painting, then unlocking it. Seems like the most obvious is really the least obvious.
Once we got the vial, we ran back down to the now destroyed, Grand hall, which ressembled a war zone. Bodies of CIA, The Circle and even depressingly some Gallagher staff/students everywhere. At the far side of the hall, were all our friends. Lizzie.
I ran as fast as I could over to them, almost falling in the process, but was luckily caught by Zach. Liz was still in her place on the floor, a CIA doctor kneeling beside her, she didn't look good.
I found myself dropping down beside him, by Liz. And found myself asking, "Will she be okay?"
& ITS HERE.