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Warnings: language, violence, mentions of character death, AU

Notes: Thanks so much for the feedback, the favorites, and the follows! I appreciate it! Thank you miaadventure, mhernandez5, to the end of the line, Guest, L, and for reviewing! You will find your response at the end of the chapter. Enjoy this chapter! Oh, my best friend wishes of wishesdreams will be publishing a story soon, it'll be Gallagher orientated as well, be on the look out!

*There will be another notes at the end of the chapter, one that you must read! Thank you for all your support.

—dreams

Chapter Four

The Secrets of Gallagher

Cammie

"Go to sleep," Grant grumbles from his bed. He rolls over, covering his head with his pillow. It was currently midnight at Gallagher, and not a sound was heard throughout the legendary facility. "We have a big day ahead of us."

I sigh once more, staring at the ceiling. I couldn't sleep, not when the people I once knew and loved were so close in reach. When I was younger, I dreamed of this happening, of the outcomes, of the tears and hugs I would receive once I came out as Cameron Morgan. I couldn't do that now, it couldn't happen.

The Circle is out there.

Catherine is out there, yearning for my blood to spill in her hands. She would do anything to either kill me so that the Circle's secrets stay hidden or she would keep me alive to torture me of the freedom that I've tasted, but shan't have anymore.

Another sigh escapes my lips and Grant groans loudly from his bed. He sits up, blanket falling from his chiseled abs. I shudder at the provocative thought my mind supplies. I wasn't good with emotions that didn't range on the fear scale. I barely remembered what it felt like to love, to be love, and to have love. I was deprived of any chance I could get to fall in love, have a boyfriend, know what it felt like to have a heartbreak. Of course, I still thought of Grant as my dearest sibling but I was at the age where hormones run rampant.

Grant was sexy; I heard it enough in the hallways of Gallagher for it to be forever imprinted in my brain.

It certainly didn't help that he only went to sleep in boxers.

Grant yawns, "You aren't going to go to sleep, are you?"

I sit up as well, shaking my head at him. He groans again, bemoaning his lack of sleep mentally. I roll my eyes. "Alright," he says, standing off his bed. "Time to go play explorer. Would you like me to call you Dora?"

Grant ducks in the nick of time because a dagger lodges itself in the wall where his head used to be. He looks at the dagger, and at me, wide eyed. Then he chuckles and says, "You don't scare me, sweet pea."

I stick out my tongue at him and he does the same back. "Let's go," he says once he had donned shorts and a shirt. "Time awaits thee!"

I scowl at him and he gives me a sarcastic smile along with a bow to his waist, as if he were the perfect gentleman. "I'm here everyday," he smirks. I roll my eyes.

"Let's go," I say to him as he opens the door.

The halls are silent but our footsteps don't echo like they were supposed to. Grant and I both had hunters' feet. We had to in order to survive. If someone heard you coming, your chances of survival were zero if you were planning a sneak attack. The Circle of Cavan would shoot first and ask questions later. They were trained that why.

I was trained that way.

Grant was as well but then again so were the other Blackthorne boys, on top of being spies they were on the way to being trained assassins.

Grant looks at me and whispers, "Watch this," and when he presses his hand against one of the stones, I'm not surprised to see the bricks surrounding it melt into an arched passageway.

"I don't know where these lead to," Grant murmurs. Unlike in the hallway, his voice echoes slightly in the secret passageway.

I observe the dusty brick walls and sandy walkway. "These were once used by servants," I explain to him.

"How do you know?" asks grant

"I was kidnapped by Catherine during the winter holidays of my first year at Gallagher. I was the exchange for my father. Of course, they don't know that…they just assume I was taken for information that I never had."

"Maybe you did have it. Maybe it was buried so deep in your mind that not even torture could make you remember it."

In that moment, I had a sudden flashback.

My father asked if I wanted to go to the circus but I told him that I was too old.

"Funny," he'd said. "I'm not." *

He took me to the circus…and then…I disappeared from the world.

I blink, shaking my head. Grant looks at me as if he knows what I had just seen.

"Found anything interesting?" he questions.

I shake my head. Grant doesn't say another word except to pat me gently on my head. I glare at him, mentally planning and executing his death. He chuckles.

"Glare at me all you want," he says, "I'm not going anywhere, Ca—Penny,"

I give him a sour look, my hands twitching to chew him out for his almost mistake.

"He n early called her Cammie…you don't think…?"

"I highly doubt Penelope is actually Cammie in disguise, bookworm, they're too different."

"Torture and Stockholm Syndrome make people different, peacock. Besides, you've never met Cammie before…and Bex and I were her best friends…"

Grant winces at the death glare I shoot at him. He nearly got my cover blown…our cover blown. He was the only one who knew about my true identity, my true age, my true self. He was the only I trust at the moment, the only one who understood the pain I went through with the Circle of Cavan.

Grant might be the only one who would ever understand.

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* = lines taken from a book in the Gallagher Series. I don't own it.

Notes 2: updates will be a tad slower because I start school in less than two days, not to mention it's an entirely new school! Also, I'm coming down with a bit of a cold so I might not be up to writing. I apologize for any inconvienences but please bear with me. I'm going into my sophomore year, so excited!

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