Previously..

Cam was waiting in the car, just blankly staring ahead. Silently, we get in. It was a silent ride there and a silent ride up to our room. Cammie plops down onto a couch and stares at us. She tries for a smile.

"I guess it's about time I talk about my interrogation habits."

Cammie POV
There was a moment of silence but slowly, everyone made their way to a couch. I felt the couch dip down beside me under someone's weight and I immediately knew it was Zach. I tried to reel myself in, to collect my thoughts. Here goes nothing. I take a deep breath.

"Well obviously Gallagher didn't teach me that..," I heard Bex snort, "It was something I picked up from my.. previous mission." I hesitated to go on. How much can I truly tell them without them leaving me? Beside me, Zach took my hand and squeezed it as some sort of comfort. I relaxed a bit. I started again, "I quickly caught on to the harshness of reality. Call it funny, but after the Circle I thought I was safe. I was SO wrong. Everything was harder. When I learned how to kill, I thought that was the worst and I could get through anything.. It wasn't. I learned we had to be cold, devoid of emotion just so we can get the answers we wanted.." I trailed off not knowing what else to say.

"Cam, we aren't going to leave you." Liz says softly. I look at her, startled. "I saw your look, your fear. We won't and will never leave you as long as we live." She says fiercely. I study her; she always knew what to say to me. Liz looks at me nervously; she probably thought she stepped over bounds. I begin to wonder if I really acted that cold to them. I try for a smile.

"You don't have to be afraid. Speak what you want to say, don't be so hesitant. Your words won't hurt me." I say, trying to reassure her I wasn't mad.

"Look," I shift to listen to Nick, "I'm going to be straight forward here. We're afraid because you're a ticking bomb. If we say or do something wrong, we wonder if you'll blow up and lose you as a whole. We've lost you once, but we've all been given a chance to take you back." From his side Macey takes his hand, tears finally threatening to spill from her eyes and looks at me.

"We just don't want you to leave, Cammie. We all know you aren't cold; you just do it for some show that none of want to see." She says. I was surprised; I never knew that they'd be capable of saying something so honest and forward. They usually beat around the bush. I look at all of them before my eyes land onto Zach's. So many emotions were swirling in those green eyes I used to love.

I spoke carefully, "You guys won't lose me. I admit Liz was right. I am scared; scared you guys will leave me if you truly found out what I've become. The person I am now isn't who you guys befriended. Even I'm scared to look at the mirror because I know the sight isn't pretty. I appreciate you guys and I always will. I'm truly trying to pull myself back up but it feels like I'm in quicksand. I'm afraid it might take a while." I break contact with Zach and look at all of them.

"Dude, that was pretty deep." Grant says. I crack a smile. Leave it to Grant to say something out of topic. "But, we're willing to wait. We'll help you and if possible, I'll yank you out myself." Grant reaches out for me. "We aren't going anywhere." I nod a little. I was so surprised I didn't know what to say.

"Thank you." I choke out. Grant smiles and I'm pulled into a hug.

"It went from interrogation habits to some sort of intervention, it escalated pretty quickly." Bex says. I laugh and peek out from the hug and I pull her in. I break up the hug and I move to Liz and Macey. "Thank you a million times." I say. I reach for Nick and Jonas. We weren't close but I consider them family, plus they've helped me so much. Then it was just Zach.

"I think it's time we went to bed, an eventful day." Macey says rather loudly. I smile even more, I knew what she was doing and I was grateful. In a moment of seconds, everyone cleared out.

I awkwardly clear my throat, "I'm so sorry."

"For what?" He says.

"For... pushing you away, making things harder than they already were for you." I say. Then suddenly, I'm pulled into a hug. I hugged him fiercely.

"Nothing to be sorry for." He holds me at arm's length and kisses my forehead. Resting his chin on top of my head

"I think.. We're alright now." I manage to say through tears. Zach chuckles.

"Yeah, we're alright."

We stood there for what seemed like forever, my eyes getting heavy. Soon, I was pulled into a sleep. This time, without nightmares.