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Cam POV

How brave did I feel? How brave did I feel? For a moment or two Chris's words swirled around me...how brave did I feel? I thought about everything that I've done in my life up till now, certainly I have done some brave yet extremely foolish things, but never have I felt this way before. I have been at a school where a boy was murdered (who apparently wanted to torture me), a boy who sexually assaulted me (and then tried to help me), a boy who I'd known for a few summers (who thinks it's his duty to protect me) and a girl who forgot the simple rule of carrying a gun; there's always one in the chamber. So to answer his question, no, I did not feel brave, I felt like an absolute fool.

Chris ran towards the gun and I decided to run in the opposite direction. The branches clung to me as I made my way through the thickest part. I kept running and didn't look back.

'CAMERON' He shouted, the echos hitting the branches and splattering in different directions. I focused on the path ahead of me, perhaps if I looked down at my feet, I may have seen the trip wire which I tripped over, causing me to stumble and a nearby grenade to detanate. I was thrown forwards banging into a tree. My head hurt and there was ringing in my ears. It unbalanced me as I stood up. Immediately I fell over again. My heart was pointing and I could hear my sloppy breaths.

'C-c-c-c-' I heard in the distance, or it could have been closer, the ringing in my ears has really messed with my sense of direction and distance. I looked up at the sky and saw the way the wind was blowing the leaves on the trees. I remembered the eastern direction that I'd taken up here so I needed to go the opposite way to the wind. I began to stumble my way through the trees, my hands in front of me in case I fell. My ears were still ringing but my hands were cut and so was one of my legs. I had to keep going though.

I focused on my feet and my hands, my pace quickened as the ground levelled out. The ringing was beginning to die down and I could hear the world around me in a sort of warped, unnatural way.

'C-c-c-c-c' I heard it again. I turned around and came straight into contact with a hard masculine body. I yelped and punched without looking. I figure grabbed my arm with one hand and with the other grabbed my head making me look at them. Zach. His dark eyes were wild with worry. I looked down at his lips which were moving but I couldn't hear clearly, it was all warped and twisted.

'He has a gun' I meant to keep my voice calm but I was probably shouting. Zach checked around him, his mouth open wide and moving fast like he was shouting. Zach still clung onto me and held me tight. We ran down the path but I kept losing my balance. Zach picked me up and carried me carefully.

'You're safe' I whispered looking up at him. Zach glanced down quickly

'You're not yet, but you will be. I promise' He kissed me quickly. I nodded and closed my eyes, it was a challenge to keep them open.

I felt safe in Zach's arms that I was able to fall asleep, or I blacked out, I can't remember.

I just woke up in a hospital bed with Zach and Joe staring at me...and they weren't alone.

'H...hey mom' I smiled nervously

'Oh kiddo' My mom soothed coming to the side of my bed 'I'm so glad you're okay'

'What happened?' I asked. She gave me a sad smiled

'You had a very bad bump to your head you've been out for a few hours'

'Where's Chris?' I asked trying to sit up. Three pairs of hands grabbed me and pulled me back down

'He's gone Cam. We couldn't find him' Joe said

'Dylan's gone as well' Zach added with a growl.

'I don't understand' I shook my head. Bad idea. The throbbing began.

'We think that Dylan and Chris were on their way to get rid of the knife when they ran into you and Gray' Joe was surprisingly calm. I took a deep breath.

'I knew it was Chris after the red stains...but Dylan…' I shook my head remembering the conversation I had with Chris at the clearing

'Phillip was going too far Cam. We...I couldn't let you get hurt'

'HE WAS GOING TO HURT YOU!' He shouted 'AND WE WERE NOT GOING TO LET YOU GET HURT'

We. The simple mistake that I didn't notice at first...We couldn't let you get hurt...we were not going to let you get hurt. It was foolish to think that Chris was working alone, how would he of been successful in doing it alone? Someone was there to provide an alibi, help form a plan...be a friend. Dylan.

'We're going to get you and the other girls home kiddo' My mom pushed some of my hair back. I nodded.

'Is it okay if I have a word with Cam?' Zach asked. My mom nodded and her and Joe left the room. Zach didn't move from the foot of my bed, the large distance between us felt cold.

'I'm sorry' I whispered 'I thought I could finish this before you got back'

'I'm not angry at you Cam. I'm pissed. You should have taken me or Bex or even Liz! You shouldn't of been alone'

'I didn't want anyone to get hur-'

'Don't' Zach snapped 'Enough of that bullshit Cam. The only one that's been getting hurt by your hand is you. You try to protect us but you get hurt in the process and it's stupid. For such a smart girl, you're dumb. A wise spy once said that no matter how brave you are, it takes someone braver to ask for help'

'And who said that?' I asked 'Some dead burnout who could only last a term?' I huffed

'Matthew A Morgan, School Captain class of '85' His tone was blunt. There was silence. 'You know, your father is a hero here, he might have been trouble but he changed the way Blackthorne thought. Sure we learn to kill and work independently, but we also work as a unit, know who to call when we need it. Look at when we got Preston out of jail! I called Grant because I trust him Cam. And I would rather have him with me in a battlefield then alone. You don't understand that. You left that summer alone, and look what happened. The whole bloody reason you're here is that Joe and Rachel thought that you might learn something' he shook his head 'I guess you don't change'

'Zach-'

'You need to rest. I'll see you later Gallagher Girl' He came to the side of my bed and kissed my forehead. He didn't look back at me, he just left. No one else visited me so I fell back asleep. When I woke up, there was something rough next to my head. I woke up and saw an envelope on my pillow. I sat up sharply and opened it. Out dropped a single bullet. No note. No answers. Nothing. I guess although it was an inside job...I'm still on the outside...

The End

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