Authors Note: I would like to start out with an apology. It has been a year maybe, since I have last uploaded. I have been through a lot in that last year or probably longer because I do feel like it has been longer and everything that I have done on here have been passed up and pushed in the closet but not forgotten. So, now I would like to try again because I am getting help with my emotional and mental problems which is helping get my love back for writing and my need. So I need this. It will be a bit different and difficult because I am in college now and I also work so I will try my hardest to update regulalry while keeping up with everything including a healthy does of sleep.

This chapter was suppose to be longer but I just opened it up and realized that I wanted to post something now and it was a good stopping point. It was hasty so I apologize for any errors and I will have to reread everything that I have written so it will take a couple of weeks before the next chapter happens.

With that I would like to end with the people who have reviewed and stuck with me. I hope that you have stayed glued on even just a little bit to give my story the same chance when I was deeply involved.

And to Caitlin, the guest that reviewed my story only a few hours ago to kick my ass in gear. Thanks.

So from one Caitlyn to another Caitlin, enjoy.

Ice Blue Eyes

Chapter 8

Cameron came back looking refreshed and pleasantly surprised. He had on new clothes that were actually his size, which meant that Oz had gone out and bought them for him, with or without Cameron's consent.

"Cam!" Cash ran up to him and smothered him in a hug. Then he lifted him up and (tried to) spun him around.

"Cash, what are you doing man?" In reality, Cash was really lifting Cameron up or spinning him around. So it really just looked like one, short person awkward hug.

"Well, I'm trying to spin you. You're heavier than you look though." Cash let go and backed up, leaning back his on his heels while he smiled at Cameron.

"Did you just call me fat? Really? Come on." Cameron rolled his eyes but a small smile was on his face, gracing his lips.

Cash just laughed at him before taking his arm and dragging him to his desk, pushing him into the chair before sitting up on the desk. "Well, before we contiue on with anything, how was the house?" Cash placed his chin in his hands, batting his eyelashes and wiggling his eyebrows.

"Big. A lot nicer than my apartment for sure. And I've never slept in a bad that comfortable in my life. It was so warm. I wanna go back in. I'm pretty sure that I was asleep as soon as I felt the bed." Cameron wore a goofy grin on his face now.

"I also see that Oz bought you some fancy new clothes." Cameron looked down, eyebrow hitched as he eyed his clothing. Oz had gotten him a plain black V-neck, long sleeve shirt with some washed out blue jeans. There really wasn't anything fancy about them.

"What? They're just normal clothes man." Cameron looked up at a smirking Cash.

Cash kiked the side of Camerons chair, turning him and then grabbing the back of the shirt. "Man, this is more than just a plain shirt. When did Guuchi get into the clothes business?" Cash laughed at Camerons expression.

Cameron choked on his own words.

"What? Not use to wearing brand names?" Cash started to swing his legs.

"Man, I shop at Walmart and thrift stores. I don't go to name brand stores. I try to not go near them in fear that they'll suck my money out of my pocket. This is weird now. I was wondering why it was so soft." Cameron started pulling at his shirt.

"Well, did he get you pajamas that were just as soft as your shirt? That may be the reason you had some good sleep." Cash stopped swinging his legs when Cameron's face started to dust over with a blush. "Did you sleep naked?!"

"NO! I don't even sleep naked at my place." Cash looked at him, eyes wide.

"You didn't sleep in your clothes, did ya?"

"No. Oz gave me some sweats." Cameron blushed some more, looking down at the ground and playing with the hem of his shirt. As much as Camerons didn't want to admit it, the clothes smelled like Oz and Oz smells really, really good. He fell asleep with a semi- hard on and it wasn't something he was too proud of.

"Then why are you blushing man?" Cash leaned back, staring at Camerons with wide and wise all knowing eyes. A huge grin slowly split his face.

"I have no idea what you are talking about." Cameron cleared his throte, fixed his chair and scooted to the computer, making sure to unlock it.

Cash cackled. "You have a crush! Oh my GOD! You DO!" Cash started to fully laugh out while camerons face went beet red. Cash continued on, slapping his knee.

The embarrased boy put his face in his hands, trying to hide. Groaning, he slowly looked up. "Cash man-" Eyes popped out of his skull. The entire office was was looking at them. Work half forgotten as their stations as they sat. Half of them had rolled their chairs to the open space, sitting together in a group and staring at them. "Um, Cash. Cash, stop laughing Cash." Cameron shook Cash's knee, trying to get his attention.

Cash stopped laughing long enough to look up, hand weakly covering his mouth. "What? This is pretty amusing ya know." His smile faultered a bit at Camerons incessive pointing behind him.

Following a gasp, Cash lept off the desk and grabbed Camerons hand and ran into the vending room away from prying eyes. Pushing Cameron to a chair and away from the door, Cash decided to sit a the table in front of him.

"Why are they so, there?" Camron used his hands, not really sure of the word or words that he should use for them in a situation like this. They were just there. All the time at the most inapprpriot moments.

"I have no idea. In all honesty, all the people that Oz hires here are kind of weird. You and Mel might be the only semi- normal people here man." Cash rubbed his chin, thinking a bit.

"Hey, I'm not weird at all. I am normal." Cameron sat defensively.

Cash looked at him. "Yes, because every person has the ability to hack and does it for a living." Staring Cameron down, Cash watched as he started pouting. Clearly not impressed with what was going on. "Hey, I'm not saying that it's a bad thing. Just that normally, people don't do that. So you are not completely normal." Cash leaned over and ruffled Camerons hair.

They stayed silent for a moment before Cash snickered. "So really, Oz? I didn't even think you swung that way."

"Hey, this is not about which way I swing. Now drop this subject. I don't really want everyone knowing. It's a bit personal and honestly, I'm still trying to figure it out. I don't need other peoples opinions. Nor do I want them." Cameron went to get up out of his seat only to be kicked back into it.

"What is it with all the force in this office?!"

Cash glared at him. "That's too bad then. I know that you won't do a thing about it unless someone gives you a push. Which is exactly what I'm going to do." Ccash jumped off the table.

"I really don't think you should. It'll be fine just where it is. This thing doesn't really need a push at all. Can't we just let it lay where it wants to lay?" Cameron rushed up to follow Cash. Determined to shut his mouth from spewing his crush around.

"No can do"

"Cash!" Cameron was by his side, facing his way while he tried to stop Cash. "You really need to stop man. I'll let you push or meddle if you want. Just do not do this huge grand show of things. I don't want my business out in the wind!"

Walking sideways while avoiding things and doing it at a quick pace isn't always easy. So it wasn't surprising that Camerom didn't see the person who stepped into his path until he collided with a warm body. It happened suddenly and quickly, one moment he was up right and the next he was falling down with his eyes closed.

When he opened his eyes, he did so with a groan. A chest covered in navy blue cloth entered his vision as he started to gather his position. Two arms were wrapped around him. One around his shoulders with the hand holding his head to the chest and the other wrapped around his waist, holding him securly to the other body. Cameron moved his head to put a smirking Oz in sight. He looked at him for a few seconds before heat begun rising to his cheeks as he realized his sitiuation.

Cameron went to push himself up, trying to roll over, but the arms around him tightened in response. Trying to wiggle didn't do anything for him either. With a sigh, he closed his eyes before looking up at Oz, willing his face to calm down.

Oz was still smirking at him.

"I didn't see you there Oz. How are you doing?" Cameron tried to smile only to have it turned into a grimmance.

As Oz was still smirking, his brow went high. "Well, I'm currently on the floor. You're not as light as you look." There was a grow at that. "And I'm curious as to what you are trying to stop."

Cameron became even redder, stuttering out a mumble of words to get out of this. In the end, his computer saved him. A ding went off letting everyome know it had found something. Cameron took this chance to get off of Oz and walk to his desk, making sure to busy himself before anyone caught up to him.

Finally making it to his desk, he begua typing away when they appeared behind him. Cash took his place on Camerons desk and Oz stood behind Cameron, hands on his shoulders.'

"So, what did we find?" Oz started to slowly massaged Camerons shoulders.

Trying to think about what was is front of him on the computer screen, Cameron squinted and focused on the print. A picture came with a name.

"O this is it. This is the phone guy. This is the guy who gave me the job. Let's go get him!" Cameron jumped up, got a few seconds of air time, before he was pushed back down in his chair.

He had forgotten about the hands on his shoulders.

"Woah ther cowboy. Where do you think you're going?" Oz held Cameron down, a disapproving frown on his face.

Cameron let out an aggrivated sigh. "To get phone guy!" He tried to get up again but the hold on him tightened.

"Does this phone guy happen to have a name?"

"Brian Denver. Now let me up. I need to get him." Oz let Cameron up. Gave him a few seconds of freedom before pulling him back, turning the chair, and sitting down in it while pulling Cameron down with him. By the time Oz had finished, Cash was staring at a confused Cameron sitting on an amused Oz with his hands buried in Oz's shirt.

"Did you plan on going alone or something?" Oz turned the chair to face the computer, silently reading the guys file while listening to Cameron.

"Well, no. I was sort of expecting you guys to just follow me.

"By foot? You don't have a car. Not only that but we would be busy chasing after you that we wouldn't know anything about this guy. So if we lost you, we would have to come back here to see where you went. What if the guy is dangerous? Actually, he is. He killed your friend. You would probably get there before us." Oz paused. "Don't you think we should ALL have the information? Plus, we don;t even have the rest of the team here. Cash can protect himself but you can't. I'd be there by myself. I need my back up. Not only that, but what makes you think that you're allowed to go? This guy is probably after you."

Camerons eyes became huge. "Oh come on! That's not fair! I wanna go too! I'll stay behind everyone. If you go by yourself, you'll catch the guy and there's no way you'll bring him anywhere near me for even a second. I just want to punch the bastard!" Cameron started struggling.

Oz let out a big laugh. "You want to hit the guy?!" He continued to laugh.

Cameron rolled his eyes and looked down. "He killed my best friend." Oz stopped laughing.

"Most people would want him dead.

Cameron shook his head. "It won't fix anything. Punching him won't fix anything either but I'm angry as hell."

Oz stayed silent for a moment while he stared at Cameron. Then he sighed. "Alright. You can come. BUT, you stay behind us with Cash and then you stay behind him. No arguemenst. You let us do our thing and when I have him, then and only then, can you come into the room anywhere near him. That's when you slug him. Do we have an understanding?" Oz gave him a steeled look. There was no room for protest.

Cameron looked up at him for a moment before nodding his head. "Understood."

"Good. Cash, go get Melanie and Josh. Meet us back at the van. Cameron is going to explain this information to me."

Cash smiled and ran off, phone already by his ear as he called the team.

Oz's eyes never left Camerons. "Now, tell me about Brian."

Is it still loved?