So yeah, this is it from Zach's POV, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I (sadly) don't own anything, Ally Carter does (:

Zach POV

I stood in the shadows as I watched Cammie and Bex race past, eyes never once straying to the boy in the shadows. I watched Cammie's expression, and I knew if my Gallagher Girl was happy, then I was too. I smiled as they reached the frozen moat, pulling on ice-skates. I smirked (yes, I know when I smirk) and followed suit.

I skated onto the ice, a little cold but happy. Well, as happy as you could be when the closest thing to family you have misses a meeting. When Joe Solomon misses a meeting. But I was close to Cammie so I was happy. I channeled my inner Cammie and disappeared.

I watched Cammie and Bex from the back of a group of boys who didn't really notice me. Well, I guess you couldn't blame them. They were all staring at Bex, almost drooling. I had to send Grant a picture. But I was staring at my Gallagher Girl. She looked so happy, so peaceful, so carefree. But I knew that wasn't the case.

"Hey Cammie I think they're checking us out," Bex said to Cammie as she twirled around on the ice, even though they were quite far away, I hadn't come first in the class for lip-reading for nothing. "They're not checking us out, they're checking you out," Cammie replied, and I knew she liked it that way, she was the Chameleon after all. Bex just grinned and spun away. I watched as Cammie looked a little distant, as if she was thinking about a memory. The music over the speakers changed and Cammie straightened a bit and started to skate, eyes closed and smiling. She looked as if she should have been dancing with someone, she spun and skated over the ice, every step coordinated to the music. A few people were watching but no much, after all she is a Chameleon even when she's floating of the planet. She laughed a little as she stumbled but just kept skating, people tended to move out of the way when a girl with her eyes closed starts skating towards you. I stood captivated as she skated so effortlessly, so perfectly. Then the music faded and my Gallagher Girl turned, as if looking for someone, but then she stopped and skated over to a bench, her expression sad and wistful. I couldn't help it. I skated over.

"Hey Gallagher Girl," I said.

…

My breath caught as she looked up, surprised and a little confused.

"Zach?" she asked, her eyes wide, "what are you doing here?" There's my Gallagher Girl, always asking questions. I just smiled and moved to sit next to her.

"I watched your little dance there, Gallagher Girl, and I must say, you're pretty good," I told her, hoping to make her a bit happier, she looked a little sad and a little distant. Suddenly she tensed, as if those words triggered something inside her. I stared at her, noticing how suddenly faint lines appeared on her forehead, not many and not noticeable unless you look really hard.

Cammie looked at me again and said quietly, "yeah, well I was remembering the last time I went ice-skating…" I trailed off, thinking back.

"It was before Gallagher, before… dad." Oh. She looked into the bodies of ice-skaters, all happy and smiling. I slid my arm around her, and whispered, "I know you were." We sat in a comfortable silence, each thinking about the past.

"Why are you here?" she asked me again, and I stared at her, wondering whether to tell her or not. She was going to find out anyway.

"I'm…" I trailed off, not sure where to go from there.

"I'm looking for Joe Solomon," I said finally, "he missed a meeting we had a few days ago and I was wondering if he was with you?" She looked a little worried, biting on her lip lightly, but I doubt she was conscious of what she was doing.

"No, he's not on my protection detail," she answered, staring at me hard, to see if there was anything else, "I haven't seen him since Gallagher." She tensed, and I could see thoughts flying through her mind.

"Don't worry, Cammie, he's probably just held up or something," I answered quickly, not wanting her to worry on her holiday. Anyway it was probably nothing. Right?

"Do you want me to ask the Baxters or something? Or my mom?" she asked, and I knew she just wanted to help, but I couldn't help but snap.

"No," I said, a bit too sharp, "he's Joe Solomon, why should we be worried?" I tried to sound as reassuring as possible, even though I wasn't sure too sure myself. But it did for her. She relaxed and laughed a little.

"Cammie," Mr Baxter yelled suddenly, "we're going!" I looked at Cammie, not really wanting to let her out of my sight. But I did. I always do. I touched her gently on the cheek, and a tingly sensation went up my fingertips.

"Bye Gallagher Girl," I said gently. She blushed at my touch.

"Cammie! Hurry up!" Mrs Baxter yelled now. She turned back towards the Baxter and I quietly skated away into the shadows. When she turned back around, I was gone. She took one last look around and skated back to the Baxters. I doubt she knew I was watching. That I'm always watching when it comes to my Gallagher Girl.

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