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A/N: Yes, Yes I did say that the last chapter was the last. But, come on, who doesn't love a better ending. So I'm writing this EPILOGUE. It's separate from the story; but I just attached it to make it easier to find. This takes place 2 years after Zach last saw Cammie at the hospital. Now he's happy and a successful spy.

Zach's PoV

It's been two years since I last saw Cameron Morgan. The woman I thought I couldn't live without. Well, it turns out I can; and quite happily at that.

I think I just needed closure on my trying to kill Cammie years ago. Now that she's forgiven me, my conscience is cleared- well almost.

I know I lost the love of my life that day; but now I have forgiveness and the peace of mind that she, too, will be happy now.

I have not loved another woman- did you not see I called her the love of my life- not the love of a couple years. Yes, I still love her but in a way that I want her to be happy; even if that means me not seeing her ever again.

Bex didn't forgive me for awhile for trying to kill Cammie; even though Cammie forgave me and all. But, Bex changed her opinion of me when we were on a mission together. She was captured after we had uncovered the data we needed. So I had a choice: deliver the data and ditch Bex, or save Bex and put the data in the mail. I chose to save Bex. After all, how could I not save my best friend's fiancé.

Yes, Bex forgave me. We still laugh when we remember the mission and how I mailed the top-secret data to the chief of staff when I was supposed to hand deliver it. Hey, it was first-class mail.

Bex, Macey, and I have become good friends. So good, in fact, that I got a buzz on my emergency beeper from Venice, where Bex's mission is, yesterday. That means that she's been compromised and about to be captured. I arrived at the airport yesterday morning. I've spent today wandering ghettos of Venice trying to find the place where her buzz came from. (Yes, my beeper is not only a beeper. It has GPS, MP3, a mini grappling hook, and much more)

After getting her buzz, I boarded the first plane to Venice.

I sneak up on this one abandoned building. I hear voices inside.

"Now tell me- who are you working for?" I hear a voice, Russian accent, ask.

"Your mother." I hear a slap after Bex's pert answer. I have the urge to laugh and her answer but I know that now is not the time.

"You vill tell me who yur verking for. Or your partner dies." I heard the voice say again. (A/N: I'm trying to make the Russian accent so don't laff at me)

Shoot! They have Bex's partner and Bex. I quietly open a window, as of seeing guards, well, guarding the front door with machine guns. I sneak up behind the two guards and slap napotine patches on them. They fall to the ground with a thud. Shoot, why did those stupid guards have to weigh so much?

I hear a dead silence, nobody in the building breathes. Then I hear voices scream orders in Russian. I pull one of the guards to an empty room and quickly pull on his uniform. When the footsteps of other guards approach I take the man's machine gun and merge into the other guards.

I separate from the group and go upstairs, to the place where I heard the interrogation.

A door is slightly open and light slices the hallway through the sliver of open doorframe. I walk quietly down and look into the room. I see two men with guns standing in front of Bex, who is tied to a chair. I see a person, who I assume is her partner, slouched, unconscious in a corner. I can see blood stains in the woman's clothing.

I look away and focus on the matter at hand; taking out the two men. I don't want to kill them because they can give information. So I slip into the room and knock one in the back of the head with the butt of the machine gun I, borrowed, from the guard I took out.

The other man spins on me, shock on his face.

I knock the gun out of his hand. "Nobody hurts my friend and get away with it." I said right before I slammed the butt of the machine gun into his head too.

I didn't kill them, they're just unconscious, I think.

I run over to Bex and ask, "Are you ok?" I get her untied and she runs over to her partner.

"Cam! Cam! Wake up! Cammie!" She cries. I take a step back. That bloody, unconscious figure is Cameron Morgan? I slowly walk over to Bex and put my hand on her shoulder and tell Bex,

"We need to get out of here. We can send her to a doctor once we get home. I'll carry her and you carry whichever guy-" I motion to the two men I just hit, "is the leader."

She nods and hands Cammie over to me. I can hear Bex slumping a man over her shoulder and making her way to a window but I just stare at Cammie's face. I push her bangs out of her eyes. "Everything's going to be ok. I promise, Gallagher Girl."

Her eyelids fluttered open. "Zach?" She whispered. "I knew you'd come." And then she drifted back into unconsciousness. What? What did she mean?

We got to the private jet waiting for us fine. There was a doctor waiting for us, too. While he looked over Cammie, I sat down. What did Cammie mean?

Bex came over and sat across from me. "Thanks for coming. How did you know we were in trouble?"

"Wait, what?" I asked her, totally confused now. "You buzzed for me that you were in trouble."

She looked skeptical. "No. I didn't. Are you sure you're feeling okay." She asked, leaning over to put a hand on my forehead to feel for a temperature.

I swatted her hand away, "Yes, you did. I got it two days ago."

"No I didn't. I think I would've remembered." And with that she walked away.

Huh? If it wasn't Bex than who? I fell asleep asking myself that question.

I woke up 4 hours later with the answer. Cammie. Duh, I thought to myself.

That's why she told me she knew I would come. Aw, she contacted me when she was in trouble and needed help.

An overpowering need/urge to see Cammie came over me. I walked back to the cabin in the plane where Cammie was resting and recovering. I sat down next to her and took her hand. Just like old times, I thought.

She opened her eyes, surprised. When they registered me, she smiled. She looked beautiful, even with all of her bruises and cuts.

She opened her mouth to speak but only a squeak came out. She lifted her other hand and made the motion for me to come closer. I did, wondering what she was going to say.

She quickly leaned up and kissed me on the mouth.

She leaned back down on her makeshift bed. I stayed in that position, stunned. Feelings of love I hadn't felt in a long time washed over me.

I placed a hand on the back of her head and I leaned down and kissed her. She let go of my hand and put both arms around my neck, her hands in my hair, and kissed me back.

Joy, pure and simple joy filled me when we kissed. Something I hadn't felt in years.

When we stopped kissing she whispered in my ear, "I missed you. I never stopped loving you."

Tears sprung to my eyes and I couldn't keep them back. She pulled back and took my head in her hands. "What's wrong?" She asked, worried.

"Nothing. I never stopped loving you, too."

Happiness filled her face, in an amount that I never saw before, even before the incident.

I don't know if I was caught up in the moment, or something, because I pulled a little black box out of my jacket pocket, where it hasn't left for a couple years.

I knelt to the ground a opened the box asking, "Cameron Anne Morgan-"

She interrupted me saying, "I'll always be Gallagher Girl to you, Zach. Plus, it's grown on me."

I laughed and continued my speech. "Gallagher Girl, will you do me the honor of making me the happiest person alive by marrying me?"

She jumped out of her makeshift bed and tackled me, kissing me.

"I never thought you would ask. I'd love to. I always have."

I got tired of waiting

Wondering if you were ever coming around

My faith in you was, fading

When I met you on the outskirts of town

And I said, "Romeo save me I've been feeling so alone

I keep waitin for you but you never come

Is this in my head? I don't know what to think."

He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring and said,

"Marry me, Juliet, you'll never have to be alone.

I love you, and that's all I really know.

I talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress

It's a love story baby just say yes!

Oh, oh, oh

We were both young when I first saw you