A Stitcher's Collection: Camsten One Shots

Daisy and Her Gatsby Part 3

After Cameron let Camille and Linus into his apartment, they all gathered around the counter analyzing the envelopes. Wondering what could be inside.

"So are we going to open them or what?" Kirsten asked with a curious look in her eye.

"Are you serious?" Cameron questioned. The blonde reflected "Are you kidding?" look.

"Why do I even ask anymore?"

"I guess you're hoping for a different result, Girlfriend."

"Never, Stretch. Not when it's you." Both of their faces began to heat and get red. Oh and of course Linus and Camille were giggling like 6 year olds. After the beautiful moment was over, Cameron requested for a knife.

"Let's reveal what's inside!" After he was handed a knife, he sliced open all the the envelopes: One for Jay Gatsby, One for Daisy Buchanan, One for Jordan Baker, and one for Nick Carraway.

"Ready?" Camille asked. The anxiety reflected on all their faces. A killer has contacted them, things have just gotten real.

"Ready." They all agree in unison. As the team slides out the mysterious invitations to a party for tonight.

"We invited you to join us for a night of magical imagination." Linus began.

"Filled with life." Camille continued.

"Love." Cameron continued.

"And deceit." Kirsten finished the sentence.

"See you at 8. -FSF" Cameron finished the invitation with nerves running up his body and his heart beat quicken. They all exchanged fearful looks on their faces.

"So-"

"So we all meet back here at 8?"

"ARE YOU CRAZY?!" Cameron, Camille, and Linus blurt out.

"Do you really need to ask that still?" Kirsten asked bluntly.

"Then there's that." Cameron began. After moments of anxiety, a voice finally broke the silence.

"Maybe Kirsten's right. We go tonight scope out the place. It's not like we haven't done field work before." The neuroscientist realized. What's the worst that could happen?

"Wow Cam, I guess I need to stop calling you Cautious Cameron." The blonde admitted. A small smile appeared on her face and a bigger one reflected on the brunette's.

"Maybe, Stretch." But Linus and Camille weren't having it. They've read The Great Gatsby too and they know how it ends. Gatsby gets shot. Cameron had come so close to death for his team before. Flatlined of the corpse cassette. And the team promised not to let him sacrifice himself like that again. But that doesn't mean Cameron agreed.
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"So it's settled? We all meet back here at 7:30?"

"Great and me and Camille should go get ready." But Camille face read fear. And she didn't get scared by much.

"Sure whatever man, can we talk?" Linus brought Cameron to the side so they could talk. He couldn't lose his best friend over a book.

"Yeah what?"

"You realize what you're getting yourself into right?" Cameron continued to look at him because he knew he would continue his thought.

"The end of the book! You're Gatsby! And he gets shot! Doesn't that scare you?" Cameron expression fell. He knew. He knew that it would come to this. That it might end tonight. But if it did, he would still say his story was worth it.

"I know." He whispered. Because that's all he could get out. His heart fell and it felt like there was a thousand knots in his stomach

"What are you going to? I mean you and Kirsten-"