Hide and Spy- Gallagher Girls FanFic

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

"Cam!" Mom exclaimed as I went in to her office with Abby, "I didn't know you were on your way back."
"That's because we didn't tell you I smiled and hugged her, "The others have gone to talk to Liz."
"So you're all alright?"
"Yeah." Abby nodded, "Where's Edward? I need to talk to him."
"If he's not in his room, try the library." Mom told her.
"Thanks." Abby turned and went.
"So what did you find out Kid?" Mom asked as we both took a seat on the sofa.
"The group doesn't want us to find out the truth about dad. Preston remembers him visiting the Embassy the summer he went MIA. They were talking about the chip, but he can't remember what." I sighed, "We got more than we bargained for when we got the chip."
"Why?" Mom frowned.
"There were dated notes. The catch was that they were all typed up rather than handwritten." I explained, "We are going to get them checked for DNA."
"And Preston?"
"We're keeping him until he remembers any more." I sighed, "He might be the last living person to have seen Dad."
"How are you coping?" Mom asked me.
"I had a memory last night, did Zach tell you about the hotel?" I looked up.
"Yeah." Mom nodded, "It was the same one that you stayed in last summer?"
"Yeah, I remembered checking in to the hotel and giving a name." I sat back on the sofa, "In this instance I was using Gillian Cameron."
"But you don't know if that was a one off?" Mom asked.
"No." I shook my head, "Liz is going to run a check."
"Good." Mom sat back and sighed.
"How are things here?" I asked her.
"We're trying to carry on as-" She didn't get to finished her sentence as right then Abby and Edward burst in to the room.
"It was positive!" Abby squealed as she picked me up and swung me around in the small space. I laughed, immediately knowing what she was saying, while Mom just frowned at Townstead.
"What was?" Mom asked.
"You Ms Morgan," Abby pointed at Mom, "are going to be an Aunty!"
"Really?" Mom laughed.
"Yeah." Abby nodded and they hugged.
"Congrats Townstead." I nodded to him.
"What's going on in here?" Joe came in and smiled at the scene.
"I'm going to be an Aunty." Mom smiled and hugged him.
"Abbs?" Joe smiled.
"I'm going to be a mom!" Abby giggled from Edwards arms.
"How she's going to be a mom I'll never know." Joe rolled his eyes, "She's just a big kid herself."
"We all know that." Mom laughed.
"Cam!" Macey came running down the Hall of History.
They've found something. I thought.
"What?" Mom turned to her, as Liz, Preston, Zach and Bex came running after her.
We all took a seat in Moms office and shut the door.

"I've double and triple checked the DNA against yours." Liz told us, "All negative."
"It wasn't Matthew." Mom whispered with her eyes closed, resting her head on Joe's shoulder.
"I've looked at three of the twenty notes," Liz went on, "all three of them have DNA that matches yours Cam."
"When was the last one left?" I whispered.
"Exactly five weeks ago today." Abby told us.
"What could happen to someone in five weeks?" Preston asked.
"A hell of a lot." I told him with a shudder.
"Rachel." There was a knock on the door, Patricia.
"Come in Patricia." Mom called.
"This came in the mail for you." Patricia held out an envelope to mom. She carefully opened it and took out a disc.
"Pass me the envelope." I held my hand out, Joe took the envelope from mom and passed it to me.
"It's from the alps." Zach whispered, looking at the envelope over my shoulder.
"It's from where I woke up." I swallowed.
"What's the disc of?" Macey asked.
"I only need one guess." I swallowed as Zachs arms tightened around my waist.
"There's only one way to be sure." Abby whispered.
"Girls, will you go please?" I turned to my closest friends.
"But-" Liz began.
"Seeing someone you love get hurt is the worst torture." I told them, "You spent all last summer thinking I was dead, this would be watching me die."
"She's right Liz." Bex nodded, "We'll be in our room."
"Okay." I nodded before the three of them left with Preston.
"Cam, you don't have to watch it." Abby told me.
"I want to." I told them, "It's driving me mad not knowing what happened."
"If you want us to stop it just say so." Joe told me as he took a seat at my mom's desk and inserted the disk in to her computer.
"I will." I nodded.
I took in a breath as I saw myself in a dark room, tied to a wooden chair. My hair was a fading shade of black and a little shorter than it had been when I woke up at the convent.
"Smile for the camera Cammie dear." A scarily familiar voice sang, Catherine.Zach sighed and pressed his lips to the back of my head.
On the video I stayed quiet as Catherine stepped over to me.
"Tell me what we want to know." Catherine said.
"You tell me what you want to know." I smiled back to her.
"You little-" Catherine's manicured hand made contact with my cheek, her nails catching my jaw bone.
"Tell me what was on the chip." Catherine spat.
"Might have been ketchup, might have been salt and vinegar." I shrugged.
"If you won't tell me straight I'll get it out of you another way."
"I don't know what you're after!" I shouted, lunging barely a centimeter forward against the rope that bound me to the chair.
"Well you'd better start thinking." Catherine told me before she left.
Twenty six seconds later a woman came in with a metal baseball bat.
"Tell me what you know Cammie." She crouched in front of the chair I was tied to and smiled.
"What I know about what?" I asked.
"About why the circle wants you or your father."
"My father's dead." I told her, spite filling my voice.
"We know, we killed him." The woman smiled.
"I know." I replied, looking her in the eye.
"I take it you don't know his secret then." She began to circle me.
"You'll have to be more specific." I called out to her.
"He has the secret to bringing down the Gallagher Academy."
"Had." I corrected her, "He's dead, remember?"
"He said that it was a family secret."
"Well he's not told me." I looked up to the woman as she stopped in front of me, "And if he did I wouldn't tell you."
The woman growled and raised the bat, everyone in the room watching the video gasped as she bought it down against my leg. Zach hugged me tighter as I closed my eyes for a second, expecting a scream or cry. Nothing came. I looked back to the screen, my face was blank. I looked to the adults in the room and there was a glimmer of something mirrored on every one of their faces. Pride.
When the woman on the video realised that I wasn't playing her game she raised the bat agin and hit the other leg. Again I showed no emotions.
"You tell me what you know about the Gallagher Academy."
"No. You tell me why you want to bring it down!" I challenged her.
"Oh we'll tell you. When we know how to bring it down." She grabbed my jaw, "You went there, you know it as well as you know your own home. Even if your daddy didn't tell you the secret, you'd know."
"And I still wouldn't tell you." I shook my head slightly as I replied.
"We'll see about that." The woman raised the bat a third time and swung it at my arm, trapping it between the arm rest of the chair and the metal of the bat. I winced but said nothing. The beating continued for forty seconds before Joe reached for the mouse and skipped through until the woman left. I sat in the chair, limp in unconsciousness.
"You're brave Cam." Joe told me.
"To come back from that alone isn't easy." Abby agreed.
"I don't remember it." I shook my head, "There was nothing to come back from."
"It doesn't matter Cam, you still came back from it." Zach rubbed my arms.
"Forward it." I nodded to Joe and he sped through the film until another man and a woman came in. I was now awake in the chair and watched as the woman threw the knife up to catch it by its blade.
"Tell us about the school Cammie, how can we destroy it and everyone who is there?"
I bit my lip and stayed quiet.
"Perhaps you'll talk when there's a bit more of an electrical input to your brain." The man smiled and took a stun gun from his pocket.

I twisted in Zach's arms and hid my head in his chest.
"It's okay." Zach whispered to me, "You're alright." I heard a shout of pain from the computer as I was shocked.
"It's okay." Zach kept whispering to me, though I didn't know exactly who he was trying to reassure now.
"How about we skip to the end?" Mom whispered, not looking at the screen as she spoke. Joe nodded and skipped through the film.
"Stop." I told him at twenty six minutes and three seconds, only the torture had been filmed, in between I had been starved and left alone for hours if not days at a time. Though now, they had left the camera filming me, tied up to the chair, drifting in and out of consciousness.
"What Cam?" Zach asked me
"The air vent." I pointed to the corner of the screen.
"There's someone in there." Mom frowned.
We watched and waited for another seventy two seconds waiting to see who came out of the air vent.

The thing about spy training is that it prepares you for every eventuality. There are a lot of things in life that won't surprise a spy. But no amount of spy training could prepare me for who I saw climb out of that air vent.
Dishwater blonde hair. Brown eyes. Tanned skin.
It was him.

"Dad." I whispered, my eyes wide as I looked to Mom and Joe.

"Baby." Dad walked over to me and touched my cheek, my eyes fluttered at the touch and I tried to mumble something unsuccessfully.
"Shh, it's okay. I'm going to get you out of here." He told me.
"No, you're dead." I mumbled, gaining more consciousness.
"No I'm not Cam. I faked my death." He began to untie me, "I pretended they killed me."
"Everything hurts Dad." I told him, my eyes still not focusing.
"I know sweet, I'm going to get you some help and then we'll go home." He went over to the door and began to pick the lock. Me being me, I tried to stand up, only to cry out in pain and fall to the ground in a heap.
"Dad." I sobbed.
"I'm here." He picked me up bridal style and came over to the camera. He told me to take it and I did, turning off the record button as I did.

I pulled away from Zach and ran out of the room, dad had saved me from the circle.
Dad was still alive when I was after the circle.
Dad had found me.
I ran to an abandoned lounge and fell on to the sofa to cry. He had abandoned me. He had found me and then left me. How could a man do that to his daughter?
I sat and sobbed for a while, until the lock on the door clicked and a mans arms were around me.
"He abandoned me Joe."
"No," Joe shook his head, "he didn't. He left you because the Circle were after him now."
"How do you know?" I frowned.
"The film went on." Joe explained, "Do you want to go and see?"
"Not right now." I sniffed and wiped my damp eyes.
"You've done us all proud Cam." He smiled, "I didn't doubt you that first lesson."
"You had me fooled." I pulled away from him and looked straight ahead.
"You know I wanted you to pick a nice safe office, I was trying to scare you in to it from day one." Joe sighed.
"Well that really worked." I snorted, "I really hated you that first lesson."
It was true, my first ever impression of Joe Solomon was that he was a horrid man that knew nothing about me. I hated him. I hated what he had said about my father and had assumed that he had never known him. I thought he had taken the job because he had something for the headmistress. Now? Now I know better. Joe Solomon hadn't just been my fathers best friend, he was my godfather, my mothers shoulder to cry on and most importantly my teacher. Without Joe Solomon I may well be dead now, he'd made CoveOps hard for our benefit and I'm glad I didn't have it any other way.
"I wanted you to hate me, wanted you to walk out of that classroom and never come back." Joe shook his head and smiled, "I should have realised you took after him, stubborn as a mule."
"Did you really mean it all?" I asked, "That it was his fault."
"I never said that exactly." Joe disagreed, "But no, I didn't mean it. If he had have been dead it would have been because he was out numbered or something unfair like that." He looked to me and considered something before saying, "You have no idea how hard it was for me to make that speech to you, that's why I was five minutes late."
"You couldn't face telling your best friends daughter that her dads death was his own fault." I guessed.
"Exactly." Joe nodded, "But I don't regret it."
"You shouldn't, that was exactly the shock we needed." I looked to the floor, "Until then we weren't taking any of this seriously, to us it was all fun and games. Sure, we knew people died, got hurt but it hadn't hit us."
"Until I stepped in." Joe nodded.
"Exactly." I agreed, "Without you I'd probably be dead now, thank you."
"What for?" Joe smiled.
"That first mission, you scared us all but none more than me." I shook my head, "I couldn't help but think that was what my dad had faced."
"The people he cared about were safe."
"Bex and Liz were safe." I looked up to him, "Change those pictures to me or Mom or even you... He wouldn't know if they were fake or real."
"That isn't why I chose you to do the mission." Joe told me, "I didn't want you to do it because I doubted you. I wanted you to do it to see what you could do." He smiled, "I wasn't watching Bex and Liz that night, I was watching you and thinking about your dad." A smile still on his face he looked down and shook his head, "Then after I'd dismissed you all your mom and I spent about an hour comparing you to him."
I looked away and blushed, "I was that bad huh?"
"No Cam. You were good, very good. And I'm not being biased."
"Joe Solomon? Biased?" I laughed.
"Your Dad would be proud of you, but right now he thinks you're dead." Joe sighed and stood up.
"What?" I frowned.
"I'll show you."