Zach and I walked through the burning village trying to find a way out. Whenever men walked by, we hid behind decrepit stone walls. Luckily enough, we weren’t caught. I looked down at my hand – I was still holding the gun.
“You still have it?” Zach’s voice was barely a whisper but, I heard him loud and clear. I nodded. “Why?” He asked.
“Because…” I said, with my voice breaking a little bit. “…I want to be reminded that this is real. That things like this has consequences.” Zach put his hand on my shoulder.
“It’s not like we’re not trained for situations like this. We are spies after all.” Zach said. I looked up at him and gave him a small smile, and he smiled back. Then we continued, walking hand in hand until we came across a crate. Zach let go of my hand and walked to the crate.
“Zach? What are you doing?” He turned and smirked at me.
“If you’re going to be carrying that gun around, you’re going to need a place to put it.” he said. I had no idea where he was going with this. But then he took a holster belt out of the crate and handed it to me. I put it on and placed the gun in it.
We made it out of the village (finally) and started walking toward the woods – then I heard gun shots. I started to run with Zach right at my heels. Then we stopped. Agent Townsend was shooting – at a wolf! Agent Townsend kept shooting the wolf until it was dead then Zach and I ran to his aid. His leg was badly scraped. But was it from the wolf or something else?
“Well, took you long enough.” Agent Townsend said and I glared at him. Zach and I helped him to a campfire and we checked his wound. There was a first aid kit and I grabbed it and opened it up to find medical supplies such as bandages and morphine.
After we patched Agent Townsend up, we all tried getting some sleep but sleeping seemed like the hardest thing in the world at the moment. Once I closed my eyes; I felt strange. I had a really strange dream but, it didn’t feel like a dream – it felt real. I saw vivid images, heard muffled voices, and distinctly heard the words ‘get her’. I saw man chasing me and shooting at me with guns. Cammie! Cammie, wake up. It was Zach’s voice. I could hear him but, I couldn’t see him anywhere. Then my eyes suddenly snapped open and I saw Zach looking down at me with concern in his eyes.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“Yeah, I just had a nightmare that’s all.” I said.
My internal clock told me that it was at least 5:00 in the morning. The sun wasn’t even up yet. Zach was holding something that looked like some sort of transmitter.
“What are you going to do with that?” I asked him.
“We are going to hook it up to that radio tower.” he said pointing to the radio tower on the mountain.
“We?” I asked
“Yes, we.” he said.
“What about Townsend?” I asked
“He’s not going to be climbing anytime soon, and I’m not letting you out of my sight.” he explained.
I gave him a smile and kissed him. And then he smirked. Again. “Don’t you think we should tell Townsend we’re leaving?” I asked.
“He already knows.” Zach said as we began walking toward the mountain. On the way I heard static coming from the small two-way radio that was attached to my belt.
“Cammie? Zach? Are you guys there?”
It was Jonas.
“Jonas, are you okay? Where are you?” I asked into the radio.

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