Will You See Me?

Sick

(A/N Ok maybe I lied, there is a character who is introduced in United We Spy.)

It turns out, that they were going to interrogate me about the attack and that my sisters were fine. In fact, the next time I woke up, the Operatives made sure that Diana and Bianca were the first things that I saw.

So all is well. Except for my constant pounding headache- which is still only getting worse after a week. I should check that out. They only said I had a minor concussion but it has started to get really bad, which shouldn't have happened- I know, I checked medical files and read up on it.

Anyway, I ended up having to tell a few operatives- the ones who were there for the interrogation- about my fear, which was not fun at all, and some of the doctors gave me medication in case I have a panic attack again. Fun. The girls still don't know and I hope that they never will. I just need to keep ME under MY control.

Schist. Headache. There is a massive pounding in my ears, and my surroundings pulse different colours around me in time with the pounding. I stumble, no longer able to see clearly- and I nearly go over the banister. Seriously? I get a headache now? Of all the times, this one is the worst. With the worst headache, too. I'm going down the stairs towards dinner- the loudest place in the entire mansion and of course I get a headache.

I steady myself on the banister, nearly pitching myself over AGAIN. I bite my tongue to withhold a scream of pain as a sound as loud as a marching band goes off in my ears, just from the effort of pulling myself upright- only to have my knees buckle underneath me and I fall, this time to my knees. But this time I actually scream but try to muffle it with my shirt as I think 1000 elephants just stamped all over my head. Definitely the worst headache yet. I groan and struggle to keep myself upright. I close my eyes, trying to find balance in the blackness but instead I find my worst enemy- dizziness. I open my eyes, only to see the world in black and white and falling sideways. Schist. My mouth opens and I see a flash of blue in the black and white world, but a putrid smell follows just after. I vomited. Gross.

I sigh, because I honestly don't think I can get up, as I can barely see. And everyone is at dinner. Yum. My stomach rumbles just thinking about it. I missed dinner last night. The headache was really bad. Not this bad, but bad.

My vision is almost completely gone but the pain in my head reduces to 900 elephants stomping so I get on my hands and knees and crawl to where I know the top of the staircase should be. I only took 5 steps down but it feels like it takes half an hour to get to the top and into the corridor- the corridor with Gilly's sword in it. If I hit it, then I will definitely pass out so I need to be careful and just get to the Gallagher family tapestry- just so I can slip in there and THEN pass out. So no one knows. No one knows about the headaches, or that the vomit was me, although it won't take long to figure that bit out. Eh, my friends didn't even know that I was gone. They probably thought that I was playing a prank. Good. Let's keep them out of the pain of my life.

I just make it through as I think about my roomies but then blackness takes over and I can't close the passage way behind me.

I stand outside of a door in a mansion- no, a castle. The door is partly open. I'm listening to my mother speak to someone else. "Listen, Cam", that's my mum's voice. "I don't want to drag her into all the pain that is my life. She doesn't deserve to have to go through the torture of being hunted by the CIA or-" I can tell that she has been cut off with a look, because sometimes she gives me a look that shuts me right up. I don't really like that look. "And you did?" That must be 'Cam' talking. "Did you deserve to get chased by terrorists, weeds in the CIA? Did I?" Her voice gets softer now, "Did I? Did you? Nobody deserves what happened to us, Amy." My mum sounds near tears as she speaks. "So, help me save my daughter from the same troubles, Cam. Please. Please help me, Cam."

The Blackness comes back, but then it shifts to a different scene.

It's the same doorway as last time and the same room but it's a different voice- neither of them are my mothers. But one of them is Cam.

"What do we tell her, Cam? What can we? We love her. She's our sister and we're on her side and so are the girls but MI6 and CIA are split, they can't offer her any more protection. Secret Services are with Interpol, saying that she's dangerous and needs to be arrested for trying to start World War III 10 years ago, but we all know that that isn't right. "I hear a deep breath being drawn. 

"We tell her all of it. We know that Interpol and the rest won't believe them if we tell them what really happened. Macey is breaking her Code of Conduct by even being here anymore. And she's our sister. We tell her all of it." I peek in and see that they are hugging and the darker haired one is sniffing as if she's going to cry and a thought pops into my head that doesn't belong to me. 'Aunt Bex doesn't cry.' I know immediately that Bex is the other person in there, but I don't know where I know her from. 

"She's so young, Cam. So young with so many responsibilities. I can't deal with her being hunted again. She was much too young last time. We all were." I scurry back into the shadows of a lounge chair, thinking.

A pounding headache wakes me up from my- well, I don't quite know what that was- they felt like memories, but that sounds like some cliché thing from a novel that I would have loved to read at age 10 or 11. When I open my eyes, I see that the passage is closed behind me and I have a blanket and pillow. Someone has been playing Gallagher-mother or maybe even father.

I sigh and check the time (in my head, of course. What do you think I am? Normal? Ha.), I'm late for CoveOps. But then I smirk. Let's have some fun. I quickly stop by my room and grab a pack of cards and a piece of paper. Of course I already have a sharpie in my sleeve. (You never know.) And I begin the journey into one of my favourite passageways, the one that leads straight to the SubLevels- or more specifically- the vent at the top room of SubLevel 1.

It takes 3 minutes and 42 seconds because I was writing and walking, thinking as well. This was more than a prank. It was a test. A test for Gallagher Academy and the staff. How far would they go if they thought I was in danger? Because someone is obviously after me, and I need to know who.

I slide easily into the vent with my thin frame and climb silently until I'm next to the grate but still out of sight. And then I drop the paper.

Right onto Mr. Solomon's desk.