- Six Impossible Things -
Sixth - I Died.
Death. It was something everyone had to face. I just never thought I would have to so soon. My life had gone by so fast, I feel like I never really got the chance to live. It had been so short. Shouldn't it be a crime for one to have to die so young? At the mere age of 26? I hardly seemed fair to me. Now, all I was left with were my memories.
Memories. Of everyone I loved. Bex, Macey, Liz, Grant, Jonas, My Mom, Aunt Abby, Mr. Solomon, Zach...Zach.
I missed him. I needed him.
I remember the day I had come home after being a prisoner for two weeks. Everyone had been there to greet me.
I stepped off the Helicopter, my legs never gave way, no matter how weak I was(being held prisoner seems to do that to a person), my stomatch never growled, no matter how hungry I was, and, even though it seemed like they could, no one seemed able to hear my heartbeat beating very loudly in my chest.
Zach. I could see Zach. Finally.
I had pictured this moment in my mind. It had given me hope for coming back. It had kept me alive. Zach was someone I had to come back for, someone I could never get enough of, someone I needed to see again.
Don't get me wrong, I missed my sister's, more then you know. But Zach would always be the one person I had to come back to, the one person I felt I could rely on completely. I know he never gave up faith that I would come back.
Maybe it was because I went to school with Bex, Liz and Macey, so the thought of us going off to missions and getting captured was not something new to us. It was not alien like the thought of never seeing Zach again. With my sisters we sometimes talked about how one of us might not come back some day, but with Zach, we always said the other would come back, no matter what. Because that was how it worked. Thats how love worked. The other always came back. Without Zach I was a half, he completed me.
I smiled when I saw my mom standing there, looking at me like I was the most important person in the world.
I flung myself at them, enveloping them all in a group hug, not ever wanting to let go again.
If I were not a spy, I would've cried, but since I was, and my old Cove Op's teacher was standing there, I decided not to, although my Mom looked pretty close.
I felt a grin break across my face as we all stepped back and I felt Zach come up behind me and put his arms around me.
"How are you, sweetie?" Mom asked worridly. "Are you okay? Did they hurt you too bad? You look pretty beat up."
"Mom, I'm fine." I smiled. And I really was, I had never felt better in my life. "More then fine, actually."
"Cameron Anne Morgan, don't you ever scare us like that again." Bex threatened, glaring at me darkly, but I could see a ghost of a smile on her lips.
"Yes, Ma'am." I said, hugging her very tightly and very awkwardly, because Zach refused to let go of me.
"You are one strange kid, Zachary." Bex said.
Zach grinned, "Thanks, Rebecca. Love you too."
"I'm so glad you're okay, Cammie." Liz squeeled as she threw her arms around my neck.
"I missed you so much, Lizzy!" I exclaimed, really meaning it, I had missed my little Liz.
"What about me?" Macey asked, "Do I get a hug too?"
I laughed, "Of course, Macey! I missed you too!" I said as I threw my arms around her, hugging her tightly.
"Abby wanted to be here, but she had a mission." Mom told me as I let go of Macey.
I nodded, "I really just want to get home, anyway."
"Yeah." Zach said, "Let's go home."
Zach and I had gotten married shortly after. It was a small wedding, but it was absolutely perfect.
"You look beautiful, Cammie!" Liz exclaimed, coming into my changing room as soon as Macey was done with me. Bex on her heels.
"Absolutely gorgeous!" Bex agreed.
I laughed, "Thanks, guys."
"You really do, Cammie." Macey insisted, "Zach is gonna flip!"
"Zach doesnt 'flip'" I reminded them, using quotation marks to help prove my point.
"There's a first time for everything!" Bex sang while skipping around me in a circle and playing with my hair.
"Don't touch her hair!" Macey scolded, "I finally got it perfect!"
"Chill, Mace. I wasn't messing it up." Bex said, but she stopped all the same.
"Sorry, I'm just...nervous." Macey admitted.
"Your nervous?" Liz laughed, "You're not even the one getting married!"
"I know." Macey sighed, "I can't explain it." then she shrugged, "Ah, well. Cammie, are you excited?"
"Yes." I said nervously, "And nervous." I admitted, "What if Zach doesn't show up? Or what if he finally realizes what a weirdo I am and leaves me at the alter?"
"Cammie, thats not gonna happen." Bex assured me, "He loves you. Trust me."
"But how do you know that? Did he tell you?" I asked hurridly.
"I can tell, Cams." Macey said. "It's all over his face every time he looks at you."
I let out a breath I didn't realize I had been holding, "You sure?"
"We're positive, Cam." Liz said confidently.
I nodded, "Okay..."
There was a knock on the door.
"Come in!" Bex hollered, making me jump.
Mr. Solomon walked in, "Ready, Cammie?"
Mr. Solomon had agreed to walk me down the alter, since my dad wasn't here to do it.
I nodded, "Yeah, I'm good." Then stood up and walked over to him.
"You look beautiful, Cammie." He told me.
I smiled, "Thanks."
Just then the music started, and the flower girls skipped down the isle, throwing flowers petels randomly. Next went Macey and Liz, my bridesmaids. Then Bex, my Maid of Honor. It was a close call, but I figured I had been with Bex through most everything, so she was my Maid of Honor. Not that Liz or Macey were upset, they were all happy for me no matter what I decided to do.
I was suddenly nervous as Solomon tugged my arm, telling me it was time for me to walk down the isle. What if Zach wasn't there? What if he decided not to come? I'd always been afriad of being left at the alter. But as soon as Solomon had tugged me far enough, I saw Zach was there, watching me anxiously. I grinned to show him I was fine, and then I was the one tugging Solomon.
Zach grinned, and I could tell he really wanted to laugh, as I was practically running down the isle, Solomon in tow.
"Cammie, slow down!" Solomon whispered.
I stopped suddenly and Solomon walked right past me, obviously not expecting me to stop. I laughed right out loud, and so did Zach.
"Cammie, I am never walking you down the isle ever again." Solomon said.
"I don't think you'll have to." I told him, smiling at him.
"Can we just continue walking?" He asked.
"Oh, yeah!" I suddenly remembered that everyone was watching me and blushed.
Solomon offered me his arm and I took it, and continued down the isle.
I smiled at the memory. It was my very favorite one. My second would have to be when I got home after a two week mission and my friends threw me a surpise party.
I walked up the stairs to mine and Zachs apartment. It felt good to be home. I hadn't realized how much I'd missed it, missed Zach. And Bex. And Macey. And Liz. And everyone, really.
I reached the second floor and walked to apartment 2B, unlocking the door and pushing it open.
"SUPRISE!" Liz, Macey, and Bex yelled, jumping up from behind the couch.
I looked around the room and saw balloons and snacks everywhere. And, in the corner near the TV, four sleeping bags and pillows.
"Whats this?" I asked, before they all attacked me in a hug, sending us all crashing to floor.
"We missed you so much, Cammie!" Bex yelled.
"It wasn't the same here without you!" Liz yelled.
"Zach seemed almost depressed half the time!" Macey yelled, almost laughing.
"I did not!" Zach yelled, entering from the Kitchen on the right.
"Zach!" I yelled, and jumped up to hug him.
He grinned and hugged me. "I missed you, Cams."
I could tell my friends were holding back 'aww's.
"I missed you, too, Zach." I said, hugging him close before pulling back slightly. "Are you going to join our sleepover?"
Bex laughed, "No. He was just leaving." Then she started to push him out the door I had just entered.
"Why can't he?" I asked sadly.
"Yeah, Rebecca, why can't I?" Zach asked. Zach always called Bex Rebecca, even though she
hated it. But, for some reason, she never really got mad at him, she just called him Zachary.
"Because, Zachary," See? "This is a girls night. And you are not a girl."
"Well, I can't argue with that." Zach said.
"I could." Macey grinned. Zach glared at her.
"See ya tomorrow, Cammie." Zach called over his shoulder, walking up to the door.
"Okay, bye!" I screamed just as Zach closed the door.
"I am so glad you guys aren't all kissy in front of us." Liz smiled.
I laughed, "I'm glad you and Jonas aren't either."
Jonas and Liz had been dating for 3 years and still weren't married! Or even engaged! Although, we're pretty sure Jonas is planning on asking her soon.
Bex and Grant are engaged, but not married yet. Not for a few months. But they kiss in front of us all the time, its gross!
Macey is currently single, or, at least, last I heard.
"So, you got a boy yet, Mace?" I asked.
"Nope." She said, settling into the couch, "I had one for a week, but it didn't work out."
"If it was just for a week how could you tell?" I laughed, sitting on the arm of the couch, Bex sitting on the armchair, and Liz sitting on the coffee table.
"I can just tell." Macey said, completely serious.
I laughed, "So what else has happened since I've left?"
And we went on gossiping and watching movies for the rest of the night.
It had been the best sleepover ever. Really, the absolute best.
Now, you're probably wondering how I died. It wasn't as painful as most spys, and that I was thankful for.
It was only shot once, on a mission in Peru. And as soon as I was down Zach was there, carrying me away.
"Are you okay, Cams?" Zach asked, holding me bridal style.
"Yeah, yeah," I said, holding my stomatch in pain. "I think so."
"No, you're not," He said, sitting against the wall and putting me gingerly in his lap. "You're not okay."
"It's okay, Zach," I said, reaching up the hand that wasn't holding my stomatch to caress his face. "It's going to be okay."
"No, it's not, Cammie." Zach said, he looked like he was about to cry. "Look at you, Cammie, you're dying. And we have no help here."
"We'll find someone, Zach," I said, but my thoughts were getting fuzzier, my voice was fading, almost slurring now. "Somone will help."
"Cammie," He said, "Come on, Cammie, don't go to sleep. Stay up."
Never in all my life have I ever seen Zach sounding so desprate, so scared.
"I'll try, Zach," I said, forcing my eyes to stay open. I could see Zach's face staring at me worridly. We both knew there was nothing we could do to help. Nowhere we could go.
Zach kissed my softly.
"I love you, Gallagher Girl."
"I love you, too, Blackthorne Boy."
Zach pulled me close, burying his head in my hair. I could feel his tears soak my head.
"Always." I whispered, closing my eyes.
I missed Zach, but I knew he would be here soon. And we would be together again. And nothing could seperate us then. We would be together forever.
I missed my friends. I could see them all the time, see what they were doing, watch them. I could see my Mom, and Solomon, but they couldn't see me. And they never would be able to again.
But at least I know they're safe. And I can watch over them, making sure their okay all the time, never letting anything or anyone harm them.
Because really, what kind of friend would I be if I didn't?
A/N: That's the end.
I hated writing about Cammie dying. :/ I was almost crying myself.
Thanks for reading!