I'm SO SORRY for not updating sooner! Life's just been chaotic at the moment, and I know this is not what you want to hear, but my other fanfic, From Roseville with Love, is so much easier to write. Sorry!

Thank you to angel4eva-15 for being the only one to review so far :( It isn't that hard you know, you just press that button down there...

Anyway, on with the story...

DISCLAIMER: I don't own the amazing Gallagher Girl books – Ally Carter does

I gazed around the room with a blissful expression my face - until I was hit round the head. I spun around to see Bex ready herself for an answering thump from me. Her face drooped when I didn't do anything.

"What happened to the Cammie who would tackle me back?" she whispered.

"She forgot what it was like to have friends," I answered. Macey snorted.

"You weren't gone for that long!"

"She calls – I mean, I call - two months a long time," I retorted. "I nearly went mad out of boredom. For me, that means I was there for a long time." There was silence. Then a knock on the door:

"Quick!" Liz hissed, "Under the bed!" She pushed my head down, the rest of my body following it. If it was Mom, she would be able to find me without thinking: under the bed is the classic Morgan hiding place. Although she'd have to know that I was here...

"Um, hello Mrs Morgan," I heard Macey stutter.

"Ms McHenry," I imagined Mom acknowledging my friend with her usual cool nod. "I was wondering if you had heard anything from Cameron. She's been discovered missing from...where she was being held. I thought she might have tried to contact you."

"We haven't got anything," Bex said. "How did you kn- how did she escape?" Wonderful. If I didn't know Bex better, I'd say she almost gave something away. Peering through the bed legs in front of me I knew Mom was thinking the same by the way she gave my friends a hard stare before answering.

"Her rescuers created a tunnel from the roof of her cell to the wider world," she said, "A tunnel which is too small for any adult to have made, or indeed, to crawl through." I held my breath, hoping my mom - while being one of the best spies in the world - might not notice the glint of terror in Liz's eyes. "But if you're sure you don't know anything, not even where the path leads to…" Mom paused and looked back before leaving the room, "then I'm sorry for disturbing you. I hope we find Cammie before anyone else does." And at that moment, I was almost certain that she'd found my eyes and let the ghost of a smile flit across her face. I blinked, and she was gone.

"Cammie?" I shrieked with surprise and sat up suddenly, banging my head in the process. I slithered into the room and rubbed my head, all the while glaring at Bex.

"That hurt!" I moaned.

"Sorry. Did you hear how close she was to finding you? And discovering that we broke you out?" Bex fretted. She was pacing the room and wringing her hands in a display of such unBexness that I had to smile, even in the current situation. "What's so funny?"

"Nothing," I smirked. Bex looked freaked out.

"You can't laugh! This is serious!" I couldn't stop giggle escaping from my lips. "Stop it!" Macey was starting to chuckle too, and eventually Liz joined in. "Wha-" I couldn't refrain from bursting out with laughter. Liz had jumped on Bex from behind, and the usually rough-and-tough Bex was sprawled on the floor, while we rolled around in hysterics. I'm not quite sure what was so funny, but I guess the sight of Liz acting like Bex and Bex like Liz was just so unusual, that I half expected Bex to say "oopsy daisy!" Instead she got up and glowered at us with her hands on her hips. That set me off again, and it was a good three minutes forty-three seconds before I wiped the tears from my eyes and climbed shakily onto the bed.

"Now, our plan of action. We need to keep Cammie a secret from everyone obviously…"Bex trailed off, which was probably a good idea: Macey was red in the face and was digging her long nails into a pillow, fighting to keep the mirth back. I tried to resist the pull of the laughter, but I mean Bex? Planning something? She was the one who launched in to anything without a second thought. I honestly tried, but I failed: I collapsed on the bed, howling with laughter.

Sorry, I lost my train of thought somewhere around Cammie banging her head, and I decided I owed it to you guys to finish another chapter, so I tried to make it a little bit funny. Sorry if it didn't work. The next chapter will be a bit more serious, and that's when the Blackthorne lot come in! Please R&R, even if to tell me off for leaving it so long?

-wolfergirl