It should have been easy slipping back into my old life. It wasn't. The once homely mansion felt like a suffocating prison. I wanted to breathe, I wanted to go back. Will my friends let me go...or will I push them away? I was determined to start again. Start everything again. But when my past and my reality clash one day...I'm twisted back in time, fighting against reality. Zammie

Please read Twisted Time before this story...you don't have to but I recommend it :D

'Cammie' He appeared from behind 'The comms went down, are you okay?'

'Cammie' The guy in front of me said 'What's going on?'

'You shouldn't be here' I choked out finally finding my voice

'We need to talk'

'She's not going anywhere with you!' His voice boomed. His eyes burning

'You don't know her like I do!'

'I know more about her than you do' He spat

'Neither of you know me!' I screamed 'I don't know me!'

'It's okay Cam' A hand stretched out in front of me. I stepped back, feeling a fog wrap around me, my brain began to pound against my skull. The air seemed thinner.

'I can't breathe' I whispered feeling my whole body shake

'Watch out!' Someone shouted. I couldn't hear anything or see anything else...because I fell.

Chapter 1 Know Nothing

Cam POV

'Are you going to eat that?' Grant asked from across the table. I shook my head and passed my plate over to him.

'You need to eat Cam' Zach said from beside me

'I'm fine' I snapped, fidgeting in my uniform. Despite the fact that these were my clothes I felt alien in them. The material wasn't soft like I thought it was. It was itchy and scratchy, a reminder that possibly I didn't belong. 1 month I'd been back. One month back being a spy. One month away from the lie that was me.

'So Cameron' A girl by the name of Tina slid across the bench towards me 'It's good to have you back'

'Um...thanks' I muttered looking at my hands

'My sources say that you were in a top secret mission for the CIA involving deep cover'

'Your sources are wrong' Bex snapped

'She's not' I glanced up and looked at Tina 'My cover was being normal' I shrugged

'Monitoring who?' Her eyes were wide and interested

'Drop it Tina' Zach hissed

'All I'm saying is that you truly are a Chameleon' Tina shrugged 'You disappeared just like your father'

'Enough' I snapped standing up 'I didn't disappear, I was taken. There's a big difference' Tina opened her mouth to say something but decided not to.

'Miss Morgan' I turned around to see a man with piercing blue eyes standing behind me

'I'd like to have a word with y-'

'Who are you?' I asked looking at the others for help

'I'm agent Townsend, we met in London'

'I've never been to London'

'Yes you have. You went Ice skating with the Baxters' He said simply. I looked at Bex and she nodded. 'I'm not going to hurt you Cam' He said

'That's what they said' I felt a chill down my spine

'Who?' Liz asked

'C-'

'Miss Morgan, I'd like to continue this conversation in private' His british accent was clearer and sharper than Bex's. They didn't seem to echo like the other chatter that filled the hall, but instead it sliced across the small gap between us. I nodded and followed him to a small classroom just off of the hallway. He rested on the desk and gestured for me to sit down. 'Your mother asked me to talk to you, considering I interrogated you in London, she hoped that I could help you remember'

'What if I don't want to remember?' I asked 'Since being back here no one has mentioned where I was these last few years, no one cares that I've lost people I trust. Everything feels...fake'

'Fake?' He raised his eyebrows

'Everyone's treading carefully around me like…'

'Like what?' He pressured

'Like they don't know which Cameron I am'

'It was interesting that you had the name Gallagher when you were in California'

'I had that name when I was found'

'Can you tell me about that day? Any details at all?' I closed my eyes and felt my hands curl next to me.

'I woke up running'

'You don't remember where or how you started running?'

'No. I just remember running...then there were headlights...and…' The images of Oliver and Michelle filled my head, the kindness that they showed me, I saw all our different trips, the water fight me and Oliver had in the garden, he said I was a good shot that day. I remember I dropped the gun, ran inside and cried. I then ran to the woods. And I met Tyler. I didn't tell Townsend any of this, they were too personal, too real. Instead I opened my eyes and glared at him 'The rest of it is in the report. I've answered these questions months ago' I snapped. My tone becoming colder. He sensed it but just smiled

'We want to find who took you and why…' now it was his turn to leave the sentence hanging off, and my turn to ask

'Why what?'

'Why they kept you alive' His eyes pierced mine. There was no emotion in them, he was as innocent in that sense as me. We both didn't know and we both wanted to know. 'What I didn't find in your report was the letters you wrote' I froze 'They were mentioned by the others...they didn't know what you put in them but you made them drive around town before leaving. What was in the letters Cameron?'

'They were goodbyes' I said plainly

'Did you share any secrets? Your real name? Where you were going?'

'No'

'The morning after you left, there was a fire in an office building. One that was rented out to a certain Dr Steve. Care to explain?'

'I didn't do it'

'Of course you didn't...but you left him a note, didn't you?'

'More like a warning' I muttered

'You should have informed us before'

'Why? It's not your battle to fight. That was my life for 3 fucking years! And I've dropped it all to come here. I shouldn't be giving answers, I should be given answers'

'We know the same Cameron' His tone was softer, less threatening

'So we know nothing' I whispered

'Not nothing, just not everything'

'I can't do this' I slumped back in my chair 'I don't know who I am anymore'

'What is your gut telling you to do?' He asked just as my stomach gave a low rumble 'Apart from eating' He added with a small smile

'Run' I said simply

'Run where? What from?'

'I DON'T KNOW' I shouted feeling angry with myself. 'I don't know' I muttered softly feeling a weight pull down on me

'It's alright Cameron. You'll figure it out soon'

Author's note: New story! I knew I had to write more! Okay I haven't decided when I'm updating this story so check out my profile for dates xxx