Getting Arrested

Cammie's POV

So there I was sitting in a police cell, waiting for T to come and bail me out. Now you may be wondering who I am, well my name is Cameron Ann Morgan a.k.a Cammie, Camster, Chameleon and Trouble. I'm 16, have dishwasher blonde hair with bright blue streaks, bright blue eyes and a tendency to be able to disappear whenever I want to. I also have multiple piercings in my ears, one in my nose, two in my left eyebrow, one in my lip and a tattoo behind my left ear of a devil's horns and tail with an angel's halo. You might also be wondering why a sixteen year old is sitting in a police cell at 12:09AM on a Sunday morning, well lets just say that I was caught with something I shouldn't have had and it was the final straw for the cops, so they arrested me and now I'm waiting on my room mate T to come and bail me out as per our agreement.

T is my best friend and has helped me out in a couple of tough spots. In fact we actually met in a cell just down the hall from the one I'm in just now.

flashback - 3 and a half years ago

"But I didn't do anything!" I yelled as I was dragged into a cell by four cops. That's right four. It had taken seven to detain me and I had already knocked out a couple before the re-enforcements arrived.

"I'm sure your as innocent as fresh snow kid, but according to our colleges you were caught shoplifting, resisted arrest and assaulting several police officers." one of the cops said as they dumped me on one of the unoccupied benches and left.

"PIGS!" I screamed at their retreating backs. As I turned to see who else was in the cell with me, I noticed one of them laughing "Shut up or you'll be wearing your teeth as a necklace." I scowled at him. He laughed even more and replied

"I like my girls with a bit of spunk." as he held out his hand "The names Terrance Jones, but I prefer T and you are?"

"The name's Cammie and I ain't nobodies girl." as I disregarded his hand and sat back down on the bench, glaring the Morgan glare at him.

"Alright then, what are you in here for? I'm in for crashing my mum's boyfriends truck, though it was an accident I never meant to crash the thing but something ran in front of me and I panicked and tried to drive it straight through a telegraph pole. Lets just say it didn't end well and I think that this is the safest place for me to be until he calms down." T said, I just laughed thinking that this kid could proberly not even reach the peddles of a truck, let alone drive one.

"Didn't you hear me I haven't done anything and these pigs can't prove that I have." I smirked.

"Yeah and prison is filled with innocent people." He replied smiling.

"Yep" I said, popping the 'p', "And church is a club for sinners."

4 hours later

"Morgan, your guardian is here and has bailed you out." A guard yelled as he unlocked the door.

"Bye T, maybe catch you around." I said smirking as I exited the cell.

"You never know who you'll bump into buy accident Chameleon." he replied waving.

end

After that day we seemed to bump into each other a lot and we soon became good friends, much to my aunt's annoyance. When we turned 15 I asked him to move into my aunt's house with me seeing as she was away a lot with the Secret Service. He quite happily agreed and we decided then to set up the deal of if one of us gets nicked for anything, the other one had to come and bail us out, at ANY time of the day or night. Lets just say that it was certainly used on a fair few times in the past 18 months.

"Morgan, you're bail has been posted." A guard said as he unlocked the door for me. 'Finally' I thought 'what the hell had taken T so long'. As I left the cell area, I heard a voice that I hadn't heard in almost six months.

"Thank you so much officer, I'm very glad that you called me on this matter." my aunt said as she signed my release forms. 'Fuck' I thought as she looked up and caught sight of me and her eyes widen at my appearance. I looked at her and said "Look can you save your yelling and shit for tomorrow as I'm tired and can't really be fucked to pretend to listen while you lecture me about what a disappointment I am. And where the hell is T?" as I walked to the doors of the station. I smirked slightly at the looks of shock on the cops faces as the door closed behind me.

"Cameron, T is still at the house as I called him and told him that I would be coming to get you, before taking you to Gallagher tomorrow morning." My aunt replied, eerily calm as she unlocked the car and waited for me to get in.

"Wait how did you know that T was living at the house and what the fuck do you mean 'taking me to Gallagher'?" I asked as I slide into the car and Abby drove towards home.

"Cameron, I work for the secret service of course I'm going to know if someone other than you is living at the house, even if he doesn't stay there when I'm around and as long as there are no drinking, drugs or mad parties going on among other things," she gives me a significant look that makes me hope that there aren't cameras in any of the rooms or I'm fucked and not in the fun way, before continuing "I don't care if Terrance lives at the house and in fact I've told him that as long as my house stays standing, he is welcome to stay there for as long as he wants. And I'm taking you to Gallagher in order to continue with your schooling under a more strict routine."

"Fuck that, I'm not going anywhere and especially not where that bitch is." I say, as I slam open the door and walk to the lift, with Abby following at a more leisurely pace.

"Cameron, she is your mother and does want the best for you, even if you can't see that yourself and anyway Grant and Joe are there. So even if you don't want to see your mum then you can always ignore her but I think that it might do you some good to see your brother and Godfather for a bit. Now go to bed as it's late and we have an early start tomorrow" she says as she makes herself a cup of coffee.

"Whatever," I mutter as I storm off to my room.

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Abby's POV

"Hello, this is Abby Cameron who's this?" I say as I answer the phone, smiling as Joe sidles into the room. My smile turns into a frown when the person introduces themselves as Decetive Ryan Johnson of the NYPD.

"What's she done this time?" I ask as I put the phone on loudspeaker so Joe could hear as well.

"Well she was picked up for driving without a license and in an uninsured car but the reason we are calling you and not her normal bailiee is that when she was searched we recovered an unregistered gun. Now we know that Cameron may be a lot of trouble, but she has never had a gun before and we believe that it might be in her best interest to move away from New York and so if you can guarantee that you will move her away from here we will drop the charges as the gun had never been fired."

"Of course, it'll take me a few hours to get there Decetive as I'm currently away on business, but I can guarantee that Cameron will be moved and in fact have a place for her to go to immediately. Now do you mind telling me who you normally contact when Cameron is arrested?" I asked, looking at Joe who had turned an unnatural shade of red after hearing of Cammie's latest exploits.

"Well, there is a note in her file to call a Terrence Jones whenever Cameron gets arrested and it has been there for roughly 18 months. The same note is on Terrence's file for whenever he is arrested." Decetive Johnson replied.

"Thank you Decetive, I'll be there in a couple of hours." I replied hanging up.

"Who the hell is this Terrence kid Abby?!" Joe yelled as soon as I had hung up.

"He's one of Cam's friends Joe, and I have a feeling that he is the other person staying at the apartment with Cammie." I say, as I stand up and start walking towards the door in search of Rachel.

"What do you mean the other person staying in your apartment, Abby? And why is he the person the police call to bail Cammie out?" Joe asked following me out of my office.

"I mean that on one of my visit back, I found a t-shirt that didn't fit Cammie in the wash along with an extra toothbrush and toiletries in the bathroom. And I'm assuming that Cammie hacked the police files and attacked that note herself so that I wouldn't get contacted every time that she was arrested." I replied as we walked into Rachel's office.

"Well what can I do for you tonight Abby, Joe?" Rachel asked looking up from her computer.

"I just came to tell you that your daughter was arrested earlier today and had possession of a gun, Rachel." I said as I took a seat.

"A gun? What was she doing with a gun Abby?" Rachel looked shocked as she asked me.

"I don't know what she was doing with a gun, Rach but as long as Cammie can be moved, and moved quickly, the police won't press charges. So I am bringing Cammie here to continue with her studies." I informed my sister, looking her dead in the eye as I said it.

"Abby, you can't bring her here. She hates me." Rachel said, "She has since Matt disappeared."

"Rachel, if she doesn't come here, she will be going to prison, not juvenile hall. She will be tried as an adult and with her history, convicted. Do you want that?" Joe asked quietly. "Her track record isn't the best. She's been expelled from 7 different schools, suspended God knows how many times and has spent 9 different times in juvenile hall."

"Fine, I don't want my baby to go to jail, but she's going to be disruptive here as well. Especially as she won't want to come in the first place, but I won't put up a fight." Rachel finally said, "But you two are in charge of her and I don't want her disrupting the exchange."

"Rachel, I don't think she would disrupt the exchange, especially as Grant's here on it and you know how much they care for each other." I said as I got up, "I'll see you in a few days." As I left I kissed Joe and waved to my sister, before getting into my car.