Paternal Bonds Shattered

Disclaimer: Do I need to say it? I don't own iCarly

A/N: Okay hopefully people are going to read this and review, I have faith because I know PB was a popular story. So far it seems no one's bothered to look at it.

Chapter 2 (First Goal)

Hector stepped into the home of a friend of his, a man by the name of Victor Oswin. Victor was an old friend, someone that he knew he could confide in. Victor worked as a major publicist, so he could get Hector a job. It was all about having connections. "So you're wanting a job as an editor?" Victor asked while sipping his beer.

"Either that or a publicist, yes," Hector replied while sitting on the couch. He needed to be able to make some money to live off of. He would do anything to make a full turnaround with his life, in regards to his money. "I am very literate, as you do know." Victor nodded his head and looked into his fireplace, where a raging fire was. He didn't have any problem getting him a job, having him be a partner in his company. After all, Hector would make a lot of money. "If you work with me, you know how major we are, right? The Chesterton Publishing Company…anyone we publish usually goes on to become great things."

"Yeah, I understand that."

"That means you have to take great care and pride in all works that you see. We can't publish just anyone, you know." Hector nodded once more as Victor set his glass on the table and leaned back in his recliner. He pulled the footrest out and placed his legs on it. "Hector, anyone we publish, we earn a profit in royalties. You could be making millions just as quickly as an author does. So if you're really sure you want to become a publisher, then you do need to know the perks and the downfalls. Is this job for you, and so forth? That's the question you need to ask yourself."

"Yes, I want the job." Victor nodded and smiled at his friend. He and Hector both rose from their seats and shook each other's hands.

"Then I'll put you on as my business partner. Everything we do Hector, we're going to have to do together. I'll have to watch you for the first few weeks, you understand. I have to make sure you're going to do your job right and well." He had the faith that Hector could handle the job, but now he just needed to see that.

"I'll do a damn good job. By the way, can I make a phone call? Father's day is coming up and I need to call my ex…" Victor nodded and pointed towards the phone and Hector thanked him while picking it up and dialing Amy. "Hey Amy, I'm out of jail now and would like to come see you and Sam."

"Oh, you're…out now?" Amy asked, with an unsure voice. She was both happy for him and terrified of him. She actually wasn't sure if she wanted him to come around her or around Sam, something was just giving her bad vibes. However, Sam was looking forward to seeing her father for the first time in years, so she couldn't deny her that right.

"Yeah, and just in time for father's day too!" Amy frowned and slowly nodded her head. Why the hell did she have such bad feelings about this man? Had he not been released on good behavior? Surely he wouldn't bring anyone any harm, so what was she afraid of? "With it in a few days, I thought I'd come pay you guys a visit now. Did you hear I'm getting a job?"

"Oh? Where at?"

"I'm going to be partnering up with my old friend, Victor, at the Chesterton Publishing Company." Amy nodded and smiled slightly, happy to see that Hector wanted to pursue a career in the field of writing.

"If you want, I guess you could come over for dinner tonight. That's up to you, but why don't you go and surprise Sam? They're at Carly's house with Carly's and Freddie's dads."

"Okay, I'll be sure to do that." Hector smiled as he and Amy said their farewells. For some reason, he had a bad feeling churning inside his gut. Something just didn't sit right with him. "So Victor, if you don't mind…for just a couple of days, can I stay here? I don't think Amy's going to let me stay with her and the kid."

"Yeah, that's fine," Victor replied nonchalantly. He really didn't care where Hector stayed.

"Thank you for your hospitality. I'm going to go, I want to meet up with my daughter."

"Have a good time." Hector nodded and quickly left the house. As he made his way to Bushwell Plaza, he ran into Jeremy once again. He frowned as the boy walked up to him, revenge set in his eyes. Hector wasn't really sure what to make of him, he just seemed all around like a bad seed.

"You again, what do you want from me? I'm still not sure I want to torture her for you…I mean she is my daughter."

"Oh is she?" Hector raised his eyebrow as Jeremy slowly pulled a picture from his pocket. He frowned as the youth silently lifted the picture. Hector's eyes went wide and his palms began to grow sweaty. The picture was of the girl he molested years ago. He'd pushed those memories back, so he could become a better person. "Maybe you can think of her like this girl…"

"No! You don't know what you're doing…" Hector looked away as Jeremy smirked dangerously, he'd hit a spot. He then faced Hector once more and put the picture in his face. Hector groaned and took a step back, all the memories were flooding back.

"This girl looks a lot like Sam…" Jeremy knew it wasn't Sam, he knew well enough however, that the girl was similar in appearance. She had curly blonde hair and similar features. Hell, she was even the same height. Her name was Brenda, though, and that was not like Sam. "Maybe it is Sam. I want you to think about that." He wanted to see what it would be like to awaken the beast, to awaken the demon. "Think about the girl that got away. Sam…Sam is not your daughter, she is this girl."

"No, damn you…" Hector quickly walked past Jeremy, trying to get away from him. Jeremy smirked and bowed his head, now he would work on building up the perfect team. Soon, he would get his perfect revenge on all the trauma Sam inflicted. Sam, and all those other jackasses out there who tortured him for years. She would represent every last one of them. He just needed to coax an ex criminal to help him out. After all, what hell would it be when your own father tortures the hell out of you?

Hector made his way to Carly's apartment, ignoring Jeremy. He knocked and smiled as the door started to open. Carly stared at him and blinked, not recognizing who he was. "Who are you?" Carly asked while tilting her head to the side.

"I'm Hector Puckett, Amy told me that Sam would be here…"

"Oh! You're Sam's dad!" Spencer and his father, Steven, were standing around a sculpture. Spencer was showing it off while Steven was trying to talk to him about sculpting and finishing law school. Spencer looked over at Hector and frowned, now something just really wasn't sitting right with even him. He shrugged it off and went back to what he was doing. Freddie was seated on the couch while his father talked to him, although he was doing his best to ignore his father. "Sam! Your dad's here!"

"Dad?" Sam's voice called from upstairs. She quickly made her way down the stairs and stopped when she saw him. She smiled as he locked his eyes with her. "Dad you're here."

"Amy told me you were here." Sam smiled as Hector entered the house. She quickly ran up to him and gave him a hug, she was thrilled to see him finally out of prison. Carly leaned against the wall and smiled as she crossed her arms over, it was nice that Sam got to see her father.

Something wasn't right, though. Hector couldn't bear to look at his daughter. Had what that kid, Jeremy, said and done affected him? No, it couldn't be. Sam did look like that girl, and it was messing with him. He closed his eyes tightly and tried to push the thoughts back, but he couldn't. He was losing it, slowly his grip on reality was vanishing.

"Dad are you all right?" Hector opened his eyes to see Sam looking at him cautiously. He smiled and patted her shoulder.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks." Henry Benson looked over from the couch and stared at Hector for a minute. Henry had a goal to become the chief of police one day, but right now, he was just a rank above Lieutenant. He recognized Hector and knew why he had been in prison, but he wasn't going to say anything of it. It seemed like he wanted to make a solid plan to turn around.

"So," Carly said as she pushed herself from the wall. "Mr. Puckett, what'd you go in for?" Hector chuckled nervously and shook his head, he was not about to say that in front of a police agent and a bunch of kids.

"Carly, that's a rude question to ask," Freddie said while glancing over at his dad. He knew better than to ask, but he had an idea he knew what it was all about. Hell, even Sam didn't know why her father had been in prison. Carly shrugged and walked over to her dad.

"It was just a question. So, who wants the pictures for Father's Day done?" She grabbed her camera and everyone started to gather around. "Sam, let's get you and your dad first." Sam smiled and quickly stepped next to her father. He smiled as Carly started to turn the camera on.

"So if you don't mind me asking," Sam whispered quietly. "Why did you go to prison? Mom never talks about it."

"I don't want to talk about it," Hector answered quietly. Sam slowly nodded and looked to the camera, she could easily respect that. She didn't know her dad much, so she just wanted to get to know him a little more.

"Say cheese, guys," Carly said as she aimed the camera upon the two. Hector and Sam grinned. This was a picture that would hopefully last forever, nobody would tear it apart. Carly snapped the photo, and just like that, the week of Father's Day was off to a great start.

Please. Review. Hope you enjoyed this. I really hope this one isn't a flop...or that people only care about my stories if they have mostly Sam and Freddie together...which is really what it seems like lately. Except Boarded, since people are reading at it. Did the people on fanfiction really change that much? Does no one care for my type of action/adventure/drama stories anymore and all anyone wants is fluff and happiness? Cause I'm starting to notice that trend here. I am not a fluff author, get used to that.