Hey, people. Ok, I have nothing to say except the time is 4: 30 in the freakin morning! I'm so tired.

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Arnold POV

I was working on some pipes for some Alexandra something. Mean woman. I was humming to myself when I heard some whispering. For some reason, it reminded me of James and I stopped humming. I thought about how Andrew had called this morning and told me that my only nephew was dead. It made me sad to think about how such an innocent, caring little boy had died such a horrible death. To die alone and right after your mother died. I felt so sorry for Andrew. I had to go find a wrench so I turned around….. To find my supposedly dead nephew, staring me in the face.

"James!" He was standing next to the beautiful daughter of the owner. She had an amazing figure and her wild red hair was floating around her face, framing it.

"Oh my Lord! I thought you were dead! Everyone thinks you're dead. By the way, would you mind explaining why everyone thinks you're dead?"

Victoria came up to me and told me she'd be explaining for James. She led me into a room that, just like the rest of the store, was cluttered and disorganized. She found herself a place to sit and told me to sit down wherever I wanted. I followed James' example and sat on the floor.

"James' father abused him." Were the first word that came out of her mouth. I was shocked. James couldn't handle this ad left the room. "You have to promise you won't tell anyone. Especially not your brother." I nodded. "After his wife died, he would come home drunk and physically abuse his own son. When James couldn't handle anymore, he ran away. He came into the store after being chased by a mugger. I immediately fell in love with him and asked him if he would like to stay and be my own. He agreed. We… found a boy who looked like James and left him in the streets. I didn't like to do it, but he's my James now and I'd do anything for him." Her monologue made me speechless.

"Of course, I won't tell anyone. You have my word. But can I speak to my nephew for a moment?"

She nodded. "Yes. I'll go fetch him and you can stay here, alright?"

"Yes, yes." I waited in the room while she got James for me.

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JPOV

"Oh my Lord! I thought you were dead! Everyone thinks you're dead. By the way, would you mind explaining why everyone thinks you're dead?" He said, all in one breath. I've always wondered how he did that.

Victoria answered for me. "Hello, I'm Victoria. If you please, I'll be explaining for James."

Uncle Arnold looked at her suspiciously, but like the gentleman he was, he kissed the back of her hand and said, "Arnold Parker." She led him into another room in the store and sat him down.

I sat down on the floor and was soon followed by Uncle Arnold. Victoria found herself a chair to sit on.

"James' father abused him." I didn't wasn't to hear my incredibly horrible life story.

I started wondering around the empty store. I found Alex, reading a book. She looked bored, so I decided to talk to her.

"Alex?" I said, tentatively. She looked surprised, but I didn't know why. Maybe because I interrupted her, maybe because she wasn't used to being called that. "I wanted to know if you wanted to talk. Victoria is talking to my uncle."

"How did he find out?" She asked angrily. I was wondering how her face didn't turn purple.

"He saw me." I could see her get visibly less angry.

"Oh. Well I hope he knows well enough to not tell anyone." We sat in silence for a few more minutes.

"Why didn't you like me? In the beginning?" I asked suddenly.

"I'm not very… open… to newcomers. Or anyone, really, excluding Victoria. We have a secret, Victoria and I, but I can't tell you yet. Victoria will tell you when she's ready. I'm afraid neither of you are ready." With that, she got up and walked away.

I stayed there and thought about what Alex had said. Victoria came out of the room and called to me, "James, your uncle wants to talk to you."

I lumbered over to where Uncle Arnold was waiting patiently.

"Yes?" I said softly, unsure of what he wanted.

"James, I'm so sorry about everything your father did to you. I would love to beat him to a pulp, but I won't, because it would give away too much. I will never tell anyone, but I hope it's alright if I visit you every once in a while." When he finished his miniscule speech, he bent down and gave me a hug.

"I would love that, and I'm sure Victoria won't mind too much. Thank you, Uncle Arnold. I love you."

"I love you, too, but for now I must go off. I have some pipes to fix. Goodbye."

"Goodbye." I repeated softly as the only family that knew I was alive, left.

I watched him leave and went over to Victoria.

"I know there's a secret you aren't telling me, Victoria." She opened her mouth to speak, but I cut her off. "I want to know what you're keeping from me, but I won't push you to tell me.

"Thank you, James. When I'm ready I'll tell you, but for now you should go to sleep. You've had a long day." She was right, I was tired. I had slept well last night, but only for a few hours. I slowly walked to the bedroom and fell fast asleep.

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This isn't one of my best and I'm sorry, but look at the above A/N. I'm tired. Tell me if you think it's as crappy as I think it is (with a review). Pretty please with a cherry on top?

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