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Strong Enough: Chapter Seven- Time to Grow Part Two

It had come to this point. The point that it was now or never. Today, Orwell had no more choices… she had to go visit her father. The blogger knew that if she didn't go now, her family would be in danger. Vince hated to come back here, but he sure as heck wasn't leaving Orwell to go to that Prison alone in her vulnerable state with her going into her 4th month of pregnancy.

It had taken a lot to crack Orwell's shell. About a month had passed and Fleming was still the talk of the news. Apparently he still was having his "people" search for Jaime. The blogger had a feeling that things were going to get much worse if she didn't go set things straight.

So now Vince and Orwell were going to Owl Island Prison; Trip was with Libby and Jack for the time being. Vince didn't like this one bit, but he thought that maybe this last confrontation would give his wife the mental closure she needs.

*The Cape*

The car ride to the Prison was pretty tense. Every passing moment, Orwell grew more and more anxious. She was going face to face with the man that had sent her mental self spiraling downward. The blogger was ready to have her life back.

Vince watched his wife every now and then; she kept her normal cool composure and stared out the window. He knew now that her cool composure normally meant something was really wrong.

"Orwell you don't have to do this." he started.

Orwell looked over at him; "You might want to have said that a little earlier honey."

"Well, I knew you weren't going to listen anyway." Vince said, a smile tugging at his mouth.

The blogger spared her husband a smile; "I don't expect you to go in with me you know." she said, intertwining her fingers between his.

The Cape met his eyes with hers for a moment before returning back to the road. He then squeezed her hand; "Do you really think I am leaving my pregnant wife to fend for herself with a killer?"

"Not really. But there will be guards everywhere." Orwell said.

"True, but there is no way I am leaving you alone." Vince said.

Orwell sat her husband's hand on her belly and placed her hand over his, strumming her thumb against the backside of his hand; "I appreciate all of this."

"You're worth it." Vince responded, pausing when he felt a flutter under his fingers. It caught the Cape off guard, he looked over at his wife and she had a smile on her face.

Vince had often felt Trip move when he was inside of Dana, but something was different about this. Maybe it was because of Orwell, he had never thought he and his mysterious sidekick would be here right now… married and expecting a baby.

"Hey." Vince broke the silence; "I love you."

"I love you Vince." Orwell replied.

The Cape ran his hand across Orwell's abdomen once before he put his hand back on the steering wheel.

Orwell stared out the window once again, smiling to herself as her husband-once again- made the situation a little more bearable.

*The Cape*

The Owl Island Prison was one that you would never forget. You know how some Prisons are kept clean and tidy, a movie every Sunday… etc? well this prison was anything but like that. These prisoners were kept locked up in their jail cell until it was either dinner time, their time to go in the weight room, or they had either a visitor or a phone call. The cells were kept sparse and everything was highly monitored.

When Vince and Orwell arrived at the Prison, the blogger tried to keep her composure calm, but her husband could tell she was hysterical inside. The Cape just took the blogger in his arms as they walked into the Prison. They came upon 2 bulky men in uniform that were standing by the front doors. The guards looked at the couple and waited for them to speak.

With all hysteria and fear gone from the blogger's voice, she started; "I'm here to see Peter Fleming."

The one guard looked at the other, then the other asked; "And you are?"

Trying to keep the venom out of her voice, she answered; "His daughter."

"Well it's about time you got here. Your Dad hasn't shut up about you." One of the guards spoke as the other opened the door for the couple to pass through.

A shiver passed through Orwell, but she just walked into the prison with Vince walking in beside her, holding his hand on the small of her back protectively.

As they walked further, a different guard approached them; "So you're Jamie Fleming?"

"That isn't my name anymore. I am married." Orwell said, her voice had gone edgy. Vince slinked an arm around Orwell, she looked over at him and instantly calmed.

"My mistake then." He paused; "Well we need to take your things before you go to see him. Safety protocols if you will."

The couple nodded and put their things to the side that weren't allowed. The guard then looked back at Vince and Orwell and said with a nudge of his head; "Follow me."

The first set of cells were the ones that Peter Fleming were locked up in.

The guard walked into one of the cells and got Fleming's attention. What he did to him was unseen by Vince and Orwell, but they did hear the guard say to him; "C'mon let's go, you have a visitor."

Vince and Orwell were brought into a room with a wooden table and chairs on both sides. Surely enough, the man that had caused Orwell so much trauma came in afterward with a guard just shy of the door.

Orwell had sat down very calmly with Vince standing over her. Fleming sat down opposite them with a smirk upon his face.

"Well, well, well. It seems I did you a favor killing your wife, didn't I?" Fleming asked Vince.

"I'm not here to talk to you. She is." Vince said, all the power in his tone was hostile.

Fleming's eyes looked over his daughter; "Jaime, my dear. Look how beautiful you are. Your mother is shining through you."

"Don't you sweet talk me. That is reserved." Her tone was quiet until she continued with; "For someone who was there in my life!"

"Darling I was there for you. Your mother's death tore you up, I'm sure there are things you don't remember." Fleming said.

"No, I remember it all! You were the worst father. And now what… you expect me to lie your way out of this jail cell?" she laughs bitterly; "I hope you rot in here."

"Must be the pregnancy hormones talking. I'd never hurt you." Fleming said. His voice was calm, but his eyes held fire.

"You liar! I was- You cannot sit here and-" Orwell trailed off as she began to sob. The blogger tried her best to calm down, and Vince was right there for her.

"I would never hurt you darling daughter. Tell them I'm innocent."

This stopped the blogger's tears. She began with a sharp edge to her voice; "Innocent? I have permanent scars from when you beat me to try and keep me from telling anyone you killed my mother! You are the person that ruined my life!"

"I'm sorry." Fleming said, still in the gentle tone.

"What?" Orwell froze; "What did you say?"

"I'm sorry for the pain I caused. I have been power hungry and now I am nothing." Fleming said.

Orwell laughed once again; "Sorry? Do you expect me to forgive you and say to them-" she pointed outside; "Oh my father shouldn't be locked up, he's good now!" she paused, choking back a tear; "You make me sick."

Not giving him another chance, the blogger took her husband by the hand and left her father, not once looking back.

*The Cape*

Just like the ride to the prison, the expecting blogger was quiet, only this time, there was a tight tension that clung to the air.

During the drive home, not a lot of words were being said. Every now and then, Vince would start up a conversation, but he knew Orwell just needed some time for herself, there was no use in hovering over her.

When they did go home after picking up Trip, Vince told Orwell got go lie down and rest. Normally she would protest; she would say she is fine, but not now. She knows her husband knows her too much to fake being fine. The blogger lied down on her bed with Lacy and a blanket. Whenever she feels sad, her cat always comes to Orwell without her calling. Lacy just stretched out on her lap and curled her paws at Orwell's face and purred loudly in her ear. The blogger ran her fingers against her cat's ears and said; "Lacy, what would Mommy do without you?"

The cat meowed and sat up, rubbing her face against her owner's.

As for Vince, he was finding it hard to leave Orwell upstairs, knowing she was breaking inside. The Cape was sitting downstairs with his son at the kitchen table as he worked on homework. Trip noticed his dad was looking at the stairs constantly. Finally, he told his dad; "Just go check on her Dad."

Vince looked back at his son once and got up from his chair. He walked upstairs and eased their bedroom door open. Orwell was calmly stroking her cat with a free hand on her protruding belly. The blogger then looked at her husband with a small smile; "Couldn't stand it could you?"

Vince came into the room and shut the door behind him. He then sat down on the edge of the bed next to his wife and responded; "Not at all." With a gentle smile on his face.

Orwell took the hand from Lacy's back and put her hand on top of Vince's; "Well I'm glad to have your company."

Vince lifted their hands and kissed them tenderly; "How are you?"

Orwell took a deep breath; "I'm getting better. You?"

"I'm just fine." Vince answered, strumming his thumb against the backside of his wife's palm. His eyes trailed to Orwell's belly where her free hand rested; "How's it going in there?"

"Fine. The baby had been moving a lot since I've just been laying here." Orwell said.

Vince smiled at her and then he took both of his hands and put one on either side of the blogger's stomach. Orwell just watched her husband as he leaned down and talked to their unborn child. It made Orwell happy that she could make her husband so happy with their new family.

"Just think." Orwell started, "In a few weeks, we can finally start calling him or her a name."

The Cape kissed his wife's baby bump and then he kissed her on the lips; "The fun is just beginning." Vince stared into Orwell's brown eyes with a soft look of his own.

"I'd never want to spend it with anyone else." Orwell said quietly, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

It has been shown that no matter what is going on in their lives, Vince and Orwell will always shine through with their love.

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