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Chapter 9: Detective?
Kendall fell down onto his bed. Katie was acting weird. He didn't want to question her, because he knew she wouldn't talk to him. He would let her work out whatever problem she had on her own, or with their mother when she got home. Kendall was tired. He was glad Logan seemed to have forgotten about that man for right now, then again he wasn't across the parking lot like usual. Kendall sat up and looked around his room.
He grabbed his cell phone and looked at it. He knew Logan was probably busy with helping with the twins so he decided to call Carlos and see what he was up to. They hadn't really spent much time together really. He dialed the Latino's number and pressed his cell phone to his ear.
"Hello," Carlos said.
"Hey, it's me are you busy," Kendall said. He was bored and he wanted to do something. He knew Logan, James, and Camille were taking care of the twins and Katie was acting weird. He knew Carlos didn't have any plans and they hadn't hung out in quite some time. He really thought they should spend some time together.
"Not at the moment, why?" Carlos asked.
"I am pretty sure Logan's busy let's do something," Kendall said.
"What do you wanna do?" Carlos asked.
"I don't know," Kendall said honestly, "we could go to the arcade in the mall," he said.
"Yeah, I think I can almost beat your high score," Carlos said.
"You wish," Kendall said laughing. "I'll be there in ten minutes," he said.
"Kay, I'll see you when you get here," Carlos said laughing as well. Kendall hung up and pocketed his cell phone. He walked out of his room and across the hall to Katie's. He knocked on the door.
"Katie I'm going to the mall with Carlos, tell mom I'll be home later," Kendall said.
"Kay," Katie hollered back.
"Be sure to let Sammy out again soon," Kendall said as he walked down the hall.
Jo was sitting in her room working on her homework. She was thinking about what had happened over the weekend. She had seen the picture Dak had had on his phone of her and Camille. Jo wasn't one to deny who she was. Lately she had been a little confused. She knew Tom and Frank would accept her and so would Dak. She just didn't know if she knew for sure yet what she wanted. She found herself wondering what it would be like to actually date a girl. She knew after a few drinks she really let loose. She knew Camille was dating Carlos and there was no way of asking her. She would talk to her though. It was easier to talk to another girl. It was times like this she wished she had a mother.
Jo was grateful she had two dads. She loved them both with all her heart. She was so glad she had two amazing dads to help her through her first heart break and protect her. She love Tom and Frank, she just wished that she had a woman role model around. Jo thought of all the times she had wished she had a mom. She had wanted one when she had her first crush, and when she first got her period. That had been one awkward talk and Jo had ultimately ended up talking to Her aunt Cyndi Zevon. She had wanted a mom when she got her heart broken for the first time. Frank, as feminine as he seemed, he had been at a loss to help Jo at those times, Tom as well. Jo was extremely grateful for Tom and Frank, but there were times she wished she had a mother. The closest thing she had ever had was her aunt Cyndi Zevon. She had been there for Jo until Curt talked her into moving away.
Jo sighed and looked down at her notebook. She gave up on her homework. She walked over to her bed and laid down. She just wished that things didn't have to be so hard. She just wished things could be easy. There was a knock on her door.
"Come in," Jo said. The door opened and Frank walked into the room.
"Hey, princess," Frank said sweetly. Jo laughed and shook her head.
"You haven't called me that in years," Jo said. Frank had used to call her that all the time when she was little. It had been her favorite nickname from him. As she got older he stopped calling her that. Even though they weren't blood related, Jo had a strong bond with Frank. "So, what do you want?" she asked sitting up.
"Jett's moving in," Frank said moving over to sit on Jo's bed next to her.
"That is really gonna throw off my morning routine," Jo said laughing. Frank laughed at that one too.
"Well, are you ok with this though?" Frank asked.
"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" Jo asked, "Jett's a friend and he loves Dak I'm happy for them," she said trying hard no to sound bitter. She was really happy for Dak.
"You ok?" Frank asked looking at Jo.
"Yeah, it's just…" Jo trailed off.
"You can tell me anything you know that," Frank said placing an arm around her.
"It's nothing really," Jo said waving her hand.
"Josephine Taylor," Frank said letting go of her. Jo sighed and looked away from him. It wasn't that she didn't want to tell him. She knew she had nothing to fear. He would accept her no matter what.
"Look this isn't something a girl talks with her dad about ok," Jo said.
"Well call me Mama Frank," Frank said. Jo laughed and turned to look at him. She didn't know how to tell him this. She knew she had nothing to fear. He wouldn't hate her for being confused. "I can go get Tom," Frank warned.
"No," Jo said quickly, "it's just lately I've been a little confused, and I know I have nothing to be afraid of since I have you and dad, but I'm not sure myself just how I feel," she said.
"Oh, Jo," Frank said, "you should've come to us right away," he said.
"I don't even know how I feel," Jo said, "I mean I'm not sure," she said looking down at her hands.
"Honey it's ok to be confused," Frank said putting an arm around her again.
"I know," Jo said, "but like I said I'm not entirely sure right now," she said.
"Hey I'll support you with whatever you choose," Frank said, "your father will too," he added.
"I know," Jo said, "I just didn't want to say anything until I was sure," she said.
"I understand," Frank said.
"Thanks Mama Frank," Jo said teasingly. They both laughed and hugged.
"You have to tell your father though," Frank said. Jo groaned and fell back onto her bed.
"Can you let me figure things out first," Jo asked.
"Ok sweetie," Frank said, "I will tell him if you don't eventually," he said.
"Just give me like a month or two to sort things out," Jo said.
Logan shook his head and fished his phone out of his pocket. He decided to text Kendall. He walked over to his window and sat down by it. He looked out his window before he texted. There he was. Logan dropped his phone in surprise. Across the street in his car was the man. Logan stood up and moved away from his window. Logan decided then and there he needed to get to the bottom of this. He walked out of his room and down stairs. He hoped the man wouldn't leave once he saw him. Logan grabbed his jacket and walked out the door.
He saw the man sitting across the street he was on his phone. From the closer distance Logan could make out his features. His hair was a dark brunette color. His eyes seemed to be dark in color maybe brown, Logan couldn't really tell since he was wearing glasses. It was still evident that he was tall even in his car. He was wearing a grey business suit. Logan took a deep breath and walked across the street and knocked on the window getting the man's attention. He rolled his window down.
"I was wondering when you'd get the courage to confront me," he said his voice thick with a Texan twang.
"Who are you and why are you following me?" Logan asked.
"My name is detective Sam Collins and I am not following you," Detective Collins said, "I am following you're sister," he said.
"Give me one good reason to believe you," Logan said looking at the man. He didn't know if he should believe him. The man sighed and reached over into his glove box and pulled out his badge and showed it to Logan. It had his name, but no picture.
"I've noticed you've been watching me kid," Detective Collins said, "I thought my cover was blown several times, but you never did anything," he said.
"Yeah I was told to leave it alone," Logan said, "what do you want with Camille?" he asked. He wanted to know why this man was watching Camille.
"Someone's looking for her," Detective Collins said.
"Who?" Logan asked confused. This made no sense. Who would be looking for Camille. She had never done anything illegal or anything like that. She had no blood relatives.
"Look kid you're going to find out sooner or later," Detective Collins said, "her mother is looking for her," he said.
"I'm sorry you must have the wrong Camille, her mom died when she was young," Logan said shaking his head.
"Well obviously not," Detective Collins said.
"Yeah, her dad told my mom that she died after she was born," Logan said, "I remember Harvey telling us that," he said. He had a perfect memory. That was one of things Logan prided himself on. His memory. It was near perfect. He knew Harvey had told them she had died.
"Look, kid I've said too much," Detective Collins said, "now I have to leave, but now that you know her mother will be here soon. She wants to at least get to know her daughter," he said as he started his car. He drove away leaving Logan standing there.
Logan didn't know what to think. Harvey had told them his wife, Gina had died shortly after Camille was born. Logan remembered Harvey telling them that. He was sure this man had the wrong girl. There had to be several girls named Camille that were around their age. Maybe this man was wrong. Logan crossed the street and walked back into the house. Camille was standing by the door.
"Who were you talking to?" Camille asked.
"He said he was a detective," Logan said, "Detective Collins, and that he was sent by someone," he said looking at Camille. He didn't know if he should tell her.
"What was he doing?" Camille asked curiously.
"He said he was sent to find you and that you're birth mom was looking for you," Logan said without thinking.
"Well he must be mistaken my birth mother died," Camille said.
"I know I told him that but he told me she'd be here," Logan said, "He seemed pretty sure it was you he was looking for," he said.
"How do you know?" Camille asked.
"He's been watching you for weeks," Logan said, "I blew his cover by confronting him," he said.
"This is odd," Camille said, "my dad told me she died shortly after I was born," She said. She looked just as puzzled as Logan was. This made no sense.
"Let's just keep this between us for now," Logan said. Camille nodded. She had no intention of telling anyone. Arianna started crying. Camille groaned. They both walked down the hall to the nursery. James was rocking Zack.
"I got her," Logan said walking over to Arianna. He picked her up and she stopped crying.
"I hate how you do that," Camille said.
"Do what?" Logan asked confused.
"Whenever you pick her up she just stops crying," James said.
"It's because she knows her real brother," Logan said in a baby voice as he looked at Arianna. Arianna looked at him before her eyes slipped shut. Logan smiled and gently rocker her to sleep. "Camille can you make dinner tonight?" Logan asked.
"Yeah," Camille said, "I'll go get started," she said. Logan nodded and turned his attention to the baby girl in his arms. Logan didn't understand why, but he just felt really connected to Arianna and Zack. They both seemed to love him almost as much as they loved Joanna and Jack. Logan felt special in that way.
Camille left the room to go start dinner. The three of them had a system down. Two would care for the twins while the other made dinner. Joanna was thankful for that because when she got home she was tired. Logan gently rocked Arianna as he looked over at James.
"So, James how are things with Katie?" Logan asked.
"Good," James said.
"I'm more observant than you think," Logan said, "I saw the awkwardness between you in the parking lot," he said.
"Oh you saw that," James said, "it's nothing really I called her and we worked it out," he said.
"Did she finally talk to you then?" Logan asked.
"She talked to you?" James asked confused.
"Yeah," Logan said, "she loves you James, just don't fuck it up," he said.
"I'll try not to," James said, "but I can't make any promises. You know how I have a tendencies for fucking things up," he said.
"I know," Logan said, "just know that if you mess this up you won't have to worry about Kendall," he said.
"Wow nice to know my own brother will kick my ass," James said.
"James, Katie is not only my boyfriend's sister, but one of my best friends," Logan said as he gently laid Arianna down.
"I know and I think I love her to Logan," James said, "I mean really love her," he said. Logan nodded his head.
"I'm gonna go see what Camille's making," Logan said.
Kendall and Carlos were in the mall's arcade standing at the same game they had been playing for an hour. Carlos was trying to beat Kendall's high score. Kendall was laughing when he came close and died just before he could.
"I told you, you were never gonna beat me," Kendall said.
"One more try," Carlos said pulling a quarter out of his pocket.
"Go ahead," Kendall said, "after this though can we go to the food court?" he asked.
"Yeah," Carlos said, "if I beat you're score though you have to buy me food," he said.
"Deal," Kendall said laughing. Kendall leaned against the machine as he watched Carlos play. He soon got to the point where he always lost. Kendall watched the screen. His eyes flicked up to the corner of the screen to watch the rising score.
"Almost there," Carlos said as he mashed at the buttons. He passed Kendall's score.
"I guess I'm buying then," Kendall said after Carlos finished his game. Carlos laughed and nodded his head. They walked together to the food court and bought some pizza. They found a table and sat down.
"So, Kendall what prompted this guys night?" Carlos asked.
"We haven't hung out in forever," Kendall said shrugging, "you're always with Camille, and I'm always with Logan," he said.
"True," Carlos said.
Friday came a little to quickly for Logan. Logan looked across the parking lot and saw that man wasn't there. Maybe he was done and whoever he was hired by was gonna come, or maybe he realized his mistake. Either way he was gone and Logan felt more at ease. Logan had told Kendall about his confrontation with the man, and he was glad he was gone too.
"So, what are your plans for the weekend?" Kendall asked as he and Logan waked down the hall together.
"I don't know," Logan said, "I still don't know what I did last weekend," he said laughing.
"How about I come over and we can play with the twins a bit," Kendall said, "they love me," he added grinning.
"Yeah, but only because you're around them with me all the time," Logan said, "and they love me because I'm their favorite brother," he said.
"Well, fine then maybe I won't come over," Kendall said.
"No, come over," Logan said, "I think we can sneak away for a bit and fool around," he added grinning. Kendall laughed and placed his arm around Logan's shoulders. They walked down the hall together to their usual hang out spot where the others were already sitting and talking.
The day went by quickly as well. Logan was sitting on his car waiting for Kendall with Dak once again. Dak was talking about Jett living with him and how happy he was. Logan was only half listening. His mind was else where. He was thinking about what that detective had told him. He had seemed really sure it was Camille he was looking for. He didn't know why. Did Harvey lie to them? Was Camille's birth mom alive and looking for her?
"Logan," Camille said waving her hand in front of her face.
"What?" Logan asked looking at her.
"We have to go," James said.
"Oh," Logan said hopping off his car. "Sorry I was spacing out," he said. He looked over at them and saw Kendall standing by them. He walked over to Kendall. "I'll see you tomorrow then?" he asked as he gave him a peck on the lips.
"Yeah see ya, Logie," Kendall said. Logan walked over to his car and got in. He drove home. Camille and James were talking and Logan couldn't really focus. They arrived home. There was a car parked on the curb with a woman sitting there. They all got of the car and Logan saw the woman did the same.
"Camille," the woman said.
"Uh, yeah," Camille said turning around, "who are you?" she asked.
"I'm you're mother," the woman said, "my name is Claire," she said.
"I am sorry, but my mom died when I was little," Camille said, "you have me mistaken for someone else," she said.
"James go tell the nanny we're home," Logan said. James nodded and left them alone with the woman.
"Are you the woman who hired Detective Collins?" Logan asked. Claire looked at him confused.
"No Detective Mitchell," she said.
"He told me his name was Detective Collins," Logan said, "tall guy, dark hair, and- wait did you say Mitchell?" he asked looking at Claire in shock. He wanted to make sure he had heard her correctly.
