"Do you want to talk about it?" asked Zack. Cody nodded, then shook his head, then nodded again.
"So, what is it, yes or no?" asked Zack.
"Davie, he was a weirdo. He, erm, he kidnapped me as a drunk dare, and he was scared to go to prison so he decided it would just be easier to keep me with. I barley talked to him for years. When he was really angry, he would get drunk but after the first time he tried, tried to get it on with me, I did that thing mum told us to do ad he stayed away from me. He made I still got an education but, because I'm smart, I did his books and such. He was not really a father figure ... " Cody couldn't carry on so he looked at Zack, who understood.
"He was all that you had."
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Carey sat in the back of London's helicopter. He ex had decided to stay behind, he felt that, since he didn't return back in their lifes until after Cody went missing, he should see him at a later date, and he felt that this moment should be Carey's.
Carey was staring at the last photograph taken of Zack and Cody, they looked dead alike and the only way to tell the difference wa sthat Cody wore "geeky" clothes and Zack wore "sporty" clothes. Zack and Cody were sitting at the table in the living. Cody was leaning over what was obviously Zack's maths homework as he helped Zack out, Zack had seen the camera however and was pulling a funny face to Carey.
It captured both of them perfectly.
She wondered if Cody would still look like Zack, or would he look like his own person.
Carey felt a smile come onto her lips, she was finally going to see her baby boys together as they should be.
