Ladies and Gentlemen, I'm sad to say that this will be the last update for this story...ever. Things have gone hectic and I just won't be able to keep up with this story any longer...sorry...Nah, I'm just joking, decided to try out my acting...could you read my enthusiasm.lol Well, either way...I have updated, and so, friends...chapter 10.(my favorite number) This is basically a fill in chapter, where you learn the background on everything, please enjoy.

Moseby's POV:

Her Cody? What did she mean by that? Why didn't she tell me earlier? Why am I asking myself questions when I should be asking her?

"Your Cody?...Carey, wh-what's going on?" To call me confused was an understatement. Her eyes glistened, teeming with ever existing tears, this was obviously an emotional moment. The grip she was exerting on my shirt loosened slightly. I assumed she was going to explain, so I led her to a seat towards the main entrance of the theater. A quick brushing away of the stray popcorn that rested there made for a perfect spot. Her hands were shaking still; I rested my own on top, trying to comfort her.

"Well...it all started out 10 years ago...before we split up. Back then, it was me, my husband Kurt, and our twins, Zack and Cody." she began. I never knew she was married, but this only added do my confusion.

"Kurt and I never really got along, but when the twins were born, we tried to just put up with it for the time. But Kurt's habits were just too much to handle; he was an alcoholic, and he would sell any and everything just to get more liquor. And everyday, he would come home intoxicated and became violent. I just couldn't live like that."

"So what did you do?" I questioned. The story was slowly beginning to come together.

"I divorced him, and we split up on the twins' second birthday...I think that was one of the saddest days of my life. After that, we went to court for custody. At least I had the law on my side. The judge gave me custody of both Zack and Cody, and Kurt was ordered to attend therapy for his anger, and rehabilitation for his alcoholism."

"Well that's good that you got them. But then, how did you end up losing Cody?"

"Well, despite the fact that he had an addiction, he actually did provide for the family. I think Kurt ended up moving to another state. After we split up, I barely had enough to live on. And it got progressively worse. My mom suggested that I give up one twin, but that idea only succeeded in making me both angry and depressed. But when it came down to it, that was the only way I was going to be able to live, so...I had to give one away."

"And Cody was the one you left. So who adopted him?" I remembered the man I first saw Cody with in the beginning. I had to learn about him.

"I'm not sure who adopted him. But there was a man who kept trying to adopt him. When the agency looked him up, they found that he had an extensive criminal history. They promised that they wouldn't let him adopt Cody, but that brought me no comfort because he was friend with one of the people at the adoption agency. I prayed that he'd stop trying, but I don't think he did."

'I don't think he did either' I thought to myself.

"What was his name?" Everything was basically cleared up, but for my own reason, I had to find out about this new character that entered the equation. Carey thought carefully.

"I think his name was something like...Henry Lucas or something like that." My mission was set. I was going to find out about this Henry, and have him dealt with accordingly, my blood boiled thinking about it.

"So how did you find Cody?" she asked. I cringed, she wouldn't like what she was about to hear. Taking a deep breath in, I explained the whole situation.

I thought she was crying before, but after the story, she was reduced to nothing. Tears coming down furiously, sobs deep and long. People were staring at us, but Carey noticed nothing, with her eyes clenched tightly. All the while, Zack was busy conquering the galaxy in the strobe-lit arcade. After about a fifteen minute period of sulking, Carey pulled herself together, wiping her tears away.

"How about tomorrow, you come over to my place and see Cody?" I offered. With no hesitation, she triumphantly answered 'yes'. So it was set. We walked over to the blinking arcade to meet up with Zack. I was still baffled at his appearance.

"Zack, this is Marion Moseby, say hi." she said bluntly.

"Hey dude, nice to meet ya." he replied in a cool manner.

"Likewise." I retorted. Cordial meeting over, we dubbed the night done. As I trotted to the bus stop, Carey offered me a ride, of course I accepted. By the time I arrived at the hotel, it was 10:34, Cody was probably sleep.

To my surprise, Cody was still up, reading a magazine in the lobby. Cody lunged at me as I entered one of the glass doors, embracing me tightly. Every liter of air came rushing out of my lungs, but it was only a sign of liking.

"I missed you." he stated. I smiled.

"I missed you too." I replied.

"Did you have a good time?" he asked. It was very strange how Cody had become so social, but I liked the turn of events.

"Yes, I did, and I'll tell you all about it later, but for now, we need to get home." I suggested. We took the short walk to the bus stop and waited. The street was lit up with light from the street lamps, and the headlights of the many cars that came strolling past. Soon, the overweight vehicle lurched towards us, we climbed aboard, homebound.

Cody's POV:

Marion chose a seat near the middle of the bus, I had no objections, I'd go wherever he went. I sat on the inside, close to the dirty window, and he sat next to me. I leaned on his shoulder, feeling the warmth I usually felt when I did so. I was a little tired, but I wasn't ready to go to sleep yet. The ride was relatively smooth all the way home. Marion and I got off the bus and began to walk to the house. On the way, we passed the alley that Marion found me in. That was the worst day of my life, I wished I could just erase all of those memories from my head, after all, they were the reasons why I ended up cutting myself. But I don't think I'd ever forget them, which was a saddening thought, though I would never cut myself again, not after Marion was so mad at me. I didn't want him to give me that look again, that look of disappointment. Even thinking about the look made me sad, but I tried to look strong for him, show him that I can change...that I want to change.

Even though we were the only ones in the alleyway, I still found myself walking faster, trying to get out of there as soon as was possible. Shortly after, we made it to the house. It felt good to walk through the doors, especially since Marion was there. He kicked his casual shoes to the side, I followed suit, kicking my own tennis shoes near his. He continued to the couch, where he sat down with a big sigh. I climbed into his lap, resting my head on his chest. His firm hand rubbed my back, our bond was strongest then. I could tell that his date had gone well, I could sense his happiness. Whoever this Carey person was, she had my admiration for making him happy, but I kept feeling as though I knew that name from somewhere. And then, as though reading my mind, Marion spoke.

"Cody, I have a question for you. If you don't know the answer, don't worry about it, okay. Tonight I went out with a woman named Carey. Do you remember anybody by that name?" he shakily asked. I tried to think back as far as I could, but the name had no face. I shook my head.

"I don't remember a Carey." I told him. He left it at that, he didn't want to tell me more right then. I guess he thought that telling me would stir up something, and I'm sure that he still inwardly believed that I would hurt myself again. He couldn't have been more far from the truth, the pain that I felt when he showed how I hurt him, topped the pain from the razorblade by a big margin. I didn't have much time to dwell on the name before I started to become more tired. My eyelids increased in weight, falling ever so slowly, and before I knew it, I was out.

Dream Sequence

I'm in the arms of a woman, her hold is warm. Her face is blurred, I didn't know who she was, but I felt peace. Then the door bursts open. A man walks in, stumbling over an obvious chair, I laugh. The woman looks afraid.

"Are you drunk?" she speaks.

"Carey! Damn it! Who the hell do you think you are to say that?!" He's yelling. I don't understand what he's saying, but I do catch the name Carey. Then, she sets me down in my bed, I see somebody else there beside me, he's my size, but his face is blank. Then there's more yelling. The man is louder. Then he draws back and hits the woman...Carey, in the face. She starts crying. I start crying, the boy beside me starts crying, even the man looks upset. Then he turns to the boy and I, he starts yelling again and walks towards me, tears keep coming, but he doesn't see them. Just as he gets there...I wake up.

End Dream sequence

I woke up panting heavily and sweating. I was still on the couch with Marion, it was all a dream, but it seemed so real. Then it hit me.

Carey was my mother.

A/N: Well, there ya go. That was Cody's POV, I didn't really like it. When I said I'd put it in, I actually had no idea what I was going to do.lol Also, I must state that I am sorry to anybody who happens to have the name, Henry Lucas. But you've got to admit, that Henry is a bad dude...but will he make an appearance soon? You've just got to stick around to see. One more thing, if you didn't know, the dream sequence was a flashback of Cody's when he was around 2, hence, he doesn't understand much. Um...well, that's about it. So, until next time everybody.