Paternal Bonds

Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly. I keep it simple.

A/N: Thoughts in "Italics" and regular speech in "Regular font." Only applied if in quotes.

A/N: By the way, everybody is 26 in this story, except Spencer who would be older. I doubt he'll be mentioned much. Please read this regardless of their age. It will all make sense, I promise. They have to be this old in the story.


Chapter 12 (Backup Plans)

Freddie groaned as he opened his eyes, he found himself staring into the eyes of Jake and Henry. "Good, you're awake now," Henry said quietly. "We were getting a bit worried, they personally removed those bullets from you and whatnot."

"Damn, what happened?" Freddie asked as he rubbed his head.

"We were tricked by a little old lady," Jake said flatly. "I'm starting to think anyone that Hector comes into contact with is a person that isn't to be trusted."

"Gee, ya think!" Freddie sat up and then groaned once more.

"Not too fast there," Henry said as he and Jake helped Freddie slowly sit up. "You don't want to reopen your gunshot wounds."

"Where was I hit?" Jake pointed to Freddie's back, chest, and arm. "Damn, and I'm still alive after all that?"

"Well they kept you alive for some reason. We should be thankful, they want to 'dispose' of us within two days. I guess they had a heart or something and decided to let you live until then." Freddie chuckled and shook his head.

"We'll have to find our way out of here." Freddie looked around to find themselves literally surrounded by four large yellow walls. There was a door near them but it didn't have an inside handle and was one of those that opened inward. "Crap, we're stuck in here, aren't we?"

"Yeah pretty much," Jake stated with a sigh.

"We tried to find a way out," Henry said with a shrug, he pulled out his cell phone and sighed. "There's nothing we can do about it. It's time to call in the special, secret group. This group consists of officers that fake their own death and become secret investigators. It's led by an officer that didn't fake their death."

"So who are you calling?"

"You'll see."

-NEW SCENE-

Della Benson sat in a large chair and crossed her arms. "Here's hoping they can do what they need to do," Della said quietly. "If they can't find Sam, I'm calling in the big guns."

"We are the big guns," A voice said from behind. Della stood up and turned to see Amy Puckett standing with her arms crossed and a smirk etched across her face.

"Yeah, well, they were supposed to contact me when they have information."

"Did they not contact you yet?" Another voice asked. Della looked over to see Spencer Shay walk into the room.

"No, they went to Arkansas, 133 Birch Street. A little old lady lives there," Della stated. "Once they talk to her, they're supposed to get into contact with me. They've yet to do so."

"Maybe they just haven't talked to her yet," Amy said with a shrug. "Personally, I will enjoy seeing Hector get what's coming to him."

"Ten years investigating the disappearance of your daughter, it must be tough," Spencer said. Amy sighed and rubbed her forehead.

"Yeah, especially when you're supposed to be labeled as dead."

"It's fine as long as Sam doesn't know you're dead," Della stated with a brief nod.

"What do you mean 'knows I'm dead' I'm alive!"

"Yeah, you know what I meant."

"Good job getting rid of that filthy site, Della. Hector is scum for letting that be posted on the site." Amy looked to the ground and Spencer patted her shoulder.

"It must be difficult knowing it was your ex husband all along," Spencer said quietly.

"Yeah, but you know, oddly enough it is not as surprising. I mean, his record and everything adds up, I'm just shocked I did not see it before. When Sam disappeared, I was so distraught."

"Yeah, you joined the police force ten years ago, that was a good thing."

"It kept me alive, oddly enough."

"Yeah, the only thing you had to do was play dead. One of the lackey's decides to kill you, shoots you in the chest and Della's right in the nearby alley. Then I'm here waiting to draw up a false death certificate." Spencer chuckled and crossed his arms.

"Funny thing, that person that shot her decided to confess to it," Della said with a laugh. "We can't really prosecute her when the victim is alive."

"Oh don't worry, with my skills in law, I can get him convicted," Spencer said with a smirk. "It is far from impossible. I'm just hoping this trial will take place when we can try them all at once."

"Hopefully when we find out just who all is involved in this-" Della's phone began to ring so she checked it, Henry was calling finally, she answered the phone and spoke in a slightly angry voice. "Henry, what took you so damn long to contact me? I was starting to think that my special investigator and ace lawyer here would be getting bored."

"Well good morning to you, it is now three in the morning and I have a big knot on my head, thank you very much," Henry said with a sharp tone of voice. Della chuckled and smirked.

"Well then, what did you do to deserve it this time? Or I should more accurately say, what did you do to tick off Freddie this time?"

"Never going to let me go, are you? We're kind of in a bad predicament. We've been captured by the 'sweet' old hag!"

"Oh, you got taken down by an old woman? Wow, what has the police chief come to today?"

"You anger me, she had these two big bodyguards and they shot Freddie, Jake and hit me over the head. We're locked in a cell that is pretty much impossible to get out of and our death sentence is in two days."

"Okay, okay, hold your horses. We're coming." Della sighed as she hung up the phone, she looked at Amy and Spencer, they were looking at her with confusion and concern. "They've been captured, it's time to go to Arkansas."

"Okay, and once we get them out, we'll go find Sam," Spencer said with a nod. Amy crossed her arms and nodded in return.

"Let's go help our families," Amy said as she turned toward the door.

-NEW SCENE-

Della, Amy and Spencer drove down the dark streets, they had arrived a while ago, it was now five in the morning and everyone was worried about the others. "I'm starting to think maybe we should have packed some weapons," Spencer said with crossed arms. "At least weapons other than the pocket handguns that we have."

"It should be enough," Della said while keeping her eyes fixated on the road. "How that stupid old man could have lost his awareness, I don't know. He'd better explain what happened."

"I hope you're not mad at him for getting ambushed," Amy said with a small chuckle.

"Mad? No I'm not mad!"

"No, you're just worried and concerned." Amy smirked and Della glanced to the side.

"What are you getting at?" Della's eyes narrowed and Amy shrugged her shoulders.

"I don't know. So, has anyone seen this Angie girl?"

"No, only Henry has, he says she's a very sweet girl. She's scared though and worried about her mommy."

"She's my granddaughter." Amy smiled and Della nodded her head.

"That's one way of putting it."

"She's going to be your granddaughter too."

"There's another way of putting it. I think it'll happen, in fact, I'm confident that it will happen."

"First step, ladies," Spencer said as he hung his elbow out the car window. "Saving the rescue party, joining the rescue party and then crashing the evil party." Spencer smirked and the moms rolled their eyes.

"Yeah, you're right." Della parked the car down the street and everyone exited the vehicle. "Okay our plan of action, Spencer, you distract the old woman while Amy and I sneak in through the back door. Once in there, I will try to distract the two giants that Henry talks about and Amy, you go and free the others."

"What could possibly go wrong?" Spencer asked with narrow eyes, he didn't like the thought of distracting the old woman. "I'm a lawyer, not a salesperson."

"Just shut up and do your job." Spencer shrugged and walked down the sidewalk as Della and Amy walked around the house, he walked up to the door and knocked.

"Just a minute!" The old woman's voice said from inside. "Scrappy! Butcher! Boxer! There's meat in the backyard!" Spencer's eyes widened as he heard three loud dogs barking.

"How did we not foresee the dogs?" Spencer asked while rubbing his forehead. Spencer turned around in time to see two huge men standing behind him. "Oh…crap…" Spencer reached around his waist for his gun but was quickly hit by a large bat.

-NEW SCENE-

"Now I know what a bad knot feels like," Spencer said as he slowly opened his eyes and groaned. He clenched his eyes shut as the light stung his eyes.

"Oh you're awake," Della said flatly. Spencer sat up slowly and blinked his eyes, he spotted Della, Amy, Henry, Freddie and Jake. "That woman is down a couple of dogs."

"You killed the dogs?"

"We didn't have much choice," Amy said with narrow eyes. "It was either kill the three pit bulls or be killed by them."

"It looks like you only got hit by a bat, we got shot by the old woman," Della said with a sigh.

"They were prepared for us?" Spencer asked as he rubbed his forehead. "But how were they?"

"They must have been tracking our phone calls," Henry said as he lifted his cell phone up. "I'm not sure how they would have."

"Let me see that," Della said with a sigh. She took the cell phone and took off the back cover, she groaned and hit the floor with her clenched fist. "They have a goddamn tracking device they attached to the battery!"

"Can we get it off?" Spencer asked.

"No, not until we get to the station. If we try taking it off now, we risk wiping everything on the cell phone off."

"So in short terms, we're screwed," Jake said as he hit his forehead. Everyone looked over at Freddie, he had been quiet this whole time, he was sitting against the wall with a smirk on his face and arms crossed.

"We're not out of the game just yet," Freddie said. "When I said I intended to save Sam, I meant it. That means using whatever and whoever I can." Freddie took off his watch and revealed a speaker on the bottom, he pressed a button and spoke into it. "Tina, come in."

"What is it Mr. Benson? Do you not realize how late it is right now?" Tina asked. "Damn, why do you have to use your radio instead of your…wait a minute…you're using your radio!"

"Yes, and I'm guessing the radio was loud enough to wake you from your sleep, I'm sorry for that."

"Yeah, I hope you didn't press the blue button on your radio, that would wake Robert and he had a long day."

"Don't worry, it's the yellow one. I'm just calling you to say that I need you to make sure Angie stays in the house and in somewhere safe at all times until I come back, do you understand?"

"So something happened?"

"Yes, and there's a chance that Hector will find out that Angie is Sam's daughter, we do not want that to happen. I'll have to contact my backup person also."

"Oh, okay, so what happened?"

"We got captured, but don't tell anybody about that, especially not Angie."

"I understand." Freddie took his finger off the button and moved it to the small red button.

"Okay, it's time to call in my backup."

"Backup, who's that?" Jake asked.

"Someone who was actually helping me look for Sam all this time, we kept a communication through these watches just recently. When I learned that Angie was Sam's daughter, I knew I was going to take finding Sam into my own hands. I just needed someone to search out, and I sent the person a device to attach to their watch because I figured there could be a time like this, where cell phones were inoperable." Freddie pressed his finger down on the button and waited for a transmission.


Hmm, who could Freddie be calling? Will they get out of this little predicament they seem to be stuck in? Stick around