A/N: Hey, there everybody! It's me, MBAV fan66! And I'm back with chapter 6 of BOM! :D
In this chapter, we'll learn more about Ethan as he confronts his parents about whether or not he's biologically their son. So, buckle-up for a bit of family sentimentality going on in this here chapter! :D
We also hear more of Ethan's thoughts on the matter, as well. And he also, comes to an important conclusion too, about how it's possible that he and Jesse are related. But is it the obvious answer? Or is there more to it, that Ethan doesn't know? Ooo! *waves hands around all ominously like* Lol! :P We'll find that out, as the story progresses even more after this! Probably in chapter 7, though. *giggles* ;P
This chapter still takes place on Thursday at nighttime and will conclude Thursday's events for our young seer.
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Unfortunately, for Ethan...he failed in trying to forget all about Jesse's wild and outlandish claims about him being adopted and being Jesse's little brother. In fact, it was all the teen could think about as he approached the front door of his house.
"Am I really adopted? Am I really Jesse's little brother?" he thought worriedly, as he hesitated for a moment before going inside. He was a bit scared to know the answers to these questions but ultimately decided that he had to. Ethan let out a long-dreaded sigh, then. "I guess, there's only one way to find out for sure." he then said to himself, as he readied himself to go in and just ask his parents if he's really their son or not. And with that, Ethan placed his key in the hole to unlock the door. Turning it and then the knob before pulling the key back out and going inside the house.
Once inside, he could smell dinner. It was enough to make his mouth water. His mom was a pretty good cook, whenever she's not trying out new and strange recipes, that is. Like that time his dad was going to have a very important client over for dinner and they hired Sarah as the waiter to help out. Ethan visibly shuddered at the memory of his mom having him be her guinea pig when she made that god-awful kelp and kimchi ratatouille stuff for the 'gourmet dinner' that they were to have, just to make a good impression on them. That stuff had made him want to barf the moment it hit his tastebuds!
"Oh! Ethan honey! Is that you?!" came Mrs. Morgan's voice from the kitchen.
"Yeah, Mom! It's me!" hollered back Ethan, as he set his bag down so that he may take off his jacket to hang up.
Just then, she entered the living room and smiled. "Good! I just got finished checking the pot roast in the oven. It should be ready in about another 15 or 20 minutes, dear." informed Mrs. Morgan.
"Ok, Mom." he said back politely with a smile of his own, though maybe not as happy as hers, though.
Suddenly, his dad came down the stairs and took in a big whiff of the air. "Mmm...And it smells delicious, too, honey!" he said praisingly, as she came up to her and placed a kiss on her cheek. Making her giggle.
"Oh, Ross! Stop it!" she said amusingly with a blush.
Ethan loved seeing them all lovey-dovey like this. Even if at times it is pretty embarrassing whenever he's got company over, that is. Or it just plain gets on his nerves. But Ethan loved seeing his parents happy and in such a good mood.
Too bad, he's about to ruin that, though.
He really didn't want to put a damper on their good mood, which made it just that much harder to ask. But he had to if he wanted to know the truth.
"Hey, Mom...Dad? Can I uh...ask you something?" questioned Ethan reluctantly.
The two adults then stopped with what they were doing and turned to face their son. "Of course, dear. What is it?" replied Mrs. Morgan gently with a hint of concern and curiosity in her tone.
Ethan wasn't sure how to say it. So, he decided to just come on out with it. "Am I...adopted?" asked Ethan hesitantly.
The reactions on Mr. and Mrs. Morgan's faces were both ones of utter shock, as they first looked at each other and then back at Ethan, again.
"Ethan, honey...Where...Where exactly did you get an idea like that from? That you're adopted?" asked Mrs. Morgan curiously out of concern.
Ethan just shrugged. "I don't know. On my way home, I ran into someone who apparently recognized me from when I was little. They told me that I was adopted." explained Ethan halfheartedly. It wasn't the entire truth, but he figured that for now, they didn't need to know the part about Jesse. At least...just not yet, if what he said was the truth, that is. So, for now, he'll only wind up giving them the half-truth about how he found out about possibly being adopted by them.
"Really? Who?" asked Ross curiously/incredulously.
Once again, Ethan only shrugged as his reply. "I don't know. I didn't catch their name." he answered. Then he looked at them with pleading eyes. "So...is it true? Am I really adopted? Am I not really your son?" he asked, as he tried not to cry.
Mrs. Morgan instantly raced over to engulf him in a big hug. "Oh, Ethan, sweetie! Of course, you're our son! In every way that matters!" she said reassuringly in a soft and soothing voice, as she comforted the poor boy.
Judging by their reactions, Ethan had a very good suspicion that it was true. He really was adopted. But he wanted to hear it from them, first.
"So, it's true. I really am adopted. Huh?" muttered Ethan sadly while still in the hug.
When Mrs. Morgan pulled back to end the hug, she looked up at her husband with a concerned/guilty look on her face, as if telling him that it was time to tell Ethan the truth.
Ethan didn't see it, as he just continued to stare down at the floor sullenly.
Mr. Morgan got the message his wife was telling him and agreed. That it was finally time to tell him that he was adopted. Mr. Morgan took a quick glance at the stairs to see whether or not Jane was there or coming. Thankfully, she wasn't. She was still up in her room, playing.
He then looked back at the two standing before him. "Why don't we go have a seat on the couch, first? Then we can talk." suggested Mr. Morgan calmly, as he gestures over towards the general couch area.
They all then walked over towards the couch and took a seat, with Ethan in the middle.
There was a bit of awkward silence at first, as no one knew what to say. But eventually, someone did.
"Yes. It's true, son. You're not really our biological son." confessed Mr. Morgan downheartedly. It hurt to admit that Ethan wasn't technically theirs, but he did it, regardless. "We uh...adopted you when you were just 3 years old. Almost 4, at the time, as your birthday was coming up in another month." he explained.
"We decided to adopted because well...at the time, we thought our chances of ever having a child of our own would never happen due to me being high-risk for pregnancy. Meaning...it would be hard for me to be able to carry a baby to full term without any complications to either the baby or me. We had already lost two babies before ever considering adoption. At the time, I wasn't sure I could go through having another miscarriage, again, so soon. So, we gave up trying for a while." explained Mrs. Morgan, as she tried her best not to let that sad time in her life get to her, again. "But we still wanted a child, though. So...we decided to look into adopting one, instead."
"We thought that...since we can't bring our own child into this loving home ours, then...what about all the ones out there who have no place to call home? Kids who have no loving family to turn to for love and support." explained Mr. Morgan sincerely. "We had a home and a family right here, waiting for a child to fill the void in our little family. And out there, somewhere, was a child. A child waiting for a home and a family to fill the void in their lonely heart, as well." expressed Mr. Morgan wholeheartedly.
Ethan sat there, amazed at what he heard. He never knew that about them before. That they had tried for a child of their own twice already but failed each time. He couldn't imagine what they must've felt like during time in their lives. To be so excited about bringing a life into this world, only for it to be dashed in the end due to unforeseen complications that made it hard for the baby to be able to make it to full term and then birth.
"So, uh...what made you guys decide to choose me?" asked Ethan curiously, as he wanted to know what made him so special to adopt compared to the other possible candidates there.
Mrs. Morgan smiled fondly at the reason why they chose him over the other kids there. "Well, for starters, you were a very sweet and polite little boy. Who always seemed to have a smile on his face. And you were also very bright for your age, too." bragged Mrs. Morgan fondly to the teen. Then she sighed dreamily, as she placed a hand on her cheek thinking about that day. "Such a smart little boy you were, back then."
Ethan blushed, hearing his Mom's kind words about him when he was little.
Mr. Morgan laughed fondly soon afterward. "Oh, yes! And such a curious little tyke, too! Always, asking questions about this and that. Wanting to know everything about everything. It was clear that you had a love for knowledge from an early age." added Mr. Morgan cheerfully with a smile on his face, as he recalled all the times little Ethan kept asking him questions about things. One after the other, until it was enough to drive you mad! Though, Mr. Morgan might've been just over-exaggerating a bit about that, though.
"You were just so...full of life and energy! Like, nothing could bring you down!" declared Mrs. Morgan passionately. "We knew then, from that moment on, that you were meant to be part of our family." she said lovingly in a sweet and caring way, as she smiled at him.
Ethan smiled back, feeling grateful to have been chosen by such loving and caring people to be part of their family, as their son. "Thanks, Mom and Dad." he said lovingly and graciously back to them. Happy to have them as his mom and dad.
Feeling the love, the three then hugged each other in a family hug. With nothing but big, happy smiles on everybody's faces. Unfortunately, the moment didn't last.
"Ethan's...adopted?" came a little girl's voice from the kitchen doorway, surprising the three people on the couch.
"Jane!" exclaimed Mr. Morgan suddenly with a surprised and startled look on his face, as he didn't expect her to be standing there. "How long have you been standing there for exactly, sweetheart?" he then asked her.
Jane just shrugged, as she looked down disappointedly. "Long enough, I suppose." she said sullenly before going quiet for a couple of minutes. "I came downstairs to see if dinner was almost ready when I overheard you guys telling Ethan that he was adopted and the reason why you decided to adopt him." she meekly admittedly finally.
That's when they knew that she must've heard the entire thing. Including, their previous struggles to have a child of their own before adopting Ethan. Ross and Samantha both felt bad that she had to hear all that and find out about it, like that. They had planned on telling her someday, but not until after they told Ethan, first. But now she knows. So, they might as well include her in on the rest of their talk with Ethan, too.
Mr. Morgan then got up from his place on the couch and gesture over towards it. "Here, sweetheart. Why don't you come sit and join us?" he suggested kindly to her.
Jane came further into the living room and walked towards the couch. Taking a seat in the spot that Ross had just given up to her.
Ross smiled warmly at her, as he then sat down on the arm of the couch, instead.
Jane sat there quietly at first before finally deciding to speak up. "Since you guys couldn't have kids and Ethan's actually adopted, then...does that mean I'm adopted, too?" she asked meekly, afraid to know the answer to that question.
"Of course, not, sweetie!" exclaimed Samantha proudly and encouragingly, as she smiled happily at her daughter.
Ross chuckled lightly before chiming in with his explanation. "Believe it or not, you actually are our daughter, biologically!" he said, earning a confused look from both their kids, now.
"But you said that you couldn't have any kids of your own?" stated Jane in confusion.
"Oh, Jane, sweetie! Is that what you thought? Gracious no! We never meant it that way!" replied Mrs. Morgan amusingly, chuckling in between her words.
"Then what did you mean?" wondered Jane, as she was still a bit too young to completely understand everything.
Mrs. Morgan smiled genuinely at her two children then, as she explained. "I said that it was hard for me to have children of my own and to carry them to full term. Not that I couldn't have any." she clarified. "It was still very possible for me to get pregnant again. It was just that, after already losing two babies, I didn't want to go through the pain of losing another. Which is why we adopted."
"But then a couple of years later, after adopting Ethan. We found out that she was pregnant again." continued Mr. Morgan, as he and his wife further explained how their children came to be a part of their family.
"We were so very thrilled at the time to find out that we were going to have another baby, but also very concerned, as well. Even though a few years had already passed since my last miscarriage, I was still worried about this one ending up the same way. But I decided not to let it get to me too badly, as I was determined to make this pregnancy work. So, I did everything the doctor told me to do." explained Mrs. Morgan.
"Then nine months later, out came our darling precious baby girl. We couldn't have been anymore happier than we were at that very moment cause we had finally managed to have our very first child together. Born healthy and perfect, just the way she is." said Ross fondly and proudly about him and Samantha successfully having their first child together, as he looked at Jane with a loving smile on his face.
"Our little miracle baby!" added Samantha happily with a smile.
Jane shied away a little, as she blushed in embarrassment knowing that they were referring to her when she was a baby.
"And Ethan, you were so thrilled to be a big brother, too! Always, wanting to help out with the baby and bragging to everyone about how you're a big brother now and that you're gonna be the best big brother ever!" stated Mrs. Morgan fondly with such happiness in her voice, as she remembered young Ethan's reaction to the news.
Now Ethan blushed, as he remembered how he was, back when he was just six. He doesn't quite remember all of it, but some of it does remember. Thinking back on it now, he felt kinda silly and ridiculous about how he reacted to being a big brother, back then.
Jane turned to him with a smirk on her face. "So, you were that excited about being a loving and caring brother to me, huh?" she teased in a sly like manner. "Then what happened? Because clearly, you're not as loving and caring now," she asked/interrogated Ethan pointedly, while crossing her arms and quirking a curious brow up at him with a serious scowl on her face.
"Easy! You grew up more and became a brat!" stated Ethan confidently, with a smug smile now on his face.
Jane narrowed her eyes spitefully at him then, as she took offense to that. "Mom! Ethan called me a brat!" she then tattled.
"That's because you are one!" countered Ethan defensively, to which the two siblings then broke out into a tongue sticking out battle between each other while on the couch.
Mr. and Mrs. Morgan both smiled fondly at their kids' bickering for a moment before deciding to finally break it up.
"Alright, you two. That's enough," replied Mr. Morgan in a stern and gentle tone, causing the two Morgan siblings to knock it off.
"Ok. So, Jesse was right about me being adopted." thought Ethan ruefully. "But...that still doesn't mean we're brothers or anything!" he then thought more confidently, now.
But if his last name wasn't originally Morgan, then...what was it?
So, he decided to ask.
"If I'm adopted then...why do I have the same last name as you guys, huh?" asked Ethan curiously.
"When we adopted you, we immediately had your last name changed to ours." answered Mr. Morgan.
"But why?" asked Ethan curiously out of confusion.
Mrs. Morgan then placed a comforting hand onto Ethan's knee, as she explained. "We wanted you to feel more like part of the family, honey. We were concerned that-" she started before cutting herself off abruptly to shake her head with a smile. Then she continued. "Correction. I was concerned that eventually when you got a little bit older that you'd start to feel somewhat detached from this family because you were adopted. That you'd begin to feel as if you're not really a part of the Morgan family because you don't share the same last name as us and was adopted. And it just broke my heart to think that someday you might feel that way about us and start to see us as not your real family, anymore." explained Mrs. Morgan wholeheartedly, as she looked at her son earnestly.
Ethan didn't know what to say then. So, instead, he gave her a big hug. "Of course, your my family! I'd never think otherwise! Even if you did tell me sooner! I would still and always will think of you, Dad, and Jane as my family! And me a Morgan, as well! Because I love you guys!" expressed/reassured Ethan wholeheartedly and honestly, as he hugged her. He understood their reasoning on why they felt it necessary to change his last name to Morgan. They just wanted him to feel more a part of the family and loved, was all.
"And the same with us, dear." stated Mrs. Morgan lovingly back, as she smiled back at him in the same loving manner, as well.
But a simple fact still remained. Just what was his original last name, to begin with? "So, um...what was my last name, originally? I'm just curious." asked Ethan.
"It was Black." answered Mrs. Morgan.
Ethan's eyes went wide for a second at the sound of that name, as it took him by surprise. Even Jane was thrown for a loop on that one! As she remembered that name and just who exactly it belongs to, as well! Jesse would be a face she'd never forget, after witnessing and hearing all about the terrible things this man has done to her brother and babysitter, recently.
"B-B-Black?!" repeated Ethan incredulously, though it was more like stuttered.
Seeing Ethan's reaction had confused and worried the two adult Morgans in the room, slightly. "Yes, dear. Black." reiterated Mrs. Morgan with a bit of concern in tone.
"Ethan, son. Is everything alright?" asked Mr. Morgan concernedly.
Ethan quickly recovered over the shock of learning what his given birth last name was and pulled himself together. "Um...yeah, Dad! I'm...fine." replied Ethan halfheartedly, as he gave him an awkward smile and laugh to match, as proof.
Not sure they believed him, Ross and Samantha decided it was best not to push it and just go with it, instead.
Then something else occurred to Ethan. His birth parents. Why did they leave him at an orphanage, to begin with? And what happened to them, as well?
"Do you guys, happen to know what happened to my biological parents and why I was put up for adoption, in the first place?" asked Ethan curiously.
Ross and Samantha gave each other a sad look at first, before deciding to answer his question. "Well...according to the adoption records, your birth mother was listed as deceased. And as for your birth father, he too was listed as deceased on the adoption documents, as well." replied Mr. Morgan remorsefully.
"I see." said Ethan a bit downheartedly, at the thought of both his birth parents being dead now. "Do you know what happened to them, then?" he then asked curiously, looking up at Mr. Morgan for the answer.
Mr. Morgan only shook his head 'no', sadly. "They don't list that kind of information on the adoption papers, unfortunately." he said sympathetically.
Then more of Jesse's words from earlier that night came flooding into his memory. About him saying how they were brothers. So, Ethan naturally wondered if maybe his adoption records would have said something about that.
"Do adoption records also tell you whether or not if that child had any siblings or not, as well?" wondered Ethan curiously.
Mrs. Morgan gave this some thought, as she tried to remember if she had seen something like that on Ethan's papers or not. "Actually...there is a place on the adoption records that list whether or not if the child did have any siblings." she recalled.
"And...were there any siblings listed on mine?" asked Ethan reluctantly, but still wanting to know.
Unfortunately, she shook her head 'no' to that. "I'm afraid not, sweetie. According to your adoption record, you were listed as an only child with no siblings at all, I'm afraid. Sorry, hun." explained Mrs. Morgan sympathetically to the seer.
Ethan felt a wave of relief wash over him, then at the news. As that had meant that Jesse was wrong and that they weren't in fact brothers, after all! Ethan felt ecstatic on the inside learn that he wasn't Jesse's little brother, after all! But...he still couldn't shake the feeling deep down that maybe...he was Jesse's little brother, after all, too. But how?! This was gonna take some deep thinking for later. But for right now, he wanted to bask in the glory that it wasn't true and to enjoy his time with his family, instead.
"It's ok, Mom! I'm cool with it! Really!" reassured Ethan happily with a cheery smile on his face. Making her smile, as well. "So, did you guys EVER plan on telling me that I'm adopted or what?" he then asked seriously, but in a lighthearted and amusing way. "Not that I'm mad at you or anything! Cause I'm not!" he quickly stated then, wanting to clarify with them that he doesn't hold any of it against them.
Mr. Morgan laughed amusingly, then. "Probably?!" he laughed. "Or probably not?!" he added heartedly.
"We had planned on telling you maybe when you were older. Like say...maybe when you turned 21?" stated Mrs. Morgan confidently at first, before then sounding more uncertain and ashamed at her decision to wait so long to tell him.
"21?!" exclaimed Ethan shockingly. "Why 21?!" he then asked curiously in surprise, still.
"Well...I figured if we had told you when you were 18 then it'd be too much for you. Since you'd be a senior in high school and all, which means stressing out over finals and exams. As well, as trying to figure out which colleges to apply for and trying to get into one them, as well!" explained Mrs. Morgan a bit reluctantly at first, before it started to turn into more of a rant, instead. "I just...didn't want to overwhelm you, is all, sweetie. With so much already on your plate." she then said sincerely, sweetly and lovingly, as she gave him a couple of pats on the knee. "At least, by the time you're 21, you'll have everything already figured out for you. You'd be more comfortable about going to college by then, now that you've gotten the hang of it after the first couple of years of it. And you'd also have a steady job by then to help support your financial needs while there, as well. So, the stress factor of life should be somewhat much lower for you by then, when you turn 21." she reasonably explained some more.
"Not to mention, that you'll be old enough to drink, in case you wanted to drown your sorrows in some liquor to think after we did tell you." commented Mr. Morgan in a snarky, but also lightheartedly kinda tone with an amusing smirk on his face.
Mrs. Morgan simply rolled her eyes at her husband for his snarky remark. "And maybe that, too." she said lazily in a sarcastic/annoyed sorta manner. "Anyway, I suppose now was a good enough time as any to tell you all this, anyway, Ethan. You're not our little boy anymore. I should have trusted that in the end you would understand and wouldn't come to resent the fact that you were adopted and not our biological son." she said (getting back on point, again) tenderly and lovingly, as she smiled at him warmly.
Ethan then leaned over to give her a small hug, then. "Like, I said before...it's ok that you guys didn't tell me sooner about not really being your son. And I don't hold it against you at all. Or even hate you for it in the slightest, either. I get you guys just wanted to do what you thought was best for me because you love me, even though I'm not really yours." he smiled then.
Mrs. Morgan couldn't help but to wipe a small tear away from one of her eyes, as she felt overjoyed and happy to have such a wonderful and caring son, like Ethan. "Gee, Ross! I think we did a fine job in raising our precious little boy. Don't you?" she said thoughtfully out of love and pride for the teen.
Mr. Morgan agreed with her, as he got up to move over towards the side of the couch where she was sitting at. He sat down on the arm of the couch and leaned forward to embrace his emotional wife in his arms. He kissed her on the cheek first, before resting his head against hers, as they looked at Ethan with love and happiness like any parent does when they're proud of their child. Both of them sharing the same happy and prideful smile on their faces, as they both thought that adopting Ethan was one of the best things that have ever done in their lives. "That we did, Sam!" he said tenderly in a sincere and caring tone, as he held her close.
Ethan couldn't help but to blush deeply then, as he felt embarrassed now about all the mushy and lovey-dovey attention he was getting from his parents, all of a sudden.
Jane, on the other hand, started to feel a bit jealous about it, though. As he was getting the attention and not her. So, she decided to interject. "Eh-hem! And what about your job raising me? Eh?" inquired Jane vexingly in an intriguing kind of way, as she gave them this suspicious/expected kinda look on her face while glaring at them.
Mrs. Morgan giggled at her daughter's teensy bit of jealousy. "Yes, Jane! And you, too! We also did a fine job in raising you, as well." reassured Samantha sweetly to her little girl, as she smiled at her. This brought a big happy smile to Jane's face, then.
"I don't know...are you sure about that, Mom? I mean, you have no idea how many times she's done black-." began Ethan skeptically, before being cut off by the pain of someone stomping hard on his foot with theirs. "Ah!" he cried out painfully. He then shot Jane a dirty look, as she was the culprit who had stomped on his foot.
But Jane wasn't phased by his evil look, as she shot him one right back as if saying, 'Don't you dare tell them about the blackmailing! Or else!'.
Ethan got the message and begrudgingly decided to let it go and not tell them about all the times Jane has blackmailed him for money or chore exchanges in return for her silence, behind their backs without them even knowing it. He turned back around to face his parents with a forced smile on his face. "Uh...nevermind." he then said to them.
Mr. and Mrs. Morgan both looked at their children in confusion, as they wondered what that was all about. "O-k...?" drawled out Mr. Morgan skeptically.
Mrs. Morgan simply smiled fondly at the two then.
Then a sudden thought occurred Ethan. "Hey, Dad? How come I don't remember any of it? You know, about being an orphan and then being adopted by you guys, as well, as the name change?" wondered Ethan curiously.
Mr. Morgan smiled at his son, then. "You were too young back then to fully remember it all, now. Most people tend to lose some their memories from that early on in life during their childhood as they grow older, I'm afraid." explained Mr. Morgan. "I mean, I can even barely recall some of my most earliest memories from that age!" he added genuinely in a light joking manner.
"But...Ethan's a teenager, Daddy. Not an adult, like you and Mommy?" pointed out Jane with a hint of confusion in her voice.
"Yes, well...even teenagers aren't able to recall very many things that earlier on, too, dear." stated Mr. Morgan assuringly to her. "I bet even you can't quite recall too many memories from that time in your life, either. Huh, sweetheart?" he then said to her kindly.
Realizing her dad was right, Jane shamefully shook her head 'no' at his question. Mr. Morgan smiled at her, then. "How come we can't lose our memories from that early on as we get older, Daddy?" she then asked him curiously.
Mr. Morgan had to give this one some thought before answering her. "I guess...it's because when we're that young, our brains are still developing. Which means they can't process and store everything that we experience around that age, very well, just yet. Meaning that sometimes, some of our memories from that point in our lives wind up becoming lost to us as we grow older." he explained.
Both Jane and Ethan thought about what their father had just explained to them. They both then realized that what he was saying did make sense, a little. Babies and really small children are still developing properly at those ages. Both physically and mentally. That's why when you're that young you go to the doctor a lot for checkups! At least, until you reach a certain age, that is. Then the checkups start to become few and few in between, until you're no longer required to have to go to the doctor's that often, anymore. Because by then, your body and mind should be fully or almost fully developed, then!
Ethan understood this logic. Heck! Even Jane did! Even though she might still be a bit young, she wasn't a dummy! That's for sure! She still understood most grown-up things (some of it probably a kid her age shouldn't know about, just yet), just not maybe all of them, entirely. But this she got! It's just simple logic really! She's been around babies before (mainly her little cousins) and saw how they couldn't quite do everything that she could do, just do, yet. And they didn't seem all that intelligent compared to her and everybody else around her, just yet, either. Not until they got a bit older, that is. But even then, they still weren't as smart as her and can do things that she can do. Jane realized then, that once upon a time, she was probably the same way when she was that little, too. Actually...scratch that. She's actually seen a few home videos that her parents had taken of her and Ethan when they were younger. So, of course, she was that dumb and useless at those ages in her life, as well.
"Well, I better go check on dinner, now! It's probably about done!" announced Mrs. Morgan brightly to everyone suddenly, as she stood up abruptly with a smile on her face.
Then Mr. Morgan stood up, as well. "Excellent! Cause I'm starving!" he declared happily with a smile.
"Great! Then you can help me in the kitchen with setting up the table, then!" beamed Mrs. Morgan gratefully then.
"Awe! Really, dear?! Do I have to?!" complained Mr. Morgan like a little a child, as he groaned satisfyingly.
Mrs. Morgan simply smirked at him then. "Well, if you want to get to eating my delightful cooking all that much faster then it'd be a lot more quicker if I had a bit of help in the kitchen, then. Now, wouldn't it?" she replied mockingly in a playful/smug manner.
Mr. Morgan sighed defeatedly then. "Alright, dear. I'll help." he said disappointedly, as she smiled at him before turning to leave into the kitchen. He then reluctantly followed her into the kitchen to start helping out with setting the table.
Jane giggled at the sight.
"Oh! And why don't you two go on ahead and start washing up for dinner, while we're finishing up in here!" called out Mrs. Morgan's voice from the kitchen.
"Ok, Mom!" yelled back the two siblings at the same time, before doing what they were told to do.
After dinner time and a bit of homework, Ethan was up relaxing in his room before bedtime. As thoughts about what he learned today, raced through his mind.
"Ok. So, apparently, Jesse was right about me being adopted and my last name originally being Black." he thought carefully, as he assessed all the new information that he's learned over the past the few hours about himself, recently. "But...that still doesn't prove anything. He's a 200 and something-year-old vampire, whereas I'm just a 15-year-old human teenager. So, there's clearly no way we're brothers!" he thought some more, as he put together the pieces of this mystery logically.
"The jerk." scoffed Ethan snidely, as he sat up in bed now. He turned his head to look over at his window, as he continued to think.
"But we do share the same last name, though." he then thought sullenly in confusion, though. "How is that even possible?" he wondered curiously to himself. None of it was making any sense to him.
As he continued to stare out his window, he could see the branches of a familiar looking tree that grew in his backyard. That's when Ethan was hit with a flashback about what happened under that tree early on in the school year. When Jesse was trying to resurrect his old flock! But it wasn't the event that struck Ethan's attention, rather something that Jesse had said to him, back then...
"Funny, how they name streets after what they tore down to build them. This used to be an orchard. One of my favorite spots, until your idiot ancestors burned my flock alive."
"That's it! It has to be!" exclaimed Ethan in realization, as he came up with a reason as to how it's possible that he and Jesse were related. It was the word 'ancestors' that had sparked the idea. "We must be distant relatives or something! Yeah...that has to be it!" he thought out loud carefully while putting some more thought into it.
"Jesse wasn't his original name back then. In fact, it was Horace. Reverend Horace Black, to be specific!" he thought out loud to himself, again. And maybe...just maybe, he might have had a sibling back then that we didn't know about! I mean, we really don't know much about Horace Black, except for the fact that he was the town's reverend at the time. And that apparently he and his followers or disciples went around terrorizing and preying upon the town's citizens, back then. Until the town had enough and decided to trap them all in the church and set fire to it. Other than that, the book never really did say anything more about Reverend Black. Like, who his family was or what his childhood was like. So, maybe I'm like...a descendant of a sibling he had, back then!" theorized Ethan, as he pieced it all together.
To Ethan, this theory was much more plausible, than believing that they were actually brothers! But there was still one question left to answer, though...?
"If that's the case, then...why would Jesse lie and tell me that we were brother, then?" thought Ethan questionably, as he was baffled by it. Bringing a hand up to his chin, as he thought hard and carefully about it.
Then Ethan shrugged it off. "Knowing Jesse, he was probably just trying to get into my head and psych me out for some reason. That evil bastard always did love playing mind games with people. This was probably some sort of trick to throw me off somehow, so he can get to Sarah, again. It has to be!" he said nonchalantly at first, playing it off as nothing new for that evil vampire, before then growing a bit irritated at the end at the thought of him trying to make another play at Sarah, again.
"Well, I won't let him win! Not this time! He's hurt Sarah enough, already! And I won't let him do it, again!" declared Ethan determinedly.
With that in mind, Ethan then looked over at his clock to see what time it was. Realizing it was now almost bedtime, he decided to get ready for bed.
Once he was all done with his usual bedtime routine, Ethan turned out his light and then climbed into bed. Ready to put this long and tiring day, behind him.
But as he laid there drifting off to sleep, that small nagging feeling in his brain and heart that refused to go away and let him believe that Jesse was laying about the brother thing was still there. Even though, Ethan was dead set on not believing him and that the theory that he had come up with just minutes ago was the more believable answer, instead.
A/N: Alright, folks! That's the end of chapter 6! ;D
So, Ethan now knows that he was in fact adopted and that his last name used to be Black before the Morgans had changed it to theirs. But does that really mean he's Jesse's little brother, though? Or is Ethan's theory of how it's possible for them to share the same last name the more correct answer? ;)
And even though, he now knows that he's adopted, Ethan still forgives them and still loves them very much, regardless. I bit of a difference from my other story (The Origin Of Ethan Morgan) where Ethan learns that he's adopted, huh? In that story, he was furious with them for keeping something so big, hidden from him for so long. But in this story, I decided to let them off easy. Mainly because how they came to adopt Ethan was a bit more lighthearted and legit in this one, than it was in the other one. I don't want to spoil anything for those who might've not read The Origin Of Ethan Morgan, yet, by saying too much. You'll just have to go and read it to find out, if you wanna know! ;D
I apologize if any of thing I've said in this chapter about adoptions is incorrect. I don't know a whole lot about it, to be honest. I just figured that depending on the kind of adoption it is, that on the child's papers (if it was an open adoption, that is) it would have their birth parents listed on the document, as well, as to whether or not they had any siblings, too. I know the birth parents being listed part is correct if it's an open adoption, but I'm not sure about the part listing any known biological siblings, though. So, please don't feel offended or get mad at me for my mistake if I am wrong about it, though.
Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed reading chapter 6 of this story! The next one should be when all the juicy stuff comes out! :D Or at least, some of it, anyway. It's hard to tell since it has yet to be written! *giggles* ;P
Until next time, I'll be seeing you all around! Bye! :D
