Hello, it is the 28th and I am back with a new chapter! It's funny how, when I first came up with the idea for this story, this was one of the chapters that I really wanted to write. But for some reason, I procrastinated so hard getting it done! It took until just a few days ago. But I'm pleased with how it turned out. It's funny how sometimes when you want to write the most, you put it off because you're worried about being unable to capture the initial vision :D I hope you enjoy. This is the letter Jorginho writes to Sammy when he tells him who they really are to each other :3

Ages:

Jorginho: 43

Sammy: 29

Disclaimer: I own the story and the OCs mentioned!

Dear Samuel,

Jorginho here.

It's been a while since we've stayed in touch like this, isn't it? It's been so wonderful phoning you up and even texting you over the past few months but there's something I wish to talk to you about and I think writing by hand is the way forward. Well, I hope that it is. To tell you the truth, the pen has already slipped from my fingers so many times!

But this is indeed important. And you might want to sit yourself down for it.

Before we proceed, I just want to tell you in case I haven't spoken of it enough that I think it's so great that we have been able to get to know each other all over again. It's been one of the most wonderful things in my life, actually, and a real reason to smile.

I don't like to burden others or even myself, but I had been feeling lost until I decided to bite the bullet and reach out to someone that I hoped was indeed a misplaced relative of mine. I had always enjoyed the work that I do but more and more, I couldn't help but focus on what was dragging me down rather than why I had remained loyal for so long.

And as for family – well – it became harder and harder to ignore that I didn't have any and the few that I once had left, I walked away from. Pushed away too. I never meant to push you away back then, Samuel. I didn't mean to walk away from you either and I really hope that you didn't feel that I was doing that. I just needed to get away from the house that we all shared, and I needed to try something new for myself.

I needed to find out who I was for myself. And I felt like I couldn't breathe anymore. I needed to find new air in my lungs. All on my own.

I guess you might be wondering what burdened me so much as we grew up together when we have always spoken to each other with fondness of when we both lived under the same roof and that is where it gets tricky. That is where what I need to tell you comes in.

I really hope you are sitting down for this.

Sam, I am not your cousin.

I am your brother. Your half-brother.

God, I can't tell you the length of time it took me from writing the rest of the words to get to those last few. You can probably tell by my writing but then again, maybe you have no idea how much my hand is shaking. How much my heart is pounding. My heart that has always kept you tucked up inside it and yes, the heart that pumps the same blood around both our bodies.

I'm sure you are bewildered. I know you must be in deep shock. I wish that it could be your parents to tell you rather than someone who, up until a few months ago, might as well have been a stranger. I wish that your mother could have told you. I wish that our mother could have told you. But I knew a very long time ago that she probably never would.

It killed me back then to keep it from you, just as the nerves are killing me now. I hate that she didn't tell me for so long either. But I hate even worse that deep down I always knew. That was the reason that it hurt so much to be the other in your household. The outcast on the outside of a devoted trio. Because I was not. We were brothers, you and me. Together with our mother, we should have been the trio. We could have been a family.

But we weren't.

Why we could not be was never spoken aloud in words so much as hinted. Sensed. If you decide to go asking, you will find out for yourself too, as well as how on earth this truth came to be. I might be so bold as to tell you the truth about us, but I think the bigger details are for someone else to give to you. And if they refuse – well – we shall cross that bridge if we come to it.

I'm sure you are feeling a great many things, my baby brother. Like I have carried all these years, you probably have a feeling of relief. A feeling of like walking into a room you swear you had stepped inside before. Maybe you're angry. You might be angry. You might be sad as well. Sad for all the years we lost. Sad we were raised to ignore. Together our bond as brothers. Me the guilt that is still very much alive in me. And you the intuition inside of you.

I know a part of you sensed we were more than cousins. I know you wondered. But I also know you didn't know what exactly you were wondering. What exactly you were feeling.

I'm going to let you go now, okay, buddy? Process this however you need to and don't hesitate to phone me up for anything. Write back to me if you see fit. Ask questions. Seek reassurance. You might want to just tell me I'm a selfish jerk for not letting you know sooner. I'll take that. I'll take anything.

I know you've had so much change going on in your life recently and I loathe to add to the pile but yes, selfishly – maybe I am selfish – I couldn't bottle it up any longer. I could barely hide it back then and I definitely could no longer anymore. I had to tell you the truth. I hope that you can handle the truth. I hope you can begin to make peace with it.

Together, I hope we can make peace with it.

Please, don't hesitate to reach out and we can work through this together. I have been delighted to know you again. And I want to be there for you. I mean that. I really do.

Take care, Samuel.

And be good.

From your big brother,

Jorginho.

There you go! Thanks so much for reading and I hope you enjoyed :3 I love delving into the sensitive side of Jorginho. No doubt is he a devoted relative to Sammy despite it all and indeed a loyal big brother. It's so heartbreaking that he had to not only grow up in the family feeling like an outcast but even worse having to lie to the person that he held dearest. No wonder he seeks acceptance elsewhere and certainly in Team Rocket. How fortunate Sammy him are to reunite, it's true. But it's all because Jorginho here decided to be brave and truthful, and put all that into motion :3 Thanks again and I will be back again on Wednesday so see you then!

Amy signing out :)