Chapter One

Felicity took the knife full of peanut butter and smeared it all over the Oreo. She shoved it all into her mouth and looked over at Abby. Abby shrugged and Felicity lifted an eyebrow at her.

"Okay, okay," Abby whined, "I'll do it. I won't like it. I know it."

Felicity just rolled her eyes at that and swallowed. "It's not bad. You'll like it. You are the girl who likes Cooler Ranch Doritos and veggie dip together."

"I'm not the only one who likes that."

"Oh yeah? Name one other person-besides your brother," Felicity added as Abby opened her mouth.

"Um.you."

"Me? I spit mine out, remember?"

"Oh, yeah. Um, okay. Who likes them? I can't think of anyone."

"Duh. That's cause you're the only one who does like them."

"I'm not the only one with weird eating habits. How about you and eating mac and cheese with ketchup and the whole Oreo and peanut butter issue?"

"I'm not the only one with those types of eating habits. Before you say whom, let me tell you. Mac and cheese with ketchup-your mom, Dan, and Gordon. Oreo and peanut butter-Emma, Kristy, and Alan."

"Point taken. I give up."

"Ha! I got you to give up! I'm good, I'm good," Felicity said as she started to do a victory dance on the bed.

"Shut up," Abby said. Felicity smiled at her and sat back down. There was a moment of silence after this; Abby took in a deep breath and turned to Felicity.

"Felicity, can I ask you a question?" she asked seriously.

"Yeah," Felicity said, growing equally serious. "About what?"

"My mom and I are worried about you. You.well, you really aren't talking about this whole situation with your mom's sibling and Ben." Felicity let out a long sigh and scooted back to lean against Abby's bed's headboard.

"This whole thing. it's just, you know, bringing back my parents' accident and I don't want to go there again. and it just doesn't seem fair that I'm getting lucky to find them. I mean, there are hundreds of people out there looking for their. birth parents. and I'm just looking for either an aunt or uncle.why should I be able to find my aunt, uncle when there are people out there who deserve to find their parents? I mean. I don't know what I mean, Abby," Felicity said, and started to cry. Abby scooted over to her and wrapped her arm around Felicity.

"It's okay," Abby whispered.

"I don't want this to be happening! I want Ben to be all right! I want Patrice and my parents to be alive so I don't have to go through this!" Felicity said, sobbing.

"It's going to be okay, Felicity," Abby said, giving her friend a fierce hug. "We're going to be there for you."

"Thanks," Felicity sniffled. "You probably want to hear my latest feelings on all this, don't you?"

"If you want to tell me them, then go ahead."

"You really should be a psychiatrist," Felicity said, rubbing her eyes and gearing up her courage. "I really don't know what to think. I mean in this way I'll be fulfilling my mom's unspoken wish of finding her sibling and this way I'll be putting Ben's fears to rest that I'll be taken care of when he dies, but. what if the guy is a total jerk? What if he's. what if he doesn't accept me?"

"If any of that happens, you can always move in with us. God knows we consider you a part of the family already."

"Thanks," Felicity said as she glanced at the clock. "Man, Ben's going to kill me!"

"Why?"

"I'm, like, ten minutes past curfew, and it takes fifteen minutes to get home!"

"You wanna do something tomorrow?"

"Sure. Call me with an idea. Bye!" Felicity shouted as she flew down the steps. She tore open the door and ran to her car. She reached her car and opened it, sliding into the driver's seat and reaching for her purse. She opened it and dug around for her car keys, pulled them out and started up the car.

She got home fifteen minutes later. She ran up the back steps and yanked the kitchen door open.

"Ben?" she shouted, dropping her purse on the kitchen table. "I'm home. Sorry about coming home late, but I was over at Abby's and time just flew by," Felicity continued as she walked into the den.

"Felicity? Is that you?" Ben's voice asked as it floated down the hall.

"Yeah, where are you?"

"In my office. I need to speak with you." Ben shouted. Felicity got a questioning gaze on her face as she walked out of the den and down the hall. She walked into the office and sat down on one of the chairs.

"What?" she asked, drawing her legs up onto the chair and crossing them.

"We have a name," Ben said. Felicity's eyes widened in shock at the news and her hands clutched the armrests in trepidation.

"Wh-what is it?" she asked nervously.