Erikstrulove- I'm sorry but there is no evil Mr. Lyle clone. But don't worry he will show a little emotion in a few more chapters.
LJP- Yes even though Jake can be a bit of an ass he is a sweetie Now it's three more chapters to go.
Ann- don't worry about the three house Jarod and Morgan will supervise all.
THANKS JACKIE
CHAPTER 56: OH AND ONE MORE THING
January 29, 2004
12:44pm
Charlottesville, Virginia
Russell Family Home
"Hi." Jeremiah said entering the children's room. Greg and Melissa were the only ones there. They were sitting on Greg's bed playing a game of chess.
"Hey." The other two children replied not looking up form their game. Jeremiah stood in the doorway nervously shuffling his feet.
"I want to apologize." He said quietly. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you two about our birth parents." Greg and Melissa exchanged a look
"'S okay." Greg finally said. Jeremiah looked up to meet his brother and sister's gaze seeing forgiveness in their eyes a smile of relief crossed his face.
"It's a relief that you know, not having to be the only one knowing." Jeremiah admitted. Siting down next to his brother and sister.
"Tell us about her, our mother. What did she look like?" Greg asked.
"I can do better than telling you wait one sec." Jeremiah said and got up form his seat and walked over to the trunk at the foot of his bed. He returned with a photograph.
"She's beautiful." Melissa gasped.
"Her name was Alannah. She wanted for me to tell you to that she loved us very much and that she'd always be watching over us." Jeremiah spoke.
"We have her hair and eyes, everything else we get from Lyle." Greg said. He then frowned. "Lyle's really our father." Greg whispered. "Well at least we got his good looks instead of his homicidal tendencies." He laughed bitterly.
"Do you think that if he knew about us..." Melissa faltered.
"I think that he would care about us. Maybe one day he would even come to love us. Who knows? One day we might tell him who we are. In a way he has the right to know." Jeremiah said.
"We're sending him to his death you know." Melissa said sadly.
"No Lis we aren't. His downfall was his own doing." Greg told his sister.
"But he's our father." Melissa protested.
"No he's not." Jeremiah said calmly. "Our father is sitting downstairs with our Mom and the rest the rest of our family. Given enough time Lyle may come to love, or at lest except us, but he will never be our father."
"And what of Alannah?"
"She was our mother and she loved us more than life it's self. Downstairs is a woman whom we call Mom who loves us just as much as Alannah did. Jen is our mother too, even though she didn't gave birth to us." Jeremiah told his brother and sister.
"Well big brother since it appears as though you have all of the answers how come you have an inner-sense and we don't?" Melissa asked.
"I don't know when it first started and I was hearing our Grandmother's voice. At first I thought I was accidentally tapping into Air, Andy or Alex's abilities. When our mom died I began to hear her voice. Why only me? I have no clue. Maybe I'm just special." Jeremiah shrugged.
"You're special alright little brother." Greg joked.
"Shut up Greg." Jeremiah shot back.
"So now what?" Melissa asked.
Jeremiah sighed. "Now I go talk to our Mom and Dad." He said getting up.
"Good luck little bro," Greg called after his brother.
Jeremiah walked into the kitchen, there he found his parents sitting across the table from Jarod and Morgan. The four adults looked up at Jeremiah. From the looks on his parents' faces he could tell that they had revealed the triplets true origins to Jarod and Morgan. "So they told you huh?" Jeremiah said to his aunt and uncle.
"Yes they did," Morgan answered. "Jerry why didn't you tell me?"
"Why would I tell you Aunt Morgan when I couldn't even tell my own brother and sister?" Jeremiah replied. He was angry with himself. He now knew how Alex felt keeping secrets from her parents. But for Jeremiah the pain was worse he had kept an enormous secret from the two people he should of never had to have kept a secret from, his brother and sister. And then their were his parents, not once in the time had he known them did they show any indications that they would never not love him unconditionally. Yet he could not bring himself to tell them the truth until Alex had set it in motion.
"Jeremiah..." Jarod began.
"Stop Uncle Jarod. I already know what you're gonna say. So can we just drop it ...please? Jeremiah sighed.
"Of course baby," Morgan said.
"Thanks Aunt Morgan." Jeremiah replied. "Uh Mom, Dad can I talk to you? Alone?" The boy asked glancing at his aunt and uncle.
"We'll go." Morgan said she and Jarod getting up from the table. Jeremiah sat down across from his parents. Unable to speak he opted to play with the salt and pepper shakers.
"Jer," Sam said breaking the silence. Jeremiah looked up at his father. "You should have told us." Sam said gently.
"I know it was just hard," Jeremiah said quietly.
"Sweetie, you shouldn't have had to carry that burden alone," Jen told her son. "You should have told us what happened that day. You didn't have to tell us that Lyle was your father,"
"Lyle isn't my father." Jeremiah almost yelled, interrupting his mother. "As far as I'm concerned Lyle was just a donor."
"What I was trying to say Jeremiah is that you have to stop keeping secrets like these from us. It not healthy for you. Not to mention the fact that your father and I should have been told."'
"Why so that you could have decide if you wanted to get yourselves involved with the bastard children of a psychopath?"
"Jeremiah James Grey, don't you ever talk to your mother or me that way ever. Do you here me?" Sam said both of his hands on his son's shoulders. Jeremiah nodded his head unable to speak.
"You listen to me Jeremiah, your mother and I love you, your brother and sister very much, nothing, nothing will ever change that. Last night when Alex told us that Lyle was your father the first thing I thought was 'am I going to have to give up my children.' Not 'oh God did I make a mistake'. I don't care if your birth father was Hitler. It doesn't mater because you are a good person. Being related to Lyle doesn't make you him I know that, as does your mother. Why you would think that we would feel that way is beyond me not to mention insulting." Sam said.
"'M sorry." Jeremiah muttered and his father pulled him into a hug.
"It looks like we all have our scars from the Centre." Jen commented
"You're taking about Alex now?" Jeremiah asked.
"To a degree." Jen admitted. "We're you all ever going to tell us what Lyle did to Alex had Jarod and Morgan not approached her?"
"Only Alex had the right to tell. It was her decision to make the rest of us had no say in it. She didn't want to tell, we didn't want to tell because we wanted to protect you."
"That's the thing Jer, we are the parents. Your mother and I are meant to protect you, your brother and sisters. It's not the other way around." Sam told his son.
"I just don't want for you two to blame yourselves for what happened to us." Jeremiah said.
"You let us worry about us okay. We're adults we can handle a lot of things." Sam replied. "I never told you much about my childhood did I?" Sam asked.
"No."
"I was about six when the Centre killed my parents. Both of them worked for the Centre. My father worked closely with Catherine Parker; my mother was a nurse under Edna Raines. After my parents were murdered I was placed in the Centre. They let me out when i was fifteen. But only if I swore to work for the Centre. Catherine Parker was angry to say the least. You see when I was a boy I spent a lot of time with Morgan. We were close. Brother and sister practically. There was another boy who played with us but I can't remember his name he stopped coming around when I was three or so."
"I knew that you were familiar." Charles said. He had been standing in the doorway waiting for the right time to come into the kitchen for a glass of water.
"Excuse me?" Sam said confused.
"Your little Sammy. I met you for the first time when you were two. Maggie and I had had brought Jarod to visit Catherine and her little girl for the weekend, and you were there. The three of you were inseparable. Hell when we left all three of you were in tears."
"Dad cried 'cause Uncle Jarod was leaving?" Jeremiah asked grinning.
"Shut up Jerry." Sam said playfully.
"Your father, Morgan and Jarod were the best of friends. The three of them were constantly going between Blue Cove and D.C. for visits. You see Maggie and I lived In Blue Cove that's how we met Catherine. When Jarod was a year old we moved to D.C. Morgan and Jarod were crushed, so we would let the two of them visit each other. Catherine would bring Morgan down on month, and then Margaret and I would bring Jarod up the next month." Charles explained. "Jar, Mor and Sammy." That's what you three called each other. And boy could you all get into trouble when you wanted to."
"That was all Morgan's fault." Sam replied. "If I remember correctly. She dragged Jar and me all over the place. And there was this one Nanny who we loved to torture. She made the best grilled cheese sandwiches too." "Are you talking about Emma?" Morgan asked entering the kitchen with Gabe in her arms in search for a bottle.
"Why yes I am. And guess what Charles and Margaret have been holding out on us." Sam said.
"What do you mean?"
"Remember when we were kids, you me and another boy played together all the time?" Sam said
"Yeah what about it?" Morgan asked
"Guess who that other little boy was." Sam told her. "I'll give you a big hit you're married to him."
"You're kidding me." Morgan said looking at Sam and Charles.
"No you three were close when you were kids. When I found out that it was you that they put on the pursuit team I didn't have the heat to tell Jarod the truth. Hell I didn't even think that he remembered."
"All right does anyone else have anymore life altering secrets to share?" Sam asked.
"Not that I can think of." Jeremiah replied. "So you said that my dad cried. Was it uncontrollable sobbing or just silent tears?" Jeremiah asked Charles.
"Jeremiah go upstairs." Sam instructed his son.
Well three more chapters to go. And then it's time for a new story. This chapter kinda introduces my new story which is why not much happend. Anyway let me know what you thought I look forward to your reviews.