HA! Insane Zula I proved ya wrong! its been only a week!!

lol Ok I'm sorry about the cliff hanger. I just couldn't resist!!!Much like that pint of ben and jerrys in my freezer! DAMM THEIR NEW YORK SUPER FUDGE CHUNK!! DAMM! Ok I'm over it. I wrote this chapter pretty quick because I wanted to put ya'll out of your misery and it'll explain EVERYTHING! And no it's not going to be a "Dream sequence" lol ok kids.... You know what to do... Read and Review. Hey that rhymes. Rock on. Lol –audacious

Sarah met me halfway up the stairs followed by Anna and the rest of the "entourage".

"Look! Just look at this!!" with a shaking hand I thrust the paper at Sarah. "Its official, I hate him and hope he rots."

As Sarah scanned it, Brock came up from behind. "Why don't we all go to the living room." He said in a low voice.

They all turned and left except for Sarah who was still reading.

Brock leaned down and placed a kiss behind my ear, and whispered "It's all gonna work out now."

I choked back an angry sob. Sarah looked up at us a vindictive glint was in her eye as if should could taste imminent victory, "I think we got 'im. Do you know what this is? Where did you find this?" Her hands closed around my upper arms, "You need to tell me everything."

"Upstairs in the attic. Becca's jewelry box it had a secret drawer. I dropped it and it –"I trailed off starting to cry angry, frustrated tears. How could he do this to me?

"What exactly is that?" Brock asked. He hadn't seen it yet but he passed the photograph and the broken jewelry box which I hadn't seen him carry down to Sarah.

She smirked looking at the picture, "Talk about a silver platter. OK. What this thing is, is a Declaration of Termination of Parental Rights. Not only does it have Grayson's name on it and Becca's name on it, but this signature at the bottom is none other then Jimmy the Turd's. Notarized, signed, sealed and hidden away for 5 years. Complete with photograph. It could only get better with gift wrapping"

She flashed it towards me. An unsmiling Jimmy held a sleeping Grayson, still wrapped in this hospital blanket, a small blue cap on his head.

"C'mon troops. Let's go plan our strategy for tomorrow." Sarah moved down the stairs and headed towards the living room where everyone else was.

I turned to Brock.

With a sigh I wrapped my arms around his waist wiping my eyes against his shirt. "It's fitting that the man that made my sister cry so much is doing the same to me isn't it?"

He sat down heavily on the top stair so he was eye level with me, "Becca's tears where filled with pain and sadness, but you have the opportunity to do something different and make things work..." he trialed off, "ok that doesn't make sense."

I sniffled a laugh shaking my head, "I know what you mean. Don't dwell in the pain but make it into something joyful."

"Um yeah."

Still laughing, I kissed him lightly. "Thank you and you, in some twisted-not-making-sense, are right."

By the time we made it to the living room, Sarah had all ready explained everything to the group. Triumphant grins were all around.

Quickly I wiped the tears away and gave my own grin and shot a look at Brock. Mark, Kurt and Paul gave excuses that they had to go, and Anna showed them to the door.

Sarah patted the cushion next to her on the couch as I sat down. Brock perched on the edge of the chair nearest me. Anna came back into the room and sat down next to me.

"So all he did want was money, wasn't it." I said toying with the broken jewelry box, "I could never figure out his motivation."

A light went on in Sarah's head, "That's what he talked to you about wasn't it? The other day. When you wouldn't tell me."

Anna sharply inhaled and tsked.

Nodding, I defended myself, "I was going to tell you, but Anna was there and then things happened and I never got a chance."

Sarah rolled her eyes, "Honestly. Luckily for you the end of this will be a lot better then I could ever hope for. The bribery we are going to sit on for now, use that for leverage if we need it. But tomorrow we'll bring these findings to court. The one thing I can't figure out is why my paralegals didn't find a record of this."

I took the photocopied sheet from her and scanned it, "Probably because she filed it using my mother's maiden name and your last name. See-"I pointed, "Larson-Danials. She used that at times. I guess now was one of those."

"Yeah that would make sense." Sarah looked thoughtful, "I wish we could know why he signed it. Did she ever keep a diary?"

Shaking my head "No" I peered into the broken drawer on the box, "There is something stuck back there." I grimaced as I attempted to tear the bottom off, a sliver deposited itself in my finger, "Shit that hurts."

Brock took it from me as I sucked my injured finger, his massive hands shattered the box and the stuck item fell to the ground.

"Lord what else has she hidden?" I muttered scooping it up and unwrapping the sheets of copy paper.

"What's in there?" Sarah was to the point of an orgasm with the idea of walking into court tomorrow with all of this. Anything else I was afraid she would burst.

I held up the top sheet, "It's ah the police report from when Jimmy beat Becca. Holy mother of God. This proves what a lying sack of shit his lawyer is."

Sarah gleefully took the report from me. "It's a photocopy but it's got the officers name on it. Excellent. Add this to the pile!"

My voice shook a little, "The other piece is a note from Becca."

I read:

"Dear Sis, If you are reading this it means I broke down and wrote you a 'Dear John' letter and I'm gone. Thank you for taking care of my baby, he is going to be a beautiful little boy because of you. I tried all my life to be like you, you always had everything together and I always was falling apart at the seams. I'm so happy that even if I'm not like you, my son will be. In this secret drawer you found the police report and the termination order. I don't have the originals. Jimmy took those from me. He didn't think I would be smart enough to make copies. He always underestimated me. Make him suffer. I know you are wondering why I didn't go through with the report against Jimmy and I'm so sorry I couldn't tell you. He signed the termination form because I promised I wouldn't go through with pressing charges. Jimmy didn't expect that from me either. He's such a shit..."

I grinned and looked up at Brock.

"That's my story. I love you. Tell Grayson that I loved him so much I made a deal with the devil to keep him safe. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. -Becca"

"Well that answers that." I sighed heavily. "Wow. I never knew."

Brock grabbed my hand and squeezed as Anna rubbed my back softly.

Sarah gleefully exclaimed, "I can not wait for tomorrow!"