Chapter number 14. Retelling the past.

"It all started just over three years ago" Martha started. "Granddad had been put in jail only a few months before and ever thing around town seemed to ether be bad or about to get bad, there was project 56 which absolutely everyone seemed to be off there heads about and then I got a phone call from the hospital" she paused for a minute, now there was no way of avoiding the fact that she might not even be his daughter.

"A phone call about what?" Brett asked to encourage her to keep going, he was filled with suspense and it was clearly marked all over his face.

"They told me that..." she paused again, tears were forming in her eyes at the remembrance of her past. "That, there was a possibility that I was switched at birth".

Brett's face changed from the look of suspense quickly to a look of shock. "But , but , how? I mean... Oh my gosh. Did it ever get confirmed?"

"No, I almost got the results, but I couldn't" Martha sobbed "I couldn't face the possibility of thinking that the people I thought were my family weren't" she explained, not even mentioning Jack, she didn't need her father worrying about her love life right now.

"Hey, sh, sh, sh" Brett comforted her moving around the desk to sit next to her. "Is that how you ended up here?"

"Yeah, after I got the phone call to come and get the results I ran away, and before i knew it I was lost, with no where to go".

"And then Sasha took you in" Brett finished her sentence.

"Yeah how did you know?"

"I've heard a lot about the way she runs that place, if you ask me it's a disgrace. She shouldn't be turning people off the streets into slaves, it's just a way of saving money so she doesn't have to buy them".

"Yeah I guess so" Martha answered.

"You could probably do with some rest princess".

"Yeah, I'm so tired".

"Ok come on I'll go open up one of the spare rooms for you".

"Whats wrong with the room I've got?"

"Thats the maids room sweaty, I'll get you a better one, you'll be more comfortable there".

"Ok then" Martha said before getting up and following Brett out of the room.

Jack drove around the streets of Sydney, he knew where he was, he just didn't know where he was going, he'd lost track of Martha just over six hours ago now and it had gotten dark a while ago. "Am I ever going to find you again Martha?" he said softly to the empty car, "I'm not giving up on you" he added before turning around and heading home to get some rest, not that he'd be able to, but he knew driving aimlessly around the streets wasn't going to help.

Next time:

Jacks search for Martha continues.

Martha settles into her new life with her dad.

Still to come in later chapters:

Who survived the fire?