Chapter 13

Cameron helped Kay up as they went to a blind spot of the window, "You sure you're okay?" He asked.

"There's no bullet in my body so I would say so." Kay tried to joke, "We're being followed."

"But why?"

"Maybe there really is more to Shawn and Fiona's deaths than meet the eye." Kay came up with an idea, "Maybe there's one place where we might get answers but it's a long shot and I don't even know if it could help. There's a cafe that Fiona worked at since she was eighteen and only recently did Fiona leave because Farrah was born."

"Why didn't we go there first?"

"Because it's run by this elderly woman from Wisconsin who gave Farrah a job when she left the system, so this cafe owner wasn't exactly on our list of suspects."

Cameron nodded, "Alright, I see your point there."

"But now... maybe there's something she knows." Kay shrugged, genuinely unsure.

"Let's go. Actually, wait a sec." Before they could leave the room, Cam grabbed Kay by the arm and pulled her close.

"Cameron?" Kay's eyes scanned his face. He had this terrified look in his eyes. The way he was looking at her was intense, like he was trying to memorize every little detail of her face.

"I'm sorry but... I just can't help but think that... if that bullet had hit you?"

Kay gave him a loving look, it was sweet that he was so concerned about her, "But it didn't, thanks to you. I'm here, I'm fine, don't worry about me."

Cameron let out a chuckle, "Easier said than done."

Kay took his hand and kissed his cheek, "I can take care of myself, so don't worry. Now let's go see if we have a new lead."

Cameron smiled worryingly as they left the apartment, "That doesn't mean I don't want to take care of you!" He argued playfully.

Back at the archive, Farrah was taking a nap on the couch with Johnny watching over her to make sure she didn't roll off when the phone rang, "Hey Cam... ... ... What? Someone tried to shoot Kay? You guys okay?... ... ... Okay, do you expect to find anything at this cafe? ... ... ... Okay, I see your point... ... ... Uh, well Dina and Jordan went to get some tech equipment, and Gunter went out to get another play pen for Farrah... ... ... he claims that she needs one in the archive, which I kind of agree with. You know, give the kid her own space... ... ... Yup, it's just me and the kid, so far, so good... ... ...Okay, I'll see you in a bit." A few minutes later, the phone rang again, "Hello?"

"Hello Jonathan." A familiar voice said on the other line. Jonathan's eyes widened as he recognized that voice, "It's been a while hasn't it?"

"What the hell are doing calling me? I thought that by leaving in the middle of the night, I made it clear that I didn't want anything to do with you. I was done with you."

"Oh no, I only called as a favour... being an old friend and all."

Jonathan's eyes widened as he picked up Farrah to hold her close, thankfully not waking her up as she relaxed in his arms and kept giving out little baby noises in her sleep, "Y-you... you were the one who sent the note, weren't you?"

"Oh yes, I meant what I said. That little girl does have your smile. It'd be a shame if something happened to her."

"Are you threatening my niece? I know you're a killer but this is an infant you're talking about!"

"Oh, I have no intention of harming that sweet little girl but my employer thinks otherwise."

"Your employer? Who's your employer?"

"Oh Johnny, you know I can never tell you everything. Where would be the fun in that?"

Jonathan felt himself getting angry, "Look, I don't know what kind of sick twisted game you're trying to play but I swear to God that you come anywhere near my niece, I will not hesitate in destroying you."

The voice on the other line chuckled, "What are you going to do? Kill me? We both know you and your brother do not have the stomach for that."

"I can do something far worse. I have the serum." There was no response, "Not so confident now, are you?"

"How the hell did you get it out of the vault?" The voice snarled.

"That's for me to know and for you to figure out. You're a real know-it-all but you've made one fatal mistake from the very beginning, you messed with my family. So you better hope I never have to see you again because you'll regret you ever showed your face that first night."

"Goodbye Jonathan."

"Wait."

"What?"

"If I find out that you were anywhere near my sister the night she died... you're going to have a lot more than a missing serum to worry about."

"Goodbye Jonathan."

The other line ended with a click as Jonathan threw the phone across the couch with a light thump. Farrah stirred as Jonathan held her close and whispered, "Hey, I know you're asleep but I need to tell you something. A long time ago, I told your mother that Uncle Cam and I would protect her. I didn't keep my word because..." Because his father didn't want her and Jonathan didn't look for her when he could've... all he had to go on was her first name though but... he didn't look for her. Jonathan sighed, "I mean I know it sounds weird to say but I'm five years older than she was, there are things I could have remembered for her and for you if I had just been brave enough to stand up to my dad for her the same way I tried to stand up for me and Cam but instead, I chose to forget about her... so her first word, her first step, her first smile... none of us can tell you about that... I-I could have protected her... I just chose to forget... I'm sorry. Now I make you a promise kiddo, just between the two of us. I can't promise that I will always protect you but I can promise that I will die trying before I let anyone do anything to you." He kissed the top of her little head, "I promise. Uncle Johnny's here."

As Cameron and Kay reached the cafe, Kay noticed that other than the phone call with Jonathan, Cam had been very quiet, "Cameron? You alright?"

"Hmm? Yeah, I'm fine, I just..." He looked at Kay and thought about what could've happened to her if he had noticed that red dot just one second later. He couldn't lose her. Not now, not ever, it would kill him if Kay got hurt.

"Hey... we're going to figure this out. Fiona and Shawn will get justice." Kay said. Cam was amazed, she had almost been killed and here she was thinking about justice for his family. One thing became clear in that moment as he looked into her soft brown eyes, he loved her. Kay unbuckled her seat and got out of the car as Cam followed suit.

Cameron squinted as he looked at the cafe, something about it seemed... familiar. Even as they went inside, he felt like he should know this place. "Hello there!" A skinny elderly woman with a vintage style bob haircut said from behind the counter, "Welcome. What can I get you?"

Kay smiled at the old woman, "Hello, we're looking for a Marigold Rieder."

"That's me. What can I help you with?"

"We're here about Fiona Jonbroni."

"May I ask who you are?"

"Kay Daniels, FBI and this is my partner, Cameron Black."

Cameron shook the woman's hand, "I'm also Fiona's half-brother."

"Half-brother?"

"Uh, yeah... I found out a few days ago that we shared a father."

"Fiona never knew her father, could never find her records..." Marigold then smiled, "Oh, well, I'll tell you everything you want to know. Such a sweet girl. Let me get you some coffee and cheesecake."

"Oh no, that's fine" Cameron said.

"Nonsense, it's on the house. Especially if you're Fiona's family, I remember how she always said she wished she had more family."

Cameron and Kay sat at the counter as Marigold came back with two plates of cheesecake and placed them in front of them. Kay began asking, "Marigold... when was the last time you saw Fiona?"

Marigold thought for a moment, "Oh... about a week ago. With the baby and all, I can't expect to see that girl everyday anymore."

Cameron and Kay looked at each other realizing that Marigold had no idea as to what happened. Cameron sighed, "Marigold, I'm sorry but... Fiona... is gone."

Marigold's face grew concerned, "Is she missing?"

"N-no... she's..." Cameron wasn't sure how to tell this sweet old lady who clearly cared for Fiona that Fiona was dead.

"What happened?"

"She... she's dead."

Marigold's eyes widened, "W-what? N-no, th-that's impossible... I just saw her last week, she was fine and well and-oh god, does her husband... her husband, Shawn, does he know?"

"Sh-Shawn's dead too..."

Marigold shook her head, unable to speak for a few minutes. Once it had finally settle, she asked, "W-what about Farrah? Is she okay?"

Cameron nodded, "We found her at the scene where we found Fiona and she's been staying with me... she's a great kid."

Marigold gave a sad smile, "She really is... so friendly and so full of love. It's good that it turns out she has family she can count on. I always worried about that given how Shawn's family was like."

Kay raised her eyebrows, "What were they like exactly?"

"Oh, well..." Marigold waved her hand, "That's kind of a long story..."

Cameron smiled reminding Marigold of the way Fiona would smile, "Any information would be useful plus... I'd like to know more about my sister."

Marigold smiled at the young man, "Alright. Their story started about seven years ago..."

Okie-dokie! So, next chapter, we are going to be learning a little more about Shawn and Fiona. It is basically to be their story from the moment they met to the last time Marigold saw them... with a running commentary from Cameron and Kay every once in a while. So the next chapter will kind of be filler but at the same time... Shawn and Fiona's fate might make a little more sense... or maybe it would, we'll find out soon enough!