Chapter 24

A few days later...

"Berossi! You have a visitor." A guard called.

Cornelia Berossi, formerly known as the mystery woman made her way over to the telephone station, wondering who would be visiting her, she had no family and her team had abandoned her. She was surprised to see Jonathan waiting for her by the phone. She sat down behind the glass and picked up the phone. "Hello Cornelia. That's a lovely colour on you." He smirked.

Cornelia rolled her pale blue eyes, "What do you want Jonathan?"

"Well, I have always wanted to see what it's like being on the other side of this place." His smirk turned to a frown, "And I came to say goodbye."

"Goodbye?"

"You see, you were such an obsession for my life at one point that, it didn't seem right to leave without a proper happy ending."

Cornelia scoffed, "Happy ending?"

Jonathan raised an eyebrow and smirked, "Of course, this is me and my family's happy ending. I'm done with you. You, behind bars with no legs left to stand on and... the odds of you getting out... are near impossible. Even if you did, you'd have a real tough time readjusting to society."

She raised an eyebrow, "How are you so sure?"

"Oh, because you see," He held up a newspaper with not only a picture of him and Cam having been reunited but a very clear picture of Cornelia's mug shot in the corner, "The whole world knows who you are now." Cornelia's eyes widened as she looked at the newspaper, "There's no more hiding for you. Time to face the spotlight."

"Why did you do this?" She whispered as her nostrils flared.

"Oh, I didn't do anything" Jonathan said putting the paper down, "I mean, with one of the Blancs having been taken to jail for murder of a civilian, the kidnapping and attempted murder of an FBI agent and that's just naming a few, the article practically wrote itself."

Cornelia sighed, "I wish you understood."

"If you wanna be mad at someone, be mad at yourself." The former mystery woman gave Jonathan a confused look and Johnny could help but... feel sorry for her, her life wasn't easy and she clearly had problems that went beyond her hatred of his father but she had made her choices, "Look, you're smart. Probably one of the smartest people I've ever met but you made one fatal mistake. You messed with my family. Now you have to answer for everything you've ever done."

"You don't understand, my mother made me who I am, I had to do things that no child should have to do."

"So did I, so did Cam, so did a lot of other people in this world but they don't all turn into psychopath killers who toy with people's emotions and purposely ruin lives in the name of the greater good. Along the way, you start making your own choices."

"People like our parents treated us like they could bend us to their will and never let us choose who we wanted to be." She took a deep breath, "And when I finally found you again, I realized that it was our turn to win."

"But you became a villain." He chuckled grimly, "Because that's what people like you do, your happiness has to come at the expense of others and that's why you could never be happy."

"But we understood each other."

"You don't know me. You never did. You thought you did but you didn't. You didn't know it was me you were looking for." Jonathan stated bluntly, "You had thought you were looking for Cameron, that's why you framed me for murder."

"Jonathan-"

"But you know what, I'm glad it was me because if you had done that to Cam... let's just say that it's a good thing I knew Kay would get him out soon enough after what I did."

"But you still left him there. You left your brother in your place, how does that make you any better than me?"

"Well, I can of one thing that makes me... at the very least, one percent better than you." He leaned in to the window, "I. Am. Not. A. Killer." Her expression didn't change but Jonathan could see the anger build in her eyes, "Don't get me wrong. I know what it feels like to be tempted to be the bad guy especially when it seems like that's who the whole world wants you to be but... it isn't something to strive for..." He raised an eyebrow, "It's something to pity."

Cornelia scoffed, "You pity me?"

"Yes. I pity you." He gave her a genuine sympathetic look, "Because you don't have anyone waiting for you to come home." His light demeanor vanished. Jonathan's eyes went dark and his nostrils flared, "But you deserve to be here." He had to tell her why he truly hated her now, "You... are the reason I never got to see my little sister again. You are the reason she and her husband are dead. You are the reason my baby niece has to grow up without her parents who loved her so damn much!" He spat, "And the only reason, I haven't done anything to you is because I need to be there for her now. I want to be there for her... and you're not going to stop me. You took over a year of my life away from me but unlike you... I have something to live for now." Cornelia didn't say anything. Jonathan sighed, "Well, I said all I came to say."

"Where are you going?" She asked softly, almost uncharacteristically as she looked at him again.

"My brother and I have a funeral to plan." He gave her one last look. For a moment, he didn't see the beautiful psychopath who ruined his life, he saw the innocent young girl who he met in Reykjavik, he shook his head slightly, she wasn't that girl he had been friends with back then... not anymore. She made her choices and this is where those choices brought her and she had no one to blame but herself, "Goodbye Cornelia. I do hope... you can understand what you've done and maybe... you can redeem yourself." It was foolish to think she could but he knew taking away someone's hope was just cruel. He put the phone back in its holder, got up and left.

"Goodbye Jonathan..." Cornelia whispered into her own phone knowing that he was no longer on the line to hear her. She was alone... and she could only blame herself.

When he got back to the archive, he saw everyone combing through Fiona and Shawn's personal belongings, trying to just organize it all. Cameron was the first to notice his brother's return, "Hey," He greeted, "How'd it go?"

Jonathan shook his head, "It was not what I expected..." Jonathan smiled, "But it... it really is over. We can actually move on." He walked over to his brother and gave him a hug, "She's out of our lives."

Cameron hugged his brother tightly, "Welcome home."

They pulled away from their hug, "Where's Farrah?"

"Little girly's helping Jordan with his music." Gunter said with a smirk as he walked by, going out the door to get some takeout for dinner, "If I'm not back in an hour, it mean that they've screwed up our order and I've had to teach a lesson."

Jonathan called out, "Jordan-"

"This is a Disney playlist I'm making for her Johnny, no swearing to be found here!" Jordan called from the other room. Jordan rolled his eyes, "Uncle Johnny's being kind of the buzzkill now huh?" Farrah giggled as she kicked her legs to the music.

"I heard that Jordan!" Jonathan called back, "The kid learns any curse words before she's ten, I'm blaming you!"

Kay walked into the room from the kitchen holding an apple in her left hand, it still in the sling, "So I finally found something that wasn't pudding, candy, coffee or expired." She looked up and saw Jonathan, she smiled, "Hey, how'd it go?"

Johnny shrugged but smiled, "It's over. I can actually move on with my life... I can actually have a life." He headed for the kitchen, "Now what's this I hear about pudding? Do we have vanilla?"

"I saw chocolate pudding."

"Even better."

Kay walked over to Cameron, "Hey, you okay?"

"Yeah, it's just a little overwhelming. You know if you had told me two weeks ago that all thing would happen... I genuinely would have said that it was impossible."

"Cameron Black thinking something is impossible?" Kay joked. She noticed how he was just kind of combing through the things, almost as if he didn't want to finish cleaning it up, "Need some help?"

"Uh, no, it's fine, besides, your arm-"

"I still have the other one." She said as she started to organize the books on the table.

Jonathan walked back in with a pudding cup in hand, "How's the organizing going?"

"Pretty good. We've managed to sort out most of the photos and Dina's gone to get plastic covers for them." Cameron said.

"What's with all the notebooks?" Johnny asked motioning to the pile of books that Kay was looking through.

"Sketchbooks, actually. They're all Fiona's. She was good..." Her hand fell to a black sketchbook with a silver spiral binding. Something about it seemed familiar so she opened it; she smiled as she flipped through the pages, seeing drawings of fairies, royalty and knights in shining armor, "She seemed to love fairytales."

Jonathan had put the empty plastic cup aside and started looking through the books, "Here's a page of where she was just writing down baby names. Man, she had a ton of names in mind for Farrah. Soraya, Regina, Ella, and Alice which is just naming a few... but it's clear she liked the name Farrah the best." Kay smiled as she continued flipping through the sketchbook until she flipped a page and pressed between the last page and the current one were two unmarked envelopes. Kay's eyes widened as it finally clicked in her mind as to why the sketchbook seemed familiar.

Cameron smirked, "How are you so sure?"

Johnny flipped the book around for Cameron and Kay, who wasn't paying attention, to see, "Well, given the fact that the name is underlined three times, circled twice in red and got little gold stars and pink hearts drawn around it, that's kind of what tipped me off."

Cameron chuckled, "Well, the name Farrah does suit her."

Just then, Kay's grip the apple she was holding loosened unconsciously and it fell to the floor when she opened up one of the envelopes and saw the words, To Cameron Black written inside the flap. Cameron and Jonathan both turned their heads to Kay who looked shell-shocked, Cameron gave her a concerned look as he picked the apple off the floor, "Kay? What's wrong?" She didn't respond for a moment and Cameron gently placed hand on her left shoulder, snapping her out of it, "Kay? Are you okay?"

She looked at Cameron with a look of disbelief in her eyes, "C-Cameron... did I... how long did I flat line when I was in the hospital?"

"You didn't tell her?" Jonathan asked.

"I-I genuinely forgot to." Cameron replied, "Just for a few minutes according to the doctor. Kay, why do you ask?"

"These... these letters..." She took a deep breath, still not believing it herself, "Fiona wrote these letters for the both of you but... she was too scared to send them..."

Jonathan furrowed his brows, "Wait, how do you know that?"

Kay let out a breathy chuckle, the look of disbelief still on her face, "She told me."

...So Kay finally remembers what happened when she was unconscious! The mystery woman or... Cornelia is locked away and the Deception family can finally move on with their lives... or can they? I'm sorry I keep doing that, I'll stop... eventually. :D

Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, I actually enjoyed writing it more than I thought I would!