Chapter 28

The next day, they had gone to Shawn and Fiona's apartment one last time to see if there was anything of their things that could be salvaged for Farrah. All the blood from the crime scene had been cleaned up and now it just looked like there had been a simple break-in. "You know, one thing doesn't make sense?" Cameron said, "Why would Roma Van Wesel trash the place if she had already killed Shawn?"

Jonathan shrugged, "She said so herself, if she can't have what she wants, no one else can." He picked up a piece of Farrah's broken crib. He sighed as he placed the broken piece into a plastic garbage bag, "This just feels wrong."

"Johnny?"

"I mean, this was their life. It feels wrong that we're just... packing it all away." He said as he put another piece of broken crib in the plastic bag.

Cameron sighed. His brother wasn't wrong but they had to do this personally so that they could just salvage everything they can for Farrah. "I know but... there's not much else we can do. If we don't do this then something important might slip through."

"Yeah, I know." He gave another heavy sigh, "They were just both so young. I mean if someone had told them when they brought Farrah home for the first time that they wouldn't even live to see her first birthday... it just sucks that's all. It just sucks."

Eleven months ago...

The door to Shawn and Fiona's apartment opened. In walked a brunette man with warm brown eyes filming something on his phone and a blue-eyed beauty with a bundle of blankets wrapped around a little baby in hand. "Welcome home." He turned to his wife, "How are you Fiona?"

The young woman sighed, "I'm fine, just a little tired." The tiny baby in her arms gurgled, "Shawn, get a close up of this gorgeous girl." The young man zoomed into the blue-eyed woman's face, "Not me, the baby Dummy."

He chuckled as her moved his phone to the chubby-faced newborn, "Hi Farrah." The days-old child blinked her brown eyes a few times at her father, "Yeah, this is your new home. I hope it's an upgrade from the single room you had for the past nine months." He joked. Farrah only let out a yawn, "Yeesh, tough crib."

He turned off his phone as Fiona gave a yawn herself, "Shawn, can you hold Farrah for a minute?"

"I can hold her for a thousand minutes." He cooed as he took his daughter in his arms, "Yes I can. Oh yes I can." Farrah let out a tiny burp making Shawn laugh, "Sorry kiddo but I gave that burp a four out of ten." Fiona carefully sat down on the couch and her husband sat down next to her, "You sure you're okay?"

Fiona nodded and smiled, "I'm perfect. Why wouldn't I be? I have my home, my husband and now I have my daughter. What more could I possibly need?"

She gave a sigh and Shawn raised an eyebrow, "What's with the face?"

Fiona raised a dark eyebrow, "What face?"

"That face."

"There's not face, there's just my face."

"Fifi, I know you. What's on your mind?"

Fiona sighed, "I just... I can't help it but now that I have Farrah and seeing you with her... just makes me think what was wrong with me that my own father didn't want me?"

"Hey." He said, gently taking her chin in his hand, "There is nothing wrong with you. It's his los because he doesn't know the amazing person I know." She gave him a sad smile but he knew she still wasn't convinced, "But hey... if you really want to know... maybe we could track down your birth certificate. See if there's a name on there we can track down."

She leaned in and gently kissed her husband's cheek, "That sounds like a great idea." Farrah let out a little whine and started to fidget in Shawn's arms before bringing her tiny clenched fist to her mouth and started sucking on it. Fiona took her daughter in her arms again, "Oh, I think someone's hungry aren't you Farrah?" The rest of their night was calm and peaceful. They really did have no idea that they would never even get to see their daughter turn a year old.

"Hey Johnny!" Cameron called out. Jonathan went over to the master bedroom where Cameron had been packing away Shawn and Fiona's clothes. Cameron held up a wrapped box and placed it on the bed, "Check out what I found."

Jonathan raised his eyebrows as he read the card, "It says, 'To Farrah, From Mom and Dad, Happy Birthday'. Oh God... they already had their first birthday gift to her ready." He sat down on the edge of the bed and ran a hand through his hair and let out a broken chuckle, "They really did love her."

"Johnny-"

"She's really gonna get screwed up with us raising her, isn't she?"

Cameron let out a broken down chuckle himself, "Undoubtedly... but between you and me, I think we'll do a better job than Dad ever did."

Jonathan gave a mocking scoff, "I'm offended you would even compare us to that guy Cameron. Truly I am."

A few hours later, they went back to the archive bringing in many, many boxes. Dina was busy gushing over Farrah and all of her little outfits and Kay seemed to be trying to make herself busy by reading a book. Dina insisted she just rest. Not doctor's orders. Dina's orders.

When they brought the last box in, Jonathan walked over to where Dina and Farrah were. Farrah was holding onto Dina's arms as she tried to step towards the British woman. However, when Farrah's eyes caught her uncle's leather jacket, she plopped back down on the ground. Farrah lifted her arms up. "Johnny! Johnny!" Her tiny voice squeaked.

Jonathan chuckled. "Hey there Squishy." He picked up his niece.

Dina laughed, "Are you going to constantly be giving the poor girl nicknames?"

He shrugged as Farrah gripped his shirt and babbled. "Until I find one that sticks." He joked.

Cameron walked over and sat next to Kay, "Hello."

Kay smiled, "Hi."

"Watcha reading?"

"No idea." Cameron raised his eyebrows at her, "Dina's forcing me to relax but it's not working." She put the book aside. "I need something to do Cameron."

Cameron took her right hand, "Want to help us sort us through the boxes?"

"No she doesn't!" Dina called out, "Kay needs to rest."

"But Dina!" The younger twin pouted. "My lady needs to stimulate her mind."

Kay gripped his hand, "It's alright Cameron." She sat up, "Dina's right... that doesn't mean I like it." She rested her head on his shoulder. "How was it?"

He let out a sigh, "It was... weird. You know... their whole lives were in that apartment. It felt... wrong... packing it all up like that."

Jonathan spoke up, "There's still a bit more that needs to be packed up but we'll take care of that after..." His voice got caught in his throat, "After the funeral." He looked down at Farrah who was pulling on his shirt collar like she was trying to win a tug of war. He could sense the tension in room, "So, uh... where are Jordan and Gunter?"

"Well, Gunter and Mike have gone to get us all something to eat." Dina replied.

"And Jordan said that he was going to help Marigold with something." Kay spoke up. Cameron and Jonathan both gave her a look, "Don't look at me, I don't know what he's up to. He did say that he'd be back a little later."

"At least we won't have to hear him complain about the tangerine chicken not being tangerine chicken." Jonathan joked.

Kay chuckled, "If I were him, I'd be more concerned about what they're trying to pass off as chicken." Everybody gave a bit of a laugh.

Farrah started to slap Jonathan's cheeks. She babbled, "Johnny. Johnny."

Jonathan gave a slightly lopsided grin as the little girl continued to lightly hit his face. "Hey Squishy. What's so interesting about my cheeks that you feel the need to slap them?" Farrah giggled. "When did she last eat?"

"Dina gave Farrah her lunch about two hours ago." Kay replied, "And she wouldn't let me help."

"Again. Because you need to rest my friend, God you're worse that Cameron and Jonathan put together." Dina responded.

Jonathan quickly pressed a kiss on Farrah's little head, "I'll get her a bottle." He walked over to where his brother was sitting, "Uncle Cam's gonna be hanging out with you for a minute, okay?" She didn't respond and instead kicked her legs with glee as Jonathan handed her off to Cameron.

Farrah raised her head and looked up at Cameron. He smiled down at her as she looked over to Kay who was also smiling at the little baby. Farrah pointed to Kay and squeaked Kay's name again. Kay gently stroked the baby's cheek with her thumb as Farrah leaned towards her. "Hey now Farrah. Kay's not feeling too well-"

"Oh, just give her to me Cameron!" Kay exclaimed, "I can hold her while sitting."Cameron helped Kay adjust Farrah in her arms so she could hold the little girl with her right arm. Farrah immediately leaned into Kay, giving a content sigh. Kay could feel warmth spreading through her heart. Farrah looked up at the agent with her big brown eyes. "Hey Farrah."

"Kay." The baby squeaked again. Her tiny hand gripped Kay's shirt.

Jonathan walked over and saw how Farrah was holding onto Kay, "Well, I guess you're going to have to feed her. Sorry about that Kay."

Kay shook her head, "It's fine."

"Let me help." Cameron offered, taking the bottle from Jonathan. Kay tried to protest. "You're already using your good arm to hold Farrah."

Kay pursed her mouth, "Point taken."

Cameron slowly brought the bottle closer to Farrah and she immediately grabbed at it with her tiny hands and started drinking from it. "On second thought, I think Farrah's got it." Just then Gunter and Mike along with Mike's boys returned with the take out. Dina called the others to help set the table. "We'll be there in a minute."

Kay lifted her head from Cameron's shoulder, "You can go ahead, I can wait until she's done."

"Oh no Kay. As much as you don't want admit it. I'll have to take my niece from you after she's done. As you said, Dina's right, you can't strain your arm."

She gave him a smile, "Thank you."

"Don't mention it."

She leaned in and whispered in his ear, "If you need me to do anything at all for tomorrow... just let me know."

Cameron gave her a sad smile, "Thank you."

"Don't mention it."

"Oi!" Gunter called out from the dining table, "Are you two lovebirds going to be joining us?"

"We'll be there as soon as Farrah's done with her bottle." Cameron replied. Tomorrow was not going to be an easy day and it was going to take a toll they were not ready for... but thankfully, Cameron and Jonathan had their family to help them out.

Well! I know it took a while but I finally got this chapter out. If things go according to plan, this story will be over in two more chapters... it's getting real, folks, hope you guys enjoyed it!

Don't worry though... the sequel is on its way. XD