Chp9
Author's note : I don't own suite life of Zack and Cody.
Mom
Cody's death was my fault. I don't care how many times you said the fault wasn't mine. That I couldn't have known.
That fault is mine.
He is dead.
I miss him mom.
It hurts too much.
I want to hug him after his nightmares like we did so many years ago.
I can,
In heavan.
I have to join him.
Please understand this.
I know it will be too much to lose both sons in less than 48 hours.
Bare with it.
Prove to me, to us, that you can be a stronger person then we are-we were.
Please stop drinking, stop going to those pubs, ok?
Be a strong person for both of us.
Forgive me.
I have failed you.
Zack.
Carey Martin was sobbing by the end of the letter. She collapsed to the floor. Kurt was with her, so were the 911s.
Kurt collapsed too, on a chair.
They let their anguish, their regrets, their anger and sorrow out loud.
The police men shook their heads.
It was a pitiful sight to see.
Carey and Kurt stayed by their son for the rest of the night.
They cemented Zack the next morning.
Carey watched his remaining son burn into nothing but a pile of ashes.
She heard a voice in her head. Two voices.
(I'm using the letter 'Z' for Zack's voice in Carey's mind and 'C' for Cody's.)
Z: Mum. Don't let them bury my ashes.
C: Mum, tell them to take my already buried pot of ash from the ground.
Z: Take them.
C: Go to the tallest mountain in the world, scatter our ashes from it's peak.
Z: Let them fly, freely in the warm afternoon air, let the sun's rays give us colours.
C: Let them fly under the night sky filled with stars.
Together they said : Scatter us from the highest peak of the Himalayas.
Let us be the birds who rides freely with the wind.
We wish to visit the four corners of the earth!
Carey saw Zack's ashes put into a pot.
She saw the people lowering it into the ground.
"STOP!" she yelled in a voice hoarse from crying.
Heads turned.
"STOP!"
The people burying the pot realized she was talking to them.
"Give me that pot. Please."
Everyone looked at her as if she was mad.
Everyone but Kurt.
"Yes. Give them to us. Cody's too."
Carey sent a biweirded glance at Kurt.
" I heard those voices in my head too. I will travel up Mount Everest for our sons." He whispered to her.
"So will I. Truce?" She whispered back, wanting to fix the conflicts between them.
"For now. I'm not done with you yet!" They smiled.
They turned to met everyone else's gaze once more.
"Please, give us our sons back, it's the least you can do!."
Finally, after what seemed like a millennia, the priest nodded.
IN THE TIPTON SUITE.
Carey Martin and Kurt Martin found themselves sitting in Carey's suite with a precious pot each in their hands.
"Are we traveling to the Himalaya?" Carey asked, finally breaking the silence in the suite.
"Yes. I will go myself if I have to!"
"Of course I'm coming!"
"I wanted no other companion but you."
Kurt pulled Carey into a hug.
Trouble and tragedy has put them together.
They will work in total harmony to fufill their son's last wish.
Author's note: This is the last chapter of the story.
I'm going to make a new story, sequel to this one, it's called "Journey to the Himalayas". Plse read that one when I upload it!
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