Part 2

The rain had been falling and Webby felt soaked her tears stained face and runny nose ran down onto her shirt there was banging on the side of the slide Webby peeked her head out drying her eyes she sniffed seeing her grandmother had sent Uncle Scrooge to find her and of course he knew where she was.

She whipped her face on her arm before crawling out and he reached his arms out helping her down and set her on a near by table .He pulled out a handkerchief and whipped her eyes then told her to blow .He looked at her before speaking .

"Do wanna to talk about it lass?"He lifted her chin so she is looking into his face .He looked almost sorry as if he felt bad for her.

Webby sniffed and try's to turn her head away from him .Her face full of tears and her nose running"no,I don't want to talk it"She blurted out in a nasty tone.

Scrooge seem to Ignore the nasty tone of voice and continued to whip her face maybe he was unsure what to do he was sort a rookie at this parenting thing the old man thought quickly."You know the boys are in school maybe you and I can go get ice cream might be the last time you get your cheap Uncle to pay"The old man looks at her hoping the trick will get her talking .

Webby knew what he was trying to do but she didn't get much time with him so
After thinking about it she whipped her eyes again looking up sniffing looks down then looks up for only a second and through tears rolling down her cheeks said "ok"

Scrooge takes her hand and they walk down the street it made her began to wonder who her father was Scrooge was a nice guy but he wasn't really her uncle although over the 3 years they lived together she had almost forgotten about it not being the real thing and some times it seem like it was .They reached the ice cream store .Scrooge held open the door for her and picked her up so she could see the ice cream names. Webby picked out cotton candy as it was her favorite and Scrooge had something that looked like cookie dough they sit down in the booth for a few minutes before Scrooge turned her towards him.

"Ya know you tell me anything and it won't go past us"Scrooge looks at her trying to get her to talk again.

Webby only looked at him for a minute she took a deep breath before speaking "did you know about this?"She looks him in the eye so he can't lie to her.

Scrooge signed knowing how upset she is"Well your grandmother and I we talked about it one time "

Webby head flew back against the seat .She flopped down into it."Why doesn't anyone ever tell me anything ?"

"Well I think your grandmother was trying protect you from it"Scrooge pulls her onto his lap as she stares forward arms crossed .He pulls her into a tight hug.

"Everyone is always trying protect me from something "Webby hides her face next to Scrooge's coat .Her ice cream being to melt as it sat on the table.

"Awww Lassie we are sorry ."He adjust her so she is cuddled up in his arms and is almost rocking her on his lap"We forget sometimes that even a wee lass like your needs to be told these things .We try to protect because your the youngest one in the house and I guess me especially I have a hard time seeing you as being older then wee 4 year old you were when you came to live with us. The thought of telling ya that your mother abandoned ya scared us thinking ya won't understand"he holds her close and kisses her forehead just hugging her tight

Webby eyes filled with tears again"Uncle Scrooge do you think I did something wrong?I mean I must have or other wise my mom wouldn't have left the way she did "Webby keeps face hidden crying hard into Scrooge's coat .She feels his arms rap her tight into to a tight hug."I didn't mean to do anything wrong"She cries super hard she hoped no one was staring at them as she was embarrassed enough already.

The old man closed his eyes his heart was breaking listening to the small child blame herself for something that was not her fault and he wished she hadn't remembered this so early in her life as maybe she wasn't ready to handle this .He wished sometimes he had gotten Webby and the boys at birth so he could have raised them from the beginning so none of them would have ever had to go through the pain of what there real parents did to them "no darlin its not your fault .Ya didn't do anything wrong."He picked her up into his arms he walked carrying the child letting her cry on his shoulder as they walked people were staring at them looking sympathetic. Scrooge remembered before he had the kids how much he hated when people had crying kids in restaurants now he only understand what it like being on the other side he walked along patting her back bouncing her in his arms Heading toward home.

As they walked into the mansion Webby was clinging to Scrooge . Miss Beakley ran over grabbing her out his arms hugging her tight"o dear are you alright ?"she asked hugging her .She set her down .She noticed that Scrooge had excused himself by walking out the room as Miss Beckley looked the child over.

Webby looked down "I am ok" she said sniffing "Grammy where is my daddy ?I mean I must have one since you and I have different last names and all"She looked at her grandmother in the eye again

Her grandmother only looked up before sitting her on the step she took her hand in her's she gulped before speaking "I don't who he was Webby .You see I was never married to your mothers daddy and well he gave her his last name Vanderquack is your mothers last name .I tried to ask her who it but she never would tell me."She rapped Webby into a hug .

Webby looked down and sat next to grandmother"what about on my birth certificate doesn't it have a name ?"She looked at her hoping for in an answer

Miss Beckley holds Webby face in her hands "I am really sorry dear it doesn't say your mother is the only one who may know who it is"

"What about her daddy my grandfather where is he? Would he know?"She looks at her grandmother hoping for information about her past

Miss Beakley sniffs before talking"He is dead dear I am sorry Webby I am so sorry"Her grandmother hugs her "the only way you will ever know is from your mother and I doubt we will ever see her again"

To Be continued