A/N: Here's a rather short chapter for you all. I've got some important information for you all, but I'll save it for after the chapter...
Chapter 20
Freddie carried his sleeping wife into their apartment and set her gently on the couch. She stirred, but stayed asleep. Freddie sighed, he had to get to the end of this. He remembered the bag full of papers and documents that he had found in Cambridge's office, and went to retrieve them.
Sitting back at the kitchen table, Freddie spread the folders of information in front of him. "There's got to be something here." He thought to himself, "Even if it just proves that there's nothing." He didn't care what he found, as long as it brought an end to the arguments.
He sifted through papers for nearly an hour, before finally giving up. "Who am I kidding? There's nothing here, because there's nothing to find." He thought. He stood up and stretched when he heard the phone ring. He hurried to pick it up and glanced at Sam, who remained asleep on the couch.
"Hello?" He asked, pressing the phone to his ear. There was a muffled sound on the other end, and a gruff voice answered.
"Freddie?" The voice asked, sounding surprised. He thought he had heard this voice some where, but where?
"Yeah, this is Freddie. Who is this?" He asked, glancing again at Sam.
"This is...um...This is Gibby." The person said, unsure whether he should tell Freddie who he was, or what he was doing. He had been informed that Freddie wasn't exactly supportive of finding Charlotte. Freddie sighed.
"OK, 'Gibby' what do you really want?" He asked, not believing for a second that this person was really his old classmate.
"Freddie, its really me, Gibby. I need to talk to Sam." The person said, sounding desperate.
"Spencer, sit down. There's something you need to know." Carly said, motioning for Spencer to sit next to her. Spencer plopped down next to her.
"OK, tell me." He said, unprepared for what he was about to hear. Carly bit her lip nervously, thinking of the right words to tell him.
"Hang on a second." She said suddenly, remembering her daughter, the reason for their conversation. "Emma, come here for a second." Carly said, turning to locate her the girl. Emma scurried over and raised her arms, motioning to be picked up. Carly leaned over and whispered in Emma's ear, making her giggle. As soon as she was released Emma ran into the kitchen, and out of earshot.
"Carly quick stalling. What do I need to know?" Spencer asked, frustrated. Carly hesitated again, and made sure Emma was still in the kitchen.
"OK first, Robert isn't Emma's Father." She started, trying to hold off the truth for as long as possible. "Her father lives in California. That's where I-we've been for the last five years." She said nervously. "I had to leave. I didn't want Robert to find out that I-" Even after all the years, she couldn't say it out loud. Spencer was confused,
"So you...then you just left? Why didn't you just-" She cut him off, knowing what he was about to say.
"I-I panicked. Anyway, it wouldn't have worked long. Look at her." Carly said, watching the girl. "He would have figured it out." She stood up, "We really need to go. Its a long drive home." Carly said, walking towards the door.
"You just got here, and know your going to leave again?" He asked, a hint of anger in his voice. Carly shrugged,
"Yeah, I can't stay any longer. We've got to get home." She said, "Come on Emma." She called to the little girl. They left the apartment without giving Spencer a chance to think.
The little girl woke up to find her room completely dark. It took her a minute to process where she was, that she was in the home of her mommy's friend. She stood up slowly and stretched and reached for the doorknob. She was relieved to find that the door had not been locked, as she pulled it open. She crept down the dark hallway, realizing that the house was unusually quite and dark. She cautiously peered around the corner, into the living room Suddenly, a hand covered her mouth and dragged her back down the hallway. "What are you doing?" The voice hissed, backing her against the wall.
A/N: DUN DUN DUN! Again, sorry for the short chapter. Here's what I'm going to do for you all...
since I finished writing the story (Thats right...finished!) I'm going to put up another chapter along with this one. How's that?
Speaking of finishing the story, I do have to warn you know: I'm probably going to be pretty hated for the last couple of chapters...BUT THATS ALL I'M SAYING!
The next chapter will be up soon after this one! see you soon...