The Greatest Secret

Disclaimer: Nope, don't own iCarly

A/N: As you know, thoughts are in italics and speech is in regular font.

A/N IMPORTANT-Okay, as you all know, I've recently moved my ongoing stories over to my King Nate account, minus GS. I'm only doing one story at a time, so as not to get over 3 ongoing stories at once and risk suffering a burnout from the writing. Please PLEASE if you have not gone over to that account, do so now. Oh, and now enjoy one of the biggest chapters of GREATEST SECRET.

Chapter 116 (Reunion: Family Secrets)

"Thank you Sam," Arian said with a gentle smile. His siblings nodded and all agreed that Sam impressed them with her knowledge of the family history. Indeed she gave it her best, she even impressed her family with how much work she got through. She sat next to Freddie and felt him lean over and kiss her on the cheek. She'd impressed him as well. "It's not every day someone cares enough to research family history."

"That's true," Zamira said with a subtle nod. "However, she's right about one thing…There are a lot of mysteries, a lot of secrets." Zamira's eyes grew saddened and her siblings glanced over at her. She felt compelled to reveal who her second husband was. And why shouldn't she? After all, it was about time. The man never stuck around long enough for her relatives to even learn about him. Not only that, she never really spoke to her relatives that much, so they didn't really even know she had been married a third time.

Era started to say something, but Zamira cut her off by holding her hand up. "Aunt Era, I wish to say something that I feel…is very important." Era nodded and Zamira's siblings glanced over as the aged woman stepped forward. She seemed deeply saddened about something, and when that happened, her wrinkles seemed to enhance and she appeared much older than an eighty one year old woman. "I just wanted to say that I am truly sorry that I didn't keep in contact with my relatives as I should have. I've lived in Florida for nearly thirty years. Only my children know that I had married a third time…"

"Zamira, it is fine," Arian said with a slight frown. He didn't care if Zamira had stayed away from family or not, the important thing was that she was there today. He hoped that in the future, she'd be around more, but really it was all up to her. "We've all got some regrets, that's true, but you don't need to feel bad about not being near family. We're not upset about that, you live where you want to. So in turn, everything is just fine." She sighed and shook her head. Slowly she drifted her sad eyes over to Arian.

"It is not fine."

"Okay…continue with what you were going to say, then." Zamira nodded and took a deep breath, preparing herself for the worst. What she had to say wasn't exactly that big of a deal, but the fact that she'd kept it a secret meant so much more could have gone wrong. After what she had heard from Sam's presentation, she realized it was time to wipe her slate clean, clean of so many things. "Just realize that you're family and family never turns down family." The statement was true enough, and enough to comfort her somewhat.

"Yes, well…I want to inform you that I have been married a total of three times…my last husband was a man named Jim Taylor, he died several years ago…" Arian blinked and stepped back, it shocked him to hear that she'd been married again. Everyone remained quiet so that they could listen. Zamira closed her eyes and frowned. "After the death of my first husband, thanks to a problem at the plant he worked at, I married a man named Mark. I kept it hidden from everyone because that man gave me a daughter…then left me, taking our child with her." Arian frowned and couldn't think for a second why he should be angry with his sister.

"I'm terribly sorry for that, but it's not enough to make us have any sort of distaste for you…" Zamira smiled slightly and gave her brother a hung. Arian was a good man and a good brother to her. All her other siblings were as well, but she had always favored Arian personally.

"Yes well…after hearing Sam's presentation…" Sam raised her eyebrows and Zamira slowly crossed her arms. "I can say I have an idea of where to find my daughter now…if I choose to search for her."

"You should! If you want to find her, that is…" Zamira chuckled slightly and closed her eyes. The big issue was to whom her daughter had a child with. Sam was wondering what she said that gave Zamira any clues as to where her child was. She didn't recall ever mentioning the relative.

"Here's the thing. My daughter's name is Linda, Linda Peeloff. Her father was Mark Peeloff." Sam gasped and her eyes widened. Freddie had his arm around Sam's shoulders, so it actually looked almost humorous when he slowly looked over as Zamira spoke those words and his jaw fell. Zamira's granddaughter was Carly Shay. Even more so now, Carly was related to Freddie, but no one had ever suspected news of such gravity. Even Emily and Robert were surprised by the news. "Tyrone Shay must not have realized who he was forcing to marry his adopted son. I'm not surprised though, Mark left me when Linda was just a baby." Emily frowned and turned her guilty eyes toward the ground. Linda never knew how it felt to have a mother. No wonder she had always been so uptight.

Era frowned and stepped next to Zamira. She placed her hand on Zamira's shoulder and gave a small, reassuring smile. "Zamira, there is nothing wrong with that. As you know, Carly is not technically a Shay. She is, however, under Tyrone's influence and control. While we're busy revealing secrets that this family never knew, I think it's about time I reveal mine…" Everyone glanced over at Era with surprise and interest, they were wondering what she had to say. Zamira gave a brief nod and stepped back. Her eyes were already wet from remembering her second husband. She wished that she never met the man. Era sighed softly and closed her eyes, her body shook once and she breathed out in order to calm down.

"Sam dear, you said in your presentation that the vilest Shay was Brandon Shay…that is very possible…" Sam shifted uncomfortably in her seat, naturally she didn't feel very comfortable with the current situation. "I wish to inform this story about who I feel was the worst Shay…the biggest scumbag of them all." Era's fists clenched and her face grew hard. "Devlin Shay is and was the worst, in my book." Sam blinked and rubbed her neck, she didn't really recall him doing anything that horrible. He had actually had a small hand in helping his father to kill of the wife of Dalmat Davidson, but that was about as far as she knew.

"This is about Drita and the reason she never married." This interested everyone in the room. After all, Drita never being married had been one of the greatest mysteries in the family. "Her reason, she hated men. She hated them with a passion…for only I knew that reason. She swore that one day she would like her family to know, but I've never revealed her reason until today…In 1936, Devlin Shay had jumped her while she was on her way to the supermarket…"

Era's eyes clenched shut as the age old memory came to her mind. She hated to have to remember, as she had been the one to pull Drita to safety. "I was walking toward the supermarket, since it had been some time and I didn't know where Drita was." The entire room was silent, as though listening to a horror movie. Sam drew in a breath and waited as Era wiped a tear from her face. "I heard my sister screaming for help…and I ran. I ran toward her…That's when I found Devlin had…" Era took another deep breath and slowly exhaled. She didn't need to say what Devlin had done, everybody seemed to understand. This was based on the fact that everyone's eyes were wide. Sam clenched her fists and grit her teeth, she seemed to hate Tyrone's family even more now. "In 1937, Tyrone Shay was born…My sister didn't even get to hold him, as Devlin returned and spoke his immortal words, the words that would haunt my poor sister for the rest of her life. 'A Davidson isn't worthy to hold a Shay child.'" By now, everyone had eyes the size of saucers. Tyrone was a Davidson.

"You can't be serious," Besim said in a quiet voice. "Tyrone is…one of us…and that Shay bastard had the nerve to harm Aunt Drita like that?!" Besim had always been closest to Drita. All of his siblings had someone they were closest to. Arian was closest to his aunt, Era, and still was to this very day. None of Besim's siblings could think of anything to say, for they were all too shocked for words. Even Sam, Freddie, Spencer, Robert and Emily couldn't think of anything at all to say. Robert was very thankful Tyrone had simply adopted him now, since Tyrone was supposedly related to Emily.

"Do you think Tyrone has any clue?" Vera asked while rubbing her fingers together. She wasn't sure how she'd be getting over the shock of this situation. She was one of the ones closest to Drita. She always thought Drita had been perfectly happy, that was the way she acted most of her life. Era slowly shook her head and gave a soft and sorrowful sigh.

"Devlin told Drita the moment he took her baby…Tyrone would never know about his relation to the Davidson family. He would know about his birth, but never about his mother." Vera's son, Carlos was now visibly pale. Freddie shifted his eyes over and spotted him, he was concerned for the man. He, as well as Zamira's children had been acting very strange lately. "Hell, Devlin had another son, but I'm pretty sure Tyrone wouldn't know anything about that."

"It's true," Angeline whispered. The small group looked toward her and she spoke once more. "Tyrone never mentioned having a sibling…he never even knew about this relative of his. I can say that since one time we spoke of what he'd do if he had a sibling. He laughed and said if he did, things would have been much different than they were for him at the time."

Sam had to say, she was shocked by all of the things that she was learning today. Even Zamira's children, Terry, Dennis, and Amy had been talking about secrets before. She overheard them talking about the deaths of Dennis's wife and son, and how Amy was going to turn herself in for that. Terry had also agreed to have her husband arrested for the murder of Amy's son. That man had more anger problems than Sam's uncle Morris!

She watched as Vera's son Carlos moved to the stage, he was sweating and his hands were shaking. Vera looked concerned for him, but then who wouldn't be? The man looked like he had an illness or something. Though that wasn't the case, he still looked like he was in bad shape.

"I have something that needs to be said now," Carlos said in a quiet voice. After what he had heard, it was definitely important. "Aunt Zamira, how do you feel toward…apparently Carly Shay…do you know?" Zamira frowned and shifted her eyes to the side. She would love to meet her granddaughter, but she also felt that wouldn't ever happen.

"She's not a Shay by heart, I have no grievances with her," Zamira replied. Sam nodded her head and smiled, she liked Carly, even if Carly was trying to steal Freddie away from her. At least she knew now, that would never happen. Carlos crossed his arms and slowly closed his eyes.

"I see…Then you'll want to know that she's in danger." Sam's mouth fell and Freddie merely raised his eyebrow. What did the man mean by that? How could Carly be in danger? "Either she is…or Tyrone is…" Now they were even more confused, everyone was. While no one liked Tyrone, they certainly didn't want him to be in any major danger.

"Please, explain what you are talking about," Vera stated while raising her eyebrow. Arian nodded and crossed his arms. Carlos merely sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. He was nervous, but any man in his situation would be.

"You see, Tyrone had a sibling born over ten years prior to his birth. A half sibling…the name was Keyton Shay. He didn't really care much about the Davidson family, so he minded his own business…" Carlos took a deep breath and turned to his mother. "Do you want to know the reason I never married?"

"Of course…" He closed his eyes and slowly clenched his fists.

"I was always ashamed to admit it…when I was sixteen, I met and fell in love with Connie Shay…the daughter of Keyton." Vera's mouth dropped and Carlos slowly opened his eyes, his eyes held a look of pure guilt. "I still despised the Shay's, but Connie was so…so perfect." Sam swallowed for fear of where this was heading. She didn't know exactly where, but judging by Carlos's look and tone of voice, it couldn't be good.

"You had a child with…a Shay? I might not have been against that…I mean Arian's the one that paired his daughter with one." Robert sank slightly in his chair and Emily smiled at him, while taking his hand in hers.

"Yeah but that man is not really a Shay, and neither is his son, Spencer. But still, if I may continue…"

"Yes, please continue what you were saying…"

"Keyton had a son, Lionel Shay, born several years prior. This man…he apparently hates his own family…" Sam moved her head back somewhat and her eyebrows rose slightly. Freddie grunted uncomfortably and listened as Carlos continued. "He told me one time…I was to never reveal this, but I can't hold this in anymore…" Vera crossed her arms and raised her eyebrow, she wished Carlos would just hurry up with his talk. "Every ten years…in a month with Friday the 13th…Lionel kills one Shay." Sam gasped and everyone else in the room stared with total shock. Even Vera didn't know how to respond to that. "First was his own father, Keyton, he killed…April 13th, 1973." Sam's pulse seemed to quicken at that, she hoped that the man only killed one or two Shays.

"Then his grandfather, Devlin Shay, murdered May 13th, 1983." Sam swallowed hard. Freddie could tell she was bothered by this. After all, this meant Carly could very well be in extreme danger. "Connie's daughter, killed August 13th, 1993." Sam soon found herself wishing that Carlos would stop, that he would quit saying anything more. Freddie gently squeezed her hand, hoping to bring her some comfort. "Connie was also killed on June 13th, 2003…" Sam couldn't believe this, she refused to accept it. The longer Carlos spoke, the more she hated what she was hearing. She didn't want Carly, or even Tyrone to have to be murdered. It was just wrong. Even Vera was staring with wide eyes and a shocked expression. Nobody in the room could believe it, for they were all too far shocked. If this kept up, either Tyrone or Carly was going to die in 2013, which wasn't that far away. "Lionel doesn't know where Tyrone or Carly lives right now…but with the news I heard today, I needed to tell you all. I don't think it's right…and Carly had that webshow..." Sam paled at the mention of the show, anyone with a computer might know exactly where Carly lived.

"You could get in a lot of trouble for never coming out with this," Arian stated, clearly angered. Carlos turned his head down shamefully as Arian crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes. "I know that none of us like the Shays all that much, but there is no excuse for keeping this a secret!"

"I realize that…but Lionel said if I ever told anyone, he'd come for me. He'd come for my family."

"How will he know that you told anyone at all?"

"He won't…" Carlos then walked off of the stage and left the room. Still, no one spoke a word. They waited a few minutes before Arian spoke up once more. He spoke of how it would be necessary to inform Tyrone of the impending danger, if it was at all possible. Emily was thinking of how she'd have to put on a manhunt for Lionel Shay, hopefully they could catch him before he did anything criminal. Sam couldn't take it anymore, she immediately got up, excused herself, and ran toward the bathroom. All of the Puckett relatives were speechless and watched as their Sam ran off. Each of them were thinking about how shocking it was that for once, they didn't do something wrong. They were about to go after her, but Freddie stood up and signaled for them to stay seated. He'd go talk to Sam.

I hope you enjoyed that chapter, go to my other account King Nate. Well, big secrets, it seems Tyrone is one of them, and he or Carly is in danger of being killed by a serial killer. Chances are it'll be Carly, because Tyrone never did anything to let anyone know where he lived. Carly's the one with the webshow that basically told the whole world the exact building she lived in and the exact city of the exact state. The dangers of putting out personal information. Tsk Tsk, review!