The Greatest Secret

Disclaimer: Nope, don't own iCarly

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Chapter 168 (Tyrone Scolded)

"I-I don't understand, how can this be?" Tyrone was still mulling over everything he'd discovered just days ago. He was sitting in the park with Nora, going over the journals. So much history, so much blood, so much violence and death, how had they gotten away with it all? Did it change how he felt about arranged marriage? He never gave it a shot. "I don't agree all that much with arranged marriage, I still think Freddie's bride ought to be able to grow some more, but these things…things that my ancestors…"

"Mr. Shay, you are aware, because you just read it, you're one of them." He was more than aware, the words just kept repeating through his head. He didn't understand it in the journal of Shane's mother, so much had been left out, but now there was the whole picture. "I don't know where my dad is, I don't know where this Lionel is either, it might be better for the police to deal with it. I would have gone to the police, but I've been so fearful up to this point. If the iCarly's had continued their webshow, it'd be easier to find them. I'd like to at least warn Freddie to take care of his bride."

"Do you know who his bride is?"

"Yes I do." His eyebrows rose and furrowed together. Why was he not surprised? Then again, she saved everyone at the family reunion, as per what her journal stated, and that was where it was technically revealed who Freddie's future wife was. "I respect them, and you have to also realize that…no matter how you were conceived, they are your family too. Until you can learn that, until you can be trusted not to tear those two aparrt, then you're not going to know who it is. I'm just saying for the record, I don't want you trying to ask me who it is.

"Of course…" He rolled his eyes momentarily and stared down at his leather journal. Did it matter? If Shane would report back to him, he would at least know if his suspicions were right or not. "I just want to talk to her family, try to convince them to let their daughter grow and experience relationships as they're supposed to be." Nora closed her eyes and slowly shook her head.

"There are times when you should meddle and get involved, and there are times when you shouldn't. From what you told me the other day, you got into a fight with Arian after learning how you were concieved, then you not only became cruel, you lost your wife. He pressed his lips together and shrugged slightly. Angeline was a good woman, he missed her. Yes he lied about what happened to her after the divorce, but just couldn't bear the truth of the matter. "So, whatever grudge you're still holding onto, maybe you want to fix it? I know you know how it feels to lose your family…you've also shown your grandson how it feels. Your son as well…"

Tyrone winced and held his side, groaning inwardly in pain of the moment. "I just wanted what I thought was best for my child, I didn't realize-"

"That you did the same thing to your son that your father did to Drita?" He growled and narrowed his eyes, he was beginning to resent the fact that he talked to this person about anything regarding his past. She was right though, he did the same basic thing by taking Spencer away from Marissa. "Now your entire family hates you and they all avoid you."

"They do not..."

"Who are you trying to convince? Me, or yourself?" With a hefty scoff, he folded his arms across his chest and looked away. As he started to think about the situations regarding his family, he realized that she was probably not as far off as he was thinking. "With my dad running around, going after all the Davidsons, Lionel running around going after all the Shays, I have to say…can you give your son the same gift of not speaking to you for thirty years?"

"Huh?"

"Your father…" He swallowed and moved his eyes towards the ground. Robert was on his way to never speaking to him. After all, he wasn't even allowed to go to his son's wedding, and probably deserved that as a punshiment. "You said you never even knew he was dead, right? You think your dad would know if Lionel killed you? It seems like he's getting more and more secret about his kills. To this day, Connie Shay…nobody's found her body."

"You mean she's not buried in that grave?"

"Exactly. There'd probably be a high chance if Lionel found you, your family would never know it. They'd just carry on as though you were still alive, or just simply missing. Just like you did with your dad, never knowing until you chanced upon a descendant. Lucky too, I think."

"Yeah…I can't say my dad didn't deserve what he got." He was thankful that Robert had been adopted, simply because he didn't carry the cruel and arrogant gene that he carried. "Only question is, do I still believe I'm right? That I'm justified?" Nora lifted her eyes to his and locked them, staring with great seriousness at him.

"Do you? You're arrogant, you're exactly what it sounds like Lionel would go after." She tapped Shane's journal on her knee and shook her head. "Sounds to me like he's pretty mixed up, it doesn't matter who the person is, if they have a single iota of evil, he kills them. If they've done something that he justifies as wrong, they're gone. Mostly only Shays…" Tyrone chuckled hopelessly and closed his eyes, leaning back on the wooden park bench.

"It sounds like Lionel would enjoy Bana. Honestly, I'd rather have Lionel after me rather than Bana." She lifted her eyebrows and slowly nodded her head. "So, besides fear of your father, why haven't you gone to the police with this?"

"Well, I can't be sure my father hasn't been following me. I mean, he's the type that stalks his victims. He may not be as studious as Lionel, but dad's a beast. Also I need to make sure the police won't just ignore the whole thing. A sixteen year old kid gives them a couple notebooks and tells them to read them. They're not going to read for a couple weeks."

"You need to hand them to a reliable source, then…"

"Exactly. I've been trying for Freddie, Sam, and Carly…only because Ms. Benson is always so hard to get to. I have to set up an appointment, and there's no way she's going to want to set up an appointment without a very good cause."

"Please, I get through to her all the time." Nora leaned forward and rested her elbows on her knees and her chin on her hands. Her eyes narrowed onto a weed a few paces in front of her. Tyrone ran his hands through his hair and sighed. He didn't want to trouble Marissa and her family around Christmas. Not now. "You know…Lionel apparently only strikes on Friday the 13th days, so…we could easily wait till after the holidays to trouble them." Nora raised her eyebrow and gave him a skeptical look.

"Okay, and you weren't planning on bothering them during the holidays? Also, what makes you think Bana wouldn't try to do something? If anything, we should give them the books. I do know that they know about Lionel, I was at the reunion when they talked about him." Those words practically decked him, he couldn't understand why they would know and not want to warn him.

"Then how come it's been this long and I didn't know until now?"

"They were not sure how to bring it up. I think they're still struggling to figure something out. I don't know, I haven't been around them. Actually, truth be told…I lost them after the reunion. I have absolutely no idea where to find them." He didn't know either, they moved without ever letting him in on what where they would be living.

"I know that Benson kid's got his band started up and they're doing something down at the Groovy Smoothie this weekened. Still, I'm not so sure we should bother them. I'd hate to think their Christmas would be ruined because of worry over a serial killer."

"Honestly? You've spent years trying to tear that family apart, causing them to hide from you, and you're worried about letting them be upset over a serial killer?" Once more, her words seemed to cut him.

"I'm just concerned about that girl's future, okay!"

"Know your place, Tyrone. I warn you…If you're not careful, you'll lose your entire family."

"Please, I still have my granddaughter on my side, don't I?"

"Do you, Tyrone? Do you?"

"Unless they brainwashed her…"

"You really think they'd do that? Maybe you need to start using that brain, or else maybe you may as well wait for Lionel. Your choice." He frowned as she stood and started to leave. He was stunned and confused, not to mention hurt. Perhaps he had it coming, maybe she was right. Maybe it would be best if he just waited for Lionel. He didn't think he was all that bad of a person.

"I'm just concerned, that's all. You can't tell me it's wrong for me to be concerned!" She stopped walking and he drew in a silent breath as he watched her turn her gaze to him.

"It may not be wrong to have an opinion. Maybe it's not wrong to assume things, but until you have done your research, you're really only just an arrogant and angry man trying to force your opinions and views on an otherwise peaceful family. So either A, you have no business doing that, or B, you're no better than Lionel and Bana. Figure out what you want to do about those journals, you have my number."

Tyrone slowly nodded his head and watched with an aching heart as Nora departed into the distance. He swallowed hard and his hands began to shake. What was so wrong in wanting to be concerned? What was so wrong in what he wanted to do? "I'm not forcing anyone apart…they don't know what love is. How can they? They're too damn young…aren't they?"

Well, Nora seems pretty smart, knowledgable about the world around her. Tyrone's got a bit of stuff to think about here.