Paternal Bonds
Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly. I keep it simple.
A/N: Thoughts in "Italics" and regular speech in "Regular font." Only applied if in quotes.
A/N: By the way, everybody is 26 in this story, except Spencer who would be older. I doubt he'll be mentioned much. Please read this regardless of their age. It will all make sense, I promise. They have to be this old in the story.
A/N: I'm posting two chapters because I feel like it, be lucky and happy!
Chapter 8 (Hector Puckett Makes His Debut)
The next day came and Angie found herself being awakened by Freddie. "No, let me sleep longer," Angie said.
"Come on Angie, you need to wake up, it's almost noontime, you shouldn't be sleeping so late," Freddie stated.
"Daaaad…" Her voice was very groggy when she said this.
"A-" Freddie blinked, it had been about a week since they found her, had she grown that close. Freddie couldn't help but smile softly. "Angie, you should wake up soon, your uh…my dad's on his way to pick you up." Angie opened her eyes and rubbed them.
"It's so early…"
"I'd let you sleep longer, but then you'd miss seeing Henry. I know you're looking forward to seeing him, right?" Angie nodded and held her arms out. Freddie smiled and hugged her, she wrapped her arms around her neck and let him lift her out of the bed. Tina walked into the room and chuckled.
"It's almost like a cute little panda holding onto a tree," Tina said quietly. Freddie raised his eyebrow and looked over.
"What is your point?"
"You're turning into a dad, is that so wrong?"
"She is Sam's daughter, I think it'd be a good idea to take care of her."
"Yeah, that's why you've read a story by her bed every night." Tina grinned and crossed her arms. "Sam would be so happy."
"Normally I would say that I don't want to replace her real father, but…the way her father sounds, she needs a better dad than that. I mean, who would treat their little girl like that?"
"Just remember that you are the only thing keeping her from an orphanage, so if you continue searching for Sam…the deeper that hole goes, the more dangerous it could become. You did mention what happened yesterday…"
"I will not let this girl go into an orphanage! Tina, I don't know about the danger of the situation, but if anything should happen to me, I'm going to let my father take care of her until they find Sam, I may actually let you or Robert take care of her, I like you guys better."
"Well, either way, we all believe that we'll find Sam. Even though it's been ten years, we know as of six years ago she was still alive. We also know as of two years ago she would have been alive."
"Dear god I hope she's alive. No wait, I know she's alive." Freddie set Angie on her feet, in her left hand she held the teddy bear and with her right hand she rubbed her eye.
"Okay, let me take it from here, Robert and I did some shopping for you while you were spending time with Angie yesterday. We got her some clothes that she would need, I think she'll look great in the set of clothing that we have for her."
"That's great." Freddie looked at Angie and smiled. "Okay, Tina's going to help you get dressed, I'm going to go out there and wait for Henry."
"You could just say grandfather," Tina said with a smirk. "You know that man would love it."
"That man isn't a grandfather yet, you do know that, right?"
"Yeah, but he would still love it. How old is he anyway?" Freddie crossed his arms and looked to the side.
"Fifty six years old, why?"
"Well he's getting older and nearing retirement stage. You should consider making him a grandfather before he retires."
"When I get married or adopt Angie, he might be a grandfather." Freddie didn't realize he just said Angie in the sentence, but Tina caught it and grinned.
"So you would consider her to be your daughter?"
"What?" Freddie kept his arms crossed and looked at Tina.
"You just said you would possibly adopt her one day."
"I did?" Freddie's arms fell to the side and his mouth opened. "I-I meant…" Freddie sighed and the doorbell rang. "Well, that must be my one and only dad! Angie be good as Tina works with you!" Angie grinned as Freddie hurried out of the room.
Freddie walked to the door and opened it to see Henry standing with a grin on his face. "So where are you going to take Angie, dad?"
"I'm taking her to church," Henry said with a nod.
"You are the only person I know that goes to a church that is after one o'clock."
"Well there are plenty of people and church starts at 12:30, thank you very much."
"Okay dad, now don't pressure her to talk about her dilemma, you know that right?"
"Of course I know that, what kind of…grandpa do you take me for?" Freddie raised his eyebrow and sighed.
"One who isn't a grandpa yet!!" Freddie rubbed his forehead and sighed, Angie wasn't even his daughter. Angie was Sam's daughter and she needed a father. "We'll find Sam, and we'll find Angie's birth father, you may want to be with me dad, so I don't kill the guy."
"Right, you've noticed that Angie is fearful of Sam's dad, I'm sure you mentioned that."
"Yes. I see where you're going with it, but I'm not entirely sure…I mean…her own father? God, what kind of man…"
"You make a better dad."
"I'm not a dad…yet…"
"Angie sees you as one, your maid, Tina seems to agree, your butler and even I see the dad in you."
"I have done nothing to prove myself to be a dad." Henry smirked and crossed his arms.
"You're afraid, you're afraid to get close, that's it, right son?" Freddie raised his eyebrow and looked at his father. "Come to think of it, even though you proposed to Sam ten years ago…that was the last time we saw her, you think once we find her, she's going to take her daughter and leave."
"I…that's not the case."
"Remember she didn't leave on her own free will, once we find her, she will probably stay with you. You are probably the only one she'll trust, since her daughter seems to trust you now, I think she would." Freddie nodded and looked over to see a white vehicle driving up.
"It's Hector, go get Angie and take her around back. Since she's not comfortable with him, I don't want her to cross paths with him."
"I'll do that, oh and have you been reading the bible to her as well?"
"Dad, yeah but now isn't the time, please go." Henry nodded and walked through the house. Freddie smiled as Hector walked into the house.
"It's been a while Freddie," Hector said with a smile. Hector walked to the couch and Freddie rolled his eyes as he closed the door. He turned and walked to a chair where he sat and stared at Hector.
"So, you've looked over my most recent manuscript?" Freddie asked. His eyes glanced over toward a doorway and he spotted Angie staring at Hector with wide and fearful eyes. Freddie raised his eyebrow and Hector started to turn around, Angie quickly shot out of sight and Hector looked back to Freddie.
"Yes, I've read it and I suppose I like it. It's filled with such raw emotion! Drama, romance, action, suspense, and so much more! The way you've perceived your characters, you must have done a lot of research on the personalities."
"Yeah, you could say that." Freddie glanced out the window and saw his father's car leave, Angie was in the back seat. "So Mr. Puckett, I think I should inform you of this. My father recently found out that Mrs. Puckett was in fact murdered, she didn't commit suicide." Hector didn't jump or make any act of surprise, he just sat there with a straight face. He took a deep breath and shook his head.
"It's a shame, it's a dirty shame."
"No offence, but I'd be really angry if I found out my wife was murdered. If I found out the person that I loved was murdered or even something bad happened to her, I'd want to strangle the guy with every fiber of my being." Hector smirked and crossed his arms.
"Yes, but her death happened so long ago, it's difficult to cope, but I've come to terms with her death. I try to not get angry, I lose control if I do that, and I like having control."
"Yeah…but how are you handling it? I mean your wife, your daughter…the police investigation team found the remains of a male child that was Sam's child."
"Oh my god. Sam had a child? Has anyone found her yet?"
"Unfortunately, nobody knows where she's at." Freddie clenched his fists and his face tightened. "But I swear, even if it kills me, I will find her."
"Even if it kills you?" Hector's eyelids closed halfway and he took a breath. "I don't know if I could handle losing my star writer."
"Would you care? It's not like you make any money off of it." Hector chuckled and started to stand up, Tina walked in the room and Freddie gestured her over.
"Do you need something, sir?" Tina asked.
"Yes, some water, please." Freddie looked over at Hector. "Would you like anything? We have some soda, juice, water, and other stuff."
"Sure, I'll take some water," Hector said as he eyed something on the table. It was a color drawing, the drawing that a little child would make.
"I'll get some right away," Tina said as she walked to the kitchen.
"Freddie, do you have any kids I don't know about?"
"Hmm, children? Oh no, I was babysitting for a friend of mine. Tina pulled out the drawing paper and drew with the child."
"Oh, well back to the other subject, you would go so far as to death in order to find Sam?"
"Wouldn't you? I was speaking metaphorically of course, but yeah, I'd fight to the death if that's what it took to find her."
"Well Freddie, I'm sure we'll find her one day. When this happens, we should all celebrate. I move to possibly kill the people that have her."
"I might be tempted to do that." Hector raised his eyebrow as Tina walked in and set two glasses of water on the table. Freddie took a glass and drank from it. "Anyway, back to discussing this manuscript."
There's the chapter, Henry seems to want to be a grandpa and Freddie keeps slipping up! Ooh, and Hector's made his appearance. The next chapter we will find out what happened to Sam, who's holding Sam and is Sam still of this world? Hope you enjoyed this chapter