Paternal Bonds

Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly. I keep it simple.

A/N: Thoughts in "Italics" and regular speech in "Regular font." It's 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: Some strong persuasion from a reader gets you this chapter early! What will the consequences be?

Chapter 30 (Spencer VS. Hector)

"I'm so glad my father lived," Angie said quietly. "I don't know what would have happened if daddy died, I think Mommy would have been so sad and depressed."

"It's definitely a good thing," Cara said as she hugged Angie. "It's also good that you're safe."

"What if he comes back though?" Angie's eyes were wide, nobody had really given much thought to Hector coming back. He was now locked up and today was the trial date, the witnesses were being held in a special room for witnesses while awaiting the trial to begin. Angie was fearful if Hector ever came back, she knew that his return would only worsen things and it could never get better.

"Try not to think about it," Johnny said with a shrug. "I don't think he'll ever come back again, and if he does…just let the police take him down. Your grandpa is the police chief, it should be just fine."

"I know but I'm not scared of what he might do, I'm scared of what might happen to my daddy. My daddy hates Hector and he nearly died fighting him…he nearly died several times in the hospital, I think my mommy was always crying until he came back from there." Outside in the courtroom, everybody filled the seats and Spencer sat at a desk, shuffling his papers. He had a calm look on his face to cover the anger and malice dripping from every inch of his body, he was bound and determined to throw Hector in jail for the longest possible time they could give him. He knew what he was going to do, he knew every word that was going to come out of his mouth, and he was going to win this one. Hector was sitting at another desk with his hands in cuffs, he didn't realize the trouble he was in at the moment, Spencer Shay had always hit the target he was aiming for, and this time he was going for Death Row.

"All stand for the honorable Judge Keith Bryant," The bailiff said quickly. Everyone stood and Judge Bryant walked to his stand and sat down in the chair.

"You may be seated," Judge Bryant stated. With that, everyone sat down. "We are here to listen to the case of the Hector Puckett, Spencer Shay, if you will please present your evidence."

"This man is accused of kidnapping his daughter and holding her hostage for ten years and raping her three times during these years and fathering not one, but two children with her," Spencer said as he stood up and kept his fingertips positioned on the desk. "He is accused sexual assault and ordering five people to torture his daughter, Samantha Puckett for these long years. This man stands accused of several counts of attempted murder and abduction once more. Your Honor, if I may, I would like to call a witness to the stand."

"Please do."

"I would like to call Valerie to the stand." At that moment, Valerie walked from the witness room and placed her hand on a Bible.

"Do you promise to tell the truth and nothing but the truth?" The police officer asked.

"I do," Valerie said quietly. She then walked to the stand and sat down in her chair, Spencer walked up to her and crossed his arms.

"Valerie, would you point at the man that held you under his iron thumb so that you could not leave?" Spencer asked. Valerie pointed to Hector, Hector quickly stood up.

"Objection!" Hector shouted, he of course was representing himself.

"On what grounds?"

"She could have left at any time!"

"That's not true!" Valerie exclaimed with tears in her eyes. "We could never leave, you'd just do something horrible to us!"

"Objection!"

"I will have order in the court," Judge Bryant stated. Hector sat down and Valerie wiped her eyes. Spencer then continued with his questioning of Valerie.

"Valerie, you say you couldn't leave for ten years? Why not, and what did this man have you do for ten years?"

"For ten years we, by that I mean myself, Nevel, Jeremy and Gibby had to torture Sam and watch whenever Hector decided to rape her. I never hurt her, I never wanted to hurt her. My boyfriend at the time and now my husband, Jonah once was under him but he left, they did something horrible to Jonah when he left them though."

"What was it they did to him?" Valerie wiped her eyes and shook her head.

"He told me just the other day that when before he left, he was taken and tortured by extreme methods. He was beaten to the point of nearly dying, he managed to survive the attack though."

"I see, and what happened to you?"

"One the day of her rescue, I fed Sam some food, I betrayed Hector and then the boys attacked us. Jeremy, Nevel and Gibby all came in and Jeremy started to fondle with me, in our defense, Sam stabbed him in the back." Spencer nodded and walked to his desk, he opened his briefcase and took out some papers.

"Your Honor, we have a CSI's evidence of semen on Valerie's clothing."

"Let me see it," Judge Bryant stated. Spencer walked over and took the doctor's report. It showed that a semen sample was shown on Valerie's pants and the sample was connected to Jeremy. "Why were these people working under Hector?"

"Hector forced us too," Valerie said quickly. "Even though Gibby wanted revenge for her always picking on him, Hector still forced us to do these things. He came to us, showed us the picture of a tortured Sam and the only one of us that wasn't disgusted at first was Gibby, and perhaps Nevel wasn't as disgusted. He told us once we saw the photo, we had no choice but to work under him, and we'd die if we didn't. He told me he had other plans for me if I was to disobey, and I'm sure he meant to put me in the same condition as Sam was in." Spencer nodded and crossed his arms.

"I have no further questions for this witness, I'd like to call out my next witness, Angela Benson," Spencer stated. The door opened and Angie walked to the booth.

"Objection!" Hector shouted. "She's a six year old girl!"

"Your Honor, Angie is a very honest and mature girl who has been through a lot of trauma, she is a valuable witness. All witnesses are valuable, no matter what their age."

"Objection denied," Judge Bryant stated. Hector grumbled and sat down as Spencer walked to Angie.

"Angie, would you tell our court who this man is that sits at that desk."

"That's the man that raped my mommy and then threw me out to die, my daddy's maid found me and that's how I survived."

"This man threw you out to die?"

"Yes. He took me to the country road and tossed me out of the car, he didn't want me, he always called me a bitch." The audience gasped and Spencer let out a sigh. He handed Judge Bryant a sheet of paper proving by a DNA test that Angie was truly the daughter of Hector Puckett.

"Judge Bryant, there was also police evidence that Samantha Puckett had a male child when she was only sixteen years old. There is also the maid's testimonial that she found Angie on the street after nearly getting hit by a speeding vehicle." Spencer handed the papers to the judge and the judge looked over them all. "You also know that our witness Valerie said they watched Hector rape his own daughter, the proof of that is sitting before you today!"

"Objection!" Hector shouted. "You cannot prove that I fathered that deceased male child!" Spencer pulled out another sheet of paper and handed it to the judge.

"This is a bone marrow sample," Judge Bryant stated. "It seems that the father of the male child found belonged to Samantha Puckett and the father was Hector Puckett." Spencer stared at Hector with an almost smug look on his face.

"You can't prove that I had Samantha for ten years based on what one witness says and what a six year old girl states!" Hector was ignoring the fact that they found a male child that died at five years of age in the same fashion that Angie would have died and Angie wasn't found until a couple of months ago.

"Then I will connect the evidence and witnesses," Spencer said. "Judge Bryant, if I may, I wish to call out Amy Puckett." Hector clenched his teeth as Amy stepped to the stand. "Ms. Puckett, can you explain the circumstances of what happened to you and your daughter the day she disappeared?"

"I can," Amy said. "My daughter went to the movies with Hector, I told him to have her back after the movies and he returned without her. He said she went to the restroom and never returned, we searched for her together until he moved away. I never saw my daughter after that again, at least not until Della and I saw that video on the site that was taken of my daughter!"

"What video was that, ma'am?"

"It was a video of Samantha being raped and asking her father why he was doing it to her, it was posted on an adult site but was taken off immediately. Della and I are police investigators so we copied the video over."

"Yes, we have evidence of that." Judge Bryant pressed a button and a video screen came out, the video they spoke of appeared, everyone in the courtroom looked at it in disgust as Sam's crying and pleading voice rang out loud.

"This evidence ties into the third rape that one witness spoke of," Judge Bryant stated as he turned the video off.

"Let us not forget the incident that occurred a few weeks ago, Hector Puckett abducted Angela Benson from the yard and then tried to kill Freddie Benson as he rushed to her aid." Spencer sighed and crossed his arms. "I would like to call out to the stand, Angela Benson once more." Soon Angie came out and sat in the booth. "Angie, tell us what occurred the day of your abduction."

"I was walking over to my dad's maid's home and he showed up," Angie said while pointing to Hector. "He tried to take me and I ran, I ran until he finally grabbed me. He tossed me over his shoulder and took me to a warehouse. Then my daddy came and started to fight for me, that man got a sword and started to hurt my daddy. It wasn't long until Grandpa showed up and started to help."

"I see…Judge Bryant, we have the examiner's records on Freddie's medical records." Spencer handed the Judge the paper and crossed his arms. "That shows you that the majority of Freddie Benson's wounds were by the blade of a large sword like object, most like that of a katana." Spencer stood firm and continued. "The forensics traced the serial number on the swords back to the store and they gave a receipt stating that Hector Puckett had bought them." Spencer handed the judge yet another paper. "It reeks of premeditated murder, that was the man's own words. He suspected Hector of something vile."

"Objection! You can't take the clerk's own words, he's biased!" Hector shouted.

"How is he biased, sir?" Judge Bryant asked with a raised eyebrow. "Objection denied."

"I call in Samantha Puckett," Spencer stated. Sam walked to the booth and sat down, she caught Hector's cold glare and shuddered. "Are you cold, Sam?"

"No sir, it is just…that man scares me."

"Your own father scares you?"

"My father raped me." Sam's eyes started to dampen. "My father broke my trust, shattered me. He took me to the movies and there he forced me to have sex, I cried out for help and nobody heard because the movie was too loud."

"Objection," Hector said quickly. Judge Bryant rolled his eyes and looked at Hector.

"On what grounds?" Judge Bryant stated.

"A movie theater may be loud, but inside the theater there are people watching the movie. The girl lies! You can't be raped in a movie theater without there being hundreds of witnesses who were watching the movie!"

"I will consider it." Spencer waved it off slightly and looked to Sam.

"Sam, what can you tell us that happened after the rape occurred?"

"He forced me to tell my friends goodbye, and he told me I couldn't tell mom or them anything and that I was to go live with him. Well I was forced to live in a dungeon for ten years and forced to lose my babies at a certain age."

"So he took your babies away from you?"

"Yes, when they were three or four, he'd take them away and I was powerless to stop him." Spencer sighed and looked to the Judge.

"I have one final witness your Honor. I would like to call out Roger Newton." Murmurs were heard, nobody knew who this man was. A tall and thin man stepped into the stands and sat down. "Please tell the court who you are."

"I am Roger Newton, ten years ago I worked at the Seattle Cinema, my job was to clean up the trash."

"Objection!" Hector shouted. "You can't bring this man here, didn't they say there were no witnesses at the theater?" Spencer raised his eyebrow and looked at Hector.

"You would know this?"

"Objection overruled," Judge Bryant stated. Spencer turned to Roger and crossed his arms.

"What were you doing the night of Samantha Puckett's rape?" Spencer asked as he handed the Judge the papers belonging to Roger's previous employment, confirming him as a janitor at the Seattle Cinema ten years ago.

"I was cleaning up the theaters, the movie that was playing at the time had absolutely no one in there, I thought it was a popular movie at the time." Roger shrugged and let out a sigh. "Well I decided to run a final sweep of the place and pick up any trash other janitors might have missed, I thought since there were no people in there, I could do that. The janitors often missed some pieces of trash. Well, when I went in there I heard screaming-"

"Objection, the movie playing at the time was a horror movie, was it not?" Hector asked quickly. "That movie had screaming in it."

"The screaming I heard was abnormal, it didn't go along with the movie at all, I even heard the poor girl screaming 'No Dad, please stop it. You're hurting me, dad.' It was coming from the back, when I looked over I saw Samantha Puckett being raped by Hector Puckett, I was young and cowardly at the time and though I could have done something, I ran and I never told anybody."

"But you could clearly see Hector Puckett in the dark?"

"I knew well enough to see his features, it was not entirely dark and the light illuminated his face. The vile face I saw then is the same face with the same cold, dark eyes staring at me right now." Spencer nodded and let out a very subtle smirk.

"I have no further questions, you Honor," Spencer stated as he walked to the desk.

"It is now the defenses turn to present his case," Judge Bryant stated. Hector stood up and presented his case, it was a long case to present and he used every possible psychological attack known to man, even sappy events. His icy and smooth tongue sugarcoated just about everything, but a lot of his case didn't have any foundation and most were remembering Spencer's case. It was now time for the closing argument, Hector's was first.

"I'm just an old man that has been accused of all these things," Hector said quietly as he looked to the jurors. "I'm frail, I'm fragile, I wouldn't last in prison and wouldn't it be senseless to throw an old man who is innocent of any crime in a cold prison?" Hector turned to the Judge and sighed. "Are you not a man? A man has impulses, you'd understand, a man has cravings for the flesh and it's perfectly fine to partake in those pleasures. Since when has partaking in the pleasures of flesh been illegal? I don't know, I never will know. It would be entirely illogical to throw an old man like me in prison just for partaking in his innocent desires." Hector sat down at his desk and Spencer walked to the jurors. He spoke with a fierce and firm voice, it had a massive and deep tone to it, he knew exactly what he was doing.

"Ladies and Gentlemen of the jury," Spencer started out. "This man is guilty of raping his own daughter, he has tried to murder several people, will you let him roam free? Tell me, do any of you have daughters? Do any of you have wives? Do any of you women go out alone? Think about it." Spencer looked at the judge and kept his firm look on his face. "Your Honor, do you have a daughter?" The judge nodded his head. "Then you also have a wife! I urge you to sentence this man to death! If you do not, then you sentence your own wife and daughter to death. Ladies and Gentlemen of the jury, if you let this man roam free, you sentence all of your daughters, all of your wives and even yourselves in some cases to death! This man is dangerous and this man will stop at nothing to rape and murder any woman he can get his hands on. If this man is to roam free on those streets, then every woman and girl of America, no not America, the World, will be sentenced to rape and death! For we know that a man who can rape, at least in this case, the man cannot stop and will not cease to do his criminal antics." Spencer kept his face firm and everyone stared at him in silence. "It's up to you to decide, is this man innocent or guilty. Will the women and girls be safe to walk the streets or will they be sentenced to rape and death at the hands of this man? You decide." Spencer walked to his death and sat down, a confident look on his face.

"Well…we'll take a ten minute recess," Judge Bryant said quietly. "Let the Jury come up with a verdict and meet back here…"

-NEW SCENE-

The court was filled up in five minutes, the jury had already chosen their verdict. Hector and Spencer both sat at their desks with confidence and victory etched on their faces, the Judge waited as the Jury filled their seats. "Has the jury reached their verdict?" Judge Bryant asked.

"We have your honor," One juror said as he stood up. "We the Jury find the defendant, Hector Puckett guilty of all charges." Relief washed over the faces of all in the courtroom, Hector's mouth was in a straight line, as though unaffected by the verdict.

"It is settled then, Hector Puckett, you are charged to execution in prison by lethal injection. You have no possibility of parole nor do you have bail." Judge Bryant hit his gavel onto the desk and two police officers handcuffed Hector and took him away. Hector walked in silence and said only three words that were not heard by any except the one closest to him, which was Angie. The words he uttered sent chills down her spine.

"I'll be back."

There it is, chilling words right? It ain't over yet!