Paternal Bonds Shattered

Disclaimer: Do I need to say it? I don't own iCarly

A/N: I just want to AGAIN reply to an anonymous person: Are you stupid? This is not a Sam bashing story and it is appropriate to have it as Sam/Freddie. IF YOU HAD BEEN PAYING ATTENTION, those details are the SAME AS THE ORIGINAL PATERNAL BONDS, which also means if you've seen that story you know what happens to Sam in the end, so it is NOT Sam bashing. And this story focuses more on Valerie and Sam anyway.

Chapter 24 (High Speed Chase)

Jeremy pulled up in his car and rolled the window down, he smiled as he watched Rachel and Derek playing with the flowers in the grass. The little girl didn't know that today would be her final day, and 'Uncle Jeremy' was about to wring her neck until she died, just what he wanted to do to that mother of hers. "Rachel!" Jeremy called out. Rachel and Derek quickly looked up and at him. Derek wasn't sure about him, but Rachel never saw anything wrong with Jeremy.

"Uncle Jeremy!" Rachel called out happily. "Derek, its Uncle Jeremy!" Derek hesitated as he followed Rachel to Jeremy's car. "Hi, what do you want?"

"Well, I just got a call from your mother and she says it's okay for me to take you for a little drive. So hop in and let's go around the block." Rachel frowned and tapped her nose, something she often did when she was thinking. She didn't know if her mom really wanted her to go off or not, but Jeremy wasn't mean, right? "Come on kid, what do you say? Come for a ride with your old Uncle Jeremy?"

"Hmm, okay! Derek, let's go, he should have us back soon." Rachel opened the back door and Jeremy grinned maliciously. Rachel turned her head as she and Derek started getting in the car. "Mom! We're going on a ride with Uncle Jeremy!"

"Okay!" Valerie replied while talking to Adam. She then froze, the color quickly draining from her face as she turned around to see Rachel getting into Jeremy's car and him rolling the window up. "No! Rachel! Get out of his car! NO!" She ran out into the front yard as Jeremy started to drive off. She screamed and the tears shot from her eyes. Suddenly, she felt Gibby grab her.

"Come on!" Gibby shouted as he pulled her to his car. He'd seen Rachel climb into the car and he knew it wouldn't be good.

"My baby!"

"We're going to get her back Valerie. We will get her back." Sylvia frowned as Adam watched the two drive off in a rush, now was no time to start panicking. Gibby turned the corner and growled, he was going to kick Jeremy's ass after this.

"You shouldn't have gotten into my car," Jeremy said with narrow eyes. Rachel frowned as Derek stared at the man he thought was a really bad man. Jeremy laughed maliciously and looked into the rearview mirror. "I hadn't expected one of Sam's kids to be here either…It was just going to be Rachel."

"What are you doing?" Rachel asked with a timid voice. Now she really felt scared, the tone in Jeremy's voice was too cruel sounding. "I thought you were being nice…"

"Nice? Me?" Jeremy laughed insanely and smirked evilly. "No, your mother never let me do anything with you. In fact, I'm going to take you somewhere and I'm going to tear your head from your body." Rachel paled and dug her fingers into the seat cushions. She wanted out of the car now. She wanted her mommy.

"You're not good! You're mean! You're a mean man!"

"Yep, it's about time you figured that one out." Jeremy looked down at his gas tank and growled, he was out of gas. How the hell was he out of gas? When was the last time he filled it up. Thinking back, he realized the answer to the question. "Shit, I filled it up a month ago." He moaned and pulled into a gas station, he needed to fill up the car, evidently. He opened the car door and looked inside one last time. "You brats stay in here, got that?" He shut the door and walked over to the nozzle. He hated how that part wasn't in his plans.

"We have to get out," Derek said as he nudged Rachel. She was crying, too frightened to be able to think straight.

"I'm scared Derek, I'm scared!"

Gibby drove down the road as both he and Valerie searched the road furiously with their eyes. It was not long before Valerie spotted Jeremy's car at the gas pump. "There they are!" Valerie exclaimed. Gibby nodded and slowly pulled in at the pump next to Jeremy's car. His back was turned to them while he was fueling his vehicle. How stupid of him. Derek and Rachel looked out the window and smiled when they saw Valerie motioning for them to come to her.

"Mommy!" Rachel pushed the car door open and the two children spilled out of the car. Jeremy opened his eyes when he heard the noise and looked over in confusion. He gasped when he spotted Gibby smirking at him from his car.

"Hey! Get back in the car!" Jeremy shouted out as he ran to the other side of his car. It was too late, Rachel had piled into her mother's arms and Derek into the backseat. "Damn! Damn, damn, damn!" Jeremy quickly entered the driver's side, forgetting that he'd not filled up the tank more than probably a quarter and he had also not removed the pump and placed the cap back on.

"Where to, Valerie?" Gibby asked as he made his way to the exit of the gas station. Valerie sobbed and held Rachel quietly, letting the girl hold her. Rachel closed her eyes and sighed.

"Rachel sweetie, how would you like to go be with Daddy?" Valerie asked quietly. Gibby raised his eyebrow as Rachel smiled brightly. It was the safest thing to do. Her family was still safe, Jonah was still safe, so if Rachel was with her father, she would be safe.

"I get to see Daddy? Yay!" Valerie sniffed and smiled sadly, so that was the answer.

"You heard her Gibby. To Antioch University" Gibby muttered as he pulled his GPS out and handed it to Valerie. She quickly typed in the address as Rachel climbed into the backseat and put her seatbelt on. "Okay baby, we're going to see your daddy, it's going to be a long trip."

"Hector isn't going to be happy about this," Gibby muttered as he turned out of the gas station. The GPS wanted him to get on I-5 Northbound towards Seattle, and would be travelling it for 167 miles.

"He is going to be more furious at Jeremy for trying to hurt my daughter than he will be with us!"

"This is true." Gibby looked in the rearview mirror in time to see Jeremy shoot out of the gas station, letting the gas pump shoot out from his gas tank. He sped out at a sharp turn and nearly caused an accident. "Shit, we have company. Although it's kind of amusing seeing him forget the gas pump."

"What?" Valerie looked back and paled. She could see Jeremy's eyes, they were red like the devil.

"Sorry about this Valerie…" Valerie screamed as Gibby slammed on the gas and shot past a light and onto the freeway, Jeremy flew by the same light and flew onto the freeway after them.

"Gibby! There are kids in the car!"

"Yeah, kids being hunted in the devil car behind us!" True. She looked back to see Jeremy still appearing to be advancing upon them. She screamed out in a panic and turned around.

"Drive Gibby, drive! By the way Rachel, when you learn to drive one day, I never want to see you drive like this!"

"It's okay," Rachel said with a slight hint of terror in her voice. She understand that they needed to speed in order to get away from the bad man. "Uncle Gibby's just trying to save us from the bad man!" Gibby had to focus on the road, and nothing else. Fortunately, there was not a whole lot of traffic. Just a bit moderate traffic to pass, and he was staying strictly in the fast lane.

"Sorry!" Gibby shouted each time he passed a car. "Psycho chasing us! Sorry!" Many cars honked, most swerved, several ran into the shoulder for fear of being run over by Jeremy's mad vehicle. "Rachel, I want you to tell me what Jeremy said to you."

"He said he wanted to…" Rachel frowned and looked down, not wanting to remember what the man had told her. She was scared of him and really didn't want to think about him. "He wanted to kill me."

"Okay! Well then, the bad man won't be doing anything to you." Valerie looked at Gibby's speed and nearly fainted, they were almost up to 100 MPH. They had 170 miles total to go. If they went at this rate, they'd reach the college in an hour and forty minutes. "One thing Valerie, if this is where Jonah's at, won't it be bad if Jonah figures it out. Also, are you so willing to let me find out where he's going to school at?"

"For one thing, I trust you not to do anything to him or tell anybody where he's going to college. Secondly, I have a feeling that we might lose Jeremy before then. He was filling up his tank and didn't look like he filled it up very much." Gibby nodded and smiled slightly, he was going to get them to Jonah safely. Valerie knew that she wouldn't be able to stay with Jonah, she wouldn't be able to. Hector would hunt her down, Jeremy would hunt her and her family down, Sam would be diminished to nothing if she wasn't there to look after her in some form. She just wasn't able to stay away from them for good. She sighed and turned to Rachel. "Rachel honey, when we reach your daddy, you know you have to stay with him, okay?"

"What do you mean?"

"I'll tell you later sweetheart." Suddenly a car veered off of the road, Gibby looked back and saw that Jeremy was now resorting to pushing other cars off the highway. This was an unimaginable bout of road rage. He was speeding up, which in turn forced Gibby to speed up. At this point, Gibby was going 120 MPH. Why the hell were there no cops after them yet?

"You would think we'd have cops hot on our tail by now." Then again, the freeways were not often patrolled by police officers. Gibby was severely considering having Jeremy go off the freeway. It was too dangerous for this maniac. By now, Valerie was digging her nails so ferociously in the car seat, that he would probably have to buy some new seat covers. "There is a small gun under my seat, how badly do you think he'd veer out of control if I shot out one of his tires?"

"No guns around Rachel and Derek!"

"Okay, relax…"

"You're driving at 120 MPH and you expect me to relax?"

The chase went on for what seemed to be miles, and it was. Jeremy was not calming down, but he was taking notice of his gas light being on and his tank emptying out pretty quickly. What didn't help his case was that Gibby had a full tank of gas, having filled it up the day before. He could make the trip, whereas Jeremy would be out pretty soon. He'd been driving for twenty five minutes so far, and Gibby wasn't slowing down.

"Why the fuck are you making this so damn hard, Gibson. Just slow the hell down and let's talk this out…" What he hadn't expected was for Gibby to make a sudden exit. Jeremy shouted out angrily as he sped by the exit sign and continued down the road. They had gone sixty miles and Jeremy was nearing the end of his tank. "Where the hell are these two going anyway?" The last thing Jeremy saw when Gibby made the exit was Gibby flipping him off.

"One bit of advice kids, never do what Uncle Gibby just did there," Gibby said with a smirk as he quickly slowed down and stopped at a stoplight. He and Valerie both leaned back and sighed. They'd lost Jeremy.

"Good thinking on that quick maneuver," Valerie praised him, smiling ever so slightly. "Please never drive like that again." Gibby laughed and took a look at his GPS. They still had 110 miles to go.

"What do you say we start averaging about 75 MPH?"

"Be lucky I don't force you to do 50 on the freeway!" Gibby smirked as Derek and Rachel stared at each other with bewildered expressions. The light turned green and the group sat there for a minute before starting up. They really had to catch their breath. Gibby then gradually built his speed and got onto the freeway, as though nothing had happened. His car seemed okay after all that, but when they got to Seattle, he wanted to check it to make sure everything was good.

"High speed chases, you have to love them."

"Shut up."

"What do you think, Jeremy's ten miles ahead of us by now?" Gibby was honestly cracking up. If they continued at a calm pace of 75, they should reach their destination in an hour and a half. They had been at the light for five minutes, so assuming Jeremy stayed at his maniac pace the entire time, he would be nearly 12 miles ahead. If he had attempted to slow down, it would put him 10 miles ahead of the group.

Jeremy growled as his engine began sputtering, he really didn't find much area to slam the breaks, he had to slow down gradually. Even still, he remained at constant speeds for a good period of time. It was not long, however, before his speed did break. He started making his way into the shoulder of the road, there wasn't another exit for a very long time, and the sign for the nearest gas station put it as ten miles more. He was screwed every which way. "There goes my plan…"

Jeremy slowly pressed the gas pedal as his car started coming to a complete stop. It wasn't just his gas going out that was the problem, his engine was pretty much shot, as were some other parts of his car. He should have known better than to drive at the speed he had been. Finally his car pulled to a stop, the gas tank being completely empty. He exited his car and shouted in frustration as he kicked the tires. "Damn piece of shit car!"

In Gibby's car, the group decided to pass the time with various fun activities. Valerie would point out some scenic landmarks and on occasion, they would sing fun driving songs. Derek and Rachel would play patty cake and other kid games. Hell, Rachel even was allowed to open some of her birthday presents. When eventually they passed Jeremy, they saw him sitting on the hood of his car with his elbow on his knee and fist to his cheek. When he spotted them, he jumped off of his car and began shaking his fist at them. They only laughed.

"Do you think we should have stopped to help him?" Valerie asked with a slow chuckle. Gibby laughed once and shook his head.

"Hell no."

After a good amount of time, they finally made it to Antioch University in Seattle. Surely Jeremy wasn't smart enough to know they had gone there, nor did they care. There was no way in hell he could show up there. The only way he could go was back home, but chances were likely that they'd be home before he was. He had too much pride to abandon his car.

"Should I drop you off at the University while I check my car out?" There really wasn't a need to do that, since the car shop was pretty close by. It was just a short walking distance to the university. "Is there even any guarantee that he'll be here?"

"He should be. It's only three, and he's got classes until three thirty."

"Okay then."

I'm sorry for the lateness! I'm going to upload multiple chapters, if you'll review each of em and let me know what you think of the chapter, that'd be great ^_^