Paternal Bonds Shattered

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

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Chapter 30 (Two Options)

"You did what?" Gibby shouted as he slammed Jeremy against the wall. It had been a mistake to tell Gibby that he just dumped the little girl off to die. Nevel sighed in boredom as he and Hector watched from the table, they just didn't care anymore. Let Gibby kill Jeremy. "Ten years with you and I still hate you. You try to kill two children, then dump the other two to die. I wonder why I hate you!"

"Look, the kid had to go," Jeremy said while shrugging his shoulders. Gibby grabbed Jeremy's nose and smirked, remembering how his nose had been broken. "What are you doing?"

"I'm about to break you, again." Jeremy's eyes widened and he shouted as Gibby twisted hard left on the nose. Gibby then grabbed the man's arm, placed it over his shoulder and tossed him in an ark, landing him on the table and breaking it. Hector sighed and looked over to see Valerie watching from the doorway.

"Looks like we're going to need to buy a new table," Hector said as he slowly rose from the chair. Jeremy slowly opened his eyes in time to see Gibby land upon him, jabbing his elbow into his thigh. He shouted in pain as Gibby proceeded to grab his hair and slam his head repeatedly in the ground. "He clearly learned nothing in his captivity."

"I'd say it only made him worse," Nevel said while following Hector to the other side of the room. He always thought Hector was the evil one, but even he didn't believe in murdering an innocent child. Maybe he was evil, but Jeremy was definitely eviler. They winced as Gibby delivered a powerful kick to his stomach.

Jeremy moaned as Gibby lifted him up from the ground, he was covered in blood. Gibby started punching him in the back, then shifted to the front and slammed his fist into Jeremy's ribs, hoping to shatter them. "You are nothing!" Gibby shouted angrily, his eyes full of rage. Neither Jeremy or Hector were anything in his book. He hated both of them. "One day, you're going to learn just how much people hate you, and you're going to be killed by someone who hates you more than anything. You're going to fuck with the wrong person."

"And that person isn't you?" Gibby laughed and one last time threw Jeremy hard into the wall, slamming his head in and creating a hole. Jeremy moaned as Gibby pulled him away from the wall and patted his back.

"Go get yourself fixed."

"Fuck you." Jeremy slowly walked away, passing Valerie in the door. He gave her a sharp glare that made her shrink back in fear. She quickly rushed into the room and the others looked at her as she stared back with concern. Was it true? Had Jeremy really dumped Sam's daughter to die?

"We have a road trip to make," Gibby said quietly, seeing the worry in Valerie's eyes. He agreed there was reason to be afraid or what might happen. Hector and Nevel shrugged, they didn't see anything wrong with the two running off again. Valerie nodded as she and Gibby left for his car. They were going to find the girl, and if she was in any danger, they were going to get her out of danger. Sam was not going to lose another child to this man. Luckily, they knew where Jeremy would have gone to dump her, he said it was the same place he put Adam.

Upon driving to the location, they could not find a sign that the girl was there. The two stepped out of their cars and decided to investigate. "You look on that side, and I'll look over here." Valerie nodded as she moved to the left side of the road and began walking along the edge of the street, peering out in the open grass. It was just an open field for miles, the girl surely couldn't be there. Gibby wasn't having any luck on his side either. Then something made her look again, and when she squinted her eyes, she could see a mansion in the distance.

"Gibby! Come over here, quickly!" Gibby turned his head and hurried over, both hoping she found the girl and hoping she didn't, nobody wanted to stumble upon the body of a little child. Valerie pointed and his gaze followed to the house, it hadn't been there a few years ago. "Didn't Jeremy say this place didn't have anybody living here?"

"Yeah…he did…" The two wondered if perhaps anyone came by for that house, chances were slim, but even the oddest of chances still stood a chance. "Get in the car, let's go check out that house." Valerie nodded as she and Gibby quickly got into his car and drove for the house. What if the girl was there? Would they leave her there? It was a hard decision to make. Evidently she would be safer anywhere but where Jeremy was. Upon entering the vicinity of the house, which had been a five minute drive, they parked their car out back and decided to remain obscure and not knock on the door.

"So what are we going to do?"

"Look through the windows…" The first window they arrived at was a bedroom window, and upon looking through it, they saw a maid and a butler standing in front of a television. On a nearby bed was a little girl with blonde hair, her eyes fixated on the television. "Oh my god, it's her."

"What?" Valerie looked through the window and smiled softly, it really was the young girl. So who's house was this, that was the question. On the television was a scene of pure nostalgia for both of them. It was iCarly. "They ended it ten years ago, didn't they? Right after she left…"

"Yeah, god I miss those days." He really did, he often enjoyed acting on iCarly. He was a good friend of the group, and then something changed him. He betrayed them, betrayed Sam. Gibby lowered his head as he saw Freddie embrace Sam, she was at her happiest in that scene. Valerie looked at him as his arms began to shake and tears started to leave his eyes. "I deserve to die, Valerie. I deserve death." He had plenty of time to reflect on what his crime and punishment should be. He wanted to be locked up, he wanted the death penalty for his crimes.

What would be his sentence? For holding Sam for ten long years and torturing her, allowing a man to abuse her, he knew well he deserved death. "Gibby…" He shook his head and turned away from the window, he couldn't bear to look in there. Not when iCarly was being watched, no, he didn't deserve to be anywhere near that area. Valerie peered into the window once more and smiled, she knew who's home this was. The owner of it was standing in the doorway, talking to the maid. It was Freddie. "The girl's safe, let's just leave her here…"

"If I can control anything, it's ensuring that girl's safety. I won't leave her anywhere without knowing that it is truly-"

"Freddie Benson lives here." Gibby's eyes widened and his mouth hung open, he had been stunned to hear that. One thing that was for sure, he didn't need to be anywhere near him, he was too good of a person.

"She's safe then, let's go."

"I'm with you. And Gibby…"

"What?" Valerie lifted her hand up and rubbed his back, smiling softly. She knew the pain he felt, but she did think that he was a lot better than Jeremy or Nevel were.

"You're not all bad. You just had the wrong thoughts and it made you a bad guy. Do you think Sylvia wants you to die?" Gibby smiled softly and closed his eyes. No, she wouldn't want him to die, neither would his son.

Nevel flew on one of their private jets to Miami, in his backpack he held the camera used to film Sam's attack five months ago. He knew what he was going to do, and he figured he was going about it the wrong way, but he didn't care. He was still screwed up in some ways.

When his plane landed, he started heading to the nearest, largest library around. He was going to upload the video onto the net, Jake should see it and tell Freddie. They wouldn't be able to trace it back to him or where they were, he wanted to be sure of that, but at least they would know it was Hector who had Sam all this time. In hindsight, they might already know, but he wasn't exactly sure. Either way, he knew of the chain and effect reaction this might cause them. Freddie was their greatest threat, if he knew the truth, he would most surely try and find Hector even harder now.

As Nevel started uploading the video, tears started to come to his eyes. What would happen if they did come after them? Would he live? Would he die? Did he care? Yes, but not so much anymore. The death of his mother still haunted him, ten years after the fact. As he remembered the picture of what she looked like, he still felt sick. He was on a computer that faced a wall, so at least the librarian wouldn't question him.

Hector didn't have them under as strict surveillance anymore, but they were still watched on occasion when it came to them being outside the house. Nevel closed his eyes and memories of the last ten years flushed through his mind. Violence, hate, blood, and tears all came in great flashes. What had he become? What had he done? He was starting to feel the ramifications of his age old decision. He was only a thirteen year old boy when all this began. Now, at twenty three, he had a feeling his world would soon turn to black.

He stared at the computer screen and his mouse hovered above the two buttons that offered him a choice. "Upload" versus "Cancel." Upload the video, and it's all over, this will all end. Cancel, and continue life like this. Continue down the path of evil until Sam's body finally gives in and she dies in captivity, never to know the light of day again. Cancel, and continue to watch Jeremy try severely to damage Valerie and Gibby beat the shit out of him. Upload, and the one who hates Jeremy most of all will come to find him, to come and save the final Williams family member, to end a mission to save the Williams after ten long, grueling years.

Nevel let the tears streak his face as he remembered how crazed he'd become. What was it that caused him to snap? Was it that insane jealousy, the desire to have what he would never have? Taking Sam had ended iCarly, but did he get what he wanted? No. No he didn't. He looked up to see the librarian working at her desk. She looked over at him and frowned. "Ma'am? Ma'am I have a question."

"What is it, sir?" The librarian asked respectfully. She had to talk like that to all her customers.

"Let's say hypothetically, you were faced with two choices. One led into continuing a life of hell, of sin and suffering, while the other path led you to change. Leading you, surely, to a path of salvation…Though, again speaking hypothetically of course, you know you're sure to lose your life in the process, the choice could save the life of so many others…what would you do?"

"Go the path of redemption, of course." Nevel blinked as the librarian went back to her work. He looked at the computer screen, his eyes wide. The woman had said that so quickly, without any thought at all. Was it so easy to value human life above one's own self? To make a decision without any greed at all? He closed his eyes, nodding his head slowly, he knew what he needed to do then.

Slowly, the mouse shifted to the Upload button. It hovered for a second and clicked. The process was done in a matter of seconds, the video was up. Knowing how this site works, the creator would be the first to see it, and so would Jake. Knowing the details of the video, he knew they would block it before anybody else got a chance to view it. Maybe this was the start of the snowball effect he'd waited ten years for. He slowly opened his eyes and narrowed them. "It is done."

Gibby's not so bad, huh. Nevel starts the snowball effect that may lead to rescue. I feel bad for them, for we all know how they go out. There is no changing that part.