Paternal Bonds Shattered

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

A/N: Here we go, chapter 48 will be the final, so I'm posting 45, 46 and 47 up at the same time. Review em both if ya will ^_^. Enjoy this, you'll like this one. Definitely want you to review this one and 47, because I want your thoughts on them. 48 is just really long because it's the final chapter, the epilogue, if you will.

Chapter 46 (Rewriting History)

Three years later, Timmy sat with Gregory and Landon, discussing what they wanted to do. Gregory was, at this point, pissed off with Angie. For she had never stopped messing with them and he was constantly reminded of his father. He blamed her for his father's death, he would always blame her. Timmy wasn't too sure if he liked how Gregory was going on and on constantly, and Landon just did all he could to remain neutral. He didn't want to get too involved.

"I'm doing this whether you want to or not!" Gregory slammed his fist down on the table and growled at Timmy. Landon shouted and grabbed his smoothie as it nearly fell over and spilled out. He sighed and looked over to see the teenage daughter of T-Bo, she now ran the store in place of her father. She was not as nice as he was, though. At least not to Landon. If he spilled his smoothie, she wasn't cleaning it up and she wasn't giving him a free one. He'd pissed her off a few years ago. Gregory stood from his chair and glared at Timmy. "Landon! Get your ass up and come with me." Landon frowned as Timmy looked over to him.

"You better not, Landon! Fucking stand up for something once in your life!" Landon winced and felt Gregory's intense glare on him. He was really afraid of Gregory, despite the fact that he didn't agree with ruining Angie's life. He thought the girl ought to be left alone. She wasn't doing anything except having a damn good time on the webshow she was doing with Johnny and Cara. She was moving on with her life.

"Landon!" His voice roared and Landon rolled his eyes. Why the hell was he being forced to make this decision? What was in it for him, anyway?

"Landon?" Now Timmy was shouting. It was all too much for him and he was beginning to get a headache. He didn't sign up for this. He wondered if this was what his father had to deal with. Pity he never knew that man. Never knew his mother, either. All he ever saw of his father was what he saw on parts of the old iCarly reels, which were nearly nonexistent nowadays, twenty years after its ending. Even Nevel had a webshow of his own, but those were even harder to come by. He sighed as the boys shouted at him again, probably wondering why he was in any kind of trance. He felt Gregory's murderous glare and whined as he slowly stood up, looking at Timmy apologetically.

"I'm sorry Timmy…I really am, but it's Gregory." Timmy's eyes widened in shock. How could he do this? Gregory wasn't all that strong? Hell he'd beaten the guy to a bloody pulp before. Landon shouldn't be afraid of him. "I'm sure he won't do anything…" Timmy quickly stood up and shouted, the veins in his neck popping out.

"He wants to fucking rape and murder an innocent girl! You think that's right?"

"I'm sure it's all just talk."

"Look at who the fuck his father was!" Gregory rolled his eyes and started dragging Landon out. Landon whined and looked apologetically once more at Timmy, who was now gripping the table so hard his knuckles were turning purple.

"I'm sorry Timmy! I don't have a choice!" Timmy's face darkened as he watched the two depart. He bowed his head and muttered under his breath.

"The hell you don't…" He'd gotten into fights with Gregory over a girl the boy hated. Her name was Violet, she was dating someone named Noah. He was jealous of her, nobody really knew why. Timmy was really good friends with her and did a good job of keeping Gregory at bay. An man, about the age of twenty eight, stepped next to him and clicked his tongue.

"With friends like that, who needs enemies." Timmy lifted his head up and wiped his eyes. He'd been clenching his teeth so hard that he was sure his gums were bleeding. He looked at the man and his eyes grew wide, he was almost the spitting image of his father!

"Holy shit, dad?" His jaw fell and the man laughed, his laughter was very deep and profound. Timmy took a step back and eyed the man from head to toe. This couldn't be his father. His father was dead. Victor said Gibby was found without an arm or leg and very bloody. "It isn't you, but holy…"

"No, you might be referring to my older brother." Timmy's eyes widened again and his eyebrows rose. Brother? His dad had a brother? Yes, he did, he remembered from seeing some iCarly videos. He had a little brother, Guppy.

"Guppy? But I thought…I thought they killed…" Guppy frowned and shook his head sadly.

"Actually I haven't been called 'guppy' since the seventh grade. I've gone by my full name: Julian Gibson." Timmy nodded as Guppy pointed to the chairs. "Have a seat, Tim." Timmy continued to stare at him while grabbing the chair behind him and pulling it out, slowly falling into it. Guppy turned a chair around and sat backwards on it, leaning forward against the back of the chair. "My grandfather and I are both alive and well. He actually taught me to cut hair, I'm a professional barber and own a chain of men's barber shop in Seattle." Guppy pulled out his driver's license and placed it in front of Timmy, who gaped at it in shock.

"You're Julian Gibson, really? You own Gib's Cuts?" He never even put two and two together. He always got his haircuts from that place, though. Guppy smiled and nodded his head.

"Named it partly after my brother, Gibby." The shock leaving him, he started to realize that he'd spent his entire life in pure hell. He thought his dad's entire family was killed by Jeremy and Hector! He had to live with a crime boss for most of his life!

"Where the hell were you?" Guppy closed his eyes, understanding Timmy's anger. Timmy started to stand up, wanting to hit this man for what he thought was abandonment.

"I never even knew you were alive, to be honest. When my mother and father was killed, when Gibby disappeared…I was with my grandfather, we were in upper Washington, fishing, when we got the news." Timmy's face softened and he slowly sat fully back, perhaps he should listen more and try to understand. Guppy was clearly hurting, remembering the memory. His eyelids were creasing over and his body was tense. "Grandpa nearly had a heart attack, we did not even return to Seattle for the longest time. When we did, we found his house ransacked, but it sat that way for at least a year."

"Oh my god…" Guppy opened his eyes and stared at the table. He'd gone through a lot of fear then, a lot more fear than an eight year old should have to go through.

"Grandpa made it his duty to raise me right. I never stopped thinking I'd see my brother again…" Timmy frowned as Guppy narrowed his eyes. "Then I find out ten years ago, he was dead. My brother…was never coming back…" His stomach clenched and his hands closed up. He shook off the feeling of tears threatening him. He'd spent many sleepless nights then. "I'll never forget what he wanted to be before his disappearance. Before he started working for…that man…"

"What? What did dad…what did he want to be?"

"A pro wrestler." Timmy smiled and felt his heart rise a bit. He never knew anything about his father. This was amazing news, no matter how small it was. "I spoke with Freddie after finding out about my brother's death. Both he, Valerie, and Sam were able to fill in almost all the details of his life during those ten years."

"Oh?" Timmy looked up into his uncle's eyes, eager to know as much as he could. "Uncle Julian, what…what was my father like?" Guppy didn't want Timmy to know the bad parts, even though he probably already knew.

"Your dad…was a good man to Valerie. He took care of her, protected her from Jeremy." Timmy felt a sense of pride hit him. This was exactly what he thought of his father. "He entered in with poor intentions, true, but in dying…he died so Valerie and Sam could be free from that prison. He died so he could be free of that hell, so he could be with your mother."

"You think Dad's with mom right now?" Guppy smiled proudly and nodded, he felt that without a doubt, his brother was up there watching over them.

"No doubt about it, kiddo." He patted Timmy on the shoulder and took a deep breath. "Your father was a great man, always standing up for what he believed in and willing to protect those who needed protection. Why, I remember when he rescued Freddie, Carly, and Sam from a crazy woman!" The two laughed at the memory and Guppy wiped an eye, he really did miss his brother. "She had them hostage and they managed to reach out to him. He went in and she started fighting with him, he fought back and did pretty damn well."

"My dad…he wasn't a truly bad man…" He'd always been confused about this, wondering where his heritage truly was. Whether he was the spawn of evil or not. Guppy straightened himself in his seat and smiled as he placed his hand over the other.

"Your father was a man of many morals, who made mistakes like anyone else does. He made a grave mistake that cost him a lot, but in the end…he died the man that he truly was. He died for what he believed in, he wanted to destroy the bad side of him that he had become…which I suppose is why he decided death would be the best option…but that's just who he was."

"I see." Timmy closed his eyes and smiled, thinking of who his father must have been. He was proud, and he was truly growing into who his father was. "How, how did you finally find out about me?"

"You appeared on that girl's webshow a month ago. Freddie's daughter." Timmy gasped and his eyes brightened. So that's what happened, that's how he finally learned of him? "Told the world what you did for that one girl, Violet." Timmy chuckled nervously as Guppy clasped his hands together in front of his face and leaned forward, smiling. "Just like what your father would have done. What he did do for Valerie. You bore an uncanny resemblance to my brother, it took me a while to get over my shock, and then I called Freddie up to figure out who you were. He confirmed you were Gibby's son…"

"Wow. I…" He couldn't believe it. He never thought something like this could have happened. He smiled and leaned back in his chair. He was so happy.

"Didn't know how I'd get ahold of you though, because he said Angie didn't keep in touch with you. Told T-Bo about it when he came in for a haircut one day, then I get a call from his daughter today." Timmy grinned and looked over at the woman behind the counter, he smiled and waved at her. She couldn't know just how happy this made him. "Tell me, who's been taking care of you all this time?"

"Some guy…who can't possibly be ruined…" In truth, Timmy hated Victor. He knew all about his dealings with the crime organization and he was disgusted by it. He slumped forward as Guppy raised his eyebrow. "Uncle Julian…Victor Oswin is the man who runs a major crime syndicate and he supported Hector during all this time." Guppy's eyebrows rose sharply as Timmy clenched his hands up. "He's a dangerous man as any. Got tired of supporting Hector and let him stay on death row, but if he wanted to, he could have got him off. He has money, and nobody else has the money to take him out. He gets the best lawyers, he gets the best doctors, he's got the best corrupt police agents…nobody dares take him out."

"Is it possible to hold him responsible for the events leading to my brother's death?" Timmy thought about this and shrugged, he couldn't be sure, to be honest. He knew Victor supported Hector, but it was Jeremy that controlled everything. Though Victor did support them too, he gave them all money to thrive.

"He made them who they were."

"I see." Guppy sighed and pushed his driver's license back into his wallet. "Well. I am just a lowly barber who owns a chain of barbershops that help me to make my millions." He felt a sense of hatred rising for Victor, a feeling of anger towards this man who contributed money to keep Hector and Jeremy's operation going. He wanted to destroy him. Timmy raised his eyebrow as Guppy smiled at him. "I would like to take you in. You are my nephew, my brother's son." His voice started to crack, much to his annoyance. "I want to take care of you. I think I can, I can definitely get custody…"

"Uncle Julian, I would love that. I…" Timmy's eyes started to tear up and he wiped them away quickly. He didn't want his uncle to see him cry, but it was too late. "I've never known what it's like to have a family…" Guppy folded his arms over and smirked slightly.

"Well I do own one of the best mansions in Seattle. I have a beautiful wife named Molly, who is my world. She would love to meet you." Timmy grinned as Guppy took a pen from his chest pocket and began writing on a piece of paper. "My grandfather's still alive and would be more than thrilled to meet his great grandson." He clicked his pen off and returned it to his pocket, handing the paper to Timmy. "This is my number, my wife's number, and my address. Feel free to contact us any time."

"Thank you." Maybe this was it, maybe his life would turn around now. His eyes widened and a gasp left his throat, he almost forgot about Gregory and Landon! "Shit! Angie! They're going to hurt her! I need to stop them!" He quickly flew from his seat and started towards the door.

"Not on your own, you're not. It's too dangerous." Timmy pressed his lips together and nodded as Guppy got up from his seat and pulled out his cell phone. They ran to his car and started driving, calling up the police department to help. Timmy contacted Gregory, deciding to lie to him and try to pinpoint exactly where he was going to go. He was going to make his father proud, he was going to redeem his father's good name, which had been blemished with his mistakes.

"Gregory!"

"What do you want?"

"I've had a change of heart!"

"What?" Gregory's voice was laced with venom. He didn't believe Timmy, he needed to prove himself first. "A change of heart?"

"Yes. Let me know where to meet you. I'm pissed with Angie too, man. She…she fucked up my life." The words made him sick. He looked to his uncle, who kept his eyes on the road. If anything, Angie may have just saved his life and he wanted to thank her. This was how he would repay her for being the one to start the ball rolling in his reuniting with his uncle after all these years.

"You're serious? Those are strong words."

"Yeah." He put malice in his voice. Gregory had to believe him. Gregory tapped his chin and hummed while Landon begin feeling even sicker. How could Timmy, of all people, suddenly want to hurt Angie?

"Fine, then you'll prove it when we capture her and take her to the Cliffside."

"The Cliffside?" Guppy moved his eyes over to Timmy, who nodded at him. He nodded back and took a sharp U-turn.

"Yes. Landon and I are going to do our thing and then shove her off the cliff." Timmy moaned inwardly and shook his head. He was tempted to roll down the window and spew chunks all over the place. He really had to save her now. "Damn messed up about this is our 'surrogate dad' doesn't agree with this. Well fuck him! He can go fuck himself with a spoon for all I care!"

"You're a very angry person, you know that?"

"Shut the hell up." Timmy rolled his eyes and sighed, placing his hand on his stomach. If Gregory was just like his father, then how the hell could Gibby deal with Jeremy?

"Whatever, just tell me what you want me to do…"

"You're going to take first hit. If you refuse, we kill you." Timmy closed his eyes and swallowed. Guppy eyed him carefully and slowly nodded his head. Timmy couldn't do anything to raise suspicions or doubts.

"Fine." He clenched his eyes shut and breathed out slowly. After a second, he opened his eyes to narrow slits and spoke with venom in his voice. He was going to tear Gregory's head off when he saw him. "I'll do it." Gregory smirked and clicked a gun next to him. He was prepared for if Timmy turned on him.

"Good to hear, pal." Landon paled and eyed the gun. What would his father have done? He knew in his last moments, his father finally stood up for what was right. Hell, his father was the one that started everyone on the path to saving Sam and Valerie. He was too much of a coward, though. Gregory scared the shit out of him. "We'll see you soon after we catch Angie. You better be waiting for us at the Cliffside, we will go on without you."

"No. You won't. You won't get close." Timmy clenched his teeth together and clicked off the phone as Guppy pulled onto the only Cliffside around. This was it.

The next chapter is going to be the big fight. There's a reason I'm posting it up at the same time.