Hearing the news that Ethan hadn't made, Cal still didn't want to believe it. Charlie had accompanied him to the morgue and then left to allow him to say his goodbyes. Cal stood outside looking in. There lying on the steel table was his brother, a brother who he loved. Seeing him still as anything only brought to home that Cal should have told Ethan the truth when he had the chance. More tears fell down as he pushed the door open. Stepping inside noting could be heard apart from Cal's breathing. Slowly, he walked over to where Ethan lay.
"Oh, Ethan." Cal started as he took his hand in his. "I am so sorry. I shouldn't have waited, I should have told you the truth the minute I found out. I guess it's too late now."
Cal sniffed and stroked his brother's hair. Maybe it wasn't too late to tell him?
"There's something I need to tell you. Something I've been meaning tell you, I just didn't because I couldn't bare to see the hurt in your eyes when you found out the truth. But, I guess I should tell you now. It's better you know now then not ever."
Cal stopped for a moment. He held Ethan's hand against his cheek then continued.
"You know when I discovered that Matilda wasn't mine, well I also discovered something else. My blood group was different to mum's. Meaning mum wasn't my real mum. Truth be told knowing I was adopted and that you weren't my brother hurt more than discovering Matilda wasn't my daughter. But, it doesn't matter what some results say. You'll always be my little brother."
Cal wiped away his tears before standing up and leaning over gently placing a kiss on his brother's forehead.
" I love you, Nibbles and always will.." He whispered.