Secrets 2

authors note: Thanks again Bibbiespark.hopefully if i do this chapter right you and the rest of my viewers will know what happened.
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Richard wandered the streets looking for John. "Ok if i was John where would I go?" he asked himself. Richard passed a vietnamese restraunt that used to be a hub where teenagers hung out at least when he was a teenager. Richard took a deep breath so as not to panic, he knew John wasn't a child and so could take care of himself, but with his condition not to mention what Susan told him about Clark's death and them finding blood DNA of John's on his face.
"Okay, where does John go when he wants to think on things?" Richard began thinking of the night he told his parents off about him and John along with there future grandchild that they don't acknowledge. They had gone back to there apartment John left saying he need to think on things. "Damn!" Richard said irritated now he then remembered there first actual date not as friends, they went to the hub the jukebox played an Elvis song then they went for a leisurely walk through Central Park.
Richard went through the park trying to remember. The stares people gave them made John uneasy more so then Richard, probably the hormones from the pregnancy. Richard wasn't getting anywhere here he headed over to the Brooklyn Bridge to think.
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John still sat looking out over the city, still thinking of his past before he met Richard. He joined the army at sixteen and met Donald Robin, "Why did I join the army in the first place?" he asked himself.
"Right, we were in the middle of the Korean war. But that doesn't signify why I would just up and join the army."
"John!" Richard called out to him as he spotted him sitting on the bridge. John only slightly glanced over at Richard and then looked back over at the city. John reached into his pocket and pulled out a cigarette he bummed off of someone and lit it.
"Your smokeing. When did you start that habit back up?" Richard asked.
"Your right Richard I should indulge myself in another habit."
"John your not yourself tonight what's wrong?"
"I don't know. Remember when you asked me about my childhood?"
"Yes."
"Well, I've been trying to think of it. When Donald asked me about May 15th 1954 I just went completley blank. I can't even remember my parents not that it do much good now I'm sure they're dead now."
"Come on lets head back to the hospital I'm sure Donald and Will are freaking out that you left."
John slowly got up so as not to slip. As John was making it over to where Richard was holding out his hand for him he slipped hitting his head hard on the ice. Richard came over quickly "John are you alright?"
"yea I think so. My head hurts a little nothing to serious I think."
"Come on lets go." Richard said helping him up and walking carefully off the bridge. "John, do you remember our trip to the beach during the summer of 66?"
"Uh... somewhat."
"You refused to go in the water. Why is that?"
"I don't know."
Richard got John back to the hospital. "You know Susan was asking about you?"
"What does that..." he paused from what he probably would have called her "what does she want now? hasn't she messed my life up enough?"
"John do you have women issues?"
"Excuse me?"
"Uh...nothing never mind."
"Dad your back! Are you alright? Why'd you run off like that?" Will asked.
Donald, Will, and Richard helped John back to his room.
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"Susan your doing an admirable job at framing someone."
"Yes its just about perfect all I need now is for the cops to interrogate him and then its all set." Susan turned and looked at the old man she was talking to.
"Uh..."
"But you need for his prints to be on the gun to make it perfect."
"Yes that would help alot."
"Ms. Myers I think its time for me to visit that no good son of mine." The old man said.
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The old man made it to the hospital and found John's room. "Well, well John you certainly made a life for yourself haven't you?" The old man said.
That voice. it brought chills up his spine as he turned and looked at the old man in the wheelchair. "I see you have landed yourself a man, I'm guessing you enjoyed our evenings together then. Otherwise you probably wouldn't be with him. He's cute looking and wealthy, you've moved up in the world John boy."
The old man then looked over at Don and Will. "Your kids?" How nice grandchildren."
John gritted his teeth. Richard knew better then to stay any longer inside the room he escorted his sons out of the room leaving John with the old man.
"Nice family you got yourself going."
"What do you want?"
"Can't I come by and see my son?"
"Son! Do you know what you did to me!"
"I had to put you in your place somehow, so you wouldn't become such a mommas boy. You know your mother had an illness similar to yours."
"What are you talking about I'm not sick. I may have a tumor but I'm not sick."
"And how long have you had said tumor?"
John's father got up from his wheelchair and walked the distance to him. "Your still weak. And so easily used." His father said running a hand over his face.
"Get your hands off me!"
"Or what?" he asked moving closer until he was just inches from his face.
"I am not a child any more!" John said pushing him away. "Oh I like this, your adorable when your angry just like your mother rest her soul."
"You know you should be thanking me."
"For what!"
"If I hadn't come home early from work in 1942 you would have been dead long ago."
"what are you saying?"
"Your mother, and her illness she wasn't alright upstairs as it were she attempted to drown you in the bathtub."
"Lies!"
"Believe what you want John, but you refused to ever go in the water. Your mother would intentionaly hurt herself and then make up some wierd story. That night do you remember John?"
"Get out!"
"Make me." his father said with a smug on his face.
John looked around the room in search of something to threaten him to leave. His father came closer to him again. "I can never do anything right can I? I'm just your no good son. You used and abused me! Get out of here and don't come back." John said.
"Hmmm how good our your sons? I'm sure you got grandchildren too I bet they're probably even better."
"I said get out!" John said as he grabbed the gun.
"Alright, alright." his father said as he left the room. John set the gun back down and laid down on the bed and rested his eyes.
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Author's note: Ending it here for now. Just by reading this you can imagine what probably happened that night. Next chapter I'll go back to Ryo and Dee and probably do a valentine story. review please.