Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty Seven - Reunited!

The silence in the vehicle was deafening as Basil drove Adian and I to State Penn for a visit to David Sullivan!

Up until Adian got up this morning, he wasn't sure taking me to visit him was a good idea, after my panic attack yesterday but I have to go. I need to see for myself, if the man name David Sullivan at State Penn, is the man I called daddy for five years of my life.

Today I didn't pretend to have it all together! Today, I m that girl struggling to keep myself sane! Today there's no fake smiles!

Adian kept turning around to ensure I'm still here. I believe he wants of make sure, that mentally, I am here.

Lifting his eyes to wink at me in the mirror, "sweetheart, can you pass me another sandwich?" Basil smiles, "and thank you!" He adds with his eyes on the road again.

I woke up debating in my mind, what is the right thing to do?

What would my mother have wanted?

For the first time in forever, I didn't have a nightmare, I had a dream of my mom, cradling two babies in her arms, smiling brightly with the sun reflecting on her radiant face.

She's wants me to go!

One of the babies was my brother and the other was mines. Mines and Adian.

I woke up assured of what I had to do!

David Sullivan didn't kill my mother, my brother and my baby. He didn't!

AMEILA KNIGHTS DID!

It's Sunday, so today's visit, is a special visit, only because of Mr. Gussippie, who stood beside a black Lincoln, waiting for us.

Mr. Gussippie nods at Adian and Basil but he comes forward with an extended hand and warm smile, that's meant to encourage me?

Basil opted to remain on the outside, claiming that the has extra fuel to keep the AC running, in case we take long and I was up so early, I packed a picnic lunch for the road and so far he's the only one eating from it.

With an arm behind my hip, "you good?" Adian whispers, as we follow David Sullivan's lawyer inside a long walkway surrounded by silver wires and silver roofing but as we got closer to a high double steel gate, which opens for us to enter, I looked up at Adian afraid that he'll hear my heart pounding against my chest.

Sensing my eyes on him, Adian looks down and pulls me closer, "I'm here" he assures me "and just so you know, it's not too late to back out." He says, giving me a chance to choose once again.

Chuckling at his furrowed brows, knitted together with concern, I smiled for the first time since we left home. "I've got this," I assured him. "Especially with you beside me." I gripped him on the waist when I heard the sound of metal doors opening and closing, behind and in front of us.

I didn't realize I wasn't breathing until the three of us were given chairs beside each other at a table with only one chair opposite us.

Leaning down, Adiian kissed me once again to confirm, he's here!

I looked towards the light that shines through the open window secured by thick burglar proof but all I see is my mother's smiling face and her nod of encouragement.

I'm here to set the scale of Justice in motion and that starts with David Sullivan, the man I suddenly wish I didn't have to see!

I looked away from the window when I heard the sound of another metal gate banging to the side of us and looked up to see the man from the television, no longer in a suit but in an orange jumper, his hands in front of him, secured with a handcuff. His face was drawn as if like me, he had a sleepless night.

But he smile at me!

I remember that smile!

Without a second thought I stood up, the sound of the chair I was sitting on scraping as I moved.

Shock!

"You're alive!" I said as he came closer and so did two guards to stop me from getter nearer to David Sullivan, my father.

Shaking my head in disbelief.

"You didn't die in a crash," I told him, through tears that I have no self control over.

My father stood in front of me, his lips quivering, as tears flowed.

Despite the guards trying to hold me back, I rushed pass everyone and pushed myself into his arms.

With my arms wrapped around his torso, "they told me I was crazy when I say you were alive and coming back for me," I cried against his chest, when I felt his chin on my head.

No one was trying to pull me away again.

"They forced me to take medications to put me in a mental institute, all because I refused to believe you died with mommy in a car." I continued crying against my father.

I need him to know, "If I could have, I would have searched for you," lifting my head off his chest, I stared into his eyes, that like mines, is clouded with tears.

"Only Adian believed me" I tell him. "He stopped them from putting me in a crazy house." I told my daddy of my woes without him.

"I'm so sorry, I was under too much medication to come look for you," I told him and his eyes darkened at my words.

Finally daddy spoke, "I love you, my little chatterbox." He whispers, unable to hug me because of the cuff in his hands.

Through my runny nose and the tears I must look a mess but I don't care, "my daddy is alive," I smiled up at him and he nods.

"Daddy's never leaving his Hailey bear again." My father promises.

With my arms wrapped around daddy's torso, "see, I'm already getting better," I boast to Adian.