Dean 2005 (The Discovery)

Dean let out an angry growl as the elevator doors closed. he was incredibly angry with himself, the first time he had seen her in 5 years and he managed to upset her and make her run away from him. He was an adult but had just acted like a petulant child.

'Dam it' he shouted out loud and aggressively enough to make the receptionist jump out of her seat. The woman tried to soothe him, but she was a buzzing pest and he shrugged her away, turned on his heels and made his way back to his office.

He felt the need to pick up the phone and call his friend Reece as he reached for the phone he noticed that she had left her handbag and her coat. He grabbed them and ran back out of the office and down to the lobby hoping she hadn't left yet but once he checked with front desk Tiffany, he discovered she had checked out of the building, he dashed outside but couldn't find her anywhere.

He returned to his office still holding the handbag and coat. The Idea dawned on him that he could take the Bag and coat back to her himself, after all her addresses was on her C.V. although the correct way to deal with the items would be to box them up and send them by courier. He picked up the telephone and told the receptionist to rearrange his appointments for the afternoon.

He was just about to leave when the Bag started to ring. He searched through the pockets till he found it. It read Fi Fi on the screen, he found himself answering the call.

'Hi um this is Jessica's phone, she has left it at the offices of the White group.'

Fiona replied ' Well I can pick it up on my way home, if you leave it at the front desk.'

Dean panicked 'there is no need we will be sending it with a courier, yep he's just arrived. Okay bye.' he hung up the phone quickly.

'Oh dear god what on earth am I doing he said to himself feeling slightly embarrassed and a little bit like a stalker, I mean taking her belongings back to her personally that's sort of an invasion of privacy isn't it? He looked down at the phone and saw the screen saver. A young boy with emerald green eyes, smiling brightly was staring back at him.

'Holy Shit.'

The sudden realisation that the bright child on the phone was his, knocked the wind out of him. He sat back down at his desk.

'No it can't be, He can't be, she would of told me. It must be a coincidence. but he looks like me and he looks Ben.'

Dean took his own phone out of his pocket and found a picture of his brother Ben at a similar age to the child in the picture. They where so similar it was scary. He grabbed the desk phone and the first person he called was Denise, the one person whom he thought would comfort him.

'Denise, I think I have a Son.'

'What do you mean you think?'

'Look let me send you a photo of this via messenger.' he took a photo of Jessica's phone and sent the message he heard Denise's phone bing.

'Well, well he certainly looks like you, but let's do a DNA test to be certain. Have you checked the birth certificate, it could be a coincidence. Who is the mother?'

'Jessica Walker.'

The phone went silent,

'Get a DNA test, we will get the lawyers involved.' Denise answered after a little while. 'I don't want you to get hurt like last time. For all we know she is a gold digger. we know nothing about her, you really should learn to keep it in your trousers you know. How has Catherine reacted to this?'

To be fair since Dean had seen Jessica name he hadn't give a thought to his current girlfriend Catherine. They had really only just been seeing each other casually and to be fair he hadn't spoken to her for the last two months while he had been on the continent.

'Denise you are the first person that I rang, I don't think I need to worry about Catherine since we haven't spoken in months, I don't think she needs to know, and before we get lawyers and DNA tests I think I need to talk to this woman first. It may be a false alarm.'

'Well ok Dean, just let me know if you need any support. Though I am sorry you haven't spoken to Catherine for a while, no wonder she was excited when I called her to help you. She is arriving a week tomorrow, you will need to pick her up from the airport. '

'Why did you do that?, sorry I know your trying to help but I need Catherine around me at the moment like I need a Gun to my head. I'll speak to you once I have spoken to Jessica and confirmed a few things. bye Denise.'

He hung up the phone and rolled his eyes, bloody Catherine would make his dad illness and this possible child into a soap opera, no worse a telenova, all about her. Still she wasn't arriving for a week so he could deal with this situation before she arrived, if the boy was his Son he certainly wouldn't want Catherine any where near the situation.

He looked at the phone screen saver again, he just knew that this boy belonged to him, he could feel it in his heart. He bad never bonded with his ex wife's child and it turned out it was because the child was never his. On some level his body knew that the child was not his and was telling him that somthing was wrong.

It had turned out that his ex had faked her pregnancy at the beginning and had then used a sperm donor to actually get herself pregnant . As during the pregnancy he had not wanted to touch or be with her, because she had taken away his chance for a life with Jess and now possibly deprived him of his actual child.

Dean picked up Jessica's stuff made his way out of the office, with in about 10 minutes he found himself stood outside Jessica's front door. He could hear a childs laughter, the sound pulled at his heart strings.

Dean knocked on the door and a man opened it.

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