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Chapter 22


"Zac! Zac, come on! Wake up! The pilot's about to take off again with you still on the plane!" Ike's voice seemed distant. I woke up to see his warm, brown eyes staring back at me.
"Rise and shine," Taylor whispered. His throat sounded like it hurt pretty bad, like when you get your tonsils taken out. Fortunately, though, I didn't really know what that felt like, either. The three of us had all managed to escape that. Lucky us. I followed Ike off the plane with Taylor, Natalie, and Ezra behind me. Surprisingly, no fans had managed to find out about our arrival. This was the first time in a long time that I'd gotten off of a plane into silence. It seemed strange. We went through the airport, grabbing our luggage and heading back to outside. Taylor and Natalie split from Ike and me to go to their apartment while I followed Ike to our apartment. He twisted the key in and pushed open the door. Ah, home. I immediately made my way to my bedroom, flopping down on the bed. It felt so good to be back. Strange, because I'd only been gone a few days. I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath. Tomorrow we'd all be in court, fighting to take away Heather's parenting rights. I felt a little guilty, I mean this was the little girl's mom. But what she did to Ike was horrible...and I hated that woman more than anyone - well, more that anyone I could think of at the time.
"Hey," Ike said from the doorway, "You wanna get something to eat?" I nodded, jumping up and heading out the door with him. I flipped open my cell phone and dialed Taylor's. It rang about 4 times before he answered.
"Hey, you're sounding better already."
"Yeah, well, I don't feel much better."
"I'm sorry man. You wanna get something to eat with us?"
"Nah, I think we're gonna stay here a guys go ahead."
"Alright, if you're sure. We'll see you later, then."
"Yeah, later."
I pressed the 'end' button and closed the phone.
"They not coming?" Ike asked.
"Nah," I shook my head, "Tay's not feeling real great."
"Alright, well, what do you say we go to AppleBee's?" he wanted to know. I nodded.
"That sounds alright." I told him. We walked on, talking as we went, knowing that AppleBee's was a little over 5 blocks away.
"I found out her name." Isaac mumbled. I looked at him.
"Whose name?" I wondered. What was he talking about?
"My daughter's." he answered quickly. I stopped in my tracks. It hadn't really quite hit me yet that this child was actually his daughter.
"It's Caitlyn," he explained, "Her name is Caitlyn."