Secrets and Surprises

Chapter 1: Nashville

Third Person P.O.V:

Brady and Noah Wyatt were driving through their hometown, Nashville Tennessee. They were called there for a case. A 38 year old female, murdered in her own kitchen. Noah was sitting there looking at the address and he noticed that it looked familiar. The whole car ride to the house Brady noticed that something was bothering his brother, but he didn't say anything about it. Once they arrived to the house, they got out of the car and began to walk up the driveway.
The house was gated and up a short driveway, which you had to walk up. When Noah finally looked at the house he realized where he was, mostly because when he was a teenager he was at this house almost every day. This was the home of Scarlet Anderson, Noah's high school sweetheart. They spent almost every day together until they graduated and went to college in different places, ending their relationship.
The Wyatt brothers walked up to the door and knocked on it. They were greeted by Sarah Anderson, Scarlets older sister. She always Noah.

"Noah! Oh my god! How are you? It's been like 15 years or something." Sarah exclaimed as she gave him a hug. "Hey Sarah, I'm good, and it's good to see you, it has been a while hasn't it." Noah realized. "How have you been?" He asked her. "Well recently not great." Sarah told him, mentioning her sisters murder. "Oh my god! What a stupid question, I'm so sorry! And I'm sorry about Letty." Noah told her, bringing up his nickname he had for Scarlet.

"Thank you and I'm sorry, I didn't realize that you were the ones we hired for this. We can find someone else if it's too much for you. I know how much you loved my sister." Sarah offered. "No no no, it's perfectly fine. I don't mind at all, it would actually give me some piece of mind to know how it happened." Noah admitted. "So Sarah, can we come in and talk?" Brady asked her. "Oh yeah, of course, come on it, I'll make coffee." She told them as they walked in and shut the door.

"And if you don't mind, try to keep the noise to a minimum, Lucas is still sleeping." She told them. They both gave her confused looks. Lucas who? "Sorry? Who's Lucas?" Brady wondered. "You don't know about Lucas?" She asked, looking directly at Noah. "No, Sarah I haven't talked to Letty in almost 15 years." He told her. "She never ever called to tell you about him?" She was confused. She knew something that he didn't. "Why would she? Who is he?" Noah raised his voice and then they heard footsteps coming down the stairs.

They saw a teenage boy coming down the steps. When he finally looked at them Brady was shocked. He looked like Noah's twin. "Aunt Sarah?" He asked, arriving at the end of the stairs. "Aunt?" Brady questioned. "Honey why don't you go back upstairs or maybe call one of your friends." She offered. "Are they here about mom?" He wondered with a frown on his face. "Yeah, and you don't need to be here for this, so why don't you go do something to keep yourself busy." Sarah said to her nephew.

"If it's about mom I want to stay." He insisted. "No Lucas, a 14 year old doesn't need to hear about his mothers dead." She basically yelled at him. "Wait, hold on a second! Scarlet Anderson is your mother?" Noah wondered. "Yeah, my name is Lucas Anderson Wyatt, I never met my father, my mom told me that he died." He explained. Noah was in shock. Scarlet had a 14 year old son, with his last name, and he looked identical to him. He just kept looking at Lucas, before turning to Sarah and pulling her into another room.

"Is he?" He started. "Yes, Noah, he is, but he doesn't know that, so don't say anything, Letty told Luke that his father died on a case before he was born, she found out she was pregnant the day you both left for college, she didn't want it to hold you back so she kept it to herself." She started to explain. "Yeah well considering she's gone, you have a lot of explaining to do, because that is my son in there and I didn't know about it for 14 years." Noah said before walking back into the other room where Brady and Lucas were.

-Jessica Tatchell-Gould