Disclaimer: I don't own the show The Pretender or any of the characters.

Spoilers: Everything up to and including the last movie. (This is completely and totally a
JMPR shipper story).

Summary: Another day of 'you run, I chase' might become something more when Jarod
and Miss Parker are forced to confront their feelings when their stuck together
in a hotel room. JMPR all the way

This is dedicated to Jaclyn Parker. She inspired me to start writing. If she reading this, this is my first fanfic and i know its not the best but its a start right?

Author's note: This is my first fanfic. This idea has been swimming around in my head
for about 3 years now and I thought that I might as well write it
down.

1:00 pm

Miss Parker's office

Miss Parker was sitting in her office reading a memo when Broots and Sydney barged into her office.

"Uh...Miss P..p..Parker, I think we ...uh... found Jarod and the lead is fresh," said a very nervous Broots.

"Miss Parker, Broots is right." chimed in Sydney.

"Well, what are you waiting for Freud?! Tell them to prepare the jet!" said Parker, getting a little anxious about the possibility of seeing Jarod again. After their phone call after getting off the island more than a year ago, they hadn't even had a small lead on Jarod. The PTBs were starting to think that Jarod had finally decided to disappear for good.

7:00 pm

on the streets of Las Vegas

Parker was chasing Jarod down a busy road. Broots and Sydney were too slow and couldn't catch up with the pair and the sweeper team that Parker had ordered wouldn't get there until the next day because they were having problems with their plane.idiots

Jarod ran into a hotel and Parker was right behind him. He got into an elevator and the doors closed right in Parker's face. Before the doors closed, Jarod had that cocky grin on his face which he knew always got under Parker's skin.

She decided that taking the stairs would be her best choice. She was damn lucky that she used to be in track in high school and that she was the best runner they ever had. She had an odd feeling that she couldn't explain that told her that Jarod would be on the 8th floor. She thought that it might be her inner sense. Whatever it was, she was right.

When she got to the 8th floor, she saw Jarod running into a room and she was right behind him. She got into the room and the door slammed behind her. Jarod wasn't in plain sight so her gun was raised and she was in sweeper mode. She noticed a small movement in the corner of her eye.

The movement had come from the bedroom. She walked in with her gun in hand, ready to shoot at Jarod.

All of sudden, with a quick movement by Jarod her gun was out of her hand and now in his.

"Now, now, Miss Parker, you should know better than to trust just your eyes." He said with the same cocky grin on his face.

"Yeah, and you should know better than to aim a gun at me. And you , supposedly being the genius that you are, should also know that every person that has ever aimed a gun at me is either dead or never will hold a gun again." Bit back a very angry Parker.

Right away, she made a move for the gun, but Jarod was too quick for her. In one quick movement, he had thrown the gun into the other room, spun her around to face him, put her against the wall and he was holding both her hands above her head with his left hand.

"Well, well, well, this quite an odd perdicament we have gotten ourselves into yet again, isn't it?" said Jarod with the exact same cocky grin on his face.

Jarod's POV (for a sec)

He could tell that she was getting very angry by looking into her beautiful blue eyesbeautiful? Wait where did that come fro?. Oh, no, not this again!!! I can't be dealing with these feelings again! Its obvious she doesn't love me. Why do I continue to torture myself! What if...

Parker's POV (for a sec)

She could tell that he was battling with himself in his mind about something. All of a sudden, he snapped out of his thoughts and what Miss Parker saw in his eyes reminded her of what she saw in them that night in front of Ocee's fireplace: It was raw desire.

Jarod leaned in for a kiss, a short and gentle kiss, much like the one that they shared when they were children. He pulled awayand looked into her eyes. What he saw in them surprised him. He saw shock and then he saw her leaning toward him for another kiss. Thiss kiss was nothing like the previos one. It was pull of passion and desire, but Miss Parker pulled away. Jarod was about to ask what happened when she said....

To be continued

A/N: What did Parker say? What would be Jarod's response? Will someone find them? Answers will be in the next chapter!!!

I need reviews, lots and lots of them (plz weeping) I'll die without them!