Hey! Thanks so much for reading my story! Your reviews mean the world to me. As for a question starclipper01 addressed, as to why Jarod would allow his family to be viewed on DSA after what the Centre did to him over the years, I'm not going to answer that question right now, however I do plan on answering that very question in my story. I just wanted you to know that I'm not ignoring any of your questions. Thanks again for all your support:) -Charlie

Sighing, she tossed some files from one corner of her desk to another. It was already after ten, but the morning haze still hadn't worn off yet.

"Knock, knock." He announced his presence by putting his good fist up in the air and motioning a knock as he walked through the door to her office. "How's my favorite sister today?"

"Peachy keen." She answered monotonously.

"Aww, not happy to see me, Sis?" He shook his head in disappointment.

She rolled her eyes.

"That's too bad, cause I have good news."

She narrowed her eyes; he didn't look terminally ill. "What good news could you possibly have?"

He grinned his famous Lyle grin and Parker suppressed a shudder. "I've got a lead on Jarod."

Her blood ran cold. "Ja- Jarod?" she choked out. A million thoughts raced through her mind at once, as worry cursed through her veins. Could Lyle really be on to him? To them?

"Yep, our Pretender's back to his old games." That smug grin on his face was starting to make her nauseous.

He wasn't acting like it, but she knew he'd noticed her strange reaction to the mention of Jarod and she knew there was no room for such mishaps. Compose yourself, Parker. She straightened her back and tried to play it off like nothing different had occurred; clues to Jarod's whereabouts weren't exactly unheard of. "What have you got?"

"One of our operatives in Cincinnati spotted him in a café."

She let out a breath she hadn't known she was holding and held back a smile of relief. At least Jarod was safe. But why would Lyle be telling her that Jarod had been spotted in Cincinnati if he obviously hadn't? She didn't trust him one bit.

Lyle grinned at her, "Should I phone the jet for you?"

She knew she couldn't call him out on the fact that she was certain Jarod was not in Cincinnati, because that would imply she knew where he was. Still, Parker had no desire to chase a dead end. She fake-smiled back, "Thanks. That would be great."

"Alright, I'll get right on it, Sis." He turned, like he was about to leave, but glanced suddenly at the file lying open on her desk, instead.

His sudden movement startled her and she instinctively rolled her chair away from her desk, unconsciously protecting her babies. For split second, Lyle seemed just as startled as she was. Then he figured he had the upper hand and winked at her as he exited. The nauseous feeling returned and it definitely wasn't because of the pregnancy.

She had to calm down before she gave herself away sooner than her growing belly ever could.

Parker languidly walked though her foyer, immediately pulling off her shoes and not even bothering to hang her coat, as she made her way into the living room. It was surprisingly empty, seeing as how it was serving as Betty's make-shift bedroom. Too tired to care, though, she plopped herself onto the sofa.

Jarod's worry had only increase as he noticed the time passing; it had been already eleven o'clock and no sign of Parker. So, he was thoroughly relieved when he heard the lock to the front door turn. He came into the hallway just in time to see her retreating form enter the living room and his worry came back with ferocity. Why was she home so late? Was she okay? Were the babies? What is she doing?

Jarod practically ran after her, only to find her easing her tired body onto the sofa. He gently sat down next to her and with infinite tenderness, caressed her hand.

She closed her eyes, not acknowledging him, but he saw the corners of her mouth curl upwards ever so slightly.

"Parker, are you okay?"

Eyes opened and a real smiled flourished, "Yeah." She was surprisingly touched by how much concern he'd unknowingly placed in his question. She placed both of their hands over her abdomen, which was now rounded ever-so-slightly and felt heartened. "We're fine." She reassured him, "Just tired."

He nodded, glad everything was okay, but still concerned as to what had held her so long, "Where did you go after work?"

"Cincinnati."

One of his eyebrows raised in disbelief, "Cincinnati?"

"You're not there, in case you were wondering."

"Why on earth would you think I was in Ohio?"

"I knew you weren't in Ohio, Lyle told everyone at the Centre that there was a lead on you."

"Why would he do that?"

Parker shrugged. "I don't know."

The room was silent for several minutes and Parker was almost completely asleep when Jarod cleared his throat. "Parker, I don't know that the Centre is safe for you anymore."

She opened her eyes, awake now. "What do you mean?"

He sighed, knowing she was going to be reluctant to accept his suggestion. "Well, if the Centre realizes that you're pregnant, I just can't even imagine what they'll do. Let alone if they found out that they were mine…" he trailed off then shook his head, trying to regain his composure; it was becoming increasingly easy to worry. "I think it's about time we get out of here. Go make a life somewhere else, like we always talked about."

Parker pulled herself into a seated position. "Are you serious?"

He nodded, too nervous to form words. Last time he'd broached this subject he spent over a month without her.

She nodded in return. "Okay, just give me a couple of days to-"

She never got to finish her sentence because Betty came barging into the room. "You can't go yet!"

Jarod was dumbfounded. Who does this girl even think she is? "Excuse me?"

"That's exactly what happened last time and it didn't work out so hot. Okay, well it did, at first, but- Sorry, I babble when I'm nervous."

"Betty, you can't just come here, claiming to be from the future, and tell us how to live our lives. It just doesn't work like that. Parker can't keep putting herself and our children in danger."

Betty took in a deep breath. This was not the job she'd signed up for. Nothing at this point was going to plan and she'd never been good at thinking on her feet. She clenched her jaw, ready. "With all due respect, Jarod, Parker is not in any real danger. I love those girls too and-" she took in another breath. Focus. "Somebody has to stop Lyle. I was supposed to do it, but I blew my cover. It may have to be sooner than later now, but I didn't risk my life for history to repeat itself!"