Chapter 10

"Mom! Help! Help Me! NO!" Kyle screamed waking up from a nightmare. "Dad," Kyle said then he started to cry.

"It's okay, it is just a dream," Kyle's mom said as she sat next to Kyle and tried to comfort him. "It's okay, I won't let them hurt you," Kyle had calmed down by now, and was fighting sleep.

"Mommy, can you tell me about Daddy? Did he leave because," Kyle paused, "I'm weird?"

"Kyle, you have heard many stories, and it is very late," she said as she moved up and started to massage Kyle's neck.

"But, Mom, it's Friday and there is no way that sleep will com," Kyle said as he tried not to yawn, but failing.

"I think that you will find a way," she paused when her son gave her that adorable puppy-dog look, "fine, what you like to hear about."

"Where is he? Did he leave because I'm weird?" Kyle questioned, almost breaking into tears.

She did not want to lie, but what could she say. Kyle, I'm not your mother, and by the way I'm supposed to watch you for Mr. Raines, the man you hate. Oh, and I never knew your father. But I still love you. You aren't a real person, you're a clone. You're father is Major Charles, and you probably will get stolen if I tell you any of this. So the best option is to lie.

"I," she paused "don't know where your father is, he left because of me. I never want to hear you say that you are weird again. You're not weird because you can't hear," she signed the last part.

"You're lying." Kyle said and then he ran off.

"Kyle! Kyle!" Mrs. Thomson yelled from the front door, she then ran into the kitchen and picked up the phone. "Mr. Raines, Kyle ran away."

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They finally arrived at the Centre, after what felt like years. They filled out, one by one. The building would be beautiful, if it weren't for what was inside. Jarod had started shaking, and he was glad that Miss Parker was with him; she reached out, and put her hand on Jarod's forearm. He gave her a shaky smile, and the entered the building. He smiled as he reviewed his plan in his head.

"Jarod," Lyle started, "you ready?"

"Yes, I'm ready."

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"I'm so nervous," Zoe said as she paced through the room. "What if…" Zoey trailed off she could not allow herself to say the words that they were both thinking.

"That will not happen," Margaret tried to comfort even though she was worrying herself.

"We should do something," stated Zoe, wiping away the tear that ran down her cheek.

"Sure, we should start packing, so you will be able to leave when they come back." Margaret said, as she stood up.

"Yes," Zoe said as she started to stand up.

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"Yes sir," Mr. Raines paused, "no, I did not order" he listened for a second, "bye." Raines hung up the phone, and suddenly the doors flew open.

"What do you want? I hope you have no plans on leaving here." Raines commented without looking up.

"I have some questions and you are going to answer them. Got it?" Jarod stated raising his gun slightly.

"Okay, shoot," Mr. Raines said, "not literally."

"Are Major Charles and Margaret my real parents? Is Jarod my real name? Is Kyle Thomson my son? Why did you take me, and Kyle away, but not my sister? Why did you take me from my family at all and proclaim it good? Why? How do you live with yourself?" Jarod said his hand shaking a little, which was not unnoticed by Raines.

"They are your real parents, and your name is Jarod. Kyle is your son, and your daughter is Kyla, Kyle's twin. I took you because of the prophecies." Mr. Raines plainly stated, but avoided one question.

"Why didn't you take Emily?" Jarod started to yell.

"We did not know that she existed." Raines said his eyes never leaving Jarod's.

"Why did you try to kill your own son? I admit that he is not the nicest person, but he is your son!" Jarod yelled.

"He got in the way." Raines wheezed, he noticed that Jarod started to shake even more, "What are you going to do, kill me Jarod?"

"No, I will let the police decide what to do with you. I have one more question. Why do you hate me so much?" Jarod questioned, "What did I do to you?"

"You didn't save Annie." Raines said, a tear running down his cheek.

"Hands up, F. B. I." Rachel said from the door.

"Time is up," was all that Jarod said when the F. B. I. came into the office.

"Jarod?" Rachel said recognizing the man from "Congress" who helped catch that disgusting killer in Washington D.C. "Congress send you?"

"What?" Jarod said, not recognizing Rachel for a few seconds, "oh, no. I lied it's really complicated.

"Okay," Rachel said wanting more, but not pressing the mater further. "Do you still eat soup out of a can?"

"No, my wife makes me eat better." Jarod commented, but then he knew that he had made a mistake.

"Nice move pez head." Lyle whispered into Jarod's ear. Jarod was overwhelmed by this point, and his reflexes took over. He turned around, and punched Lyle square in the nose, and grabbed Lyle's left hand, where his thumb should be, and drew blood.

"Stop Jarod, were on the same side. I didn't mean to," Lyle screamed and pleaded at the same time.

"Jarod, no, STOP NOW!" Sydney yelled, and then Jarod stopped. "Corner." Jarod did as he was told.

"Syd?" Miss Parker asked tentatively, "What is he doing?"

Sydney mussed for a second, and then answered, "I believe that seeing the place where he grew up being torn down around him that he has mentally reverted to his teenage years. I believe that we should take him outside now, before he breaks down completely."

"I'll take him," Miss Parker volunteered, wanting to get out of there herself.

Jarod was sitting in the corner, singing. "Cree, Craw, Toads Foot, Gees Wa Bear Foot."

"Come Jarod," Miss Parker said tenderly, when Jarod didn't "Now!" Jarod jumped and then followed the order. Miss Parker took Jarod outside, with Sydney following close behind.

"Jarod," Sydney said with concern, "Where are your parents?"

"My father, Major Charles, is inside, my mom, Margaret, is" Jarod paused "at my house with Zoe."

"Good, your back." Sydney said as he hugged his prodigy.

"Where did I go?" Jarod asked.

"Back to when you were a teenager," Miss Parker said.

"Mrs. Parker?" Jarod asked, hiding a smile, which was not missed by Sydney.

"No, I'm her daughter," Miss Parker stated, with a look to Sydney.

"I know, I was just joking." Jarod said, Miss Parker kit him. "Ouch, that hurt," Jarod said feigning tears.

"Children," Sydney said, reminding them of his presence.

"What," they said simultaneously.

"How is it going inside?" Jarod asked, kicking up some sand.

"Pretty well," Sydney answered "there is a lot of things to sort out."

"Ya," Jarod responded, "Why did you take me outside?"

Miss Parker looked at Sydney, who shrugged and then she spoke, "you were acting like a teenager, you punched Lyle and you drew blood from his thumb."

"Why?" Jarod asked looking from Sydney to Parker.

"We don't really know, he whispered something, and then you were after him." Sydney said.

"Okay," Jarod said though it was clear that his mind was elsewhere.

"Jarod," Sydney said, "stop sim."

"What?" Jarod said, dazed.

"Why were you simming?" Sydney asked.

"I was trying to figure out what Lyle said that would make me want to hurt him," Jarod stated plainly.

"You were with Rachel, I think that that was her name, and you told her that your wife made you eat better, and Lyle said something." Miss Parker said as she shifted uncomfortably. She did not like the fact that he was married to Zoe not her. 'Can't he see that I LOVE him? That I always have?' Parker thought.

"He said," Jarod said, then he stopped, they didn't need to know.

"What?" Parker asked.

"Never mind," Jarod said trying to come up with something to change the subject. "Can I go inside now?"

"You can, but I don't suggest it." Sydney said, concerned for his prodigy's psychic welfare.

"Ya coming?" Jarod said, ignoring his mentor's wishes.

"Sure, but I don't believe that you should." Sydney warned.

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I'm sorry that this one has taken so long, and as someone pointed out they spell Zoe without the 'y' so I will drop it from now on. Thank you for reading. Reviews are appreciated.