Title - Tears of Yesterday III
Author - Nicky
Rating - PG-13
Category - JMPR, MP/L, MSR
Spoilers: Pretender Season 4, X-Files Season 8 Finale
Summary - Jarod and Miss Parker make some unexpected friends and discover some unexpected ties.
Disclaimer: The characters Miss Parker, Sydney, Jarod, Broots etc. and the fictional Centre, are all property of MTM, TNT and NBC Productions and used without permission. Mulder and Scully belong to Chris Carter, 1013 Productions and Fox. I'm not making any money out of this and no infringement is intended.
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Chapter 5
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The morning sun streams through the bedroom window, waking Jarod
from a deep sleep. He moves his arm across the bed, reaching for
Miss Parker. His eyes pop open when all he encounters are cold
sheets.
"Parker," he gasps, sitting up straight in the bed. He's visibly
relieved when he spots her across the room in the rocking chair
holding the baby. He yawns and rises from the bed, moving over
next to them.
"Good morning, Princess," he whispers, kissing the baby on the
forehead. He raises a bit and gives Miss Parker a kiss on the
lips. "And good morning to you, Sunshine. What are you doing
up? She's asleep. You should be getting your rest."
"She's so amazing, Jarod," she sighs. "I couldn't let go of her.
I need this time with her." She looks down at the baby and Jarod
notices the intensity of her gaze, as if she were trying to
memorize the features of the tiny child.
"Parker, we're going to have forever with her," he says, trying
to calm what he assumes are new mother nerves. "But you need
your rest if you're going to be able to take care of her
properly." He reaches out and tries to grab the child, but Miss
Parker's grasp is too tight.
"Not just yet," she pleads. "A few more minutes and then you can
. . . take her." Her attempts to hold back her tears are
unsuccessful.
"Parker, you're scaring me," Jarod says. He looks into her eyes
and notices for the first time the paleness of her skin. She's
shaking a little, a slight shiver running through her body. Yet
a thin sheen of perspiration coats her face. Her eyes are
glassy and shallow, dark circles punctuating them. He gasps in
surprise at her appearance.
"I'm sick," she admits. "There's a lot of bleeding and it won't
stop. I need to go to the hospital."
"Why didn't you say so, sooner. Let's go." He finds his shoes
and slips into them and grabs a t-shirt from off the dresser. He
turns and finds that she hasn't moved. Her tears were flowing in
a steady stream down her face.
"They're going to find me there. I can't stop that. But I won't
let them find her. Or you."
"Then we'll leave her with Mulder and Scully," he suggests.
"They can watch out for her. Protect her."
"You have to watch out for her and protect her, Jarod," she
insists. "I don't want to drag them into this any deeper than
they already are. If they have her, then they'll be in danger.
You'll be able to take her and disappear so that no one will be
able to find her."
"Including you," he realizes. "You want me to take her away from
her mother? That's just what *they* did to me. I won't let her
live without you."
"And I won't let her grow up in that place like we had to," she
snaps. The force of her words drains the little strength she had
left and she begins to sway. In an instant, he's by her side,
scooping up the baby and laying her in her bassinet. Once his
arms are free, he lifts Miss Parker effortlessly and moves her to
the bed. He notices the dark blood staining her gown.
"You're tired and weak," he cries, the tears freely falling. "We
have to get you some help."
"I'm not delirious, Jarod," she whispers. "I know what needs to
be done. You have to take her. Take her as far away from here
as you can."
A knock on the front door startles them both. Jarod goes to get
it.
"Is Parker alright?" Scully asks. She has William bundled up
against her chest and Mulder's behind her. "She called and asked
us to come over."
"She's back here," he grumbles, leading them back to the room.
"She's sick and she won't let me take her to a hospital."
"I said I would go," Miss Parker says weakly. "I know I need to
go. But you have to take Serena and keep her safe. Promise me,
Jarod. I'm not leaving until you promise. I'll sit here and
bleed to death if I have to. I don't want my daughter anywhere
near the Centre. And that's where she'll end up if they find
her."
"They who?" Mulder asks.
"Very dangerous people," Jarod says. "People who would poke and
prod and experiment on her in cruel ways. It's a life no child
should know. It's the life I lived."
"They're going to find me at the hospital, Jarod. I'm not going
to be able to hide from them. But you can. Please. Don't
sentence her to the life we had," she begs.
"Parker, I don't want to leave you," Jarod cries, the tears
starting anew. He falls to his knees by the bed and buries his
head and Miss Parker's chest. She's strangely calm, soothingly
running her fingers through his hair while he cried.
"I know," she whispers. "I don't want you to leave, either. But
you have to. You have to take care of her for me. I've trusted
you with my heart and my love. Now I'm trusting you with my
sweetest possession. She's the best of me, Jarod. And you have
to protect her."
"With my life," he agrees finally, sniffing as he lifts his head
to look at her. "I won't let anything happen to her."
"I love you," she whispers, leaning forward to meet his lips with
her own.
"I love you, too," he whispers back after breaking the kiss. One
more look passes between them before he rises to go get the baby.
He stops to give Miss Parker one last chance to hold her, but he
sees that she's turned her head away. She said her good-bye
earlier. She couldn't handle it again.
"Take care of her," he sobs, turning to Mulder and Scully.
"You know I will, Jarod," Mulder assures him. "She's family."
"And Mulder's fiercely protective of his family," Scully adds.
"We'll make sure she's alright. We promise."
Their assurances calm him. He takes a deep breath and stands
tall, knowing he must be strong for them all. With one last look
at his love, he grabs the diaper bag she must have packed earlier
and heads out the door. He promises himself and the precious
cargo he now holds in his hands that this separation will not be
forever. One day, hopefully very soon, they would all be
together again.
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The Centre
Mr. Parker's office
Mr. Parker is sitting at his desk when the doors fly open. His
flustered assistant is standing beside a smug Carson while she
apologizes profusely.
"I'm so sorry, Mr. Parker. I told him you weren't to be
disturbed, but . . ."
"That's alright, Caroline," the old man says. "Mr. Stone is just
the man I wanted to see. I'm hoping he has good news for me on a
certain investment I made."
The two men look at the assistant until she gets the hint to
leave them alone, closing the doors behind her.
"Based on that cocky grin on your face, I assume you have good
news for me. At least, you better," Mr. Parker warns. This man
has no idea who he's dealing with. The Centre has ways of
making people disappear. Carson's about one mistake away from
being one of those people.
"Your daughter has been found," Carson spits out, the excitement
about to overwhelm him. "I had started the delivery procedure
before she escaped. I knew it was only a matter of hours before
hard labor set in. She couldn't have gotten far. We limited our
search to hospitals within a 300 mile radius. She was finally
found this morning at a hospital in Providence."
"Rhode Island?" Mr. Parker asks with a bit of surprise. "She
made it all the way to Rhode Island? She had to have had some
help. Did the hospital say anything about who brought her in?
And what about the baby? Did the hospital mention anything about
the baby?"
"So far there's no word on the baby. But I figure if you find
your daughter, you'll find the baby."
"Hopefully," Mr. Parker says absentmindedly. "This situation
needs to be handled delicately. No one was aware of our
arrangement, Carson. To them, you were just my daughter's
boyfriend. Nobody knew the real reason behind your interest in
her. No one knew about the baby. So I'm not sure who to send to
clean up this mess. A regular cleaner team would bring too much
attention. Unless . . . "
"Unless what?"
"Lyle. I'll send Lyle to retrieve her. I'll tell him this is a
family matter and that he needs to be discrete. He's been
unsuccessful capturing Jarod, but this shouldn't be too
difficult. She's in the hospital. She can't really get too
far."
"And Lyle can be trusted?" Carson asks dubiously.
"Absolutely not," Mr. Parker says resolutely. "That boy is a
greedy opportunist who would just as soon kill me for a little
bit of power or money. But, he seems to have developed a soft
spot where his sister is concerned. And he actually appeared to
be genuinely worried about her these past few months she's been
gone. I think he can be trusted to retrieve her and bring her
back to us. That's all I can trust him to do."
"Well, then," Carson says, standing up to leave. "I guess that's
all. I'll be waiting to hear from you on Lyle's progress. I've
only begun my work with your daughter. And I can't wait until
she sees what I have in store for her."
Mr. Parker waves the man off, burying his head back into his
paper work, not caring what he just said. His daughter is being
used for this man's sick medical experiments and he could care
less. That baby is the guarantee to his future. That's all he
cares about. Anything else is just a distraction.
To be continued . . .
Author - Nicky
Rating - PG-13
Category - JMPR, MP/L, MSR
Spoilers: Pretender Season 4, X-Files Season 8 Finale
Summary - Jarod and Miss Parker make some unexpected friends and discover some unexpected ties.
Disclaimer: The characters Miss Parker, Sydney, Jarod, Broots etc. and the fictional Centre, are all property of MTM, TNT and NBC Productions and used without permission. Mulder and Scully belong to Chris Carter, 1013 Productions and Fox. I'm not making any money out of this and no infringement is intended.
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Chapter 5
* * * * * * * * * *
The morning sun streams through the bedroom window, waking Jarod
from a deep sleep. He moves his arm across the bed, reaching for
Miss Parker. His eyes pop open when all he encounters are cold
sheets.
"Parker," he gasps, sitting up straight in the bed. He's visibly
relieved when he spots her across the room in the rocking chair
holding the baby. He yawns and rises from the bed, moving over
next to them.
"Good morning, Princess," he whispers, kissing the baby on the
forehead. He raises a bit and gives Miss Parker a kiss on the
lips. "And good morning to you, Sunshine. What are you doing
up? She's asleep. You should be getting your rest."
"She's so amazing, Jarod," she sighs. "I couldn't let go of her.
I need this time with her." She looks down at the baby and Jarod
notices the intensity of her gaze, as if she were trying to
memorize the features of the tiny child.
"Parker, we're going to have forever with her," he says, trying
to calm what he assumes are new mother nerves. "But you need
your rest if you're going to be able to take care of her
properly." He reaches out and tries to grab the child, but Miss
Parker's grasp is too tight.
"Not just yet," she pleads. "A few more minutes and then you can
. . . take her." Her attempts to hold back her tears are
unsuccessful.
"Parker, you're scaring me," Jarod says. He looks into her eyes
and notices for the first time the paleness of her skin. She's
shaking a little, a slight shiver running through her body. Yet
a thin sheen of perspiration coats her face. Her eyes are
glassy and shallow, dark circles punctuating them. He gasps in
surprise at her appearance.
"I'm sick," she admits. "There's a lot of bleeding and it won't
stop. I need to go to the hospital."
"Why didn't you say so, sooner. Let's go." He finds his shoes
and slips into them and grabs a t-shirt from off the dresser. He
turns and finds that she hasn't moved. Her tears were flowing in
a steady stream down her face.
"They're going to find me there. I can't stop that. But I won't
let them find her. Or you."
"Then we'll leave her with Mulder and Scully," he suggests.
"They can watch out for her. Protect her."
"You have to watch out for her and protect her, Jarod," she
insists. "I don't want to drag them into this any deeper than
they already are. If they have her, then they'll be in danger.
You'll be able to take her and disappear so that no one will be
able to find her."
"Including you," he realizes. "You want me to take her away from
her mother? That's just what *they* did to me. I won't let her
live without you."
"And I won't let her grow up in that place like we had to," she
snaps. The force of her words drains the little strength she had
left and she begins to sway. In an instant, he's by her side,
scooping up the baby and laying her in her bassinet. Once his
arms are free, he lifts Miss Parker effortlessly and moves her to
the bed. He notices the dark blood staining her gown.
"You're tired and weak," he cries, the tears freely falling. "We
have to get you some help."
"I'm not delirious, Jarod," she whispers. "I know what needs to
be done. You have to take her. Take her as far away from here
as you can."
A knock on the front door startles them both. Jarod goes to get
it.
"Is Parker alright?" Scully asks. She has William bundled up
against her chest and Mulder's behind her. "She called and asked
us to come over."
"She's back here," he grumbles, leading them back to the room.
"She's sick and she won't let me take her to a hospital."
"I said I would go," Miss Parker says weakly. "I know I need to
go. But you have to take Serena and keep her safe. Promise me,
Jarod. I'm not leaving until you promise. I'll sit here and
bleed to death if I have to. I don't want my daughter anywhere
near the Centre. And that's where she'll end up if they find
her."
"They who?" Mulder asks.
"Very dangerous people," Jarod says. "People who would poke and
prod and experiment on her in cruel ways. It's a life no child
should know. It's the life I lived."
"They're going to find me at the hospital, Jarod. I'm not going
to be able to hide from them. But you can. Please. Don't
sentence her to the life we had," she begs.
"Parker, I don't want to leave you," Jarod cries, the tears
starting anew. He falls to his knees by the bed and buries his
head and Miss Parker's chest. She's strangely calm, soothingly
running her fingers through his hair while he cried.
"I know," she whispers. "I don't want you to leave, either. But
you have to. You have to take care of her for me. I've trusted
you with my heart and my love. Now I'm trusting you with my
sweetest possession. She's the best of me, Jarod. And you have
to protect her."
"With my life," he agrees finally, sniffing as he lifts his head
to look at her. "I won't let anything happen to her."
"I love you," she whispers, leaning forward to meet his lips with
her own.
"I love you, too," he whispers back after breaking the kiss. One
more look passes between them before he rises to go get the baby.
He stops to give Miss Parker one last chance to hold her, but he
sees that she's turned her head away. She said her good-bye
earlier. She couldn't handle it again.
"Take care of her," he sobs, turning to Mulder and Scully.
"You know I will, Jarod," Mulder assures him. "She's family."
"And Mulder's fiercely protective of his family," Scully adds.
"We'll make sure she's alright. We promise."
Their assurances calm him. He takes a deep breath and stands
tall, knowing he must be strong for them all. With one last look
at his love, he grabs the diaper bag she must have packed earlier
and heads out the door. He promises himself and the precious
cargo he now holds in his hands that this separation will not be
forever. One day, hopefully very soon, they would all be
together again.
* * * * * * * * * *
The Centre
Mr. Parker's office
Mr. Parker is sitting at his desk when the doors fly open. His
flustered assistant is standing beside a smug Carson while she
apologizes profusely.
"I'm so sorry, Mr. Parker. I told him you weren't to be
disturbed, but . . ."
"That's alright, Caroline," the old man says. "Mr. Stone is just
the man I wanted to see. I'm hoping he has good news for me on a
certain investment I made."
The two men look at the assistant until she gets the hint to
leave them alone, closing the doors behind her.
"Based on that cocky grin on your face, I assume you have good
news for me. At least, you better," Mr. Parker warns. This man
has no idea who he's dealing with. The Centre has ways of
making people disappear. Carson's about one mistake away from
being one of those people.
"Your daughter has been found," Carson spits out, the excitement
about to overwhelm him. "I had started the delivery procedure
before she escaped. I knew it was only a matter of hours before
hard labor set in. She couldn't have gotten far. We limited our
search to hospitals within a 300 mile radius. She was finally
found this morning at a hospital in Providence."
"Rhode Island?" Mr. Parker asks with a bit of surprise. "She
made it all the way to Rhode Island? She had to have had some
help. Did the hospital say anything about who brought her in?
And what about the baby? Did the hospital mention anything about
the baby?"
"So far there's no word on the baby. But I figure if you find
your daughter, you'll find the baby."
"Hopefully," Mr. Parker says absentmindedly. "This situation
needs to be handled delicately. No one was aware of our
arrangement, Carson. To them, you were just my daughter's
boyfriend. Nobody knew the real reason behind your interest in
her. No one knew about the baby. So I'm not sure who to send to
clean up this mess. A regular cleaner team would bring too much
attention. Unless . . . "
"Unless what?"
"Lyle. I'll send Lyle to retrieve her. I'll tell him this is a
family matter and that he needs to be discrete. He's been
unsuccessful capturing Jarod, but this shouldn't be too
difficult. She's in the hospital. She can't really get too
far."
"And Lyle can be trusted?" Carson asks dubiously.
"Absolutely not," Mr. Parker says resolutely. "That boy is a
greedy opportunist who would just as soon kill me for a little
bit of power or money. But, he seems to have developed a soft
spot where his sister is concerned. And he actually appeared to
be genuinely worried about her these past few months she's been
gone. I think he can be trusted to retrieve her and bring her
back to us. That's all I can trust him to do."
"Well, then," Carson says, standing up to leave. "I guess that's
all. I'll be waiting to hear from you on Lyle's progress. I've
only begun my work with your daughter. And I can't wait until
she sees what I have in store for her."
Mr. Parker waves the man off, burying his head back into his
paper work, not caring what he just said. His daughter is being
used for this man's sick medical experiments and he could care
less. That baby is the guarantee to his future. That's all he
cares about. Anything else is just a distraction.
To be continued . . .