Disclaimer: I do NOT own The Pretender. Never claimed to, you didn't see me do it, I didn't do it. I believe it belongs to TNT and NBC, or maybe not NBC anymore…and isn't 20th Century Fox one of the production companies? Anyway, It's not mine. Okay, I borrowed the line "You can pin me anytime you want." from the movie "Pleasantville," just in case they've copyrighted it or something, it's not mine. Also, the line "…Just remember in the winter, far beneath the bitter snow, lies the seed that with the sun's love in the spring becomes a rose." Is from the song "The Rose" which may or may not have been written by Bette Midler. I know she performed it, but I have no idea if she wrote it, I'll have to watch the movie again. In any case, it's not mine. And, since I'm on a roll of borrowing other people's lines, it's only appropriate to borrow some from "The Pretender" itself: The lines "…somewhere in the chilling blackness she caught a glimpse of a light." and " The precocious little girl with a heart full of fire, a soul enflamed by passion, and a smile that could melt winter and spring." are from the book that Jarod writes for Ms. Parker in the episode "Gigolo Jarod." Sadly, this is also not mine.
Summary: Ms. Parker and Jarod have issues. This is what it would be like to be inside their heads while they were talking. Hope it doesn't get too confusing.
Author's Note: Sigh, apparently the concept of this story is far too confusing so I'm gonna have to change it. No more hunting for keywords to understand what's going on. Oh well. Hope you still like it. By the way, the dialogue alternates each line. Ms. P, J, Ms. P, J, no exceptions, unless the chapter is between two different characters or I drop in a third character. Lines always start with whoever's point of view it is.
If You Were In My Mind
By Bec-Bec
Chapter 7 Part 1
Why Do We Always Get Interrupted?
The hotel room in Virginia
[Ms. Parker's point of view. She is lying on Jarod's chest. Someone has just knocked on the door.]
Why do we always get interrupted? [She pulls her head up and rolls on top of him.]
MP-"Ignore whoever it is, they'll go away." [Kisses him.]
Mmm…no interruptions allowed. It's just going to be me and you. You promised it would be like this always, so ignore whoever that is, it's not important. [The knocking continues.]
J-"Parker, we should answer it, I'm sure it's no one important."
The only important thing right now is you and me, don't bother with the door.
MP-"Exactly, if it's not important, they'll go away." [The knocking stops.] "See." [Kisses his chin and continues downward to his chest.]
Just you and me, nothing else matters.
J-"All I see is you." [grasps her shoulders in his hands and pushes her up so he can look in her eyes.]
Do you see what I see when I look in your eyes, Jarod? Do you see us? Do you drown? How is it that I can drown in your eyes, and yet at the same time, you're my life perserver? Could anyone ever truly explain the depths of our love? Did Romeo and Juliet even come close?
MP-"Likewise." [Jarod rolls them over and she's pinned down beneath him as he holds her forearms down.]
God your eyes are amazing.
J-"Pinned you."
Hah, we're not fighting here, Jarod. I wouldn't stop you even if I wanted to…which I don't. [She wiggles a little for good measure and then is still again.]
MP-"You can pin me anytime you want." [Jarod nuzzles her neck.]
Mmm…did I ever tell you that you smell amazing?
J-"Can I hold you to that?" [He lets go of her arms as his hands slide to her waist.]
You can hold me anytime you want, all of the time…if you're so inclined. [She winds her newly freed arms around his neck, pulling him down closer.]
MP-"Absolutely." [Their lips meet and their tongues explore the depths of eachother's mouths.]
Amazing, absolutely amazing…I'll kiss you forever…I'm never going to let you go now, I don't know how I managed to stay away before, but I'm never leaving now. [Jarod pulls back and runs a hand through her hair.]
J-"Parker…"
Never stop saying my name, Jarod. Never…
MP-"What?"
Never stop looking at me the way you're looking at me now. The way you make it seem like I'm your today, tomorrow, and yesterday…that's what you are for me…
J-"I'm never going to stop loving you, okay?" [He tilts her head back and lowers his mouth to her exposed neck.]
Mmm…can you feel my pulse right now, Jarod?
MP-"I'm never going to stop loving you either." [She winds her legs around his waist and they make love again.]
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Chapter 7 Part 2
White Paradise
Still the hotel room in Virginia
[Jarod's point of view. His head is resting on Ms. Parker's stomach as she twirls her fingers in his hair.]
White Paradise. That's what your skin is, a white paradise. You're so beautiful, Parker.
J- "How did something as beautiful as you manage to survive a place like the Centre? How could a flower like you bloom so brightly in the blackness of despair and desolation held within its walls?"
How is it you're so amazing? I don't think I'll ever be able to comprehend it. It must be the eighth wonder of the world.
MP- " '…Just remember in the winter, far beneath the bitter snow, lies the seed that with the suns love, in the spring becomes a rose.' "
My rose…
J-"Would that make me the sun?"
The sun, illuminating the darkness, brightening life, growing flowers, uncovering my flower, holding my flower in my light.
MP- "Of course, but you already knew that. Don't you remember? '…somewhere in the chilling blackness, she caught a glimpse of a light.' "
She actually read all of my book…she memorized my book…I think, if it's possible, I love her even more…[Kisses her bellybutton and whispers into her flesh.]
J-"Ah, 'The precocious little girl with a heart full of fire, a soul enflamed by passion, and a smile that could melt winter and spring.' Are you a lonely valentine now, Parker?"
I'll never let you be lonely again.
MP-"Of course not, Jarod, I'm your valentine…as long as the offer still stands."
You've always been my valentine, Parker, even if you didn't know it.
J-"Parker, be my valentine?"
Be mine…
MP-"Yes, Jarod. As soon as it's Valentine's Day, I'll be your valentine." [She lifts his chin from her stomach so that she can look in his eyes.]
She's mine.
J-"Good, now I'll have someone to share conversation hearts with."
Candy. I'm hungry…I could eat you up Parker, you smell incredible…
MP-"You shared conversation hearts with me before, despite the fact that I didn't want them. Speaking of which, I'm hungry, lets find some food."
I'm still sure she reads minds, even if logically that's impossible…though, she hears her mother's voice. Perhaps, if that's possible, this doesn't seem quite so impossible.
J-"I agree wholeheartedly." [He lifts himself up on his arms and crawls closer to her until his face is just above hers and kisses her on the mouth.]
Mmm…[Ms. Parker swats at him playfully as she breaks off the kiss.]
MP-"More later, Wonder Boy. Feed me now!" [He narrows his eyes and growls slightly, before his face breaks out in a huge grin.]
More later…
J-"Okay."
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Chapter 7 Part 3
The Night Sky Is Beautiful
The parking lot of the hotel in Virginia
[Ms. Parker's point of view. She and Jarod have just returned from eating and are sitting in the car. They are holding hands and staring at the night sky.]
The night sky is beautiful. I love the stars.
MP-"It's beautiful out here."
It's even better because I'm sharing it with you.
J-" 'No one can convey the depth of the evening sky.
Photographs come close, and sometimes paintings can capture you like the sky.
But, no one can really show everything that is in the sky.
The years of history happening right beneath it.
The stars at night.
The sky holds all promises and yet,
It need not promise anything at all to enrapture the human soul.
It's…beautiful.' "
That was beautiful…
MP-"Jarod, that was beautiful."
But not as beautiful as your eyes…[She leans over and kisses his cheek.]
J-"Just some musings about life. I never take the sky for granted because, anyday, I might end up back in the Centre and never get to see it again."
I'm so sorry, Jarod. I'm sorry I ever tried to bring you back there. [A tear trickles down her cheek but she doesn't let the emotion take over her voice.]
MP-"Jarod, I'm so sorry for trying to bring you back there all of these years…I never meant to…"
It's partly my fault…
J-"Shh…you were a prisoner there to." [Jarod pulls her to him and rests her head against his shoulder.] "That's what I've been trying to tell you all of these years. But, none of that matters now, okay. Now, we can fight them together, we're indestructable when we're together, that's why they've tried to stop it from happening for so long. They knew, why do you think they let us search for the scrolls together? They could have come and gotten you and me before we got anywhere near them, but they waited because they knew together we would find them. We can stop this game with them now. When we're together, we're no longer the pawns, we can checkmate them now."
The things you say, Jarod. The things you say, you make chess sound comforting. It's safe right here with you, even in this unsafe world. [She snuggles into his shoulder.]
MP-"The only places I've ever felt truly safe in my entire life are when I was around my mother, or when I'm around you."
I'm safe right here with you. Yawn…I'm tired…
J-"Come on, we need to get some sleep, we have a long travel ahead of us." [Jarod opens the car door and pulls her out with him, helping her to her feet.]
Sleep…Only if I get to sleep in your arms.
MP-"So, you decided where we're going?" [They stroll towards the hotel.]
I'll curl up in your arms and for once, I'll sleep okay at night, without the help of drugs.
J-"Yes, but it's a surprise." [They come closer to their hotel room and see someone is sitting on the ground outside of it, leaning against the wall.]
Ethan?
Author's Note: Ah, wonderful sugary scenes. The problem is, despite the fact that I love reading them, I despise writing them…someone explain this to me. I really am crazy, I'm sure. It doesn't make sense that I love it and I hate it…it's another Hamlet to be or not to be thing. On that note, "No one can convey the depth of the evening sky. Photographs come close, and sometimes paintings can capture you like the sky. But, no one can really show everything that is in the sky. The years of history happening right beneath it. The stars at night. The sky holds all promises and yet, It need not promise anything at all to enrapture the human soul. It's…beautiful." is my original work, so if you ever feel like borrowing it, and I can't see why you would, remember to sight that I've written it! I hope that I haven't bored you all out of your minds with my psychotic storytelling, psychotic being the key word on which all of my stories revolve. Did I mention that I'm missing a pint of blood right now because I so kindly donated it? Chalk up my not making any sense right now to that fact. I have low blood volume now!!! Yay!!! The proper word now is, anyway… Please Review!!! Love Ya!