Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from the television show "The
Pretender." They belong to Steve Long Mitchell, Craig W. Sickel, and TNT.
Warning: If you like Zoe or Thomas Don't Read!! Because this only gets worse. Also I'm not done writing this story. Sorry!!
Where my pretty one lies.. Part 8 Dream
The Centre Miss Parker's Office 2:45 p.m.
Sitting behind her desk Miss Parker is working her way throw the backlog of paperwork that has accumulated in her absence. Straighten up the pile of papers on her desk, she sighs. 'Almost done.'
She doesn't hear the door open, but sees a shadow fall on her desk. Looking up quickly she sees Sam, dressed in black from head to toe.
"Hot date?" she questions him. When Sam just smiles she instinctively knows Junior is up to something. 'What is my son up too?'
Syd and Broots walk into her office. Broots hands her more paperwork as she grimaces. Sam stops smiling, stands there still as a statue.
"Is there a training simulation going on?" questions Syd as he takes in the sweeper attire. Sam shakes his head, no. The questions start from there, but Sam refuses to answer.
Miss Parker then starts to question her sweeper, but he bluffs her questions. Both Miss Parker and Syd start to make ludicrous suggestions and soon everyone is laughing.
Lyle walks in hearing the laughter, "Having a tea party?" quips Lyle as he stares hungrily at Miss Parker. 'My *don't* we look good today.' The laughter quickly dies in the room.
"No" the whole group jumps "we are working, too bad the same can't be said for you. What are you doing here, Lyle?" demands Junior. He too is dress in black for head to toe.
"Just checking in on my twin, making sure she is ok." replies Lyle. Junior's blue eye turn glacier as he stares at Lyle. Junior advances toward Lyle only to stop inches away from him.
"My mother is fine, but since you are here. Mother and I are going over to Parker Manor to pack things up. You are not invited, so *don't* show up." Junior hisses at Lyle. "Sam is that information for my project on my desk?"
"Yes, Mr. Parker." replies Sam.
"Good, mother, we will be leaving in twenty minutes."
"But I have yet to finish.."
"Is it a life or death matter?" demands Junior when his mother shakes her head no, "Then it can wait until tomorrow or even Monday to get done."
"What! Your mother's work is important to this company," says Lyle outraged. 'This kid is doing projects already, he just got here.'
Junior glowers at Lyle, "You still here? Tomorrow is Saturday the manorial service Lyle no-one will be here working as for Sunday that's none of your business." Disgusted, Lyle leaves Miss Parker's office in a huff.
"Fifteen minutes. Broots I need of your computer skills." Junior says as Broots starts to leave, "When your done you can go home for the day." Broots looks at Junior in surprise. "Since we're leaving early I don't see any reason why you shouldn't be able to leave early too."
Watching Miss Parker Syd notices her face is still very pale. But what surprises him the most is that she doesn't even argue with her son. 'She is still reeling for the lost of her father.' Leaving Miss Parker's office ten minutes later, Sydney finds Broots packing up for the day.
"Going home?" Syd asks quietly. Broots nods his head, seeing the other man's smile Syd knows he is looking forward to spending time with his daughter. "Well, tell Debbie, hello for me." Broots waves at Sydney as he leaves.
Syd looks around the lab not seeing the person he is seeking out. Hearing someone walking down the hall Syd turns to the sweep.
"Excuse me have your seen Junior?" questions Syd.
"Right here Syd." Says a disembody voice behind him. Syd looks around the lab. He finds Junior standing in the shadows almost hidden. Syd walks up to the young man.
"I don't think it's wise to force Miss Parker into accepting that her father is gone." Syd says as he places a hand on the young man's shoulder. "Why don't you put off going to Parker Manor until later? Maybe after the manorial service, huh, give her a chance to regain her balance."
Lifting his hand Junior forcible removes Sydney hand. "Why? Waiting for a body to show up isn't helping her." Smirking, Junior hisses "And neither are you. Do you really think that by putting off the matter is going to do anything other then hurt her in the long run?"
Taken back by the younger man, Sydney tries to re-evaluate the situation. Before he could make a come back, Sydney hears Sam's soft footsteps approaching.
"Times up Syd." Syd watches Junior leave the lab. At the door he spies Junior meet up with Sam. Together they head toward Miss Parker's office. 'I hope she is going to be ok.'
Parker Mansion (Daddy's residence) Blue Cove, Delaware 3:45 P.M.
The house itself was impressive. An old Victorian home, painted white outside with expensive looking gardens. Looking impressive but unapproachable.
With what would have impressed any military buff was Junior's strategy. He had the house surrounded by sweepers that were loyal only to Miss Parker. Junior had every sweeper on station nine, a channel that would be able to contract Junior, not Miss Parker, should there be any trouble.
He wanted this to go quietly causing Miss Parker the lest amount of pain. Junior didn't want any unwanted visitors showing up. Should Lyle or god forbid Raines should show up he also wanted backup, which were the loyal sweepers.
Junior even had the foresight to have Broots check the Centre's mainframe for any camera's or surveillance systems present. When Broots finish his system's check he then had him checking for anything unusual, like power surpluses or misuses.
Broots only came across only one in Mr. Parker's office at home, but Broots asshered Junior and Miss Parker, that is was normal because Mr. Parker had a high tech computer, which was the cause for the power drain.
When Junior and Miss Parker pulled up to Parker Manor, Miss Parker could see Sam standing at the front doorway. Getting out of her car, "So this is what you do on your off time."
Holding the front door open, "What off time, you are more then a boss to me." Miss Parker hears Sam whisper as she enters her father home. She gives a fragile smile. When Junior enters he signals to Sam who closes the door. Looking out the front windows she sees Sam take up point.
"O.K. Let's get this over with." says Miss Parker.
Within two hours Miss Parker and Junior have gone throw the entire attic. They find three photo albums, a hope chest containing her grandma's wedding dress and more of her mother's jewelry.
Junior signals to some of the extra sweepers to come into the house and put the some of the items into Miss Parker's trunk and the others into the rented van, *stressing* to the sweepers to use extra care.
One hour later, they complete the second floor. Finding nothing worth saving, they move on the first floor. At this point, Junior insists they stop for dinner, which was pre-order from one of Miss Parker's favorite dinners. While eating Miss Parker entertains Junior with stories of her mother cooking.
All that was left to look at Mr. Parker's home office.
Parker Mansion Daddy's home office 8:45 P.M.
The office door squeaked when it was opened. Miss Parker could tell right away that her father had never used it much. The office itself had an overwhelming feeling of power, from the high back leather chair and solid wood desk, to the faded blood red walls. 'Wonder who was the decorator. This is right out of the 40's.'
Stepping inside Miss Parker made room for Junior to enter. She watches him go straight over to her father's desk. Turning on the lamp, he starts to rifle through the drawers, pulling all the papers out he studies them.
"Who's office was this?"
"My fathers"
"No, look at the decor, its early maybe late 40's."
"Well, my grandfather owned the house before my father, and this was his office also. What are you looking for?" quizzes Miss Parker. Junior just shrugs, throws the papers into the garbage bin. She sits down and watches him.
"Something, I won't know until I find it," replies Junior. He repeats the processes until he has empted the desk and starts in on the bookshelf. When he is done there, he grabs each painting off the walls, and inspects them. After inspecting them he throws them into a pile.
Junior makes short work of the office, office walls are bare, the desk is empty and so is the bookshelf. Glancing around, he spies the laptop computer that Broots told him Mr. Parker owns.
Handing it over to Miss Parker "Go on, turn it on."
Opening up the laptop, she flicks the switch. Nothing. Trying the switch again, still nothing.
"Nothing." She informs Junior. Looking up at him, she sees him smirking. "What?"
Taping the walls in the office, "There is a power drain from this office, but it's not from that computer it must be from something else, right?"
Seeing the curiosity in his mother's eyes, Junior suggests that they start a search. After spending thirty minutes neither one is close to finding anything to cause the drain. Miss Parker goes over to the empty desk, flops down in her father's leather chair.
"Nothing, and going nowhere. Story of my life." As she says this Junior watches a little of the light in her eyes die.
"Come on, let's go home and go throw that hope chest we found."
Hands on the desk Miss Parker starts to get up.
-Click- Bang-
Miss Parker is falling backwards; reaching out with both hands Junior catches her before she hits the ground.
"What happened?" he demands, "Are you alright?"
"Yes, I am fine, my heel broke that's all. I hit the stupid desk with my foot."
"Oh, my God." whispers Miss Parker her eyes wide open. She states at the opening between the bookshelf and the wall.
"The desk, when I hit the desk, it activated trigger." gleefully Miss Parker says. Reaching down she pulls off both of her shoes. Junior goes to the bookshelf. As he pulls the bookshelf, it makes loud squeaking sound.
"Judging by that sound, I don't think anyone has opened this in a long time. "
Looking into the room, both Miss Parker and Junior could see an old looking mainframe computer, a filing cabinet. "You tackle that," she says as she points to the computer, "I'll handle the filing cabinet."
Pulling open the bottom shelf, Miss Parker removes the papers, flipping them open. She peers at them. 'Just copies of the blue prints for the centre already know about this.'
The middle drawer contained files. Each tab was labeled. But time made the label very hard to read. Pulling a file at random, she pulled a file on Margaret O'Brien -Charles. 'Jarod's mother.'
In the file it contained her biological information. Who she was married to, how many children she had, or was going to have. Also stressed her children had greater intelligence then normal children. There was even a report from NuGenesis. How they had harvested twelve of her eggs for the future should she want another child. Listed possible places for Margaret to hide or be hidden in. 'My god they could have found her at many point in time.'
Reaching for another she founds herself looking at Major Charles's information. Here there was a stress on a unique genetic structure. How his children were gifted. How they had harvested some of his sperm for the future should the Centre wish to create a gifted child of their own. 'Ethan.' The file had a list of all his colleagues, titles, code names, current home addresses and home telephone numbers.
Pulling another file she looks at her own information. The file stresses a unique genetic structure and the how she should have inherited her mother's gift. How they were going to arrange for her to have the number of children the Centre wanted her to have. Who, those children should be fathered by. The file also stressed the fact that her twin brother, Timothy, has inherited her mother's gift. 'I knew it.'
"We need to pack this up and get out of here, now!" wails Miss Parker. Junior picks up his radio, and informs Sam. Within twenty minutes Miss Parker and Junior are racing toward Miss Parker cabin.
************************************************************************ More to come!! Any questions? Sometimes things aren't what they appear and sometimes they are.
Warning: If you like Zoe or Thomas Don't Read!! Because this only gets worse. Also I'm not done writing this story. Sorry!!
Where my pretty one lies.. Part 8 Dream
The Centre Miss Parker's Office 2:45 p.m.
Sitting behind her desk Miss Parker is working her way throw the backlog of paperwork that has accumulated in her absence. Straighten up the pile of papers on her desk, she sighs. 'Almost done.'
She doesn't hear the door open, but sees a shadow fall on her desk. Looking up quickly she sees Sam, dressed in black from head to toe.
"Hot date?" she questions him. When Sam just smiles she instinctively knows Junior is up to something. 'What is my son up too?'
Syd and Broots walk into her office. Broots hands her more paperwork as she grimaces. Sam stops smiling, stands there still as a statue.
"Is there a training simulation going on?" questions Syd as he takes in the sweeper attire. Sam shakes his head, no. The questions start from there, but Sam refuses to answer.
Miss Parker then starts to question her sweeper, but he bluffs her questions. Both Miss Parker and Syd start to make ludicrous suggestions and soon everyone is laughing.
Lyle walks in hearing the laughter, "Having a tea party?" quips Lyle as he stares hungrily at Miss Parker. 'My *don't* we look good today.' The laughter quickly dies in the room.
"No" the whole group jumps "we are working, too bad the same can't be said for you. What are you doing here, Lyle?" demands Junior. He too is dress in black for head to toe.
"Just checking in on my twin, making sure she is ok." replies Lyle. Junior's blue eye turn glacier as he stares at Lyle. Junior advances toward Lyle only to stop inches away from him.
"My mother is fine, but since you are here. Mother and I are going over to Parker Manor to pack things up. You are not invited, so *don't* show up." Junior hisses at Lyle. "Sam is that information for my project on my desk?"
"Yes, Mr. Parker." replies Sam.
"Good, mother, we will be leaving in twenty minutes."
"But I have yet to finish.."
"Is it a life or death matter?" demands Junior when his mother shakes her head no, "Then it can wait until tomorrow or even Monday to get done."
"What! Your mother's work is important to this company," says Lyle outraged. 'This kid is doing projects already, he just got here.'
Junior glowers at Lyle, "You still here? Tomorrow is Saturday the manorial service Lyle no-one will be here working as for Sunday that's none of your business." Disgusted, Lyle leaves Miss Parker's office in a huff.
"Fifteen minutes. Broots I need of your computer skills." Junior says as Broots starts to leave, "When your done you can go home for the day." Broots looks at Junior in surprise. "Since we're leaving early I don't see any reason why you shouldn't be able to leave early too."
Watching Miss Parker Syd notices her face is still very pale. But what surprises him the most is that she doesn't even argue with her son. 'She is still reeling for the lost of her father.' Leaving Miss Parker's office ten minutes later, Sydney finds Broots packing up for the day.
"Going home?" Syd asks quietly. Broots nods his head, seeing the other man's smile Syd knows he is looking forward to spending time with his daughter. "Well, tell Debbie, hello for me." Broots waves at Sydney as he leaves.
Syd looks around the lab not seeing the person he is seeking out. Hearing someone walking down the hall Syd turns to the sweep.
"Excuse me have your seen Junior?" questions Syd.
"Right here Syd." Says a disembody voice behind him. Syd looks around the lab. He finds Junior standing in the shadows almost hidden. Syd walks up to the young man.
"I don't think it's wise to force Miss Parker into accepting that her father is gone." Syd says as he places a hand on the young man's shoulder. "Why don't you put off going to Parker Manor until later? Maybe after the manorial service, huh, give her a chance to regain her balance."
Lifting his hand Junior forcible removes Sydney hand. "Why? Waiting for a body to show up isn't helping her." Smirking, Junior hisses "And neither are you. Do you really think that by putting off the matter is going to do anything other then hurt her in the long run?"
Taken back by the younger man, Sydney tries to re-evaluate the situation. Before he could make a come back, Sydney hears Sam's soft footsteps approaching.
"Times up Syd." Syd watches Junior leave the lab. At the door he spies Junior meet up with Sam. Together they head toward Miss Parker's office. 'I hope she is going to be ok.'
Parker Mansion (Daddy's residence) Blue Cove, Delaware 3:45 P.M.
The house itself was impressive. An old Victorian home, painted white outside with expensive looking gardens. Looking impressive but unapproachable.
With what would have impressed any military buff was Junior's strategy. He had the house surrounded by sweepers that were loyal only to Miss Parker. Junior had every sweeper on station nine, a channel that would be able to contract Junior, not Miss Parker, should there be any trouble.
He wanted this to go quietly causing Miss Parker the lest amount of pain. Junior didn't want any unwanted visitors showing up. Should Lyle or god forbid Raines should show up he also wanted backup, which were the loyal sweepers.
Junior even had the foresight to have Broots check the Centre's mainframe for any camera's or surveillance systems present. When Broots finish his system's check he then had him checking for anything unusual, like power surpluses or misuses.
Broots only came across only one in Mr. Parker's office at home, but Broots asshered Junior and Miss Parker, that is was normal because Mr. Parker had a high tech computer, which was the cause for the power drain.
When Junior and Miss Parker pulled up to Parker Manor, Miss Parker could see Sam standing at the front doorway. Getting out of her car, "So this is what you do on your off time."
Holding the front door open, "What off time, you are more then a boss to me." Miss Parker hears Sam whisper as she enters her father home. She gives a fragile smile. When Junior enters he signals to Sam who closes the door. Looking out the front windows she sees Sam take up point.
"O.K. Let's get this over with." says Miss Parker.
Within two hours Miss Parker and Junior have gone throw the entire attic. They find three photo albums, a hope chest containing her grandma's wedding dress and more of her mother's jewelry.
Junior signals to some of the extra sweepers to come into the house and put the some of the items into Miss Parker's trunk and the others into the rented van, *stressing* to the sweepers to use extra care.
One hour later, they complete the second floor. Finding nothing worth saving, they move on the first floor. At this point, Junior insists they stop for dinner, which was pre-order from one of Miss Parker's favorite dinners. While eating Miss Parker entertains Junior with stories of her mother cooking.
All that was left to look at Mr. Parker's home office.
Parker Mansion Daddy's home office 8:45 P.M.
The office door squeaked when it was opened. Miss Parker could tell right away that her father had never used it much. The office itself had an overwhelming feeling of power, from the high back leather chair and solid wood desk, to the faded blood red walls. 'Wonder who was the decorator. This is right out of the 40's.'
Stepping inside Miss Parker made room for Junior to enter. She watches him go straight over to her father's desk. Turning on the lamp, he starts to rifle through the drawers, pulling all the papers out he studies them.
"Who's office was this?"
"My fathers"
"No, look at the decor, its early maybe late 40's."
"Well, my grandfather owned the house before my father, and this was his office also. What are you looking for?" quizzes Miss Parker. Junior just shrugs, throws the papers into the garbage bin. She sits down and watches him.
"Something, I won't know until I find it," replies Junior. He repeats the processes until he has empted the desk and starts in on the bookshelf. When he is done there, he grabs each painting off the walls, and inspects them. After inspecting them he throws them into a pile.
Junior makes short work of the office, office walls are bare, the desk is empty and so is the bookshelf. Glancing around, he spies the laptop computer that Broots told him Mr. Parker owns.
Handing it over to Miss Parker "Go on, turn it on."
Opening up the laptop, she flicks the switch. Nothing. Trying the switch again, still nothing.
"Nothing." She informs Junior. Looking up at him, she sees him smirking. "What?"
Taping the walls in the office, "There is a power drain from this office, but it's not from that computer it must be from something else, right?"
Seeing the curiosity in his mother's eyes, Junior suggests that they start a search. After spending thirty minutes neither one is close to finding anything to cause the drain. Miss Parker goes over to the empty desk, flops down in her father's leather chair.
"Nothing, and going nowhere. Story of my life." As she says this Junior watches a little of the light in her eyes die.
"Come on, let's go home and go throw that hope chest we found."
Hands on the desk Miss Parker starts to get up.
-Click- Bang-
Miss Parker is falling backwards; reaching out with both hands Junior catches her before she hits the ground.
"What happened?" he demands, "Are you alright?"
"Yes, I am fine, my heel broke that's all. I hit the stupid desk with my foot."
"Oh, my God." whispers Miss Parker her eyes wide open. She states at the opening between the bookshelf and the wall.
"The desk, when I hit the desk, it activated trigger." gleefully Miss Parker says. Reaching down she pulls off both of her shoes. Junior goes to the bookshelf. As he pulls the bookshelf, it makes loud squeaking sound.
"Judging by that sound, I don't think anyone has opened this in a long time. "
Looking into the room, both Miss Parker and Junior could see an old looking mainframe computer, a filing cabinet. "You tackle that," she says as she points to the computer, "I'll handle the filing cabinet."
Pulling open the bottom shelf, Miss Parker removes the papers, flipping them open. She peers at them. 'Just copies of the blue prints for the centre already know about this.'
The middle drawer contained files. Each tab was labeled. But time made the label very hard to read. Pulling a file at random, she pulled a file on Margaret O'Brien -Charles. 'Jarod's mother.'
In the file it contained her biological information. Who she was married to, how many children she had, or was going to have. Also stressed her children had greater intelligence then normal children. There was even a report from NuGenesis. How they had harvested twelve of her eggs for the future should she want another child. Listed possible places for Margaret to hide or be hidden in. 'My god they could have found her at many point in time.'
Reaching for another she founds herself looking at Major Charles's information. Here there was a stress on a unique genetic structure. How his children were gifted. How they had harvested some of his sperm for the future should the Centre wish to create a gifted child of their own. 'Ethan.' The file had a list of all his colleagues, titles, code names, current home addresses and home telephone numbers.
Pulling another file she looks at her own information. The file stresses a unique genetic structure and the how she should have inherited her mother's gift. How they were going to arrange for her to have the number of children the Centre wanted her to have. Who, those children should be fathered by. The file also stressed the fact that her twin brother, Timothy, has inherited her mother's gift. 'I knew it.'
"We need to pack this up and get out of here, now!" wails Miss Parker. Junior picks up his radio, and informs Sam. Within twenty minutes Miss Parker and Junior are racing toward Miss Parker cabin.
************************************************************************ More to come!! Any questions? Sometimes things aren't what they appear and sometimes they are.