Pictures are said to say a thousand words. And sometimes they don't say
enough.
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 12 REPOSTED Dream
"Sydney, how? Where was this taken?" demands Jarod. Upon seeing both men shrugged their shoulders Jarod knew that the Centre did something make him forget.
"I don't know," whispers Sydney.
"Look there is a huge file on this" Broots informs them as he holds up to file to the video camera so that the Charles family could see it. Jarod throws himself out of his chair.
Aggravated Jarod starts to pace the floor and running his hands from his hair. Major Charles stares incomprehensively at the computer screen 'wow, he looks at so happy there.' While Emily and J.C. just sit there shocked.
"May be its J.C.," offers the Major but upon closer observation of the picture it was obvious that the picture was of his son just few short years old or then J.C.
"Who is a J. C.?" asks Broots.
"J.C. stands Jarod's clone," answers of the Major. "Stop that pacing," commands the Major. Jarod stops and looks at the floor then glances back at the computer screen.
"I want that file Mr. Broots," whispers Jarod.
"Of course, Jarod" replies Broots. Sitting back down at the chair he just vacated. Jarod starts to think of all possible places to meet until he hears the distinct clicking of Miss Parker's heels.
He slowly starts to smile, 'well if the Centre wants to play around why not have it at their expense' he devilishly thinks. Until he hears Miss Parker say "OK *boys* lets roll. We have a hit on Jarod."
"Miss Parker, how *nice* of you to join us" smirks Jarod knowing full well he was going to piss her off. Miss Parker walks of around of the table and comes into view on the computer. She herself smirks and replies "I plan on joining you in person *real* soon."
"Oh come on Parker, you have been *trying* for years." From the computer screen he can ascertain that he has succeeded and at truly pissing her off. 'Wow she is beautiful when she's mad.'
'0h boy if looks could kill he'd be dead' thinks Major Charles as he looks for Miss Parker furious face to his son's face. Looking at his he realizes that his son is in a love with Miss Parker.
"Damn" he says out loud. Now the two of them are staring questioningly at him. He loves her and neither one realizes it.
Miss Parker recovers faster "what?"
"Nothing" replies of the major.
"Yeah-right, Broots" grabbing a file from his hands "I asked you to re-file this. Now there is no time." She throws the file into herself her silver briefcase slams it shut.
Snapping her fingers, she says as she grabs the briefcase "see you soon." She struts out never once looking back. She did not see look of horror on everyone's face.
************************************************************* Well, let me tell you there are many more surprises in store for our pretender.
Hints of things to come: Death will pay a visit, an old girlfriend is back and Miss Parker's strange submissive behavior is. well almost explained.
Dream
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 12 REPOSTED Dream
"Sydney, how? Where was this taken?" demands Jarod. Upon seeing both men shrugged their shoulders Jarod knew that the Centre did something make him forget.
"I don't know," whispers Sydney.
"Look there is a huge file on this" Broots informs them as he holds up to file to the video camera so that the Charles family could see it. Jarod throws himself out of his chair.
Aggravated Jarod starts to pace the floor and running his hands from his hair. Major Charles stares incomprehensively at the computer screen 'wow, he looks at so happy there.' While Emily and J.C. just sit there shocked.
"May be its J.C.," offers the Major but upon closer observation of the picture it was obvious that the picture was of his son just few short years old or then J.C.
"Who is a J. C.?" asks Broots.
"J.C. stands Jarod's clone," answers of the Major. "Stop that pacing," commands the Major. Jarod stops and looks at the floor then glances back at the computer screen.
"I want that file Mr. Broots," whispers Jarod.
"Of course, Jarod" replies Broots. Sitting back down at the chair he just vacated. Jarod starts to think of all possible places to meet until he hears the distinct clicking of Miss Parker's heels.
He slowly starts to smile, 'well if the Centre wants to play around why not have it at their expense' he devilishly thinks. Until he hears Miss Parker say "OK *boys* lets roll. We have a hit on Jarod."
"Miss Parker, how *nice* of you to join us" smirks Jarod knowing full well he was going to piss her off. Miss Parker walks of around of the table and comes into view on the computer. She herself smirks and replies "I plan on joining you in person *real* soon."
"Oh come on Parker, you have been *trying* for years." From the computer screen he can ascertain that he has succeeded and at truly pissing her off. 'Wow she is beautiful when she's mad.'
'0h boy if looks could kill he'd be dead' thinks Major Charles as he looks for Miss Parker furious face to his son's face. Looking at his he realizes that his son is in a love with Miss Parker.
"Damn" he says out loud. Now the two of them are staring questioningly at him. He loves her and neither one realizes it.
Miss Parker recovers faster "what?"
"Nothing" replies of the major.
"Yeah-right, Broots" grabbing a file from his hands "I asked you to re-file this. Now there is no time." She throws the file into herself her silver briefcase slams it shut.
Snapping her fingers, she says as she grabs the briefcase "see you soon." She struts out never once looking back. She did not see look of horror on everyone's face.
************************************************************* Well, let me tell you there are many more surprises in store for our pretender.
Hints of things to come: Death will pay a visit, an old girlfriend is back and Miss Parker's strange submissive behavior is. well almost explained.
Dream