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Warning: If you like Zoe or Thomas. Don't Read!! Because this only gets worse. Almost done writing!

Where my pretty one lies.. Part 21

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Charles Family Cabin 6:30 P.M.

The Charles family spent the day in half mourning and half celebrating. Jarod and J.C. spent countless hours on the computer tiring to find more on Subject A. Each attempt only lead to more questions no answers. Getting more frustrated, Major Charles took change of the matter.

"Look, you need to focusing on this pursuit," seeing his son and grandson looking close to exploding "for dinner. Things often work themselves out when one isn't looking."

"Yeah, I guess your right." They both admit. Major Charles plans an outdoor barbeque. Emily makes potato salad. Jarod and Jason get the plate, napkins and silverware.

Major Charles notices Ethan looking fatigued. 'Don't want a relapse.' Placing his hand on Ethan's shoulder "Go sit on the couch with Emily. Jarod and I have everything under control." Soon the food was done and the Charles family was enjoying their first meal as a three-generation family.

"You have mail."

---Beep---

"You have mail."

---Beep---

Running over the computer Jason beats Jarod. Clicking the mailbox icon. Jason reads the message inside,

"Break bond. Hurt Friend. Made Friend forget. Hurt Grim. Grim knows. Hurt Her. Her not forget. C.J." Clicking the attachment box Jason downloads an old DSA.

Centre Tower Date 7/ 23 / 1982

Before the group was the tower in the 1980's behind the desk was Mr. Colin Parker. The Centre founder who murdered his family. He sat behind the desk, the tower doors open and in walked Dr. Thompson.

"You wanted to see me sir."

"Yes, do you have those results yet?" Colin harshly demands slamming his fist on the desk. This causes the other man to jump away from him. Shaking his head Dr. Thompson opens his mouth to answer when Mr. Parker cuts him off.

"Put more glow into her," growl's Mr. Parker. At this statement Ethan chokes. Major Charles puts a comforting arm around him. "She is a damn touché find, I want them found."

Shaking his head, Dr. Thomas answers "The subject can't take any more glow in her system it would kill her. Even if she can find anyone by touching a photo, doesn't mean that she is going to tell," handing him a folder "Her loyalty to the pretender is strong; she won't betray him by telling you were to find his family. She knows that the Centre lied when they told him they were dead."

"Every well. We'll just have to break that bond. Does the pretender remember anything about project XP1A80," questions Mr. Parker shifting through the folder.

"No, we were successful in removing his memory of those events. As far as he is concerned he never left the Centre, never meet Subject A or has any children. What do you want me to do with Subject A?"

"Break that bond."

"How"

"Put her and lover boy into the same room. When she demands answers as to where their children are, he'll do the rest. He tell her, she been sick or something, because he never left the Centre. Never touched her. He'll deny the whole thing. She'll hate him for that. Women tend to hate men who forget them much less forget they have a child together."

"Don't you mean children?"

"Child. One of the children died in Kyle's arms. If it weren't for Alex's quick thinking we wouldn't have our project Gemini."

"Are you sure?"

Jumping out of his chair Mr. Parker grabs Dr. Thompson, "Of course I'm sure! How is Gemini?" He throws the Doctor away from him, and flops down.

"The new project is fine, Sir." Dismissing the Dr. with a wave of his hand Dr. Thompson turns and walks toward the tower doors.

"Oh, Dr. Thompson, I want that meeting to be unrecorded. I don't need either of them stumbling on it. Do I make myself clear?'

"Yes, Sir." The Dr. Thompson walks out of the tower.

"So much for the prophecy; any child borne of the union of the chosen one and the fair child raised outside Centre walls will be the destruction of it all." grubbing his greedy hands together, he starts to laugh.

With that the DSA ends.

The group stares at the blank screen in silence.

****************************************************************** Well?

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