The morning after.
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.
Where my pretty one lies.. Part 28 Dream
Thomas Gates house 10:53 A.M.
"Jarod, wake up."
Major Charles's voice finally penetrates into Jarod's subconscious. Moving slowly Jarod blinks his eyes, which hurt. His head hurt even more, there was a present throbbing.
Looking at his son Major Charles glares at him, "A hangover, you have a hangover!" he angrily states. Jarod throws his hands over his ears. Tears spring from his eyes.
"Please don't yell." he whimpers. "I had one of the worst nights of my life last night."
Looking at his son again, "Did the Centre get you?" He watches his son shake his head, and point to the papers thrown into the corner of his room. Jarod continues to cry. Major Charles a little spooked, picks up the papers. Reading them, he understands why his son was distressed.
"What am I going to do?" questions Jarod. "I got that off Miss Parker so I know it legit."
"I don't know," says the Major "We need to have a family meeting."
Thomas Gates house 11:15 A.M.
Major Charles, Jarod, Ethan and Jason were sitting at the kitchen table waiting for Emily to finish getting ready. Walking into the kitchen her hair still wet, Jarod's expression became pained when he looked at her.
"What's wrong?" demands Emily "Is it mom?" Looking at Jarod, 'Miss Parker?' "No." Everyone shouts in a rush. They glance around at each other. She notices Jarod eyes were blood shot.
"What happened?"
"Jarod, went to make sure Miss Parker was alright there he found in her possession a folder pertaining to Zoe." Handing a hand up in the air to prevent his daughter from commenting, "Zoe's pregnant. The file states she is about four to five months along."
"Who is the father?" She watches as Jarod raises his hand, 'God no.'
She sits down hard "Where did Miss Parker get the file on Zoe?"
"I don't know."
"Where was it when you found it?"
"In her new brown leather briefcase."
"Leather? Jarod, Miss Parker's old briefcase was metallic and bulletproof. Are you sure it's Miss Parkers."
"Who the hell cares?" snaps Jarod "It's just a damn briefcase. Zoe's pregnant. With *my* child. Which she plans on handing over to the Centre the minute it's borne."
"What are you planning?"
Centre Simm Lab 12 P.M.
----Ring ---
----Ring----
"Hello"
"Syd."
"Jarod, how are you?" questions Syd.
"Not good, is Mr. Broots there?"
"Yes, he is. Let me put you on speakerphone."
"Jarod what's up?" asks Broots.
"Problems I need your help with." Jarod says flatly. Both men look at each other in surprise "I may even need Angelo's help with this."
"Jarod, that's going to be a problem"
"Why?" demands Jarod "When all I ..."
"Jarod!" shouts Broots; stopping his tirade "Angelo is gone. Period. No one knows where he is. I have no problems with helping you."
"What do you mean Angelo is gone?"
"Just that, when I got to work everyone was in an up roar because Angelo is missing, but since there was a power-outage last night no one has any clues as to where he could be. Miss Parker and Ms. Jones are now in a power meeting with Raines."
Centre Outside the Simm Lab 12:15 P.M.
"Look who is going to be hunting down another Centre Lab-rat," laughs Lyle. "This one shouldn't be sooo hard to find."
"Who let you out of the re-newal wing?" musses Junior. Their voices were getting closer to the Simm Lab. "As to finding Angelo why he always comes back?"
"Why you little."
Hearing a body slam up against the door moments before it opens, everyone was expecting it to be Junior. But Lyle went flying into the Lab landing with a loud thump everyone had trouble containing their shock.
"Well, looks who is fresh from the re-newal wing? It's Mr. Thumbless, or Brainless, I really can't tell."
"Junior." Both Sydney and Broots greet him. Lyle is completely ignored.
"Well, boys. Lyle here," gesturing to the man still on the floor "was just telling me that Angelo is missing and our elusive Pretender will soon be back where he belongs. Right."
"Yes, you see," Lyle gets up off the floor "We have his child in our custody." The room becomes eerily quite.
Looking at Syd and Broots, Lyle sees that he final has the upper hand, shock illustrates on Broots and Sydney's faces. Turning he stars at Junior, his blue eyes held this intense look of pure hate bordering on rage. 'What the hell.'
"His child?" Junior hisses.
"Yes, the one Zoe is carrying." Watching the tension leave Junior until Lyle realizes he is laughing at him. Junior doesn't even bother to try on cover that fact, just bursts out laughing.
"Who's Zoe?" He laughs at him.
"Jarod's ex-girlfriend."
"Short haired red head, walks funny in high heels. Drives a big red car?" still laughing.
"Yes."
Turning Junior leaves them standing in the Simm Lab laughing uncontrollably to his office. Lyle looks at Syd and Broots, seeing them both shrug their shoulders he stalks out.
"I fail to see what's so funny," states Jarod.
"Maybe the stress of this place it getting to him. Who knows?"
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What's so funny?
Keep reading and find out.
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.
Where my pretty one lies.. Part 28 Dream
Thomas Gates house 10:53 A.M.
"Jarod, wake up."
Major Charles's voice finally penetrates into Jarod's subconscious. Moving slowly Jarod blinks his eyes, which hurt. His head hurt even more, there was a present throbbing.
Looking at his son Major Charles glares at him, "A hangover, you have a hangover!" he angrily states. Jarod throws his hands over his ears. Tears spring from his eyes.
"Please don't yell." he whimpers. "I had one of the worst nights of my life last night."
Looking at his son again, "Did the Centre get you?" He watches his son shake his head, and point to the papers thrown into the corner of his room. Jarod continues to cry. Major Charles a little spooked, picks up the papers. Reading them, he understands why his son was distressed.
"What am I going to do?" questions Jarod. "I got that off Miss Parker so I know it legit."
"I don't know," says the Major "We need to have a family meeting."
Thomas Gates house 11:15 A.M.
Major Charles, Jarod, Ethan and Jason were sitting at the kitchen table waiting for Emily to finish getting ready. Walking into the kitchen her hair still wet, Jarod's expression became pained when he looked at her.
"What's wrong?" demands Emily "Is it mom?" Looking at Jarod, 'Miss Parker?' "No." Everyone shouts in a rush. They glance around at each other. She notices Jarod eyes were blood shot.
"What happened?"
"Jarod, went to make sure Miss Parker was alright there he found in her possession a folder pertaining to Zoe." Handing a hand up in the air to prevent his daughter from commenting, "Zoe's pregnant. The file states she is about four to five months along."
"Who is the father?" She watches as Jarod raises his hand, 'God no.'
She sits down hard "Where did Miss Parker get the file on Zoe?"
"I don't know."
"Where was it when you found it?"
"In her new brown leather briefcase."
"Leather? Jarod, Miss Parker's old briefcase was metallic and bulletproof. Are you sure it's Miss Parkers."
"Who the hell cares?" snaps Jarod "It's just a damn briefcase. Zoe's pregnant. With *my* child. Which she plans on handing over to the Centre the minute it's borne."
"What are you planning?"
Centre Simm Lab 12 P.M.
----Ring ---
----Ring----
"Hello"
"Syd."
"Jarod, how are you?" questions Syd.
"Not good, is Mr. Broots there?"
"Yes, he is. Let me put you on speakerphone."
"Jarod what's up?" asks Broots.
"Problems I need your help with." Jarod says flatly. Both men look at each other in surprise "I may even need Angelo's help with this."
"Jarod, that's going to be a problem"
"Why?" demands Jarod "When all I ..."
"Jarod!" shouts Broots; stopping his tirade "Angelo is gone. Period. No one knows where he is. I have no problems with helping you."
"What do you mean Angelo is gone?"
"Just that, when I got to work everyone was in an up roar because Angelo is missing, but since there was a power-outage last night no one has any clues as to where he could be. Miss Parker and Ms. Jones are now in a power meeting with Raines."
Centre Outside the Simm Lab 12:15 P.M.
"Look who is going to be hunting down another Centre Lab-rat," laughs Lyle. "This one shouldn't be sooo hard to find."
"Who let you out of the re-newal wing?" musses Junior. Their voices were getting closer to the Simm Lab. "As to finding Angelo why he always comes back?"
"Why you little."
Hearing a body slam up against the door moments before it opens, everyone was expecting it to be Junior. But Lyle went flying into the Lab landing with a loud thump everyone had trouble containing their shock.
"Well, looks who is fresh from the re-newal wing? It's Mr. Thumbless, or Brainless, I really can't tell."
"Junior." Both Sydney and Broots greet him. Lyle is completely ignored.
"Well, boys. Lyle here," gesturing to the man still on the floor "was just telling me that Angelo is missing and our elusive Pretender will soon be back where he belongs. Right."
"Yes, you see," Lyle gets up off the floor "We have his child in our custody." The room becomes eerily quite.
Looking at Syd and Broots, Lyle sees that he final has the upper hand, shock illustrates on Broots and Sydney's faces. Turning he stars at Junior, his blue eyes held this intense look of pure hate bordering on rage. 'What the hell.'
"His child?" Junior hisses.
"Yes, the one Zoe is carrying." Watching the tension leave Junior until Lyle realizes he is laughing at him. Junior doesn't even bother to try on cover that fact, just bursts out laughing.
"Who's Zoe?" He laughs at him.
"Jarod's ex-girlfriend."
"Short haired red head, walks funny in high heels. Drives a big red car?" still laughing.
"Yes."
Turning Junior leaves them standing in the Simm Lab laughing uncontrollably to his office. Lyle looks at Syd and Broots, seeing them both shrug their shoulders he stalks out.
"I fail to see what's so funny," states Jarod.
"Maybe the stress of this place it getting to him. Who knows?"
**************************************************************
What's so funny?
Keep reading and find out.
Dream