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 29 Dream
Miss Parker's Office 11:45 A.M.
"That was an exercise in futility."
"Yes, but those are normal around here. You get use to them after awhile," laughs Miss Parker. Sitting behind her desk she tempts a smile.
"Acting out of character, Miss Parker?"
Smiling at Ms. Jones, "Yes, I am."
"Pray tell, what has you in-between moods."
Nodding to the door, Ms. Jones snaps the lock and nods back while sitting on the couch.
"Jarod, hmm, lets see where to start. He thinks some girl named Zoe is pregnant by him. Thinks that I'm part of a conspiracy to prevent him from knowing his child by her." Waves her hands into the air "Plus, he must have found something of Thomas's because he reiterated some of the things Thomas was saying before he died."
"That moron." Raising her hand "Thomas was, is and will remain a moron. As for Jarod thinking you are keeping him from his child by Zoe that's ludicrous. Now, tell me the rest."
"What makes."
"Parker, cut the shit. This is me, you're talking too."
"He called her a piece of filth, like Thomas. That hurt. He, hmm, called me."
"Ok, I get the picture. Now let me give you the picture," handing her a photograph. She hears Parker horrified grasp. "Yep, you're not delusional, that's a real photo. You recognize the two men," Miss Parker shakes her head "well the girl is Zoe. That was taken in the barn were she was being held for Jarod to come and *rescue* her. Only major Charles did."
Outside Miss Parker's office 12:15 P.M.
Junior's uncontrollable laughter reaches the ladies ears, as does Lyle's sulky footsteps.
"Looks like Lyle just told Junior what's going on?" states Ms. Jones.
"You mean Junior knows."
"Of course, he is more aware of what's going on then most people. Including Jarod."
A knock on the door, Ms. Jones snaps the door unlocked, still sitting on the couch. Junior walks into the room "Mom what do you want for lunch?"
"Nothing I'm not hungry."
"Not on option, so I will re-state what do you want for lunch?" Junior informs his mother. Receiving her glare, he stars back until she lowers her eyes.
"Um, garden salad." Looking at her son she sees him raise a questioning eyebrow. "Alright I'll have a cheeseburger with a side of hot cheese fries and a double chocolate milkshake."
Shaking his head "Ms. Jones?"
"Make it two orders of the same."
When Junior leaves, Ms. Jones re-locks the door. "Thomas, the moron, there is nothing filthy about it. Just because he couldn't understand what was, no is, going on doesn't make it filthy. As for Jarod thinking you're keeping from his child, well you know my opinion on this matter."
"Yes. I know, so tell me about this Zoe."
"Why, the complete report is on your desk, and it's not pretty. This girl is a piece of work, my guess is she played the damsel in distress act to get to Jarod."
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Warning: If you like Zoe or Thomas. Don't Read!! Because this only gets worse.
Where my pretty one lies.. Part 29 Dream
Miss Parker's Office 11:45 A.M.
"That was an exercise in futility."
"Yes, but those are normal around here. You get use to them after awhile," laughs Miss Parker. Sitting behind her desk she tempts a smile.
"Acting out of character, Miss Parker?"
Smiling at Ms. Jones, "Yes, I am."
"Pray tell, what has you in-between moods."
Nodding to the door, Ms. Jones snaps the lock and nods back while sitting on the couch.
"Jarod, hmm, lets see where to start. He thinks some girl named Zoe is pregnant by him. Thinks that I'm part of a conspiracy to prevent him from knowing his child by her." Waves her hands into the air "Plus, he must have found something of Thomas's because he reiterated some of the things Thomas was saying before he died."
"That moron." Raising her hand "Thomas was, is and will remain a moron. As for Jarod thinking you are keeping him from his child by Zoe that's ludicrous. Now, tell me the rest."
"What makes."
"Parker, cut the shit. This is me, you're talking too."
"He called her a piece of filth, like Thomas. That hurt. He, hmm, called me."
"Ok, I get the picture. Now let me give you the picture," handing her a photograph. She hears Parker horrified grasp. "Yep, you're not delusional, that's a real photo. You recognize the two men," Miss Parker shakes her head "well the girl is Zoe. That was taken in the barn were she was being held for Jarod to come and *rescue* her. Only major Charles did."
Outside Miss Parker's office 12:15 P.M.
Junior's uncontrollable laughter reaches the ladies ears, as does Lyle's sulky footsteps.
"Looks like Lyle just told Junior what's going on?" states Ms. Jones.
"You mean Junior knows."
"Of course, he is more aware of what's going on then most people. Including Jarod."
A knock on the door, Ms. Jones snaps the door unlocked, still sitting on the couch. Junior walks into the room "Mom what do you want for lunch?"
"Nothing I'm not hungry."
"Not on option, so I will re-state what do you want for lunch?" Junior informs his mother. Receiving her glare, he stars back until she lowers her eyes.
"Um, garden salad." Looking at her son she sees him raise a questioning eyebrow. "Alright I'll have a cheeseburger with a side of hot cheese fries and a double chocolate milkshake."
Shaking his head "Ms. Jones?"
"Make it two orders of the same."
When Junior leaves, Ms. Jones re-locks the door. "Thomas, the moron, there is nothing filthy about it. Just because he couldn't understand what was, no is, going on doesn't make it filthy. As for Jarod thinking you're keeping from his child, well you know my opinion on this matter."
"Yes. I know, so tell me about this Zoe."
"Why, the complete report is on your desk, and it's not pretty. This girl is a piece of work, my guess is she played the damsel in distress act to get to Jarod."
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