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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 43
Dream
Raines's Summer Home Blue Cove 7:40 P.M.
"I know you want her," Zoe purrs "that's ok, cuz I want Junior. Together we'll get what we want."
'Wanting and getting are two different things, bitch' grabbing the doorknob, Miss Parker turns the handle.
"Miss Parker," whispers Sam, "that's Zoe's bedroom with Lyle in there. What do you think they're doing?" He watches her face as it quickly comes to the obvious conclusion. She lets go of the doorknob, and walks down the stairs. Signing Sam follows her.
She stops at Raines personal home office; smirking she enters and starts to rife thought his personal papers. She finds a folder containing recent information of a certain missing person. She takes the folder, snaps her fingers walks out of the house.
Centre Blue Cove, Delaware 7:40 P.M.
The town car pulls up; the drive quickly exits the vehicle and opens the back passenger side door, reaching down he helps Mr. Raines out of the car. The two men walk stiffly into the building.
"What has the Centre up in arms," wheezes Raines, "Why was it so important that I come here immediately?" Looking around Raines spies a coffin in the lobby. Walking over to it you opens the lid; inside laid the body of his pretender Alex. Grimacing he pulls out the calling card, "He didn't deserve Freedom, So I decided to send him back. Into Hell."
Looking at the card it was printed off a computer, so Raines couldn't identify the writing. Looking up Raines notices Broots heading toward the exit.
"Broots," Raines snaps, "get over here." He watches the man approach him, his eyes shifting between looking at him and the coffin.
"Yes, Mr. Raines," mumbles Broots. Watching Raines Broots could see up close that the man was shaken, glancing into the coffin Broots sees Alex, the tell sign of blue lips tells Broots that Alex is indeed dead this time.
"I want you to find out where this came from," demands Raines.
Without thinking Broots says "SL-27."
Raines glares hard at Broots "I want to know where this coffin came from and who did this!" Raines hisses at Broots. Swinging away Raines storms up to the elevator.
Sydney enters the hall, seeing a shocked Broots standing next to a coffin, 'don't let that be Debbie' he almost runs up to Broots. Quickly looking into the coffin, "Damn!" he mutters.
"My sentiments exactly."
Stuyvesant Plaza New York City 7:45 P.M.
An over excitable boy runs pass the window, 'he looks familiar' getting up she sees Jarod and family walk right by her. 'Shit.'
Whipping out her cell, she hits the speed dial. She hears it ring only once
"What?"
"Lose something"
"Ms get to the point," sign a weary Miss Parker.
"I'm talking about dumb-dumb and kin, Parker," snaps Ms. Jones.
"What about them," questions Miss Parker.
"Well let's see if I had a gun I could *off* them all, right NOW!" hisses Ms. Jones.
"What!" gaps Miss Parker as she straightens up; she rolls her head "They're in New York."
"Duh!" says Ms. Jones, "They haven't found Grim yet. Cause if he was with them I'd personally kill him."
"Well thank god for small things," whispers Miss Parker, "What did Grim do that's got you pissed off?"
"Well lets see," musses Ms. Jones, "He glues me to the floor," Miss Parker gasps "kills Alex and sends him back to the Centre in a coffin," Miss Parker coughs to cover her laughter "and finally he didn't even recognize me!"
"Did you have your hair up?" questions Miss Parker.
"Yes," replies Ms. Jones.
"There you go, Grim has never seen you with you hair up," Miss Parker states, "Are you aware that baby Parker is dead from influenza? Hell where does this kid get this shit from?"
"Beats me," Ms. Jones sighs, "I stopped asking awhile ago. Just so you know the baby is at the safe house along with Faith."
Shuffling the papers she took from Raines "Besides we have bigger problems then them."
The Tower Centre 7:50 P.M.
Raines is sitting at the desk when the phone rings. He picks up the receiver.
"Hello, my brother."
"Well any good leads on Jarod yet." Demands a voice from the dead.
"No, but I must say Miss Parker is being more tenacious about it," informs Raines.
"Good, good I knew we should have done this sooner," calmly states Mr. Parker.
"We would have if Miss Parker and company would have stayed out of Centre business," wheezes Raines. "But we have problems, someone sent Alex back to the Centre in a coffin."
"Oh, how does imply a problem?" questions Mr. Parker.
"He is dead," replies Raines.
Simm Lab Centre 8:10 P.M.
With her stilettos clinking on the floor Miss Parker walks steadily into the lab. Looking at her small group she puts her hands on her hips "Well any leads on Jarod?" she demands causing them both to jump.
She looks at both men for a second, "What?" Syd comes around and places an arm around her.
"Miss Parker, I think you should sit down," mutters Syd to her.
Shaking out of his grasp "I'm a big girl Syd so what ever you got to say, just say it."
Syd shakes his head and holds up his hands, "It concerns the pretender Alex," he watches her raise her eyebrow at him "he's dead."
"I could have told you that."
Shaking his head some more, "No Miss Parker, Alex is really dead. Someone sent him back to the Centre in a coffin." Looking at her beneath his lashes he glances between Broots and Miss Parker.
'Dumb ass, I said I could have told you that.' She looks at him and shakes her head she takes her hand runs in through her hair and closes her eyes. 'Swear this game would be boring if you didn't really believe that I'm going to break down at every turn.' Covering her mouth with her hand she tries not to smile, "Now I can't ask him," she croaks out trying hard not to laugh.
"I know Miss Parker," Syd says in his most reassuring voice as he reaches out to comfort her, not being able to take it any more Miss Parker turns on her heel and leaves the Simm Lab.
Stuyvesant Plaza New York City 7:45 P.M.
"Oh, man Dad you've got to see this," says Jason as he runs to the sporting good store. His eyes almost bulge out of his head as he takes in the different types of snowboards. He reaches out for one and starts to pretend he's on the slopes.
Jarod reaches his son before the vacant look leaves his eyes, leaning close "No more pretending in public," he whispers. He watching his son nods his head sheepishly. The group walks through the sports store.
Jarod watches his father stare longingly at a pair of baseball gloves, Jarod waits for his father to move away before picking up a glove for each member of the family, when he too stops and stares 'there will be no glove for Michael nor one for mom.' Taking his purchases up to the register Jarod pulls out a credit card and buys his goods.
Simm Lab Centre 8:45 P.M.
The computer starts to beep; Broots looks over and realizes there is a hit on Jarod. 'Damn and with Christmas being so close' he reaches over to erase the hit when Miss Parker walks in.
"Hit on Jarod Broots?" Going over to the computer Miss Parker barely glances at the computer "It looks like we're going to New York City."
"Miss Parker," Broots starts to whine.
"Do you really want to stay around here?" softly questions Miss Parker. She watches his eye dart around the room.
"No." he admits reliantly as he hears Raines's oxygen tank squeaking by.
"Broots my office," Raines says, "Now." He snaps.
"We leave in one hour Broots," states Miss Parker "So Raines whatever you have to say, say it fast."
************************************************** Well?
Dream
Warning: If you like Zoe or Thomas. Don't Read!! Because this only gets worse.
Where my pretty one lies.. Part 43
Dream
Raines's Summer Home Blue Cove 7:40 P.M.
"I know you want her," Zoe purrs "that's ok, cuz I want Junior. Together we'll get what we want."
'Wanting and getting are two different things, bitch' grabbing the doorknob, Miss Parker turns the handle.
"Miss Parker," whispers Sam, "that's Zoe's bedroom with Lyle in there. What do you think they're doing?" He watches her face as it quickly comes to the obvious conclusion. She lets go of the doorknob, and walks down the stairs. Signing Sam follows her.
She stops at Raines personal home office; smirking she enters and starts to rife thought his personal papers. She finds a folder containing recent information of a certain missing person. She takes the folder, snaps her fingers walks out of the house.
Centre Blue Cove, Delaware 7:40 P.M.
The town car pulls up; the drive quickly exits the vehicle and opens the back passenger side door, reaching down he helps Mr. Raines out of the car. The two men walk stiffly into the building.
"What has the Centre up in arms," wheezes Raines, "Why was it so important that I come here immediately?" Looking around Raines spies a coffin in the lobby. Walking over to it you opens the lid; inside laid the body of his pretender Alex. Grimacing he pulls out the calling card, "He didn't deserve Freedom, So I decided to send him back. Into Hell."
Looking at the card it was printed off a computer, so Raines couldn't identify the writing. Looking up Raines notices Broots heading toward the exit.
"Broots," Raines snaps, "get over here." He watches the man approach him, his eyes shifting between looking at him and the coffin.
"Yes, Mr. Raines," mumbles Broots. Watching Raines Broots could see up close that the man was shaken, glancing into the coffin Broots sees Alex, the tell sign of blue lips tells Broots that Alex is indeed dead this time.
"I want you to find out where this came from," demands Raines.
Without thinking Broots says "SL-27."
Raines glares hard at Broots "I want to know where this coffin came from and who did this!" Raines hisses at Broots. Swinging away Raines storms up to the elevator.
Sydney enters the hall, seeing a shocked Broots standing next to a coffin, 'don't let that be Debbie' he almost runs up to Broots. Quickly looking into the coffin, "Damn!" he mutters.
"My sentiments exactly."
Stuyvesant Plaza New York City 7:45 P.M.
An over excitable boy runs pass the window, 'he looks familiar' getting up she sees Jarod and family walk right by her. 'Shit.'
Whipping out her cell, she hits the speed dial. She hears it ring only once
"What?"
"Lose something"
"Ms get to the point," sign a weary Miss Parker.
"I'm talking about dumb-dumb and kin, Parker," snaps Ms. Jones.
"What about them," questions Miss Parker.
"Well let's see if I had a gun I could *off* them all, right NOW!" hisses Ms. Jones.
"What!" gaps Miss Parker as she straightens up; she rolls her head "They're in New York."
"Duh!" says Ms. Jones, "They haven't found Grim yet. Cause if he was with them I'd personally kill him."
"Well thank god for small things," whispers Miss Parker, "What did Grim do that's got you pissed off?"
"Well lets see," musses Ms. Jones, "He glues me to the floor," Miss Parker gasps "kills Alex and sends him back to the Centre in a coffin," Miss Parker coughs to cover her laughter "and finally he didn't even recognize me!"
"Did you have your hair up?" questions Miss Parker.
"Yes," replies Ms. Jones.
"There you go, Grim has never seen you with you hair up," Miss Parker states, "Are you aware that baby Parker is dead from influenza? Hell where does this kid get this shit from?"
"Beats me," Ms. Jones sighs, "I stopped asking awhile ago. Just so you know the baby is at the safe house along with Faith."
Shuffling the papers she took from Raines "Besides we have bigger problems then them."
The Tower Centre 7:50 P.M.
Raines is sitting at the desk when the phone rings. He picks up the receiver.
"Hello, my brother."
"Well any good leads on Jarod yet." Demands a voice from the dead.
"No, but I must say Miss Parker is being more tenacious about it," informs Raines.
"Good, good I knew we should have done this sooner," calmly states Mr. Parker.
"We would have if Miss Parker and company would have stayed out of Centre business," wheezes Raines. "But we have problems, someone sent Alex back to the Centre in a coffin."
"Oh, how does imply a problem?" questions Mr. Parker.
"He is dead," replies Raines.
Simm Lab Centre 8:10 P.M.
With her stilettos clinking on the floor Miss Parker walks steadily into the lab. Looking at her small group she puts her hands on her hips "Well any leads on Jarod?" she demands causing them both to jump.
She looks at both men for a second, "What?" Syd comes around and places an arm around her.
"Miss Parker, I think you should sit down," mutters Syd to her.
Shaking out of his grasp "I'm a big girl Syd so what ever you got to say, just say it."
Syd shakes his head and holds up his hands, "It concerns the pretender Alex," he watches her raise her eyebrow at him "he's dead."
"I could have told you that."
Shaking his head some more, "No Miss Parker, Alex is really dead. Someone sent him back to the Centre in a coffin." Looking at her beneath his lashes he glances between Broots and Miss Parker.
'Dumb ass, I said I could have told you that.' She looks at him and shakes her head she takes her hand runs in through her hair and closes her eyes. 'Swear this game would be boring if you didn't really believe that I'm going to break down at every turn.' Covering her mouth with her hand she tries not to smile, "Now I can't ask him," she croaks out trying hard not to laugh.
"I know Miss Parker," Syd says in his most reassuring voice as he reaches out to comfort her, not being able to take it any more Miss Parker turns on her heel and leaves the Simm Lab.
Stuyvesant Plaza New York City 7:45 P.M.
"Oh, man Dad you've got to see this," says Jason as he runs to the sporting good store. His eyes almost bulge out of his head as he takes in the different types of snowboards. He reaches out for one and starts to pretend he's on the slopes.
Jarod reaches his son before the vacant look leaves his eyes, leaning close "No more pretending in public," he whispers. He watching his son nods his head sheepishly. The group walks through the sports store.
Jarod watches his father stare longingly at a pair of baseball gloves, Jarod waits for his father to move away before picking up a glove for each member of the family, when he too stops and stares 'there will be no glove for Michael nor one for mom.' Taking his purchases up to the register Jarod pulls out a credit card and buys his goods.
Simm Lab Centre 8:45 P.M.
The computer starts to beep; Broots looks over and realizes there is a hit on Jarod. 'Damn and with Christmas being so close' he reaches over to erase the hit when Miss Parker walks in.
"Hit on Jarod Broots?" Going over to the computer Miss Parker barely glances at the computer "It looks like we're going to New York City."
"Miss Parker," Broots starts to whine.
"Do you really want to stay around here?" softly questions Miss Parker. She watches his eye dart around the room.
"No." he admits reliantly as he hears Raines's oxygen tank squeaking by.
"Broots my office," Raines says, "Now." He snaps.
"We leave in one hour Broots," states Miss Parker "So Raines whatever you have to say, say it fast."
************************************************** Well?
Dream