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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 44
Dream
New York City 7:45 P.M.
Walking to her hotel Ms. Jones gets the feeling that she is being followed. 'Good boy, come to mama.' Crossing the street she enters the Marriott, she spies Grim out of the corner of her eye. Smirking 'Lets see if he's still afraid of heights' going up to the front desk she gets one of the suites, not the top floor but close enough.
She enters the elevator not seeing him since entering the building. 'Come on Grim, I know you, curiosity was always your downfall, so where are you?' She goes to her room, flicking on the lights Ms. Jones does a quick look around.
Moving the furniture around to better serve her she sets up a station in the left hand corner turns off the lights on waits. 'Come in said the spider to the fly.'
FAO Schwarz New York City 7:45 P.M.
Major Charles just could get over how child-like his children were. 'Wow, one would think none of them has ever gone to a toy store before.' Even his grandchild was amazed.
Looking around Major Charles sees Emily and Ethan in the electronics' department, 'someone is getting a Sega' Jarod was in the doll section 'wonder who he's buying that doll for' glancing around, Major Charles starts to get apprehensive, 'where's Jason?'
Jarod turns, looks at his father seeing the distress on his face he quickly looks around the store, not finding Jason dread starts to set in. Glancing back at his father again, Jarod sees his father's expression clear, a relief sigh escape. Following his father's gaze Jarod watches his child emerge from a slide in the middle of the store 'Damn a kid could get lost in here.'
Getting his feet under him, Jason stands up and waves at his grandfather. "I wonder how Broots is making out in Paris?" He over hears a girl say. "Wish I was there."
"Yeah, I know," replies another girl, "Mouse can you believe she went with Icky."
"You forget, Tracer," corrects Mouse, "he's no longer Icky, he's Junior now. She better not get any funny ideas about him.." Jason moves closer to the girls hoping to hear more of their conversation but they walk away.
Going around the corner hoping to meet the girls, but no one stands out. 'Just who the hell is Junior?' Jumping as a hand is placed on his shoulders, Jason spins around to look into the face of his father.
"You scared me."
"Sorry, but we need to leave," smirks Jarod, "we have company coming."
The Tower Centre 9:30 P.M.
Tapping her shoe impatiently Miss Parker waits for her Broots to join the group, she strides over to the coffin and looks down at Alex 'Grim still has got it.'
Smirking her resumes her previous spot on the lobby. Spying Sam, Miss Parker gestures a where is everyone? Sam gestures back I don't know.
"Sam, I have a special project that needs your attention." Miss Parker informed Sam of his duties and how he should proceed to handle her project. When he leaves she whips out her cell phone, "Is the jet ready yet?' she demands to the person on the other end of the phone.
"No, Miss Parker the jet is in need of a few repairs but will be ready in four hours," stutters a man.
"Damn, can't you move up the time frame?" questions Miss Parker.
"I could, but the plane would fall out of the sky," replies the man.
"Call me when it's ready."
"Yes, Miss Parker," stutters a person, Miss Parker snaps her cell phone closed without any other conversation. Hearing two different sets of prattling footsteps Miss Parker moves toward the airstrip knowing the Broots and Syd where on their way.
"Ok boys it looks like we're cooling our heels for the next four hours," Miss Parker informs the group, "since I don't want to stick around if you need to get dinner or cloths get them now and meet me at the plane."
"Where is Sam?" questions Syd.
"Handling a project," Miss Parker states as she walks away from them.
New York, December
A major snow front was moving in, causing all major airports to reroute planes. Most airports started to cancel flights in and out of the city. New Yorkers who were used to the abrupt weather changes, started to say that old man winter was giving them hell.
New York, December 9:30 A.M
Man rescues two children from kidnapper
The headline teaser on the New York Times caused a roll of nausea through Miss Parker's stomach.
"Hot off the presses" muttered Miss Parker. 'Great, just great wonder-boy is at it again, how am I going to explain this to the Centre much less. No, don't go there. Damn it, why can't he ever take a vacation.'
The incessant ringing of her phone her back to the present, "What?"
"Well, Miss Parker as I can hear you have not learned any phone manners."
Speaking softly, "Sorry, I didn't know it was you." Miss Parker turns away from both Sydney and Broots making sure that they couldn't hear what she was saying.
'Boy, I bet she is being chew out, damn it why can't Raines leave her alone.' "Miss Parker, if that's Raines or Lyle, tell him it's not your fault the weather was rotten and the we had to diverted to another airport to land."
Sydney says as he reaches to pull her to face him. He notices the panicked look on Parker's face. 'Damn', "Parker."
"Leave it, Syd!" hisses Miss Parker. She snaps her cell phone closed, looks wildly around. Both Sydney and Broots watch the color drain slowly out of her face.
Something is definitely wrong, patiently they wait for what Parker is struggling to say to them, both men knowing that whatever it was it was not good. Suddenly, she smiles.
"Look there is nothing left here it check out, Jarod has *obviously* gone. So Broots, I am leaving you in charge of finding a good hotel and checking us into it. Syd, if you could find a nice restaurant so that we could have any could have decent meal. Now boys, this is where I'm going to leave you. Call me on my cell when you have the name of the hotel and I will join you there." Miss Parker turns, hails a cab and quickly jumps into it.
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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 44
Dream
New York City 7:45 P.M.
Walking to her hotel Ms. Jones gets the feeling that she is being followed. 'Good boy, come to mama.' Crossing the street she enters the Marriott, she spies Grim out of the corner of her eye. Smirking 'Lets see if he's still afraid of heights' going up to the front desk she gets one of the suites, not the top floor but close enough.
She enters the elevator not seeing him since entering the building. 'Come on Grim, I know you, curiosity was always your downfall, so where are you?' She goes to her room, flicking on the lights Ms. Jones does a quick look around.
Moving the furniture around to better serve her she sets up a station in the left hand corner turns off the lights on waits. 'Come in said the spider to the fly.'
FAO Schwarz New York City 7:45 P.M.
Major Charles just could get over how child-like his children were. 'Wow, one would think none of them has ever gone to a toy store before.' Even his grandchild was amazed.
Looking around Major Charles sees Emily and Ethan in the electronics' department, 'someone is getting a Sega' Jarod was in the doll section 'wonder who he's buying that doll for' glancing around, Major Charles starts to get apprehensive, 'where's Jason?'
Jarod turns, looks at his father seeing the distress on his face he quickly looks around the store, not finding Jason dread starts to set in. Glancing back at his father again, Jarod sees his father's expression clear, a relief sigh escape. Following his father's gaze Jarod watches his child emerge from a slide in the middle of the store 'Damn a kid could get lost in here.'
Getting his feet under him, Jason stands up and waves at his grandfather. "I wonder how Broots is making out in Paris?" He over hears a girl say. "Wish I was there."
"Yeah, I know," replies another girl, "Mouse can you believe she went with Icky."
"You forget, Tracer," corrects Mouse, "he's no longer Icky, he's Junior now. She better not get any funny ideas about him.." Jason moves closer to the girls hoping to hear more of their conversation but they walk away.
Going around the corner hoping to meet the girls, but no one stands out. 'Just who the hell is Junior?' Jumping as a hand is placed on his shoulders, Jason spins around to look into the face of his father.
"You scared me."
"Sorry, but we need to leave," smirks Jarod, "we have company coming."
The Tower Centre 9:30 P.M.
Tapping her shoe impatiently Miss Parker waits for her Broots to join the group, she strides over to the coffin and looks down at Alex 'Grim still has got it.'
Smirking her resumes her previous spot on the lobby. Spying Sam, Miss Parker gestures a where is everyone? Sam gestures back I don't know.
"Sam, I have a special project that needs your attention." Miss Parker informed Sam of his duties and how he should proceed to handle her project. When he leaves she whips out her cell phone, "Is the jet ready yet?' she demands to the person on the other end of the phone.
"No, Miss Parker the jet is in need of a few repairs but will be ready in four hours," stutters a man.
"Damn, can't you move up the time frame?" questions Miss Parker.
"I could, but the plane would fall out of the sky," replies the man.
"Call me when it's ready."
"Yes, Miss Parker," stutters a person, Miss Parker snaps her cell phone closed without any other conversation. Hearing two different sets of prattling footsteps Miss Parker moves toward the airstrip knowing the Broots and Syd where on their way.
"Ok boys it looks like we're cooling our heels for the next four hours," Miss Parker informs the group, "since I don't want to stick around if you need to get dinner or cloths get them now and meet me at the plane."
"Where is Sam?" questions Syd.
"Handling a project," Miss Parker states as she walks away from them.
New York, December
A major snow front was moving in, causing all major airports to reroute planes. Most airports started to cancel flights in and out of the city. New Yorkers who were used to the abrupt weather changes, started to say that old man winter was giving them hell.
New York, December 9:30 A.M
Man rescues two children from kidnapper
The headline teaser on the New York Times caused a roll of nausea through Miss Parker's stomach.
"Hot off the presses" muttered Miss Parker. 'Great, just great wonder-boy is at it again, how am I going to explain this to the Centre much less. No, don't go there. Damn it, why can't he ever take a vacation.'
The incessant ringing of her phone her back to the present, "What?"
"Well, Miss Parker as I can hear you have not learned any phone manners."
Speaking softly, "Sorry, I didn't know it was you." Miss Parker turns away from both Sydney and Broots making sure that they couldn't hear what she was saying.
'Boy, I bet she is being chew out, damn it why can't Raines leave her alone.' "Miss Parker, if that's Raines or Lyle, tell him it's not your fault the weather was rotten and the we had to diverted to another airport to land."
Sydney says as he reaches to pull her to face him. He notices the panicked look on Parker's face. 'Damn', "Parker."
"Leave it, Syd!" hisses Miss Parker. She snaps her cell phone closed, looks wildly around. Both Sydney and Broots watch the color drain slowly out of her face.
Something is definitely wrong, patiently they wait for what Parker is struggling to say to them, both men knowing that whatever it was it was not good. Suddenly, she smiles.
"Look there is nothing left here it check out, Jarod has *obviously* gone. So Broots, I am leaving you in charge of finding a good hotel and checking us into it. Syd, if you could find a nice restaurant so that we could have any could have decent meal. Now boys, this is where I'm going to leave you. Call me on my cell when you have the name of the hotel and I will join you there." Miss Parker turns, hails a cab and quickly jumps into it.
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