Disclaimer: As you're all aware I do not own these characters, I am just borrowing them. I do own the characters of Sara, Michelle, John and Dave but I don't really care about them.

Summary: Miss Parker and Jarod share a dream and are both shocked by the outcome.

Comment: I like this story and it is the first in a series that I'm writing so bare with me.

A Dream Shared

Miss Parker had her gun raised as she turned the corner wearily.

"Come on Boy Wonder. It's no fun if you don't give me a clue." A box moved in the distance. "Got ya!" She thought to herself. Slowly she geared in on him. All of a sudden a box came at her face from her side and the next thing she knew she was on the ground. She looked up and saw Jarod standing over her with his irritating smirk and her gun in her hand.

"Miss Parker. You shouldn't always believe your eyes. I thought you knew that." Jarod bent down and reached for her hand to help her up. Miss Parker thought Jarod had lost his mind with this act. If it weren't for the fact that he was holding her gun she would have had him. Jarod stood holding her hand, staring into her eyes. A flood of memories of the past that he and Miss Parker had once shared came rushing into Jarod's head.

"Do you ever think about our childhood?" Jarod asked her. The change in topic and the loneliness of his eyes caught Miss Parker by surprise. Of course she thought about their childhood, but she couldn't let him know that.

"I've tries to repress it, thankyou very much." Miss Parker lied. The loneliness in Jarod's eyes grew so much; it looked like his eyes were black holes of loneliness. A flood of emotions for Jarod that Miss Parker thought she had forgotten came back in a flash. The next few moments were blurred but it was like they were children again. Miss Parker looked into Jarod's eyes with a look of both innocence and love. Suddenly they found themselves in a passionate kiss.

CRACK!!!

Miss Parker started awake. The lightning mustn't have been very far away. Suddenly the dream she had just had rushed back into her head. She had no idea where that dream had come from. Her feelings for Jarod had died a long time ago. The only feelings she had for him now were annoyance and even a bit of hatred. Well that's what she'd convinced herself at least. Miss Parker tried to convince herself that it was just a silly dream. But there was still that nagging feeling that it was more.

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The elevator doors opened to the cold, sterile offices and rooms Miss Parker knew all too well. Broots was there to meet her.

"Miss Parker. You look awful!" Broots exclaimed at how tired she looked. It was true. After she'd had that dream she couldn't sleep and whenever she closed her eyes all she saw were Jarod's scared, caring and lonely eyes.

"Gee, thanks Broots. You really know how to make a woman feel special." Miss Parker said sarcastically. Broots shrank feeling low. Miss Parker couldn't help but feel sorry for him. After all, it was the truth. She was about to apologise when he interrupted her. And it was just as well because then he would have seen her going weak.

"Miss Parker. We have a hit." Broots said still sounding dishevelled. "Jarod!?" Miss Parker said with just a little too much desire in her voice. Broots seemed stunned at her tone. Miss Parker sensed what he was thinking and dragged him into their usual room where Sidney was sitting enjoying a cup of coffee. Miss Parker spoke in a soft, low tone through clenched teeth.

"Broots. I'm obviously not feeling well, so how about we just ignore it for today?" Broots looked at her wide eyed and open mouthed. How could they ignore it? He was about to say this, but the look Miss Parker gave him told him not to.

"Broots, could you leave Miss Parker and I alone for a moment?" Sidney asked wanting to get to the bottom of Miss Parkers slip in her quest. Broots had no problem with this and left watching Miss Parker massage her temple.

"Is there anything you would like to talk to me about?" Sidney asked.

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Jarod's eyes darted the room. He knew Miss Parker wasn't far behind him.

"Come on Boy Wonder. It's no fun if you don't give me a clue." He heard Miss Parker say as she turned the corner with her gun raised. He pulled a string that was tied to a box across the room to make it look like it was him behind it. She started walking slowly to where the box was. This was Jarod's chance. He picked up a box next to him and threw it at her. He watched as she tumbled to the floor. Jarod stepped out from his hiding place. He stood over her and smirked.

"Miss Parker. You shouldn't always believe your eyes. I thought you knew that." Jarod was amused that his plan worked. He bent down and picked up her gun before she saw it. He put his hand out to help her up and she took it. He stood and looked in her eyes as a flood of memories from their childhood rushed into his head.

"Do you ever think about our childhood?" He asked her. He couldn't hide the fact that he was very lonely from his eyes.

"I've tried to repress it thankyou very much." He could tell that she was lying, but still it made him sad that she felt the need to lie to him. Miss Parker was now looking back in his eyes and he could tell she was remembering their time together as children. The moments following were a complete blur, but the next thing he knew they were in a passionate kiss.

SLAM!!!

"I'm sorry, did I wake you?" Jarod raised his head to see Sara standing over him. Sara was a tall, leggy blonde who he was helping to find her son. He felt sorry for her because her husband had died and then the next week her 2 year old son went missing. He had been missing for a month but Jarod still had the feeling he was still alive.

"No it's alright I had to get up anyway." Jarod said, wiping the sleep from his eyes. He had forgotten his dream as soon as he woke up.

"I just hope I didn't disturb your dream. You looked as though it was a good one." Jarod looked at her lopsided trying to remember his dream.

"That's funny. I can't remember what my dream was about."

"Maybe I can help you. You kept saying the name 'Miss'. something. What was it? Oh, that's right, 'Miss . Parker'. Yeah that's it." The words 'Miss Parker' made him remember his dream piece by piece. First hiding from her and last kissing her. It had been a long time since he'd dreamt of her in that way.

"How strange!" Jarod tried dismissing the dream as just an old hope that his heart hadn't forgotten. He tried to focus on Sara who was now talking about places her son used to play but the picture of him and Miss Parker kissing kept playing in his head. It wasn't like a normal dream. It was. different. somehow.

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Jarod watched from the crowd as Michelle covered a box with a sheet. As soon as he had met her he had a weird feeling about her. Michelle had been Sara's husbands assistant after Sara had had their son. Sara's husband had been a magician and Sara had been his assistant before she gave birth. She had started to wonder what Michelle's relationship was with her husband as she overheard them talking about where they were going to meet late one night after their set. Jarod had a feeling that they were having an affair and he had faked his death. He also had the feeling that they had something to do with John, Sara's son, going missing. Michelle came off stage and sat at the table with Jarod.

"Well if it isn't Jarod the Magnificent. Have you come to scope out the competition or have you come to scope out a new assistant?" Jarod couldn't stand her. He knew she had something to do with John's disappearance.

"Well actually I came for the show. I'm not a very competitive person." Michelle couldn't believe her ears. He didn't even try to come onto her. This just made her want to try harder. She loved men who were hard to get.

She got up and left the table. Jarod took his hand out of his pocket and walked out the door. He looked at the wallet and opened it. His time as a pick-pocket had paid off. Inside a hidden compartment was a picture of Michelle, John and Sara's dead husband Dave. He took a closer look at the picture. He needed to see when this picture was taken. He took it back to his room and scanned it into his computer. The picture was taken at a Fate. He noticed a banner in the background. He zoomed in on the banner and read what it said.

"Family Picnic January 2003. Got ya!" Jarod had his proof. This picture was only taken a few weeks ago, in a time when Dave was supposed to be dead. He finally had his proof.

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"Sidney it's nothing. I just didn't get a good night sleep. The storm kept me up. That's all. I swear." She hated lying to him, but she couldn't let him find out that she'd dreamt of Jarod that way. He'd just try to analyse it. But she knew it was nothing.

"Well if you're just tired then do me a favour and go and get some sleep. You can go and lay down in your office. I'll make sure no one disturbs you." Sidney didn't buy her explanation at all. He knew her too well to fall for one of her lies. He was too concerned for her to keep up with it. She did look tired and she needs her sleep. Chasing Jarod takes too much out of her.

"Maybe I will." Miss Parker walked to her office and sat in her chair. Before she knew it she had drifted to sleep.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

Miss Parker felt an overwhelming sense of déjà vu. She turned the corner and saw a box move. At first she was going to go over to the box, but something told her not to. Instead she turned to her side and saw Jarod. She put her gun to his head.

"I got you now Jarod. Now get up and come with me." Jarod looked at her confused. She could tell he expected his plan to work, but this time it was her that was one step in front of him.

"Miss Parker. You got me. But where's your backup?" Jarod still seemed cocky. He was right though. She didn't know where her backup was. She looked around. No Sidney. No Broots. No Sweepers. She was all alone. Before she knew it Jarod had grabbed her gun and it was now pointed towards her.

"How did you .?"

"Simple. The hand is quicker than the eye." Jarod waved his hands about and produced a bouquet of flowers. He handed them over to her. She looked down at them. They were beautiful. They reminded her of something but she wasn't sure what. He looked at her and smiled. She melted with his gaze. All of the things they had put each other through ran through her mind. Suddenly they didn't seem to matter.

"Jarod, they're beautiful. But why give them to me. After all I've put you through." Jarod's gaze became even more intense.

"Beautiful flowers for a beautiful lady." The gun in his hand fell to his side. Miss Parker couldn't hold back anymore. She lent in and kissed him.

KNOCK, KNOCK!

Miss Parker woke up to see Lyle standing at her door.

"Oh I'm sorry. Were you sleeping?" Lyle had a smirk on his face. He knew she was sleeping. That's why he knocked so loud.

"What do you want my dear brother." Miss Parker said annoyed that she'd been woken up.

"I just wanted to know why you're not on a plane on your way to look for Jarod right now."

"I'm not feeling well. Besides I bet by the time we got there he'd be gone anyway." Mr. Lyle seemed stunned, like he knew something.

"That's funny. We just found out that he left where we thought he was two days ago. You wouldn't happen to know something we don't." She couldn't believe it. Lyle just accused her of not sharing information with The Centre. She dedicated her whole life to The Centre, even at the expense of her own happiness.

"Lyle, if I did know something about Jarod everyone would know about it." She was ready to throttle Lyle. She wasn't feeling well. That was the only reason why she hadn't chased after him. She'd told herself that that was the only reason but deep down she knew that it wasn't true.

"Well next time we have a hit you'd better be out of here fast to catch him or I'll tell daddy." Lyle sounded like a petty child.

"Well I wouldn't want daddy to be angry." There was some truth to what she was saying. If her father thought that her allegiance was to somewhere other than The Centre there would be hell to pay.

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Broots knocked softly on Miss Parker's door. After what she was like yesterday he didn't want to mess with her. He just hoped she had had a better nights sleep and wasn't so grumpy.

"What?" He couldn't tell if she was in a good mood or not. She always said that when someone knocked on her door. He entered slowly and saw Miss Parker put something back into a draw quickly.

"Miss Parker I think I know where Jarod is." He saw Miss Parker's face light up. He wasn't sure whether it was due to the fact that they could find him or something else.

"Well what are you waiting for? Where is he?"

"Well Debbie wanted to see a magician so I looked for magicians on the internet and I came across this." He lifted up a brochure that had a picture of Jarod on it. He was wearing a top hat and a cape on and was holding a bunch of flowers. The flowers looked familiar to Miss Parker but she wasn't sure why. Standing next to Jarod was a blonde woman who Jarod was giving the flowers to. Miss Parker felt a little jealous but she couldn't tell why.

"If we leave now we can still catch him. He still has one more show tomorrow night." "A magician in Las Vegas! Broots, get Sidney and gas up a plane. We're going to Las Vegas." She stared back at the picture of Jarod.

"Got ya!"

* * * * * * * * * * * *

Jarod was standing on stage waiting for Michelle to arrive. He was going to catch her and Dave out for faking Dave's death then kidnapping John. Michelle walked on the stage and looked around for Jarod.

"Jarod. I'm here. You wanted to see me." A spot light shone brightly on Michelle. She couldn't see anything.

"Where are you?"

"That's what Sara said when she couldn't find John. But you didn't care about her losing her family did you?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." She was acting like she didn't know anything. Jarod was used to this so he persisted.

"You couldn't stand the fact that Sara had something you didn't. A loving husband and a beautiful son. The husband, you could take by yourself, but you weren't happy with just Dave. You had to have it all." Michelle tried to walk away but Jarod grabbed her arm and wouldn't let go. She started to get scared.

"You're scaring me. Leave me alone. I don't know what you're talking about. I don't deserve this."

"Sara was scared too. She lost her husband then her son. What did she do to deserve that? You left her to worry. Not knowing what happened to her son."

"She had everything." Michelle yelled.

"Ah finally. Now I'm getting somewhere." Jarod thought.

"All her life she had it easy. She took Dave away from me, so I took him away."

"But that wasn't enough was it?"

"NO!" Tears started streaming down her face.

"You wanted her son too." She nodded.

"I can't have children. So I took hers." Finally he had the confession but now he needed to know where John was.

"Michelle where's John?" She didn't speak. "Where is he?"

"He's in my apartment. With Dave. He's safe." Michelle collapsed to the ground. "What are you going to do to me? You can't prove anything to the police." Jarod laughed.

"That's why I have this." Jarod pulled the tape from the tape player and showed it to her before he left her crying.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

Miss Parker walked around the night club showing a picture of Jarod to anyone who approached. She showed the picture to the bar man and he pointed her to the stage. On stage were Jarod and the Blonde woman from the flyer. She was getting out of a box and the crowd was clapping. Miss Parker started walking towards the stage with Sidney behind her. The blonde woman took a microphone and began speaking.

"Ladies and gentlemen, tonight is Jarod's last night with us and I personally would like to thank him. He helped me get my son back." She looked over to where a boy about two years old was sitting and smiled. "And he also showed me what a sleaze my ex-husband was." The crowd laughed. "Please join me in giving him a round of applause." She started clapping and everyone else did too. Miss Parker and Sidney joined in so as not to stand out. The blonde woman kissed Jarod and he seemed stunned. Miss Parker felt a stab of jealousy.

Jarod looked into the crowd and saw Sidney and Miss Parker. He was shocked to see them there. He wasn't expecting them to find him yet. He felt panicked but didn't want to show it. He took the microphone from Sara.

"Thankyou very much. You have been an excellent audience. Goodnight." He looked at Sara as if to say goodbye and she understood. She led the applause again. Jarod went backstage and started to run.

Miss Parker knew what he was going to do. She started after him and she quickly bridged the gap between them. Jarod ran into a warehouse.

The warehouse was familiar to both of them. It was the ware house from their dreams.

Miss Parker walked in slowly. She knew there was nowhere for him to go. She raised her gun wearily.

"Jarod. I know what you're going to do. I dreamt this." The words were out of her mouth before she could stop herself. Jarod walked out calmly from behind a stack of boxes.

"You dreamt this? Do you dream of me often?" Jarod was first shocked to learn she had shared his dream but then amused that she dreamt of him.

"No. I don't. This was a one off time." Jarod looked at her knowing she was lying. "Okay. I dreamt of you more than once but it was all to do with this." She felt defeated.

"I've dreamt this too." Jarod admitted. This time it was Miss Parker who was shocked to learn of this.

"Do you dream of me often?" Miss Parker also found it amusing.

"I used to." Jarod admitted to her. "Not much anymore. And when I do it's usually you chasing me. But this time it was different. This time we." He hesitated, frightened that it was only him who'd dreamt of them kissing. He was about to finish when Miss Parker finished for him.

"Kissed. This time we kissed. Didn't we?" After she'd said it she wanted to take it back. Jarod nodded. He took a step closer. She seemed alarmed.

"What's wrong? I won't hurt you." The loneliness she had seen in Jarod's eyes in her dreams became a reality.

"How do you know I won't hurt you? I'm the one with the gun here." Jarod scoffed. He made a sudden move and her gun was in his hand.

"Well I have the gun now. The hand is quicker than the eye." The last part reminded Miss Parker of her dream. Jarod waved his arms and produced a bunch of flowers. He handed them to her. She smiled, remembering her dream further.

"Pretty flowers for a pretty lady." Miss Parker remembered out loud. Jarod seemed stunned.

"I was just about to say that." This time it was Miss Parker who took a step closer. Jarod was alarmed. Not only that this seemed familiar but also that he wanted to reach out and kiss her just like he had in his dream. Miss Parker wanted the same thing. She took another step towards him and lent in to kiss him. Jarod pulled back.

"Where's your backup?" He felt like it was all a trap. Playing on his feelings. Miss Parker looked around.

"I guess I outran them. They don't know where I am." Jarod looked back down at her wanting to kiss her more than ever before.

"They'll find us." Miss Parker looked back up at him and couldn't resist the temptation any longer. She kissed him passionately and he returned the kiss. They both pulled away at the same time.

"What about Miss Tall, blonde and leggy?" Miss Parker asked becoming jealous again.

"Sara? We're just friends. I helped her find her son. What about The Centre?" They both realised that it would never work.

"I can't leave it. I have to stay, which means I have to keep chasing you." The reality of their situation hit them both.

"Well at least we'll always remember this. I know I'll never forget it." Jarod didn't want to be saying this but he knew it was true.

"I'll never forget it either. Jarod I'm going to let you go. today. But I will keep hunting for you. Maybe more now." Miss Parker let out a small dejected laugh. Jarod kissed her again and ran off. Miss Parker hated herself for letting him get away, for kissing him, for having those feelings for him, but she hated herself more for not going with him. She gathered her composure and walked back out of the warehouse. Sidney came running up.

"I thought I saw him run in there. I searched everywhere in there for him. I guess I was wrong." Miss Parker felt bad lying to Sidney again but there was nothing else to do.

"That's okay. We'll look around a little longer but I don't think we'll find him." Miss Parker laughed.

"No. Neither do I."

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Miss Parker sat at her desk and looked at the file phot of Jarod. She kept replaying what had happened in Vegas in her mind. There was a knock at the door so she hid her photo in it's usual place in her desk. Broots walked into the room carrying a box.

"It'd for you. I think it's from Jarod." Miss Parker stared at him until he walked away. She opened it and found the flowers Jarod had given her in the warehouse. She had had to leave them behind. She had gone back to look for them but they were gone. With the flowers was a note.

"I think you forgot these. Pretty flowers for a pretty lady. Catch me if you want to." Miss Parker leant back in her chair and laughed to herself.

"Oh I want to Jarod. I definitely want to. Now more than ever."

THE END!