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Haunted Part 2 rated pg-13

Dream



Miss Parker's Office The Center 9:50 A.M.

"Miss Parker," says Broots excited as a little boy "Miss Parker," she looks at him with amused eyes 'doesn't he ever get tired of Jarod's little games' "Your not going to believe this. Mandy down in."

"Broots," snaps Miss Parker "Point." She coughs her cold has resided into a light cough.

"Hmm, ok. Well the glue as it turns out is a special workman's glue," starts Broots.

"Let me guess, Superglue," sighs Miss Parker.

"Yeah, but it's a special glue only used in construction," answers Broots.

"Have you narrowed down the field as to where?" demands Miss Parker.

"Yes, it was recently used in an apartment building in Chicago," replies Broots.

"What are you waiting for get the jet ready!" snaps Miss Parker. When he leaves she pinches the bridge of her nose. 'What did I do to deserve this?' Getting up she walks around her desk collecting her things, when the door creaks open.

"Miss Parker," purrs Cox.

"Mr. Cox," replies Miss Parker.

"Going some where?" questions Cox.

"Yes, we have a hit on Jarod," she says as she turns to leave. Cox pushes her up against her desk. Startled she hurriedly tries to regain her balance. Cox leans in and captures both of her wrists and pins them to the desk. Slowly he forces her down to her desktop.

Struggling to remove Cox's body, panic hits her 'Bobby!' her mind screams. Cox inches his face closer to hers when her door bursts open.

"Cox," snaps Lyle "there is *no* time for this." When Cox doesn't move away fast enough Lyle grabs his grease hair and yanks it back. "I said no time," Lyle hisses at him. Holding out his hand for Miss Parker and he helps her up.

"You have a plane waiting for you," mutters Lyle glaring at Cox. Miss Parker swiftly exists the room and Lyle follows her.

"Lyle," she starts until she hears footsteps coming their way "what are you doing here?" she hisses.

"Coming with you," snaps Lyle as he sees Syd approaching them, he quickly whispers to her "Please, I'm begging." She shakes her head and smirks at him.

"Syd," says Miss Parker "Since Lyle is coming with me and Broots is not going do to Debbie's dance recital. I think you should sit this one out."

"But Miss Parker," Syd starts.

"You're staying here," snaps Lyle as he walks away.

"Syd try to get some work done then go home and enjoy the weekend. Personally I don't think Jarod is there any more," soothes Miss Parker "It an old hit anyway."

"Oh, enjoy your self then," mutters Syd as his shoulders slumps down and returns the way he came.



Centre Jet 10:15 A.M.

"Lyle," starts Miss Parker.

"Cat," replies Lyle, as she glares at him "Come on its only Sam and he knows *just* about everything."

"Fine, Bobby," says Cat "I wanted to say thanks for helping with Cox."

"Let me know if he tries any more shit," growls Bobby "Damn you're loud when you panic."

"Well thanks," she mutters "I just wanted to be sure you heard me."

"I *always* hear you," seeing her dumbfound expression "only when you panic or are in pain. That's it! Otherwise its dead silent."

"Same here," she replies to his unspoken question. "I called Wild, she's thrilled we're coming this year."

"Yeah, I'm looking forward to it too," smiles Bobby "I can't wait to see my Chloe and the baby again."

"I know, me too. That kid needs a name we can't always be calling him baby Parker," starts Cat.

"I know, Chloe was thinking of calling him," sighs Lyle "Robbie Jr."

"Oh, that's right blood tests came back," squeals Cat as she grins "Its official I'm an Auntie."

"Lay off," grins Lyle "Yes it's my kid. The strange thing is" he tries to brace her "it's also Chloe's."

"What!" shouts Cat as she stands up looms over Bobby. He puts his arms over his face as she starts to pummel him.

"Cat, please," he pleads "Sam help, Sam!"

"You're on your own," he states as Miss Parker clams down enough to sit back in her chair.

"How?" snaps Cat.

"Well, remember when we were little," watching her nod her head "And Chloe got sick. She was taken to a substation of the Centre. Once Chloe was there, Mr. Raines ordered her doctors to remove part of her ovaries. Which is why it took her so long to recover."

"Damn," mutters Cat "And when she grow up and wanted kids, they told her, she couldn't have any do to .." Cat grimaces "I'm so sorry Bobby."

"Don't be," smiles Bobby "I'm not. I have a beautiful baby boy, by the love of my life. Not everyone can say that."

Chicago 12:30 P.M.

The car pulls up to the apartment complex, before it comes to a complete stop Miss Parker is out the door and walking toward the building. After the car stops Lyle gets out straightens his jacket, shakes his head and walks towards the building.

Inside he can hear the apartment manager being grilled by her. "Damn is she good.'

Within minutes they are shown to Jarod's apartment. After looking around for a few minutes Lyle decides to call it quits.

"Hey Parker why don't we stay here for the weekend, claim we're tracking clues or something?" questions Lyle "I just want to relax away from loonville. We can get together on Sunday at 9 p.m. at me place and fly home."

"Ok," replies Parker "See you later." Lyle opens the door and shouts bye as he leaves. Miss Parker continues to look around. Hearing the door open again she shakes her head 'wonder what he has forgotten now.'

"Forget something?" questions Miss Parker from the bathroom she waits for him to reply.

Getting no reply she leaves the bathroom and enters the master bedroom. Looking around she notices something is different but couldn't put her finger on it. Walking toward the door she reaches the frame before she sees him.

"Jarod?" asks Miss Parker.

He smirks at her "Miss Parker." Glaring at him she expects him to start running any minute now. Instead he stands there, looking at her.

"Getting brave?" smirks Miss Parker.

"What makes you say that?" questions Jarod.

"Well for starters, you're still here," gestures with her hand "knowing full well that I don't come alone." She steps toward him reaching behind her back, feeling for her gun. 'Damn gave it to Lyle to hold' she forces her face to go blank.

'Shit' moving toward her, 'wait she hasn't pulled out her gun' watching her closely 'blank face, she doesn't have it' he smirks at her. "The question is: Are you feeling brave today Miss Parker?"

"What makes you say that?" purrs Miss Parker, as he gets closer.

"You don't have your gun with you," states Jarod as he reaches around her trapping her hand behind her back. He pulls her close to him.

"What do you think you're doing?" questions Miss Parker.

"What we both want," whispers Jarod into Miss Parkers ear causing a shiver to run though her. He breathes in her perfume. One hand stills has hers, the other slides up her back and into her hair.

"What! You can't begin to know what I want," whispers Miss Parker almost purring.

"Why Miss Parker that sounds an awful lot like a challenge," he says as he places a small bite on her earlobe. Then kisses right below, making a trail to her mouth.

He places a soft kiss with little pressure, then one more. The next kiss has a little pressure he outlines her mouth with his tongue. When he kisses her again she opens her mouth and kisses him back. Their tongues explore each other's mouth.

His grip around her waist tightens as he tries to pull their bodies closer together. She grinned and began to suck on his lower lip, eliciting a deep moan from radiating from his chest. Catherine pulled back as much as she could to breathe, but Jarod refused to loosen his hold on her. He swiftly pulled her lips to his again and backed her toward the bed.

Miss Parker wrapped her free arm around his neck as they kissed. Jarod moved her backward until the bed hit the backs of her legs, and then he slowly leaned them down. She pulled away from his mouth to breathe and looked at him.

"We shouldn't be doing this," she said. Jarod smirked and laid his forearms on either side of her, effectively pinning her to the spot she was in.

"Do you want to stop?" He asked. Her smile was slowly spreading across her face.

"No," she said. He leaned down and kissed her again, leaving her lips swollen and her eyes only half open from the pleasure that was beginning to course through her.

"We don't have a problem then." He moved his lips from hers along her jaw line until he reached her neck. He ran his tongue along her neck and then nibbled gently in the spot with his teeth. He placed wet kisses up and down then his warm breath caressed it, sending a shiver through Parker's body.

"Make love with me Catherine." She made a small whimpering sound and nodded. They started to remove each other's clothing. She ground her hips against him and he groaned.

Slowly Jarod makes love to his Catherine. They're breathing ragged.

Now that he has her, he didn't want to let her go. He rolled onto his side to look at her. Her breathing had returned almost to normal, but her lips were still swollen and her eyes were still closed.

"Stay," Jarod whispers.

"I'll stay," she whispers back.

He rolls off pulling her and the top sheet with them. She lies on him tracing circles across his chest. He's doing the same thing to her back. He kisses the top of her head. They listen to each other breathing lulls them to sleep.



Jarod apartment Sunday 10:30 A.M.

Jarod woke up with Catherine still wrapped around him. 'Now this is how I *always* to wake up,' he thought with a smirk. Last night had been incredible. He looked down at her face as she slept. Muttering his name she moved even closer to him. He was going to make this work, he decided.

When she starts to stir "Good Morning," he whispers in her ear.

"Morning," she gasps after Jarod kisses her. Slowly she disentangles herself and heads to the shower. When the water is running Jarod brings in the towels. He opens the door in the shower.

"I've brought you towels," he tells her, her eyes were half opened.

"Good," she mutters "Now get in here, it's getting cold."



Jarod Apartment Complex The elevator 2:30 P.M.

Reaching the ground level Miss Parker is chirper. Happiness radiates from her, which causes her to glow. 'We certainly got to know each other on another level.'

The elevator door opens and she strides across the lobby. She spots a gaudy looking woman muttering to the apartment complex desk clerk. 'God someone should report her to the fashion police. She's looking at me kind of strangely.'

"I wonder how Jarod's weekend of freedom was?" questions Zoe "God I hope he got rid of all of his doubts. The last thing I need is my groom doubting our future."

"I don't know Zoe. Jarod stayed in his apartment all weekend, here is the extra key," says the desk clerk "Now remember its Room 510."

Shock hits her, 'that's my Jarod's room' she goes on autopilot and keeps walking out of the building. She makes it outside the building before the tears start to fall silently down her face.

Hailing a taxi, Miss Parker gives Lyle's address without a second thought. The driver had to cough several times before she became aware of the fact that they were there. She reaches into her purse and pays him, then climbs out of the cab.

Lyle's Apartment Building 3 P.M.

Lifting her hand she knocks on the door, within minutes it opens. Lyle stands there looking at her tear stained face, her puff red eyes before he mutters, "It's going to be alright."

She walks into the apartment "I just need to lye down." He directs her to the spare bedroom. She walks in, plops down on the bed. Not bothering with her clothes sighs heavily and closes her eyes.



Jarod apartment Sunday 2:45 P.M.

"But Jarod," wines Zoe.

"No," shouts Jarod "Damn it. How many times do I have to tell you? I don't love you; I don't want to marry you! No matter how many times you ask."

"It's because of her," cries Zoe "she has ruined you."

"No," denies Jarod "She has made me the most happiest person in the world. I love *her* and one day I'll get *her* to marry me. But until then, I will settle for whatever she gives me."

"I wouldn't bet on that," whispers Zoe as Jarod walks away from her colleting his stuff.

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