Oh, poor Sydney! Oh and some other *interesting* things too.

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.

Haunted Part 3 rated pg-13

Dream



The Simm Lab The Center 10:50 A.M.

Sitting across from each other Miss Parker and Lyle glare at Raines. He sits at the head of the table waving a folder around furry written all over his face.

"What's this I hear Miss Parker," demands Raines "your home phone has been shut off for the last three weeks?"

"The property is under reconstruction," snaps Miss Parker "You know full well that Alex sent a bomb. Which almost got Syd, Broots and myself killed."

"Why should she turn the phone on when one is going to be there? She has her cell if anyone wants to reach her," hisses Lyle "This is wasting time. Is there a point to this meeting besides Miss Parker's phone?"

"Yes," snaps Raines "You're getting a new team member." Raines watches the two of them absorb the news; shock gives away quickly to anger. 'Good, now you'll have to watch your step.'

"Who?" demands Lyle.

"You'll find out," smugly says Raines

"Who?" demands Miss Parker slamming her hand on the table.

"Miss Parker," snaps Raines "Mr. Parker might have put up with your behavior, but I won't. If you can't control yourself I will personally have you sent to the re-newal wing for re-education." He watches her face pale under his threat and smiles at her evilly.

The door opens and Willie walks in. He goes up to Raines and whispers in his ear. Raines's smile widens.

"Send her in," he wheezes. Willies turns around walks back to the door and signals for the individual to enter the room.

A young woman enters wearing stilettos heels, black leather pants, forest green top which is buttoned down to just past her bra then left open. When she is closer everyone can see her hair is raven black with streaks of blood red, her eyes were a deep green highlighted by her make up.

She strides up to Raines places an imaginary kiss on his left cheek and sits down next to him. Her feet are placed on the table. Raines's practically glows.

"This idiot over here is Lyle," gesturing to the man "and this bitch is Miss Parker." Raines gets up "well I leave and let you get acquainted." Willie holds the door open for Raines, and leaves the Lab when he does.

"Very interesting," she smirks with a light Irish drawl. Shock hits Lyle as he looks at her; Miss Parker on the other hand is tiring to restrain herself from jumping up and hugging the woman.



Jarod's Lair 11:15 A.M.

Tinkering around on the computer, Ryan (Jarod's clone) comes across a memo pertaining to the meeting between Raines and the Parker twins. 'It must suck having Lyle for a twin. Poor Miss Parker.'

Reading the memo thoroughly Ryan prints it out. 'Maybe she can get him to play *dead* for Halloween.'

Typing away, Ryan hacks into Lyle's e-mail account 'trick or treat' he esthetically places an e-mail virus inside. 'God I love Halloween' moving away from Lyle's e-mail he clicks into the Centre surveillance camera's.

Finding nothing but old footage he click's on one label 'Miss Parker and guest date 9/20/01' the scene unfolds for him. He watches in fascination as Miss Parker and some girl work in her office. 'Wow is she beautiful' he clicks and maximizes the screen.

Wanting to hear her voice Ryan screeches until he fines the analog to go with the visual. He hears the conversion between the two women.

"Miss Parker," hesitates the girl.

"Yes Debbie?" answers Miss Parker. 'Her name is Debbie.'

"There is this boy," Debbie starts Miss Parker looks at her 'damn I knew it she taken' he watches her ring her hands.

"Yes," Miss Parker prompts.

"He won't leave me alone," gushes Debbie "He doesn't take no for an answer. I can't seem to get him to stop. He followed me home the other day."

Anger burns inside Ryan 'I'll hurt him.' He watches Miss Parker question Debbie drawing out the answers she needed. When she was done Debbie was scheduled to have self-defense training and Sam somebody to handle the boy. 'Thank you Miss Parker'

Hacking into Miss Parker's email Ryan finds out Debbie is at the top of her training course and currently doesn't have a boyfriend.

Pulling Debbie's email address off Miss Parker's address book Ryan emails her a short hello. Hearing his father's footsteps approaching him Ryan quickly closes down his computer not wanting to get caught.

"Hey dad."

"Yes Ryan," says Major Charles.

"It looks like the Centre has add another operative in the hunt," he hands the print out to his father who looks mildly amused.

"Why don't they just give up," laughs Major Charles "Well any news on this operative."

"I haven't started to look into it yet," replies Ryan. The front door opens and in walks Jarod, Emily and Ethan. Looking at his children, Major Charles knows that they are up to something.

"What's going on," questions Major Charles.

"Oh, nothing," replies Emily as Ethan and Jarod laugh.

"I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours," dares Ryan. Which causes Emily's eyebrows to raise in question form.

"Ok," replies Jarod "We ditched Zoe down at the grocery store." Knowing that there is more to the story they Jarod's statement Major Charles wisely decides not to pursue the subject.

"Well the Centre has add another operative," informs Ryan.

"Big deal," laughs Jarod "Who?"



Miss Parker's Office The Center 11:50 A.M.

Sitting on her couch Miss Parker is talking to the woman sitting at her desk, as she rearranges things. The door busts open "Miss Parker," starts Broots until he looks at the woman "your not Miss Parker."

"No, I'm not, but I won't tell if you don't" she drawls as she winks at him. Broots blushes deep red and he starts to stutter. "You must be Broots." He looks around the office and sees Miss Parker sitting on the couch.

"Why Miss Parker are you sitting on your couch and not at your desk," questions Broots.

"Because I'm sitting at her desk," says the woman "My name is.."

"Miss Parker," shouts Syd "They are putting another operative on Jarod's case. Why wasn't I told?" He too bursts into the room.

Seeing her sitting on her couch, Syd ignores the woman at her desk. Glaring at Miss Parker Syd's disappointment radiates from him.

"Are they always like this?"

"Yes and no," replies Miss Parker.

"As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted. My name is Ms. Wild, I'm the new operative," she drawls. Wild watches her statements impact on the two men before continuing. "And this is now our office."

Jarod's Lair 12 P.M.

Jarod hacks into the Centre's mainframe and pulls information pertaining to the new operative on his case. He prints it out without even bothering to read it. Placing it on the table he informs his family that he will read it after lunch.

The front door opens and Zoe walks in. "Jarod there you are."

"Yep, here I is," says Jarod jokingly at her.

"I looked all over the store for you, I thought I lost you," lightly scolds Zoe.

'No I lost you' smiling at Ethan, Jarod walks towards the kitchen. Ethan shakes his head wondering how a person could be so dense.

Zoe picks up the papers Jarod put on the table and starts to read. "Wow, this is one amazing woman." Her comment catches Jarod's attention.

"What makes you say that?" he questions.

"Well for starters her track record for finding missing persons is at an impressive ninety two percent. Even if the trail is years old," states Zoe. Looking at Ethan "You know Jarod, you should hire her to find your mom," she sneers. Ethan goes pale and glares at Zoe.

"Give me those," snaps Jarod grapping them out of her hands. He quickly sums up the information.

"Dad" he bellows. Major Charles comes quickly into the room, looking at Ethan's shocked face to Jarod's worried expression panic hits him for the first time in weeks.

"What," he croaks 'not Margaret.'

"This operative the Centre hired," starts Jarod, Major Charles releases a sigh "Is a fucking blood hound. According to this she can find just about anyone."

"That's not good," mutters Major Charles "And she has been assigned to you."



Miss Parker's Office The Center 11:50 A.M.

"Oh, do I still report to Miss Parker," questions Broots.

"Yes, you see your still on her team not mine," informs Wild.

"What do you mean?" demands Syd.

"I'm not on Jarod's case doctor," smirks Wild "I'm on his mothers."

"What!" squeaks Broots.

"Miss Parker how could you?" condemns Syd.

"First off doctor," hisses Wild "this is the Centre."

"I know that," shouts Syd.

"Do you?" challenges Wild.

"I have been here longer then you," sneers Syd.

Anger radiates from her "This is not your own *personal simulation* on real life. Second off Miss Parker didn't hire me Raines did. Third off if you can't show *respect* for your superior you *can* and *will* be replaced. Have I made myself clear," threatens Wild.

Syd swallows hard, turns and walks out of the office.

"Something you wanted Broots," questions Miss Parker.

"No, this came for you, its from Jarod," mutters Broots as he hands it over to her. Quickly Broots leaves the room.

"Nice," snickers Miss Parker she turns over Jarod's gift without opening it.

"Was trying. We meeting," comments Wild.

"Yep, later."

Jarod's Lair 8 P.M.

Picking up his cell phone he hits the speed dial hearing it ring once before she answers.

"What," she says.

"Miss Parker," whispers Jarod.

"Jarod," croaks Miss Parker.

"Did you receive my gift yet," questions Jarod. Lately he's been feeling her pull back from him. He doesn't like it; even time he tries to get close to her someone else is around. Lately it's been a sweeper or Lyle.

"Oh, yeah Broots just gave it to me," replies Miss Parker "I haven't had a chance to look at it yet."

"Well that's ok. How are you?" asks Jarod hoping for more then one-word answers.

"Fine," she replies. Jarod feels his anger rising until his rational mind tells him the phone is probably bugged and she's showing more caution then him. Nonetheless he decides to play with her.

"I know about the new operative," smirks Jarod.

"Oh," she croaks, he hears someone in the background snap their fingers.

"Jarod, I presume," she drawls.

"Yes," he smirks "who is this?"

"Ms. Wild. In charge of finding your mum," the light Irish drawl crawls on him causing him to shiver.

"Good luck," snickers Jarod "If I can't find her, neither will you."

"Thanks," she chirps "for the good luck. As for finding her, I've already have." He hears the dial tone in his ear, before he realizes she hung up on him.

"Dad," croaks Jarod "we have a problem."



J.P. Fitzgerald's 8:10 P.M.

Hanging up Miss Parker's cell phone she hands it back to her. Smirking at Lyle she grabs one of his fries off his plate.

"Why did you do that?" questions Lyle "and how did you Raines to hire you?"

"Simple, distraction," answers Wild "Raines was easy. Chloe cracked into the FBI headquarters put my name on the list of finders for hire and here I am. I would only do this for you two. I value my privacy and my gifts."

"Distraction," questions Lyle.

"Yes, Bobby distraction. He will be focused on me, not you or Cat," explains Wild "his whole family will be and so will certain other persons. So when ya pull your latest stunt no one will be watching ya."

"That's almost brilliant," sneers Bobby "only problem is you don't have his mother. You haven't found her. Raines knows this."

"Bobby," growls Wild "I know what I'm doing. I'm the only one here who doesn't need a distraction."

"I know this," sighs Bobby "But Jarod has a nasty temper. I don't want to explain to Chloe what's going on."

"Explain what?" growls Wild "that ya getting ya son. Don't be daft she already knows. Jarod will look at it as a learning experience."

"Wild," laughs Cat "can handle Jarod, Bobby after all she has been handling your mistake in Texas for a while now."

"Yeah, if you hadn't jumped the gun, we wouldn't have to deal with it," agrees Wild.

Holding his hands in the air Bobby defenses himself "Hey, how was I supposed to know, that in the numerous times Jarod could have played dead he wouldn't. And how was I supposed to know that his brother didn't dead in that stupid van."

"It's called learning to handle the unexpected," snickers Cat as she swipes a fry from Bobby's plate.

"Here eat them all why don't you," grumbles Bobby pushing his plate toward Cat and Wild. He brightens up "I have a phone call to make." Getting out of the booth he practically skips to the phone.

"She has him whipped," comments Wild.

"Yeah I know," laughs Cat "It's great. Any time Bobby starts to act up all I have to do is call Chloe."

"Well," Wild starts "What about you?" She watches Cat slump a little.

"I thought I had something, which turned into nothing," she mutters.

"Really," eating another fry "He toss ya."

"No, I found out on my own he was using me. His girlfriend, which Bobby did confirmed was talking about her up coming wedding. So it turned into nothing."

"Did you ask him if he was getten hitched?" questions Wild "cause claim something is easy, backen it up aren't."

"Why? So he can deny it," she sighs.

"You mean to tell me," drawls Wild "that you're not even gonna fight for what ya want? Where's the Miss Parker I know, cuz ya aren't her. She would've taken the bitch out. Besides this is the man that has been casing ya for years since he flew the coup. Mist'r honesty? Hmm, does wash with the scenario ya given?"

"No," admits Cat "I guess I'm not thinking straight."

"No ya bloody aren't, but I won't hold it against ya," agrees Wild "but until we know for certain we won't be tellen Bobby. We certainly won't be tellen about that other gift Jarod gave ya."

Cat blushes looks down toward her stomach, places both hands over it and nods her head in agreement. Hearing Bobby walking back to the booth, both ladies quickly changed the subject.

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