Author's note: Thank you for the reviews. I mentioned at the start of part one about Jarod's age I'll just make it a little clearer. I said Jarod would have been about the age of 31 at the end of the last ep, not what his age is now, so D you are right Jarod would be another three years older now then what he was at the end of the last ep.

Disclaimer: See part 1 for the disclaimer.

Start of Part Two

5:15am

Sunday morning

Sydney caught Jarod before he hit the floor, he was in bad shape and from the angle of his left wrist Sydney could tell that it was clearly broken. His body showed many signs of physical abuses. He lowered Jarod to the floor on his back and checked his pulse, it was faint but there. Broots knelt next to Sydney as he checked Jarod for serious injuries.

"He needs medical attention." Sydney told Broots as he checked Jarod's eyes Sydney frowned. "He appears to be drugged."

Jarod mumbled in his pain-influenced sleep and tried to push Sydney away. Sydney caught his hands and he instantly went tense and started to shake uncontrollably. Sydney took his coat off and covered him.

"We need to get him out of here." Sydney said, heartache clear in his voice.

"We need to get him out of this house." Broots said, looking around the small room. "I....I don't think this is one of his lairs."

"You're right, give me a hand." Together they managed to get Jarod out of the basement room. They were amazed at how light he had become. They were able to get him out to the car without any problems it was lucky it was early for there was only a few people on the streets. They loaded Jarod into the back of the car as they went around the front with Sydney sitting behind the wheel.

"Where do we go now?" Broots asked Sydney. The older man looked at Broots then at Jarod. He slowly climbed out of the car and opened the back door. Sydney searched Jarod looking for any sign of were the pretender had been staying Jarod mumbled incoherently and opened his eyes slightly.

"Jarod?" Sydney asked concerned, he didn't respond. "Broots can you drive us to the Swallow's Nest Hotel." Sydney got into the back of the car next to Jarod to keep an eye on him.

7:00am

Sunday Morning

Jarod slowly started to climb through the mist covering his mind. He had no memory of what had happened before the darkness. He opened his eyes and starred up into an unknown man's face. The words 'The Centre' passed through his confused mind yet they left before he could recognise the danger behind the words. He didn't even blink as the unknown person came closer to him and placed a cold hand to his forehead.

"Jarod?" Jarod turned his head slightly to look at the speaker, the name 'Sydney' came to mind along with a few distant memories yet they were all just out of his reach. Jarod was feeling numb all over.

"Sydney?" His voice was barely a crock, a glass of water was pressed to his lips and he felt himself being lifted up until he was sitting. He took a sip of water then a gulp as the coldness of the liquid spread through his body so did the feeling of pain. He stopped drinking to clench his teeth together to stop a scream escaping his lips. Memories attacked his conscious and he moaned at the pain behind his eyes. He hadn't noticed he had curled himself into a ball with his arms covering his head.

The sight was heart wenching for the people around him. They watched as he shivered and shook mumbling incoherently, then he stoped still everyone in the room thought he had fallen into unconsciousness. Then a word escaped his lips 'Kahlia'. Sydney stepped closer to the bed and hesitantly reached out and pulled Jarod's arm away from his face. Jarod starred at him though pain filled eyes.

"Jarod can you hear me?" Sydney asked softly. The pretender nodded his head slightly, indicating he did. "Can you follow my finger with your eyes?"

Jarod looked confused for a minute and Sydney became worried. Then Jarod slowly followed the finger Sydney held up. Sydney let out the breath he was holding as he watched Jarod's eyes following his finger back and forth.

"We should let him rest." Said the unknown person in the room, which was a friend of Sydney's and a doctor. Sydney nodded once and looked down at Jarod who had already fallen asleep. Sydney sighed he would have to wait to find out what had happened to Jarod.

8:00pm

Sunday evening

A phone ringing broke through the silence in the room the three people in the room checked their phones. Sydney looked around to find the source of the ringing, he eyes settled on Jarod. Sydney searched Jarod's pockets until he found his phone.

"Hello?" Sydney asked uncertain.

"Who is this?" Some one on the other end of the line demanded.

"I am a friend of Jarod's." Sydney told him. "Who is this?"

"Names Max and I'll tell you this, you aren't going to get your hands on the girl." The man on the other end of the line stated.

"What girl?" Sydney asked.

"Only Jarod and me know where she is and if you were Jarod's friend so would you!"

"Let me talk to him." Sydney was startled by the hoarse sound of Jarod's voice. Jarod apparently had woken up when his phone had first started ringing. He now held out a shaking hand for the phone Sydney passed it over to him. Jarod layed back on the bed, supporting the phone in his right hand.

"Max you have to move her." Jarod said weakly, "they know where she is!"

"Where do you want me to move her to?" Max asked.

"Umm.I don't know." Jarod said slowly.

"Jarod are you alright?"

"Just a little ruffed up, don't worry about me. You have to take Kahlia to a safe place." Jarod turned to Sydney, Broots then the unknown doctor.

"It's safe Jarod." Sydney told him. Sydney saw trust in Jarod's eyes. "We are at the Swallow's Nest Hotel number Seven."

"Bring her to the Swallow's Nest Hotel." Jarod said into the phone still looking at Sydney. "Don't let yourself be followed, Max!"

"Right, Jarod." Max said then hanged up.

Jarod closed his eyes as a wave of pain washed over him. "Why do I have a feeling I have just sentenced her to death." Jarod mumbled. The pain that had assaulted him earlier was now a dull throb he rolled over and tried to get up. Sydney grabbed his arm and helped him.

"Thanks, Sydney." Jarod told his mentor as he sat down on the edge of the bed.

"What happened Jarod?" Sydney asked concerned.

Jarod looked at the unknown man in the room.

"I don't think we have meet." Jarod said holding out his right uninjured hand. "I'm Jarod."

"Dr. George Falconer." He shook the offered hand. "I'm also your doctor at the moment and a friend of Sydney's."

Jarod nodded to the man then looked back at Sydney.

"What happened is I underestimated what people would do if you took something away from them, that they didn't want you to take." Jarod told him.

"Wh-What did you take?" Broots asked speaking for the first time.

"My daughter." Jarod said to the now silent room.

The end of Part Two