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Summary: Clues to the past bring Ms. Parker and Jarod back together again. Very involved in IOTH, but you can understand it without having seen it. Ties up most story lines. Mostly from Ms. Parker's point of view. Chapters are short.
The Truth Is Waiting
By Bec-Bec
Chapter 13
Who is Anna Parker?
"Jarod! Jarod!" Ms. Parker screamed. It was noon, but the drapes were drawn to keep the sun out. Jarod was awakened by the familiar words of Ms. Parker's nightmare. The difference was, this time he was there to comfort her. He walked over to the bed and shook her slightly.
"Ms. Parker, wake up."
Ms. Parker slowly woke from her dream and soft tears began to roll down her cheeks. "Jarod, I thought the nigtmares would stop now."
Jarod sat on the bed and pulled her into a warm hug. He stroked her cheek. "Shh…it's okay"
"Jarod, why am I still dreaming?"
"I don't know, Parker. What are you dreaming about? Sydney didn't tell me what happened in your dream, just that I was there and so was Raines."
Ms. Parker recounted her dream, with the Anna Parker addition, and then slumped back down onto the bed.
"Well, it seems to me that we need to find out who this Anna Parker is." Jarod replied calmly.
"And how am I gonna do that, Wonder Boy? Do I look like I've got the Centre's files stashed in my luggage," Ms. Parker said, with some of her usual brashness reentering her voice.
"We'll find out the same way I always find something, hack into the Centre's files or make Broots do all the dirty work by delivering a clue to the Centre."
Ms. Parker laughed. "Lets make Broots do the dirty work. I'd love to see what he and Dr. Freud come up with, without me around."
"Okay, but we have to come up with a really great clue first." Jarod smiled. "It can't be anything easy."
"Speaking of clues, Jarod, what did the empty box mean?"
"You didn't know?" Jarod said in disbelief. "I was sure you'd figure that one out really easily."
"Nope, I've got no idea what it meant."
"Hmm…I'm not sure if I want to tell you now." Jarod laughed.
"Tell me," Ms. Parker said.
"Nope."
"Come on, tell me."
"No."
"Jarod!"
"Non, Mademoiselle Parker, Je refuse de le dit."
"That's so unfair Wonder Boy," she said as she swatted him with a pillow. "For all I know, you just said that you refuse to eat soap!"
"No, I believe I said that I won't tell, but my French isn't perfect either." Jarod laughed.
"Tell me"
"No!"
"Come on, tell me." She tackled him on the bed.
Jarod just stared up at her for a while, smiling at her playfullness. This was exactly where he wanted to be. "Fine, I'll tell you. Do you remember what my note said?"
"It said that you were close and that even if I chased you, you might not run."
"Okay, well what color was the box?"
"You're just toying with me aren't you, Wonder Boy," Ms. Parker said hotly.
"No, I'm completely serious."
"Alright, I'll bite, the box was gold."
"All that glitters isn't gold."
"What?"
"All that glitters isn't gold, that was my message." Jarod smiled proudly.
"Okay, you're going to have to explain this one to me."
"The box was empty, but you were expecting to find a clue from me, it's emptiness showed that despite the fact that it glittered it wasn't the gold of a clue. It also meant that the chase you've been on wasn't what it seemed to be. It was actually very simple."Jarod chuckled.
"Yah, sure, I don't think even Dr. Freud would have figured that one out. In fact, he's probably still working on it." Ms. Parker laughed at the thought.
"Probably." Jarod smiled up at her. He was about to pull her down to him for a good morning kiss, when she sat back up.
"Not so fast, Wonder Boy, first things first, what clue are we going to send Dr. Spock and the Computer nerd? And don't make it as hard as that empty box."
Jarod sighed, "Fine." Then he laughed again. He sat up. "Well, what says Anna Parker the easiest?"
"A piece of paper that says Anna Parker," Ms. Parker said flatly.
"What fun is that? I thought you wanted to give Broots and Sydney the run around," Jarod remarked.
"True…fine, what do you have in mind?" Ms. Parker said.
"How about if we send them a set of 10 words, each containing one letter from the name Anna Parker, and wait for them to find all of the combinations of letters?"
"Sounds long and complicated…I like it." Ms. Parker laughed.
"Good, do I get my kiss now?"
"Well, I don't know, Wonder Boy, that depends on…"
She was cut off as Jarod pulled her over to him and kissed her.