Chapter 10
Broots leaped on to Ms. Parker, much like how a dog that has not seen its master in awhile, would.
Usually, Ms. Parker would've flung him away from her, or stood stock still and threatened her subordinate. But this time, she slowly returned his embrace.
'Oh, Ms. Parker! I am so glad to see you alive and well...especially now!'
Usually, Broots went on and on, until she finally had to tell him to shut up! But with all that was going on, Ms. Parker decided to hear him out.
'What's going on around here, Broots? Where's Sydney?'
'Oh God, Ms. Parker! I think they killed Sydney!'
'Whoa! Stop your blathering and tell me what happened?'
'First, Irina Derevko comes in here and begins rifling through Sydney's cabinets! She found some DSA's and took them...probably to Sloane!'
Ms. Parker raised an eyebrow.
'I didn't know Sydney had a private stash of DSA's...what was on them? Something about Jarod?'
Broots sighed.
'When I told Sydney about what Derevko did, he freaked, Ms. Parker.'
Ms. Parker smiled.
'Sydney does not 'freak', Broots. Did he say what was on the DSA's?'
'I'm getting to that!' Broots snapped. He then apologized quickly.
'I'm sorry, Ms. Parker! But I don't think you're taking this thing seriously!'
Ms. Parker grabbed Broots's shirt collar and pulled him to her!
'I'm getting ready to marry a total parasite! I know how serious this is! Tell me about those DSA's, Broots!'
She let go of his collar and he relaxed.
'I'm sorry, Ms. Parker. But Sydney and I have been on pins and needles ever since you disappeared! We figured Mr. Lyle killed you...and then we didn't know if either one of us was next!'
Ms. Parker stared at him. She knew he was concerned for his daughter, Debbie, and who would take care of her if anything happened to him. He had an ex-wife that was good for nothing.
'I'm sorry, Broots. I didn't mean to be inconsiderate. Now...'
Broots's eyes grew huge!
'Did you just apologize to me? And you said you didn't mean to be inconsiderate? Jarod really must've rubbed off on you.'
'Broots...'
'I'm sorry! Okay, um, no so, Sydney then came in a little bit after.'
'After Derevko took these DSA's?'
'Yes! And when I told Sydney about it, he went right to the spot that Derevko had taken them from. I then asked him what was on them, and he said the strangest thing.'
Broots then grew silent. Ms. Parker began snapping her fingers.
'Oh, yeah, he said, 'they're proof of a betrayal by me, of Jarod and Ms. Parker'. Then, Sidney Bristow, Derevko's brain-washed daughter, walked in and took our Sydney away. Even Mr. Lyle seemed a little uneasy with whatever Sidney Bristow was about to do, because he said something about not having a directive. Sidney Bristow didn't seem to care. And that was hours ago!'
'Oh damnit!' Ms. Parker swore. What had she walked back into? And if Derevko and Sloan couldn't keep their little CIA experiment, from killing Sydney, then what chance did Jarod and Abigail have? Or herself and Broots?
Ms. Parker looked at Broots.
'And Sydney said nothing about what was on these DSA's?'
'No, not a word. But he just seemed scared...not of Derevko or Sloan, but of what Jarod and you would think of him.'
Ms. Parker looked away. This whole thing got stranger and stranger by the moment! Had Sydney really been taken away and killed? And those DSA's...she couldn't imagine what could be on DSA's, that would cause both Jarod and her to be upset with Sydney!
'What happened to you, Ms. Parker? How did Jarod find you? I know Sydney said something about you being married to a doctor...'
'Never mind that now, Broots. I'm going to Sloane about those DSA's and Sydney. You just sit tight.'
'How?! I mean, Mr. Lyle and that Bristow broad could come back here any second!'
'Broots! I'm going to use some leverage as Sloane's 'fiancee' okay? If anything happens to you, or if Sydney is dead, I'll put a bullet through Sidney Bristow's forehead myself, okay?'
Broots didn't feel much better, but he nodded. He watched as Ms. Parker walked off. He turned and walked down another hallway. He decided to keep a low profile until Ms. Parker returned. As per the norm, he did not notice Angelo peering at him, through the vents.
****
Sidney Bristow re-entered the Centre and walked down the hallway towards Mr. Lyle's office. As she hurried down the hallway, she saw Ms. Parker walking towards her. Ms. Parker glanced at her as she passed, then stopped and turned around.
Sidney stared at Ms. Parker. She looked like a combination of dominatrix, Xena Warrior Princess and Elvira, Mistress of the dark. Yet, Sidney sensed that this was a role she was playing, just to get back in here with Arvin Sloane.
'I know who you are, so tell me what you've done with Sydney?' Ms. Parker asked in a low hiss.
Sidney looked around in the hallway. They were alone for now, but there were cameras. She nodded towards the Ladies Room, nearby.
'Let's go in there.' Sidney motioned.
'Why? Just answer my question!' Ms. Parker snapped.
Sidney could now see what Jarod and Ms. Parker saw in one another. They were both stubborn as hell! Sidney grabbed Ms. Parker's arm and pulled her towards the restroom! Ms. Parker, while rusty, but hardly out of shape, took her other hand and grabbed Sidney by the throat, pushing her into the bathroom!
Ms. Parker then locked the door quickly. Sidney was rubbing her throat, while eyeing Ms. Parker. Ms. Parker walked up to her.
'Now you listen to me, you little bitch! If you've harmed Sydney in any way, I'll drown you in one of those stalls! Do we understand one another?!'
'Perfectly!' Sidney said cheerfully, before punching Ms. Parker in the stomach! Ms. Parker doubled over and groaned, before struggling to straighten up. She hated being punched in the stomach!
Ms. Parker was about to hit her, when Sidney took out her gun and pointed it straight at her!
'Listen to me, and listen good. We don't have time for this.' she said. She then began to tell Ms. Parker about her faux brainwashing, about the clones being used as assassins in other countries, thus the true reason the CIA had infiltrated the Centre. Sidney then told Ms. Parker that Sydney was in protective custody, and that she had a meeting with Jarod tomorrow.
Ms. Parker did not understand anything this girl had said, and found she had more questions than ever!
'Wait! Look, I know you have to get back to my brother, but just tell me this: what is on these DSA's that your mother took from Sydney? And why are you meeting with Jarod? I sincerely hope you people aren't trying to implicate him or something!'
Sidney put away her gun.
'Jarod wants you out of here, Ms. Parker. At least, that's what we were originally meeting about.'
'What does that mean?'
Sidney just didn't think it was her place to tell Ms. Parker about what was on the DSA's, and the depth of her father, and Sydney's betrayal of both her and Jarod....and that her baby was dying. But, she could also see that this woman needed answers if she was going to play the part of Arvin Sloane's loving fiancee, convincingly.
Sidney looked back at the door, then looked at Ms. Parker.
'The DSA's contain footage of Jarod and you.' she said.
Ms. Parker didn't even blink. She just shrugged.
'Oh. Well there's a lot of those. We used to hang around each other when we were kids here.'
Sidney coughed.
'No, Ms. Parker. These DSA's are of you and Jarod when you were a bit older.'
Ms. Parker tilted her head.
'Older? Oh...I don't understand. I mean what does it matter how old we were? What possible interest could they have held for Sydney or anyone else?'
'Because, Ms.Parker, neither yourself or Jarod would remember what is on them.' Sidney finally said. She felt in the inside of her jacket. She had copies of the DSA's to take to Lyle, as proof that she had stolen them off of Sydney. She was glad they weren't damaged during her scuffle with Ms. Parker!
'What do you mean we wouldn't remember? Just spit it out, okay? Because it's clear that there's something on them that I'm not going to like!' Ms. Parker snapped. She knew when she was getting the run-around, and this felt like it big time!
Before Sidney could respond, there was a banging at the door. Both women turned to stare at the door. Mr. Lyle's voice boomed out at them.
'Ladies, since I know neither one of you is actually using the bathroom, could you please step out here.'
Ms. Parker walked towards the door, unlocked it, then grabbed Lyle's neck tie and pulled him in! She threw him onto the ground near Sidney.
Mr. Lyle coughed, then stood up. He looked around.
'The Mens looks better.' he commented.
Ms. Parker pointed at him.
'Are there cameras in here? Have you been watching women pee for years, Lyle?'
Lyle gave his sister a dirty look!
'No! But yes, there are cameras in here...this is the Centre.' he then looked at Sidney.
'We've been both called up to Sloane's office. That's what happens when you kill a pain in the ass without a directive.' he noted. He then looked at Ms. Parker.
'There's no point in getting upset, Parker. Sydney was not producing and you know it. But I'd tell your old buddy Broots to step it up, or else he could end up where Sydney is. By the way, Agent Bristow, where did you leave Sydney's body? We can't have the local police finding him.'
Sidney took a deep breath and avoided Ms. Parker's gaze.
'I took care of him. That's all you need to know. I also got these off of him.' she pulled out the DSA's. Lyle grinned and snatched them from her. He then looked at Ms. Parker.
'Oooh! I've been dying to view these! My sister, teaching virgin boy Jarod, the ways of love.'
Ms. Parker's eyes widened! She looked from Lyle to Sidney.
'What the hell are you talking about?!'
Mr. Lyle's grin grew even wider! Sidney was forced to smile because Lyle would look over at her, but inside, she was dying! This was the crudest, and cruelest way possible, for Ms. Parker to learn the truth.
'Our father told me years ago that you didn't know, but I always told him that the drug didn't work completely...that you had residual feelings for Jarod, and that was the real reason you could never catch him!'
Ms. Parker walked up to him, until their faces were inches away from one another. She then punched him in the stomach and took the DSA's!
She looked over at Sidney Bristow, before backing out of the bathroom.
'I am going to go and watch these now. Any interruptions and I will blow someone's head off!'
Ms. Parker then turned and walked out of the bathroom. Sidney reluctantly helped Lyle up.
'Come on. We still have to get upstairs to Sloane.' she muttered. She then stopped and looked at him.
'Why does Sloane want to see both of us? I mean, I was the one that didn't get the directive. I'm the one that killed Sydney.'
Lyle shrugged.
'We're partners now. I go down, you go down.'
Sidney frowned. Mr. Lyle had never been the type to 'go down' for anyone but himself!
'Yeah, right. Let's just get up there.' she said.
'What about the DSA's?' he asked.
Sidney rubbed the back of her neck.
'They aren't going anywhere. And neither is your sister.' she said. Lyle nodded in agreement, then followed her out of the bathroom.
****
Ms. Parker walked into the area that Sydney and Broots shared. Broots was nowhere around. She sat down in a chair and stared at the DSA's in her hand. She then walked over to a laptop and sat down. She looked over the DSA's. They were all labeled, 'Ms. Parker and Jarod'.
What had Lyle meant about what he had said back in the bathroom? She had never slept with Jarod until recently! And...what was Sydney doing with DSA's of the two of them anyway?
Her hands almost shook, as she put the first DSA in. She sat back and began to watch the story of her life. As she watched the first image of herself appear on the screen, it was as almost as if everything that had been long forgotten, or in this case, never remembered, came back to her in a huge rush. Ms. Parker gasped, then gaped, as the tale unfolded....
****
JAROD AND MS. PARKER DSA
17 year old Ms. Parker, now looked much like her mother had. She had long hair, that was pulled back in a ponytail, and a mischievous sparkle to her eye, that many said her mother never had. Her father always complained that she first got it, when she began associating with the children here at the Centre.
Ms. Parker had come straight to the Centre after school, as her father had ordered. He didn't want her in the house alone, while he was here at the Centre. He claimed it was because he didn't think it was safe. Ms. Parker suspected it was because he was afraid she would have boys over.
What bothered her about that, was that ever since prom night from last year, when she had lost her virginity to Dave Cogskill, she had had sex, with two other boys, in the house after school. And she suspected her father knew she had. She didn't know how he knew, but she just suspected he did.
Not that any of the sex had been that great. Being with Dave hurt, then became uncomfortable, graduating to just annoying. He dumped her, then told everyone at school she was frigid!
Ms. Parker had decided that the way to stop that from getting around, was to at least find someone else, who would attest that it was not true.
It was at those times, that she did her best NOT to think of her mother. Because it gave her the creeps, the idea that her mother might be watching her have sex, from heaven.
Ms. Parker had tried to shake those thoughts out of her head, as she turned the corner, then stopped. The person's room she wanted to go in to, was just ahead. And Sydney had just come from it.
The other two boys she slept with, Mike Leavitt and Scott Blume, had been alright, she guessed. But she found herself wondering what sex would be like with someone she actually cared for...someone she loved.
The one bad thing about school these days, was that Jarod was here, and she was there. This past year had been especially hard for her. Her father had moved her to a new school, not that it mattered. She just wasn't good with socializing, and hated most of the other kids there anyway.
There were a few people, and cliques that she had tried to get into, and did. But the people soon bored her. The boys bored her. And it was after she had had sex with Scott Blume, that she soon realized what had been wrong with all of her previous sexual experiences. None of the boys, looked at her with adoring worship. Not like Jarod.
Ms. Parker had not come by in three days. And she knew why. The last day she was here, she had asked Sydney if Jarod could help her with her homework. Sydney had agreed, claiming that he knew Mr. Parker was displeased with her calculus grades.
Ms. Parker, as usual, had sweet-talked Jarod into doing half of it. But, he had firmly insisted she try some of the problems on her own. She tried, but couldn't concentrate.
For what Jarod did not know, was one day in line for lunch, when Ms. Parker opened her wallet to pay, a few other girls had seen a picture of the two of them from the Centre. It was taken at a Centre Christmas party.
One girl snatched the wallet from her, making Ms. Parker want to punch her! But, her father had warned her, about curbing her burgeoning aggressiveness, so she held back. The girl, and her friends, asked all kinds of questions about Jarod, and said he was 'hot'. They then wanted to know what school he attended, since they knew a 'hunk' like him, was not anywhere around here.
That day that Ms. Parker had had Jarod help her with her calculus, she had stared at his profile, when she thought he wasn't looking. He was rather good looking, she had thought, wondering why she had never thought about him in those terms before. As she studied him more and more, she realized he didn't look anything like the little boy he used to be.
Ms. Parker had looked back down at her homework, when he had looked over at her. She then gathered up her books and thanked him for his help, leaving quickly.
Ms. Parker had then went home, called up Scott Blume, got him over to the house and promptly seduced him. After, she realized that she wanted to know what sex would be like with Jarod.
Ms. Parker watched Sydney disappear down the hallway, before entering Jarod's room. His back was to her as she entered the room, then hit a panel, making the door close...and lock.
Jarod turned around and saw her. He smiled at her. No one at school ever looked so pleased to see her. Not even her own father.
Jarod turned around in his chair and stood up.
'Ms. Parker. I was worried about you. Are you alright?'
Ms. Parker was a bit thrown by the question. She had not expected it.
'Alright? Yes, I'm fine. Why would you think I wasn't?'
'Well, you ran out of here the other day, while I was helping you with your calculus. How did you do, by the way?'
'On what?'
Jarod smiled patiently at her.
'On your homework.'
Ms. Parker smiled at him, then walked up to him, whispering in his ear.
'I got the ones right you did, Jarod.'
Jarod looked somewhat uncomfortable with her closeness, but stood still, as she circled him.
'Do you like me, Jarod?' she asked, her eyes probing his.
'You know I do, Ms. Parker.'
Ms. Parker reached down and took his hand, then brought it up towards the front of her blouse. Jarod did not pull his hand back, but just stared at her, entranced.
'Could you love me, Jarod?' she asked, not taking her eyes from his.
'I already do love you, Ms. Parker.' Jarod answered, as if the response was natural.
Ms. Parker then let go of his hand, and began to unbutton her blouse. Jarod just stared, transfixed, as she dropped the blouse to the floor, then removed her bra.
Jarod, sometime during this point, seemed to come back to his senses. Ms. Parker's bra had dropped to the floor and Jarod reached down quickly to pick it up, covering his eyes.
Ms. Parker laughed, then took the bra from his hands and dropped it back onto the floor. She then gently reached up and took his hand away from his eyes.
'It's okay, Jarod. I love you too.'
Jarod stared into her eyes when she said that. And Ms. Parker hadn't had to hear him tell her those words. She already knew he did love her. That's why she had come to him.
Ms. Parker then took his hand again and put it on the snap of her skirt. Jarod tried to pull his hand away again, unsure.
'Ms. Parker...I've never done this...'
Ms. Parker shushed him, then moved forward to kiss him.
'I know.' she whispered to him, as her skirt fell off. She pulled him into her arms and felt him relax, as she kissed him again, and he kissed her back, with as much fervor, reaching back behind her head, and taking a part her ponytail...
**** PRESENT TIME
'Ms. Parker?'
Ms. Parker cried out from surprise, slamming down the lap top and glaring at Broots. He held out a cup of coffee towards her, but she shook her head quickly. He turned away and set the coffee's on a nearby desk. While his back was turned, Ms. Parker took the opportunity to swipe at the tears that were in her eyes. She then opened up the lap top and ended the program, snatching out the DSA.
Broots turned back towards her.
'What is that you're looking at? Is it one of the DSA's Sydney had? Sloane gave them to you?'
Ms. Parker sniffed and nodded. Broots frowned. Good God! Ms. Parker had been crying! What the heck was on those DSA's?! And why had Sydney lied about them?
Ms. Parker for her part felt...robbed! Robbed of a memory. She looked down at the other DSA's. Were they more images of her and Jarod making love? And why didn't she remember this? Did Jarod know about this, and just assume she remembered?
Ms. Parker did not answer Broots, but began putting the DSA's in a container. Broots walked up behind her.
'Ms. Parker?'
'What?!' she snapped agitated. She was going to watch the rest of these at home. She would be damned if she would view them in this vile place!
'Ms. Parker, are you upset because you now know Sydney is dead? Please, what did you find out? In many ways, he's been like a father to me too.'
Ms. Parker suddenly stared at him. She sniffed again and put a hand on his shoulder.
'Broots, we have to be careful here. Sydney is alright, but everyone is going to think he's dead.'
'I don't understand...'
'And that's for your own protection! Just do what you're told and nothing more. You'll be alright if you do. But for now, just trust me.'
Broots just nodded. Ms. Parker could sympathize more than he knew. For she now had her own daughter she wanted to protect. Abigail.
Ms. Parker nodded and left the area. Once she got outside in the hallway, the questions came back. Jarod had been a virgin when he left this place, Ms. Parker would've stated her life on it! And she never had a sexual relationship with him! At least not at that age.
Ms. Parker began to walk down the hallway. She realized that before she viewed that DSA, she had no memories of Jarod at all, as a teenager. Why? What was going on here?
****
Anchorage Airport.
Jarod had Abigail bundled up warmly, as he and Ethan sat in chairs, waiting for Jarod's flight back to Illinois.
'You know, you could've spent the night back in Cicily. Maggie would've been happy to bring you here tomorrow.'
Jarod shook his head, then kissed Abigail's cheek. She clapped her hands. Jarod stared out of the window.
Ethan was worried about his big brother. Jarod had not told him all the details concerning Sydney's call earlier, but he knew that Jarod had to bring Abigail to this meeting he was going to. He also knew that Jarod now looked sad, and angry.
'What is it, Jarod? Please, just talk to me.' he begged.
Jarod turned his gaze from the window, to his younger brother.
'I never told you this, but Ms. Parker's memory just didn't 'return'. Through circumstances to involved to get in to, she was injected with something, and then she just seemed to remember everything.'
Ethan looked confused.
'This drug solved her amnesia? I don't understand.'
Jarod shook his head.
'It's understandable when it was not caused by a car accident, or a knock over the head, in the first place.'
'What are you saying, Jarod?'
'I keep remembering back to that time...when she was missing. I tried to re-create the events that lead up to her accident, to try and get a feel as to what happened to her. This was before I found her...and that just seemed to be pure luck. I couldn't ever figure it out. Sydney would tell me, that that was because she was too close to me. That my emotions were clouding my thought process. But it wasn't that. I think Ms. Parker was run off of the road, pulled out of the car, and at some point, injected with a drug that would cause her to lose her memory.'
'Why?' Ethan asked, becoming totally repulsed by what he was hearing.
'It's the Centre, Ethan. They don't need a reason to do anything.'
'Okay, so what? Then the Centre put her in a car, or did something so that when she ended up in the ER, they would think it was a car accident, right?'
Jarod nodded, bouncing Abigail up and down.
'Sydney told me that the drug that they used on Ms. Parker, should not be used on pregnant women....he thinks that Abigail will die before her third birthday...how is Ms. Parker going to take that when she learns about it?' Jarod sniffed. He was close to tears.
Ethan smiled gently at his big brother. He was concerned for Ms. Parker's feelings, and his baby's life. As usual, Jarod was thinking of everyone but himself.
'I'm going with you.'
'No, Ethan, you need to get to our father...'
'I will contact him without letting the Centre know, okay? This trip is going to be hard enough for you. There is still a lot we don't know.'
'I know that Sydney lied to me, again.' Jarod said calmly.
Ethan sighed.
'I know. But I've had a chance to get to know him a little, through our phone calls. He loves you deeply, Jarod. I have no doubt, that the fact that he has hurt you, or Ms. Parker in any way, is killing him.'
Jarod thoughts took him back to the phone call, and the sound of Sydney breaking down over the phone. He did not respond to Ethan's comment. There was nothing else to say, and nothing else to do, until he met with Sidney Bristow tomorrow, and could begin on finding a cure for Abigail.
Broots leaped on to Ms. Parker, much like how a dog that has not seen its master in awhile, would.
Usually, Ms. Parker would've flung him away from her, or stood stock still and threatened her subordinate. But this time, she slowly returned his embrace.
'Oh, Ms. Parker! I am so glad to see you alive and well...especially now!'
Usually, Broots went on and on, until she finally had to tell him to shut up! But with all that was going on, Ms. Parker decided to hear him out.
'What's going on around here, Broots? Where's Sydney?'
'Oh God, Ms. Parker! I think they killed Sydney!'
'Whoa! Stop your blathering and tell me what happened?'
'First, Irina Derevko comes in here and begins rifling through Sydney's cabinets! She found some DSA's and took them...probably to Sloane!'
Ms. Parker raised an eyebrow.
'I didn't know Sydney had a private stash of DSA's...what was on them? Something about Jarod?'
Broots sighed.
'When I told Sydney about what Derevko did, he freaked, Ms. Parker.'
Ms. Parker smiled.
'Sydney does not 'freak', Broots. Did he say what was on the DSA's?'
'I'm getting to that!' Broots snapped. He then apologized quickly.
'I'm sorry, Ms. Parker! But I don't think you're taking this thing seriously!'
Ms. Parker grabbed Broots's shirt collar and pulled him to her!
'I'm getting ready to marry a total parasite! I know how serious this is! Tell me about those DSA's, Broots!'
She let go of his collar and he relaxed.
'I'm sorry, Ms. Parker. But Sydney and I have been on pins and needles ever since you disappeared! We figured Mr. Lyle killed you...and then we didn't know if either one of us was next!'
Ms. Parker stared at him. She knew he was concerned for his daughter, Debbie, and who would take care of her if anything happened to him. He had an ex-wife that was good for nothing.
'I'm sorry, Broots. I didn't mean to be inconsiderate. Now...'
Broots's eyes grew huge!
'Did you just apologize to me? And you said you didn't mean to be inconsiderate? Jarod really must've rubbed off on you.'
'Broots...'
'I'm sorry! Okay, um, no so, Sydney then came in a little bit after.'
'After Derevko took these DSA's?'
'Yes! And when I told Sydney about it, he went right to the spot that Derevko had taken them from. I then asked him what was on them, and he said the strangest thing.'
Broots then grew silent. Ms. Parker began snapping her fingers.
'Oh, yeah, he said, 'they're proof of a betrayal by me, of Jarod and Ms. Parker'. Then, Sidney Bristow, Derevko's brain-washed daughter, walked in and took our Sydney away. Even Mr. Lyle seemed a little uneasy with whatever Sidney Bristow was about to do, because he said something about not having a directive. Sidney Bristow didn't seem to care. And that was hours ago!'
'Oh damnit!' Ms. Parker swore. What had she walked back into? And if Derevko and Sloan couldn't keep their little CIA experiment, from killing Sydney, then what chance did Jarod and Abigail have? Or herself and Broots?
Ms. Parker looked at Broots.
'And Sydney said nothing about what was on these DSA's?'
'No, not a word. But he just seemed scared...not of Derevko or Sloan, but of what Jarod and you would think of him.'
Ms. Parker looked away. This whole thing got stranger and stranger by the moment! Had Sydney really been taken away and killed? And those DSA's...she couldn't imagine what could be on DSA's, that would cause both Jarod and her to be upset with Sydney!
'What happened to you, Ms. Parker? How did Jarod find you? I know Sydney said something about you being married to a doctor...'
'Never mind that now, Broots. I'm going to Sloane about those DSA's and Sydney. You just sit tight.'
'How?! I mean, Mr. Lyle and that Bristow broad could come back here any second!'
'Broots! I'm going to use some leverage as Sloane's 'fiancee' okay? If anything happens to you, or if Sydney is dead, I'll put a bullet through Sidney Bristow's forehead myself, okay?'
Broots didn't feel much better, but he nodded. He watched as Ms. Parker walked off. He turned and walked down another hallway. He decided to keep a low profile until Ms. Parker returned. As per the norm, he did not notice Angelo peering at him, through the vents.
****
Sidney Bristow re-entered the Centre and walked down the hallway towards Mr. Lyle's office. As she hurried down the hallway, she saw Ms. Parker walking towards her. Ms. Parker glanced at her as she passed, then stopped and turned around.
Sidney stared at Ms. Parker. She looked like a combination of dominatrix, Xena Warrior Princess and Elvira, Mistress of the dark. Yet, Sidney sensed that this was a role she was playing, just to get back in here with Arvin Sloane.
'I know who you are, so tell me what you've done with Sydney?' Ms. Parker asked in a low hiss.
Sidney looked around in the hallway. They were alone for now, but there were cameras. She nodded towards the Ladies Room, nearby.
'Let's go in there.' Sidney motioned.
'Why? Just answer my question!' Ms. Parker snapped.
Sidney could now see what Jarod and Ms. Parker saw in one another. They were both stubborn as hell! Sidney grabbed Ms. Parker's arm and pulled her towards the restroom! Ms. Parker, while rusty, but hardly out of shape, took her other hand and grabbed Sidney by the throat, pushing her into the bathroom!
Ms. Parker then locked the door quickly. Sidney was rubbing her throat, while eyeing Ms. Parker. Ms. Parker walked up to her.
'Now you listen to me, you little bitch! If you've harmed Sydney in any way, I'll drown you in one of those stalls! Do we understand one another?!'
'Perfectly!' Sidney said cheerfully, before punching Ms. Parker in the stomach! Ms. Parker doubled over and groaned, before struggling to straighten up. She hated being punched in the stomach!
Ms. Parker was about to hit her, when Sidney took out her gun and pointed it straight at her!
'Listen to me, and listen good. We don't have time for this.' she said. She then began to tell Ms. Parker about her faux brainwashing, about the clones being used as assassins in other countries, thus the true reason the CIA had infiltrated the Centre. Sidney then told Ms. Parker that Sydney was in protective custody, and that she had a meeting with Jarod tomorrow.
Ms. Parker did not understand anything this girl had said, and found she had more questions than ever!
'Wait! Look, I know you have to get back to my brother, but just tell me this: what is on these DSA's that your mother took from Sydney? And why are you meeting with Jarod? I sincerely hope you people aren't trying to implicate him or something!'
Sidney put away her gun.
'Jarod wants you out of here, Ms. Parker. At least, that's what we were originally meeting about.'
'What does that mean?'
Sidney just didn't think it was her place to tell Ms. Parker about what was on the DSA's, and the depth of her father, and Sydney's betrayal of both her and Jarod....and that her baby was dying. But, she could also see that this woman needed answers if she was going to play the part of Arvin Sloane's loving fiancee, convincingly.
Sidney looked back at the door, then looked at Ms. Parker.
'The DSA's contain footage of Jarod and you.' she said.
Ms. Parker didn't even blink. She just shrugged.
'Oh. Well there's a lot of those. We used to hang around each other when we were kids here.'
Sidney coughed.
'No, Ms. Parker. These DSA's are of you and Jarod when you were a bit older.'
Ms. Parker tilted her head.
'Older? Oh...I don't understand. I mean what does it matter how old we were? What possible interest could they have held for Sydney or anyone else?'
'Because, Ms.Parker, neither yourself or Jarod would remember what is on them.' Sidney finally said. She felt in the inside of her jacket. She had copies of the DSA's to take to Lyle, as proof that she had stolen them off of Sydney. She was glad they weren't damaged during her scuffle with Ms. Parker!
'What do you mean we wouldn't remember? Just spit it out, okay? Because it's clear that there's something on them that I'm not going to like!' Ms. Parker snapped. She knew when she was getting the run-around, and this felt like it big time!
Before Sidney could respond, there was a banging at the door. Both women turned to stare at the door. Mr. Lyle's voice boomed out at them.
'Ladies, since I know neither one of you is actually using the bathroom, could you please step out here.'
Ms. Parker walked towards the door, unlocked it, then grabbed Lyle's neck tie and pulled him in! She threw him onto the ground near Sidney.
Mr. Lyle coughed, then stood up. He looked around.
'The Mens looks better.' he commented.
Ms. Parker pointed at him.
'Are there cameras in here? Have you been watching women pee for years, Lyle?'
Lyle gave his sister a dirty look!
'No! But yes, there are cameras in here...this is the Centre.' he then looked at Sidney.
'We've been both called up to Sloane's office. That's what happens when you kill a pain in the ass without a directive.' he noted. He then looked at Ms. Parker.
'There's no point in getting upset, Parker. Sydney was not producing and you know it. But I'd tell your old buddy Broots to step it up, or else he could end up where Sydney is. By the way, Agent Bristow, where did you leave Sydney's body? We can't have the local police finding him.'
Sidney took a deep breath and avoided Ms. Parker's gaze.
'I took care of him. That's all you need to know. I also got these off of him.' she pulled out the DSA's. Lyle grinned and snatched them from her. He then looked at Ms. Parker.
'Oooh! I've been dying to view these! My sister, teaching virgin boy Jarod, the ways of love.'
Ms. Parker's eyes widened! She looked from Lyle to Sidney.
'What the hell are you talking about?!'
Mr. Lyle's grin grew even wider! Sidney was forced to smile because Lyle would look over at her, but inside, she was dying! This was the crudest, and cruelest way possible, for Ms. Parker to learn the truth.
'Our father told me years ago that you didn't know, but I always told him that the drug didn't work completely...that you had residual feelings for Jarod, and that was the real reason you could never catch him!'
Ms. Parker walked up to him, until their faces were inches away from one another. She then punched him in the stomach and took the DSA's!
She looked over at Sidney Bristow, before backing out of the bathroom.
'I am going to go and watch these now. Any interruptions and I will blow someone's head off!'
Ms. Parker then turned and walked out of the bathroom. Sidney reluctantly helped Lyle up.
'Come on. We still have to get upstairs to Sloane.' she muttered. She then stopped and looked at him.
'Why does Sloane want to see both of us? I mean, I was the one that didn't get the directive. I'm the one that killed Sydney.'
Lyle shrugged.
'We're partners now. I go down, you go down.'
Sidney frowned. Mr. Lyle had never been the type to 'go down' for anyone but himself!
'Yeah, right. Let's just get up there.' she said.
'What about the DSA's?' he asked.
Sidney rubbed the back of her neck.
'They aren't going anywhere. And neither is your sister.' she said. Lyle nodded in agreement, then followed her out of the bathroom.
****
Ms. Parker walked into the area that Sydney and Broots shared. Broots was nowhere around. She sat down in a chair and stared at the DSA's in her hand. She then walked over to a laptop and sat down. She looked over the DSA's. They were all labeled, 'Ms. Parker and Jarod'.
What had Lyle meant about what he had said back in the bathroom? She had never slept with Jarod until recently! And...what was Sydney doing with DSA's of the two of them anyway?
Her hands almost shook, as she put the first DSA in. She sat back and began to watch the story of her life. As she watched the first image of herself appear on the screen, it was as almost as if everything that had been long forgotten, or in this case, never remembered, came back to her in a huge rush. Ms. Parker gasped, then gaped, as the tale unfolded....
****
JAROD AND MS. PARKER DSA
17 year old Ms. Parker, now looked much like her mother had. She had long hair, that was pulled back in a ponytail, and a mischievous sparkle to her eye, that many said her mother never had. Her father always complained that she first got it, when she began associating with the children here at the Centre.
Ms. Parker had come straight to the Centre after school, as her father had ordered. He didn't want her in the house alone, while he was here at the Centre. He claimed it was because he didn't think it was safe. Ms. Parker suspected it was because he was afraid she would have boys over.
What bothered her about that, was that ever since prom night from last year, when she had lost her virginity to Dave Cogskill, she had had sex, with two other boys, in the house after school. And she suspected her father knew she had. She didn't know how he knew, but she just suspected he did.
Not that any of the sex had been that great. Being with Dave hurt, then became uncomfortable, graduating to just annoying. He dumped her, then told everyone at school she was frigid!
Ms. Parker had decided that the way to stop that from getting around, was to at least find someone else, who would attest that it was not true.
It was at those times, that she did her best NOT to think of her mother. Because it gave her the creeps, the idea that her mother might be watching her have sex, from heaven.
Ms. Parker had tried to shake those thoughts out of her head, as she turned the corner, then stopped. The person's room she wanted to go in to, was just ahead. And Sydney had just come from it.
The other two boys she slept with, Mike Leavitt and Scott Blume, had been alright, she guessed. But she found herself wondering what sex would be like with someone she actually cared for...someone she loved.
The one bad thing about school these days, was that Jarod was here, and she was there. This past year had been especially hard for her. Her father had moved her to a new school, not that it mattered. She just wasn't good with socializing, and hated most of the other kids there anyway.
There were a few people, and cliques that she had tried to get into, and did. But the people soon bored her. The boys bored her. And it was after she had had sex with Scott Blume, that she soon realized what had been wrong with all of her previous sexual experiences. None of the boys, looked at her with adoring worship. Not like Jarod.
Ms. Parker had not come by in three days. And she knew why. The last day she was here, she had asked Sydney if Jarod could help her with her homework. Sydney had agreed, claiming that he knew Mr. Parker was displeased with her calculus grades.
Ms. Parker, as usual, had sweet-talked Jarod into doing half of it. But, he had firmly insisted she try some of the problems on her own. She tried, but couldn't concentrate.
For what Jarod did not know, was one day in line for lunch, when Ms. Parker opened her wallet to pay, a few other girls had seen a picture of the two of them from the Centre. It was taken at a Centre Christmas party.
One girl snatched the wallet from her, making Ms. Parker want to punch her! But, her father had warned her, about curbing her burgeoning aggressiveness, so she held back. The girl, and her friends, asked all kinds of questions about Jarod, and said he was 'hot'. They then wanted to know what school he attended, since they knew a 'hunk' like him, was not anywhere around here.
That day that Ms. Parker had had Jarod help her with her calculus, she had stared at his profile, when she thought he wasn't looking. He was rather good looking, she had thought, wondering why she had never thought about him in those terms before. As she studied him more and more, she realized he didn't look anything like the little boy he used to be.
Ms. Parker had looked back down at her homework, when he had looked over at her. She then gathered up her books and thanked him for his help, leaving quickly.
Ms. Parker had then went home, called up Scott Blume, got him over to the house and promptly seduced him. After, she realized that she wanted to know what sex would be like with Jarod.
Ms. Parker watched Sydney disappear down the hallway, before entering Jarod's room. His back was to her as she entered the room, then hit a panel, making the door close...and lock.
Jarod turned around and saw her. He smiled at her. No one at school ever looked so pleased to see her. Not even her own father.
Jarod turned around in his chair and stood up.
'Ms. Parker. I was worried about you. Are you alright?'
Ms. Parker was a bit thrown by the question. She had not expected it.
'Alright? Yes, I'm fine. Why would you think I wasn't?'
'Well, you ran out of here the other day, while I was helping you with your calculus. How did you do, by the way?'
'On what?'
Jarod smiled patiently at her.
'On your homework.'
Ms. Parker smiled at him, then walked up to him, whispering in his ear.
'I got the ones right you did, Jarod.'
Jarod looked somewhat uncomfortable with her closeness, but stood still, as she circled him.
'Do you like me, Jarod?' she asked, her eyes probing his.
'You know I do, Ms. Parker.'
Ms. Parker reached down and took his hand, then brought it up towards the front of her blouse. Jarod did not pull his hand back, but just stared at her, entranced.
'Could you love me, Jarod?' she asked, not taking her eyes from his.
'I already do love you, Ms. Parker.' Jarod answered, as if the response was natural.
Ms. Parker then let go of his hand, and began to unbutton her blouse. Jarod just stared, transfixed, as she dropped the blouse to the floor, then removed her bra.
Jarod, sometime during this point, seemed to come back to his senses. Ms. Parker's bra had dropped to the floor and Jarod reached down quickly to pick it up, covering his eyes.
Ms. Parker laughed, then took the bra from his hands and dropped it back onto the floor. She then gently reached up and took his hand away from his eyes.
'It's okay, Jarod. I love you too.'
Jarod stared into her eyes when she said that. And Ms. Parker hadn't had to hear him tell her those words. She already knew he did love her. That's why she had come to him.
Ms. Parker then took his hand again and put it on the snap of her skirt. Jarod tried to pull his hand away again, unsure.
'Ms. Parker...I've never done this...'
Ms. Parker shushed him, then moved forward to kiss him.
'I know.' she whispered to him, as her skirt fell off. She pulled him into her arms and felt him relax, as she kissed him again, and he kissed her back, with as much fervor, reaching back behind her head, and taking a part her ponytail...
**** PRESENT TIME
'Ms. Parker?'
Ms. Parker cried out from surprise, slamming down the lap top and glaring at Broots. He held out a cup of coffee towards her, but she shook her head quickly. He turned away and set the coffee's on a nearby desk. While his back was turned, Ms. Parker took the opportunity to swipe at the tears that were in her eyes. She then opened up the lap top and ended the program, snatching out the DSA.
Broots turned back towards her.
'What is that you're looking at? Is it one of the DSA's Sydney had? Sloane gave them to you?'
Ms. Parker sniffed and nodded. Broots frowned. Good God! Ms. Parker had been crying! What the heck was on those DSA's?! And why had Sydney lied about them?
Ms. Parker for her part felt...robbed! Robbed of a memory. She looked down at the other DSA's. Were they more images of her and Jarod making love? And why didn't she remember this? Did Jarod know about this, and just assume she remembered?
Ms. Parker did not answer Broots, but began putting the DSA's in a container. Broots walked up behind her.
'Ms. Parker?'
'What?!' she snapped agitated. She was going to watch the rest of these at home. She would be damned if she would view them in this vile place!
'Ms. Parker, are you upset because you now know Sydney is dead? Please, what did you find out? In many ways, he's been like a father to me too.'
Ms. Parker suddenly stared at him. She sniffed again and put a hand on his shoulder.
'Broots, we have to be careful here. Sydney is alright, but everyone is going to think he's dead.'
'I don't understand...'
'And that's for your own protection! Just do what you're told and nothing more. You'll be alright if you do. But for now, just trust me.'
Broots just nodded. Ms. Parker could sympathize more than he knew. For she now had her own daughter she wanted to protect. Abigail.
Ms. Parker nodded and left the area. Once she got outside in the hallway, the questions came back. Jarod had been a virgin when he left this place, Ms. Parker would've stated her life on it! And she never had a sexual relationship with him! At least not at that age.
Ms. Parker began to walk down the hallway. She realized that before she viewed that DSA, she had no memories of Jarod at all, as a teenager. Why? What was going on here?
****
Anchorage Airport.
Jarod had Abigail bundled up warmly, as he and Ethan sat in chairs, waiting for Jarod's flight back to Illinois.
'You know, you could've spent the night back in Cicily. Maggie would've been happy to bring you here tomorrow.'
Jarod shook his head, then kissed Abigail's cheek. She clapped her hands. Jarod stared out of the window.
Ethan was worried about his big brother. Jarod had not told him all the details concerning Sydney's call earlier, but he knew that Jarod had to bring Abigail to this meeting he was going to. He also knew that Jarod now looked sad, and angry.
'What is it, Jarod? Please, just talk to me.' he begged.
Jarod turned his gaze from the window, to his younger brother.
'I never told you this, but Ms. Parker's memory just didn't 'return'. Through circumstances to involved to get in to, she was injected with something, and then she just seemed to remember everything.'
Ethan looked confused.
'This drug solved her amnesia? I don't understand.'
Jarod shook his head.
'It's understandable when it was not caused by a car accident, or a knock over the head, in the first place.'
'What are you saying, Jarod?'
'I keep remembering back to that time...when she was missing. I tried to re-create the events that lead up to her accident, to try and get a feel as to what happened to her. This was before I found her...and that just seemed to be pure luck. I couldn't ever figure it out. Sydney would tell me, that that was because she was too close to me. That my emotions were clouding my thought process. But it wasn't that. I think Ms. Parker was run off of the road, pulled out of the car, and at some point, injected with a drug that would cause her to lose her memory.'
'Why?' Ethan asked, becoming totally repulsed by what he was hearing.
'It's the Centre, Ethan. They don't need a reason to do anything.'
'Okay, so what? Then the Centre put her in a car, or did something so that when she ended up in the ER, they would think it was a car accident, right?'
Jarod nodded, bouncing Abigail up and down.
'Sydney told me that the drug that they used on Ms. Parker, should not be used on pregnant women....he thinks that Abigail will die before her third birthday...how is Ms. Parker going to take that when she learns about it?' Jarod sniffed. He was close to tears.
Ethan smiled gently at his big brother. He was concerned for Ms. Parker's feelings, and his baby's life. As usual, Jarod was thinking of everyone but himself.
'I'm going with you.'
'No, Ethan, you need to get to our father...'
'I will contact him without letting the Centre know, okay? This trip is going to be hard enough for you. There is still a lot we don't know.'
'I know that Sydney lied to me, again.' Jarod said calmly.
Ethan sighed.
'I know. But I've had a chance to get to know him a little, through our phone calls. He loves you deeply, Jarod. I have no doubt, that the fact that he has hurt you, or Ms. Parker in any way, is killing him.'
Jarod thoughts took him back to the phone call, and the sound of Sydney breaking down over the phone. He did not respond to Ethan's comment. There was nothing else to say, and nothing else to do, until he met with Sidney Bristow tomorrow, and could begin on finding a cure for Abigail.