Crazyrussiangal- According to my sources Parker was born in 1959 and Parker was born in 1960. But hey they might be wrong. And yes You get to see the kids into their teens and all the way up until the first chapter of the Black Files.
Parker's Pretender- Yeah they are pretty adorable. And here's the next chapter sorry it took so long.
Erikstrulove- You guessed right Mr. Parker is one evil bastard. Now about that George Lucas chapter. I did the math and Sammy, Mor and Jarod, are too damn old for what I had in mind. Sooo just for you I wrote a one shot sequel to the Black Files involving the kids, money Star Wars and Indian Jones. I'll probably post it this week or so.
The reason Catherine can't sense Bobby is because she can't sense Mor. It was the voices that alerted her where the kids were.
Miss Dynamite- Glad you enjoyed the cake. I have a few slices left so help yourself. Thanks for the complement on Mor. And the "conversation" Mr. Parker has with his daughter is, well it's not a conversation but more of a confrontation I guess.
Joy - Yeah it kinda sucks what happens to them. In fact I hate writing it 'cause they're so good together. But if it's any constellation Mor and Sammy remain together throughout the story. And While you're reading the Black Files again keep a look out for a one shot sequel I'm posting later this week.
MORGAN - Thank's Morgan and sorry for the wait
CHAPTER 7
A NEW PLAN OF ACTION
September 2, 1962
8:13am
Blue Cove, Delaware
Parker Manor
"So explain yourselves." Charles said to the three children who were sitting at the breakfast table. The children exchanged looks, neither willing to speak out of fear that they would get into deeper trouble.
"Samuel." Allen warned. Sammy placed his head on the table and covered it with his arms. Jarod could tell that his friend was torn between telling his father, and sticking with his friends.
"Angel why did the three of you leave last night?" Mr. Parker asked sternly as he squeezed his daughter's arm. From his angle Jarod saw that it was not a gentle squeeze. Had Mr. Parker squeezed Mor's arm below her sleeve it would have been very obvious how tightly he was grasping Mor's arm.
Mor squirmed in her father's grasp.
"Let go of Mor." Jarod commanded.
"Excuse me." Mr. Parker said. "Charles, I think you need to have a talk with your son about respect for his elders." He said still not letting go of Mor's arm he had in fact began to hold it tighter, to spite the boy. Furious that Mr. Parker was hurting Mor, Jarod kicked the man in the knee. Surprised Mr. Parker released Mor's arm.
"Said let go." Jarod said his eyes blazing not knowing that thirty years from that moment his eldest son would have almost the same type of confrontation with Mr. Parker's son. And in that moment his son would discover that he was a pyrokinetic.
"Why you little..."
"Richard he's just a boy." Allen said holding Mr. Parker back so that he would not attack the boy.
"Jarod." Charles said looking his son in his eyes. "Never ever do that again do you here me?" Jarod nodded his head in response. It was a promise Jarod had no intention of keeping if Mr. Parker tried to hurt Mor again.
The air was tense, both Charles and Mr. Parker were exchanging death glares, and the children had yet to speak.
"Jarod I'm only going to ask you once, and you will answer. Why do you three run away?" Charles asked.
Jarod took a look at his friends. Sammy sat on Jarod's left he still had he's head buried in his arms as though he were an ostrich burring his head in the sand. Mor sat on Jarod's other side. She studied the table, as she held tightly to Jarod's hand. She was trembling oh so sightly that only Jarod could tell. Both of his friends were scared, as the oldest Jarod knew he had to do something.
"I made em come wit me." Jarod spoke. Sammy finally raised his head and looked over at Jarod in shock. Mor looked at Jarod her mouth open ready to speak. Jarod squeezed her hand and discreetly shook his head.
"I wanted to stay wit em. I said we could go to never, never land an' dat way we be together." Jarod continued.
"Jarod, why don't you Sammy and Morgan go upstairs." Catherine said quietly. Jarod took Sammy's hand into his own free hand and lead Sammy and Mor to the steps.
The three children then sat in the same position they had the previous morning. They sat side by side on the stairs as their parents argued in the kitchen. Well to be more accurate one person was arguing the other five had come to agree on what should be done. Mr. Parker on the other hand had yet to be convinced on the course of action.
All but Mr. Parker had realized that Jarod had been lying to keep the other children out of trouble. The rest of the adults knew their children well enough to know that all three children had a say in the plan. And that had Mor or Sammy truly had not wanted to go with Jarod then they would have stayed.
One some level Mr. Parker knew that Jarod was not at fault. But Mr. Parker did not want Jarod around Mor. He felt that having Jarod around Mor all the time would complicate future plans. In all honesty Mr. Parker did not want Sammy around Mor either. Raines had spoken to Mr. Parker the night before about the potential that Sammy may hold. And though he knew that Mor was not his daughter, Mr. Parker did not want the two future lab rats fraternizing with Mor.
And now that damn air force piolet was complicating matters further. After the children's display from the previous night Charles had suggested that for two weeks the children would stay in Blue Cove, and the next two weeks they would stay in D.C. with Margaret and Charles. How long this would continue they didn't know.
"You're spoiling them by doing this. Making them more dependant on each other." Mr. Parker yelled.
"Richard I doubt that they will become any more dependant on each other." Catherine said.
"By them staying together in fact it could help them grow apart a bit. After a while brothers and sisters become annoyed with one another to the point that they want a break. Their will come a time when that will happen with the children. We just need to give it ...time." Allen said.
"Besides they are each other's only friends. They have a hard time getting along with other children. They need to be around each other just so that they won't be alone." Margaret spoke.
"I say that we introduce them to new people and that way they won't be each other's only friends." Mr. Parker huffed.
"Richard they ran away, because Jarod was going home. Bringing another child over will not make them want for Jarod to go home any less. Knowing how those kids are if we bring over a new child, the new child will just become attached to Jarod and then we'll have four children on our hands." Elizabeth said.
"Fine do what you must. I need to go I'm late for a meeting." Mr. Parker said and stormed off. As he headed towards the door he turned and walked over to the children. "Don't think that you'll always get your way boy." He said to Jarod in a low voice. "And as soon as the time comes I'll make sure that you won't see her again."
"I always be wit Mor, 'n Sammy." Jarod replied.
"We'll see." Mr. Parker said and left.
tick-tock, tick-tock
"Jar you won't leave us?" Sammy asked the older boy.
"Never." Jarod said in a low voice as he watched the front door. "Come on let's go upstairs." Jarod said and led Mor and Sammy to Mor's room. They sat down on Mor's bed.
"C' mere Mor let me see your arm." Jarod said as he lifted up Mor's sleeve.
"'S not dat bad Jar." Mor said wincing slightly as Jarod looked at the bruising on her arm. Already her arm had started to get a slight bluish tinge.
"Mor dat look like it hurt." Sammy gasped. Mor quickly pulled her sleeve down.
"You let Cat look at it Mor." Jarod said seriously. Mor shook her head. "Yes Mor you will." Jarod told her as Catherine entered the room.
"Morgan will do what Jarod?" Catherine asked. Jarod tugged at Mor's sleeve. "What's wrong baby?" Catherine asked sitting next to her daughter and pulling up her sleeve.
"Daddy hurt my arm. He didn't mean to." Mor said quickly.
"It why I kicked him, cause he was hurting Mor." Jarod said.
"Well Morgan is lucky to have you and Sammy looking out for her huh?" Catherine said sadly. The two boys beamed at the praise, not sensing the underlying sadness in Catherine's statement.
"Well lets get some ice on your arm, and then we better start packing your clothes. Sammy your parents will be back in half-an-hour or so with some clothes for you." Catherine said leading the children down the stairs.
"What going on?" Sammy asked.
"You and Morgan are going to spend the next two weeks at Jarod's."
"Really?" The three children asked delighted.
"Really." Catherine said.
And that's how things were for the five months. The children spent half of their time in Blue Cove and the other half in D.C.. As usual the children would find themselves in trouble every so often, but they were still good children. They remained inseparable, nothing and no one was capable of tearing them apart. Until the day Jarod was taken February 2, 1963.
Tick-tock, tick-tock time was up
Mor and Sammy were in Blue Cove both had developed a cold and were unable to accompany Jarod to D.C.. Jarod would have stayed but he and his parents had an interview with the school for the gifted Jarod would be attending with in the next few days. Catherine and Elizabeth were contemplating on sending Mor and Sammy to the school. Both women knew that their children were special. Though Sammy was not as advanced as Mor and Jarod were at Sammy's age, Sammy was still extremely bright for his age.
When word got to Blue Cove that Jarod had been taken Mor and Sammy's whole world nearly fell apart. For weeks the two children were in a state of depression. At first they believed that their Jarod would return. Day after day the two children sat and stared out of the window, the phone next to them, in hopes that someone would send word on Jarod's whereabouts. But days turned into weeks and weeks turned in to months.
A year had past and their had been no word on Jarod. Many had given up hope that Jarod would ever be found. Charles, and Margaret had moved to the west after their second child had been born and Catherine lost contact with the couple. Mor and Sammy had also moved one with their lives yet there was a giant void in their lives on that would take many years to fill.
Wow I should hand out Chocolate cake more often you all review like crazy when I do.
Well I do have a few slices left so if you review quick enough there might be a slice left for you.
Up next Mor and Sammy go to school.
