Pretender Fanatic- They are cute aren't they. There will be more of Will and Alley in the next few chapters. And the Black Files will be making an appearance soon too. And yes a spat between Parker and Sam. There's a slap and yelling, and … I'll just let you read it.
LJP- Thank you. Yeah the baby talk is kinda annoy but I want to be true. And be prepared there will be more. Over the course of the next few chapters there will be fourteen more kids there are going to show up. And as for the next story I'll probably start posting it in February. It depends how much longer this one runs. I probably have at lest fifteen more chapters left. Maybe more.
Winnievbt- Thanks, I'm glad you're enjoying the story. Here's Parker and Sam's reaction to the DSA
Joy- I love pretender babies. That's why I have so friggin many of them that I can't keep track. And yes the Centre is evil with its lies. Let us all hate them.
Erikstrulove- Glad your back. I'll miss you while your gone. As for Parker and Sam will remember that they were close. They had always remembered. What they didn't remember is that Jarod was the boy they use to play with when they were younger. I made a mistake in the Black Files and didn't write Sam and Parker being as close as they are. I correct it in the next story.
CHAPTER 23
AND THAT IS THE TRUTH
May 31, 1992
3:23pm
Blue Cove, Delaware
The Centre
"Do you have a DSA player on you?" Sam asked studying the tiny disk in his bear paw of a hand.
"Yeah," Jen said softly and she walked over to a cabinet and pulled out a familiar silver case. "Here Sam," she said giving the sweeper the case.
"Thank you Jen," Sam whispered. He sat the player in his lap, and with shaking hands inserted the disk.
"Sammy?" came a familiar voice. Sam looked up and saw Parker in the doorway. Her expression was one of worry. Sam smiled sadly at his sister 'she always knows when I hurting,' Sam thought to himself. Not once did it occur to him that Parker might have been told that Sam had been sent to the infirmary. Parker never needed to be told where Sam was. She instinctively knew where he was and if he was ever hurt -physically or emotionally-.
"What's that?" Parker asked nodding toward the DSA as she walked over to Sam.
"I don't know. According to a set of twins it's the truth. The truth about my parents." Sam answered softly.
"Uh I'll go," Jen said realizing the two needed time alone.
"Sammy," Mor - in that moment she was Mor, not Miss Parker Ice queen of the Centre- said. "We know who your parents were killed it was Jarod. He did the sim. Sammy he admitted to doing it." She said sitting next to him.
"Mor you forget, I was in Jarod's position once. I know what it was like to be in his shoes. You don't have a say in what you do. Not those type of Centre projects anyway, not the ones who were protected by the Parker name like I was. And a hell of a lot of good the Parker name did for me when it came to Raines. I remember this kid Raines had, Bobby, Billy something like that. I only met him once for less than thirty minutes. But God Mor, I know Raines had to have been beating the crap out of him. Fear would creep into his eyes whenever Raines was around, Damn Mor it was like being around Gregory again," Sam said. Mor took his hand into hers.
"We were kids Sammy. Their was nothing we could have done for Gregory, and that other boy, Bobby, Billy whatever, you said he was one of Raines's. Had you stepped in to help that boy you would have been seriously injured hell, maybe even killed."
"I was, injured I mean. I did step in more or less. I ended up in the infirmary spent a few days in a coma if you recall." Sam said twirling the DSA in his hands. "You know the funny thing about the truth, sometimes it's better left unknown. But in this case I think I want to know the truth." Sam told her. "The truth can kill you, or set you free. That's what Mom always said." Sam said softly.
"Come over later to night and we'll watch it together," Mor told him.
"Fine but you're cooking. I'm injured as you can see," Sam said indicating his cast.
"Me cooking equals me ordering Chinese," Parker said, "I'll see you later tonight baby brother," she then kissed him on the cheek, and waltzed out of the infirmary. Sam watched her go smiling. He was truly glad he had her in his life, she kept him sane. Sam heard a slight cough and saw Jen.
"You gonna let me finish that?" Jen asked pointing to Sam's half cast arm.
"Yeah," Sam said slipping the DSA into his jacket pocket.
"You and the chairman's daughter are close," Jen spoke trying to make small talk.
"Yeah we grew up together, she's practically my sister. She is my sister," Sam corrected. "Catherine Parker took me in after my parents were killed,"
"Did the Centre have something to do with your parent's murder?" Jen asked quietly.
"Yes, maybe even more so than I thought they did. I think the Centre killed my parents to get me."
"Why? What are you?"
"Just a smart guy. I think they thought I was a pretender. And your two little friends what are they? Really this time." Sam asked knowing that Jen hadn't told him everything about Will and Alley.
"From what I've gathered they're prototypes, for a new breed of pretenders. I don't really think that Raines knows what the twins are. From what they demonstrated today they seem to be psychic, as well as pretenders." Jen told him.
"I don't know what's worse, stealing kids or creating them," Sam said bitterly.
"Technically they're still stolen. You think Will, and Alley's parent's know about them."
"You don't approve of the Centre?" Sam said studying her face.
"No I don't," Jen replied.
"Then why did you come to work for them?"
"More or less the same way you did. My parents worked for the Centre. Unlike most Centre workers their death truly was an accident. I was placed under Centre care after my parents died. The Centre sent me to all the finest schools. But unlike most they didn't brainwash me into thinking they were the prestigious establishment they proclaim to be. I've treated a lot of Raines's kids. Had a couple die on me because of what Raines did to them. So I see a lot of what goes on here. And I hate it all. But I stay for two reasons. One someone has to look after the kids like Will and Alley. The second reason is that I'm a prisoner here just as much as the children are," Jen said quietly. "There all done. Don't get it wet. And come back in eight weeks and I'll remove your cast," She told him as she got up from her stool and left to check on her other charges. Sam stared after her in shock. He had of known Jen for almost ten years, she had patched him up many a time. But that was the first time he had learned anything about her. In that moment Sam fell in love with her. Unfortunately it would take him over a decade to gather the courage to express his feelings for the doctor.
May 31, 1992
6:48pm
Blue Cove, Delaware
Home of Miss Parker
"I'm surprised it took you this long," Parker said holding the door open for Sam.
"Is dinner ready?" Sam asked her.
"Yep. I slaved over a hot stove for three hours just for you, Sammy," Parker said leading him to the kitchen.
"Oh look you even managed to put it in those little cartons. Did you paint the boxes too?" Sam grinned.
"You bet your ass," Parker told him as she passed him a box of hunan beef and a set of chopsticks.
"Geeze Mor is washing dishes even too hard for you?"
"Shut up Samuel," Parker replied shoving him in to the den. Sam looked on the table and saw the silver DSA player.
"Thanks for watching this with me Mor," Sam said sitting on the couch.
"They were part of my family too Sammy," Parker told him sitting next to him, folding her feet up under her. Sam took a deep breath and inserted the DSA
FOR CENTRE USE ONLY
JAROD 2/13/67
We see a seven year old Jarod studying a diagram of a house.
"Dr. Raines, I don't want to do this sim, I'm scared. I don't want to see what it's like to be a bad man," Jarod says. He is then struck down by Raines.
"I did not ask you weather or not you wanted to complete the sim. You will do as you are told boy," Raines hisses. Jarod cowers on the floor, frightened by the intimating Doctor. "Now get up, and complete the simulation."
"Y-yes Sir," Jarod stutters. Jarod eases himself to his feet and stands in front of the table, studying the diagram once again. "It was done at night while they are sleeping. That way there were less variables to factor then. There were five people. Two to guarded the room of the child three to co-committed th-the mur-murder. The two standing by the child's room carried chloroform in case the child awakened. Once it is done they left. Someone would have to have of been on the police force to keep the evidence pointed away from who ever committed the murder."
"He didn't do it," Sam gasped "That DSA is dated a month after my parents were murdered."
"Sam some one could have edited the date?" Parker told him.
"What two one year old twins. I don't care if they are pretenders no one can change the date on a DSA."
"What about the file you found years ago?"
"It wasn't dated. And there was no DSA with the file." Sam told her.
"And you're going to believe the word of two kids who are probably still in diapers?"
"What reason do they have to lie?" Sam asked his sister.
"What reason do they have to tell the truth? For all you know someone else could be pulling both your and those twins' strings." Parker told him.
"They've been pulling our strings for years Morgan. And I bet who ever it is was the same person involved in Mom's murder."
"Damn it Sam, Momma killed herself. She was weak. Stop lying to yourself and face the truth."
"If they lied about my parents Mor, than they probably lied about Mom too. You're the one who needs to stop lying to yourself. You're the one who needs to face the truth. The Centre has been lying to us our whole lives. And for all we know your own father could be behind it!" Sam yelled. Parker slapped him. Both were stunned at what she did.
"I'll go," Sam said placing his carton of Chinese on the table, ejecting the DSA and walking out of the door. Parker slumped down on to the couch, and buried her face in her hands. She heard the start of Sam's car in the driveway and the crunch of gravel as he sped off.
Parker chuckled bitterly. Her whole life Sam had been the one person who stood by her, the one person who never lied to her, and the one person she never had to jump through hoops to please. Parker got up from the couch and walked to the kitchen taking Sam's half full carton of Chinese. She tossed both her and Sam's carton in the fridge and then opened up the liquor cabinet. She poured out a tall glass of scotch and returned to the couch.
Parker looked up at the clock, and saw it was seven fifteen, it had only been five minutes since Sam had left. It would still be another ten before he arrived home and another fifteen minutes before he would be calm enough to answer the phone when she called. Sam had a temper just as much as Parker the only difference was that Sam was better at keeping it under control. Had Sam had been the one to hit her, Parker would have lashed out with out a moments hesitation. 'But then again Sam would kill himself before he ever raised a hand to me,' Parker thought to herself. It was why Sam had left so suddenly. He would never harm Parker but still he didn't trust himself around her when he was angry.
Parker glanced at the clock again. Seven twenty. Sam was just getting home, probably walking into the door. Patience was never one of Parker's strong suite. She reached for the phone and dialed Sam's number by heart. The phone ranged once. It ranged twice. After the third ring the answering machine picked up.
"I'm not here. Leave a message," Came Sam's recorded voice.
"It's me," Parker said softly. "I'm sorry Sammy. I don't know what came over me. Sammy please if you're home pick up the phone. Please talk to me. Hell, yell at me if you need to. Just don't ignore me," She pleaded.
"As if you could ever be ignored," Sam said. Parker looked up and smiled at him. As she was leaving a message on Sam's answering machine he had walked into Parker's house using his key to the back door. Parker never even heard him.
"We need to talk," Sam said sitting next to her taking the phone form her and placing in on the cradle. "Look I won't talk about Mom anymore. It upsets you. But the thing is Mor it upsets me too. It upsets me because you're the only person I have to talk about Mom and you won't talk about her. God do you think that you were the only one hurt when she died. In case you forgot I didn't just lose Mom, I also lost my parents to the Centre..."
"Sammy," Parker interrupted.
"I'm not done Morgan," Sam said annoyed that she had interrupted him. "That little tiny disc proves that the Centre is not the place it proclaims to be. They killed my parents to get me. And they framed Jarod, an innocent boy at the time, to make me believe that Jarod had killed them. These are the truths weather you want to believe it or not. And after this moment I will never bring them up again, until you're ready to face them. I love you Mor," Sam says taking her face in his hands. "You're my only family. I won't lose you over an argument, you mean too much to me," He then kissed her on her forehead. "Are we okay?" Sam asked her.
"Yes," Parker tells him, her face still cradled in Sam's hands. She then leans into him breathing in his scent. Sam wraps his arms around her. "You're my only family left to Sam. You and Momma were all I ever really had."
"There's your Dad," Sam mutter's into his sister's hair. Parker chuckled.
"He's so wrapped up in his work he barely has time for me."
"Well then I guess you're stuck with me then," Sam tells her.
"I wouldn't have it any other way," Parker replied.
Keep up the wonderful reviews please.
Up next: Sam forges a friendship with Will and Alley. Ends up in the infirmary… again. Meets the first set of Black Files and Will and Alley get a new power.
