LadyJadePerenderhil- Congratulations on being reviewer 100. Now to answer your question. None of the Black Files are Jen and Sam's. But who know there may be a kid or two floating around some place. After all, there plenty more words to be written between this story and the next.
Suspensewriter- don't worry I'm not cheating. Jarod definitely finds out things that propel him to escape. Will and Alley are just going to give him that little extra push he needs to leave. And you can count on me not having a death scene with Parker crying over Jarod's body. I've written one and I still am trying to figure out why.
Erikstrulove- Glad you like the twins. I'm still debating on the whole Markus thing. And to answer your question Markus was never brought up in "The Black Files" I just created him so I could give Mr. Parker a reason to kill someone.
Pretender Fanatic- Don't worry Will and Alley won't get in trouble for helping Jarod. But just to warn you there is trouble in store for the twins. Here's a hint go back to chapter 34 and check out the date of the last DSA Jarod and Morgan watch. The look at the last date of this chapter.
CHAPTER 31
A LITTLE PUSH
August 23, 1996
4:40am
Blue Cove, Delaware
The Centre
"Is that really him?" Alley asked her brother, already knowing the answer.
"Yeah," Will whispered. The twins sat in the air vent staring out at the sleeping form of their father.
"We look like him," Alley said grinning. It was the first time either of the children had seen their father other than in their dreams.
"We have his hair. And his smile," Will commented also grinning.
"Will are we doing the right thing?" Alley asked.
"We have to get him and Eddie out. It's dangerous here for them. Both already know it but lack the incentive to leave. So were gonna give Daddy a little push."
"It's not fair," Alley said, a few moments latter
"Life never is for people like us," Will spoke with a slight Irish accent. Alley stared at her brother.
"Where did that come from?" She asked.
"I don't know." Will answered wrinkling his brow. "I think a woman named Alannah said it -or will say it- to a little boy with red hair and green eyes. I think the boy's name is Jeremiah."
"Who's Jeremiah?"
"No idea." Will replied, slightly confused by what had happened. "Come on let's get this done," Will said turning his attention back to his father.
"Will we ever see him again?"
"Course we will Al."
"I whish we could go to," Alley whispered.
"Dad can't stay on the run from the Centre if he has to look after two kids. It'll be easier for him to stay on the run without us. Side's we have to stay and keep an eye on Momma. Dad'll find out about us eventually. We're family and family always finds it's way to each other. One day the four of us -you, me, Daddy, and Momma- will be a real family. We won't be here forever. Now let's do this." Will instructed. The two children concentrated on Jarod, prompting the elder pretender to have the courage to escape. A tiny trail of blood trickled from out of their noses, yet it went unnoticed by the twins.
Unable to "push" Jarod any further without collapsing out of shear exhaustion, the twins broke their link with their father. Panting the twins made their way back to their room, and immediately fell asleep as soon as their heads hit the pillows.
In 1963, a corporation known as the Centre isolated a young Pretender named Jarod, and exploited his genius for their research.
Then one day, their Pretender ran away....
September 17, 1996
2:24am
Blue Cove, Delaware
The Centre
Will and Alley sat up quickly, startled by the blaring sirens. Sweepers and Cleaners could be heard running down the corridors. The electric bolt to Will and Alley's door unlock and Mr. Parker peered into the room. Satisfied by the sight of the twins he locked the door and went to check on the Black Files.
"Wow aren't we special," Alley said sarcastically.
"Hush Alley," Will chastised as he walked across the floor and placed his ear against the door.
"They gone?" Alley asked.
"I think so. Yes," Will told her.
"Then that's that then." Alley said sadly.
"No, not over," Came a voice. The twins looked up and saw Angelo. "Must keep friend safe. Must keep friend out of Centre." Angelo warned the twins and then left as quickly as he appered.
"I'm starting to find him annoying" Alley told her brother.
"As am I," Will replied. "I wonder were the Chairman was heading off to in such a rush?" Will wondered.
"I don't know. Don't care. Long as he stays the hell away from us," Alley said. "Come on lets go back to sleep. We have sims in the morning."
"When don't we have sims," Will muttered laying back down.
September 25, 1996
12:43am
Blue Cove, Delaware
The Centre
Sam sat in his bed musing over his current predicament. Five days ago Jarod had escaped. Parker had been brought out of corporate and placed on the hunt, for the escaped pretender. She was placed along side Sydney- Jarod's trainer- Broots - a cowardly computer technician-, and Sam.
Sam did not miss the irony in the fact that he and Parker had been placed on the pursuit team for Jarod. The sweeper supposed that the chairman believed that Sam still blamed Jarod for the death of his parents. But Sam knowing the truth no longer did placed the blame on Jarod. Sam knew that Parker no longer blamed the pretender either, but after spending so many years being trained to hate Jarod she still held much animosity towards her childhood friend.
Sam never attempted to speak to Parker about the hunt for Jarod and how it made Sam slightly uneasy. Jarod, like Catherine Parker's murder was a topic never to be discussed between Sam and Parker. Personally when it came to Jarod, Sam was conflicted. Part of him wanted Jarod to stay free -or as possibly free as one could be one the run- of the Centre. But another part of Sam wanted Jarod brought in.
Though Sam had no animosity towards Jarod about his parents murder. There was something about Jarod that pissed Sam off. Had Sam spent time with everyone's favorite psychiatrist, Sydney, Sam would have learned that he saw himself in Jarod. Sam hated the fact that it had taken Jarod so long to see the truth about the Centre. That he -like Sam- had lapped up every bit of praise they had received from his master the Centre. Jarod was a bitter reminder of everything Sam used to be when Sam was a prisoner of the Centre doing their every bidding. Which was funny because Sam -though no longer a subject but a sweeper- still did the Centre's every bidding. He just lived outside of the gigantic grey structure where as Jarod and his little lab rat friends were stationed on the various sub levels.
January 27, 1997
5:29pm
Blue Cove, Delaware
The Centre
Alex sat up in her crib panting. Next to her four other children did the same. At nine months the five youngest Black Files were completely in tuned with one another. The physic bond the five of them shared tied them together deeply. So deeply were the five of them connected that they often shared dreams. This was one of those times.
"You kay?" Mike questioned his twin Maddie. Maddie nodded her head.
"Ah-ex, An-dy you kay?" Aaron asked his brother and sister.
"Yes," Alex and Andros replied. But the five children where extremely shaken by what they had seen in their dream. Mike sensing his sister's and his cousins' need to be close to one another reached under his pillow for a screw driver Jake had nicked from one of the maintenance men months ago. Yet it was not there.
"Ake, Ake," Mike whispered.
"'M sleepin' Mikey," Jake groaned.
"We ha bad dream Ake," Maddie told the eldest Black File. Jake sat up suddenly. He knew how the littluns -as Sam called them- were when they became upset. They had the dire need to be close to one another. The two year crawled out of his bed and unlatched each of the littluns cribs and helped them out.
"Where to?" Jake asked Alex as he eased her out of her crib.
"You n' Rach," Alex yawned.
"Alright let me wake her up first." Jake said and led the littluns to his bed and then went to wake up his sister.
"Rach," he whispered in to her ear.
"Go way Jakey," Rachael muttered into her pillow.
"Littluns had a bad dream," Jake told her "They want to sleep with us." Rachel got up and she and Jake used all their strength to lift the thin mattress of off her bed. They then did the same with Jake's. Once the two mattresses were on the floor the littluns laid down. Jake and Rachael proceeded to cover them with the blankets from the cribs. Jake and Rachael then laid down on either side of the row of littluns and returned to slumber.
Sam entered the room the next morning to find that all fourteen of the Black Files were on the floor asleep. He shook his head grinning at the sight of the children. Sam then began the task of waking each of them up.
"Hey you guys it's time to get up," Sam said gently shaking each of them awake.
"Ten more minutes 'Ammy," Greg yawned.
"I don't think so kid," Sam said picking up Greg and tickling him.
"I up, I up," Greg laughed and Sam released him. The rest of the children quickly got up to avoid being tickled. Jake and Rachael helped Sam place the mattresses back on their frames.
"Bad dreams?" Sam asked Jake as the placed the mattresses back.
"Yeah. The littluns."
"What about?"' Sam questioned.
"No tell," Rachael replied.
"I'll find out later then," Sam said. "You two get the others ready, I'll take care of littluns," Sam instructed.
"Hiya 'Ammy," Came the voice of a tiny dark haired little girl.
"Hi Alex," Sam said picking up the toddler. "You ready to get dressed?" Alex nodded her head. "Good, lets get your brothers, Mikey and Maddie." Sam said and he walked over to were the other four littluns were playing with a set of wooden blocks.
"Toys later, dress first." Sam chided, The four toddlers groaned but got up and followed Sam to the bathroom adjoined to the nursery. The five toddlers had begun walking at eight months and for the past month they had spent all of their free time getting into everything they could.
Once in the bathroom Sam grabbed five sets of towels, baby soap and began running a tub of water. Once the water was high enough Sam undressed each of the toddlers and placed them into the water. As Sam bathed the children he questioned them about their nightmare.
"I heard you all had a bad dream what was it about?"
"A boy an' girl," Aaron said.
"Da girl wa sick 'Ammy," Andros continued.
"An' da boy wa cryin'," Alex spoke.
"Tink da girl die," said Mike.
"An den da boy 'ploded,"
"He exploded?" Sam asked. The five toddlers nodded their heads.
"He have fires come out him," Aaron elaborated.
"Was he a pyro, a-a pyrokinetic?"
"No know what dat be," Andros answered.
"A pyrokinetic is someone who can control fire," Sam explained.
"Guess," Alex said shrugging her tiny shoulders.
"What did they look like?"
"Dem ha blue eyes, an' hair like us," Mike said. Sam's eyes widened.
'Will and Alley' Sam thought, they were the only blue eyed pyrokinetics that Sam knew of. And the littluns had dreamt in which Alley may have died. Sam made a mental note to keep a close eye on the Phoenix twins.
Sam then dried off the children and dressed them in their Centre grays. Back in the nursery Jake and the other children were dressed and ready to begin the day.
"Let's go troops," Sam said and he led the fourteen children down the hall to a room that appeared to be much like a daycare. It was decorated in warm bright colors, and there were toys everywhere. Cassie and Marc ran over to the computers, while Alex, Andros, Aaron, Mike, Maddie, Greg, Lissa, and Jeremiah went to play with a stack of blocks.
"Morning Sam," Said the woman who was the children's instructor.
"Hey Sophie," Sam said walking over to her. "How's it going."
"Good, and you," Sophie asked.
"Same here. Hey listen the littluns had a bad dream last night so they might be a bit off today."
"There off days are my good days," Sophie replied.
"Makes you long for the Phoenix twins huh?" Sam asked.
"Lets just say I never thought I'd ever encounter a group of children as worrisome as Will and Alley," Sophie said.
"Well speaking of the devils they're up next on my list. I have to go drop them off at their sim lab. And then I have a plane to catch. I should be back in the morning."
"New lead?"
"Yep. So I'll see you tomorrow hopefully," Sam said. "You all be good for Sophie," Sam called to the children.
"No good 'Ammy, alway naughty," Alex called and Sam froze. Years ago Will and Alley had used a phrase similar to what Alex had said. And now the littluns were dreaming about Will and Alley. The three youngest Black Files were becoming closer and closer to learning of their brother and sister and it frightened Sam. Sam had the underlying feeling that if the triplets were to ever discover the truth of Will and Alley the triplets would be shipped off to Africa and Sam would no longer be able to protect them.
Sam cast another look at the youngest set of Black Files and then made his way to the airstrip. Sam had a pretender to catch.
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