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CHAPTER 32

MAKING THE ROUNDS


April 13, 1997

8:23am

Blue Cove, Delaware

Miss Parker's Home

Sam unlocked the front door to Parker's house and entered. Parker was sitting at the kitchen table sipping a cup of coffee.

"Good morning," Sam said walking over to her and dropping a kiss on the top of her head.

"Morning," Parker replied.

"You ready?" Sam asked as he poured himself a cup of coffee. Parker sighed.

"As ready as I'll ever be," She replied. Sam quickly downed his cup of coffee and then reached for Parker's hand. She took Sam's hand and Sam led her to the car.

Fifteen minutes later they arrived at the cemetery. The two stood in front of Catherine's grave for a long time with out speaking, just holding each other's hand. Sam glanced over at Parker and saw that she was silently crying. Sam pulled her into his arms.

"It's okay Mor," He told her.

"No. No Sammy it's not. How much else did she keep from us, to keep us safe? Why didn't she tell us about that Thanksgiving? How many other children did she rescue? Did someone really kill her Sammy?"

'Ah there it is,' Sammy thought to himself. 'Mor's finally realizing that our whole lives have been a lie. That everything her father told her was a lie'

"They lied Sammy, Momma wasn't weak was she? Momma didn't want leave us."

"No Mor, Mom wasn't weak," Sam told her. "She didn't want to leave us she wanted to take you, and me, and Jarod away from the Centre. She wanted for the three of to have a real childhood."

"You were right all along," Parker spoke into Sam's wide chest.

"Yeah I guess so," Sam said.

"This has been one crazy month. Me and Syd getting trapped in that building. Finding out about Momma and the whole Thanksgiving thing. Trapped in Florida with Jarod. Sydney's brother. No wonder I have an ulcer."

"Well that's why I'm here. I promised Mom I'd keep and eye on you, keep you safe."

"I'm the only reason you decided to stay with the Centre aren't I?" Parker asked pulling out of Sam's embrace.

"I'd follow you to the ends of the Earth Mor. So yes originally you were the only reason I stayed with the Centre. But now I have other reasons." Sam told her.

"Like what?" Parker questioned

"Besides keeping an eye on you, I now have to look after your team. Lets face it a mouse is more dangerous then Broots. And Sydney well he's survived the Centre this long but with Jarod gone Sydney doesn't really serve much of a purpose. And well I do have a few other friends besides you in the Centre."

"Would one of those be a lady friend?" Parker teased.

"You know the only girl in my life is you sis," Sam replied.

"Momma wouldn't want for us to not have a family Sammy," Parker said soberly.

"Unfortunately our lives are a tad bit to dangerous to involve outside people. And I don't trust a majority of the people in the Centre."

"Are we destined to be alone?" Parker asked staring at their mother's headstone.

"As long as we have each other were never alone." Sam said. "Hey listen I need to visit my Mom and Dad's grave, you wanna wait for me in the car... or here?"

"Sure," Parker said and she crouched down next to her mother's grave. Sam left her and walked the short distance to where his parents -and a little boy who was never allowed a chance- were buried.

"Sorry it's been so long. I've been really busy, looking after Mor, and the ruffians and all. God I-I don't know what to do anymore. I can't stand lying to Mor about Phoenix and The Black Files. But I don't even want to imagine what they'd do to her if she ever found out. And then," Sam sighed. "The kids -Alex and her group- are having dreams. Dreams of Will and Alley, and damn it they've never even met. I knew that this wasn't going to be easy. But Damn I never thought it'd be so hard.

'I came back from that lead with Mor, and God Will and Alley were walking bruises. I shouldn't have left them. Damn I hate Jarod for escaping. Old Man Parker has me traipsing all over the country looking for Jarod meanwhile the kids are getting the crap pounded out of them. Hell I don't even know why were looking for Jarod, Will and Alley are just as good as Jarod. Probably even better. The Centre doesn't even need Jarod anymore.

'Shit if Jarod just stopped leaving clues and disappeared they'd probably call of the hunt for him. And them he keeps messing with Mor, and it's annoying the shit out of both me and her. He caused her an ulcer. Doctor said if she doesn't relax it could kill her. But you know Mor she's a Parker and Parker's can't show weakness. Parker's aren't allowed to show human emotions. God if her Dad would just lay off her and give her the slightest bit of attention her life would be so much better. She only came to work at the Centre so that she could be near him, get some form of attention from him.

'Well enough of my rambling for one day. I just need to get it all off my chest. I whish I could talk to Mor about some of it, but a lot of it she's not ready to hear. If there is one good thing about Jarod's escape is that he opened up her eyes to the fact that the Centre lies. And that Mom didn't commit suicide." Sam sighed again. He then kissed his finger tips and pressed the tips of his fingers to each of his parent's headstone. Sam then placed two roses on each of his parents graves.

Next Sam walked over to Markus's grave and knelt down, his joints creaking. "Not as old as I use to be," Sam mumbled it was the first time he had visited Markus's grave since the baby's memorial service. He then traced this fingers over the letters of the head stone.

Markus Keegan Anthony

Son of Alexander and Julia

Brother of Michael, and Melissa

You were loved

"Hey kid. Your brother and sister send their love. So do the others. It's not fair you know, how you were brought into this world. But in a way maybe it's a good thing you will never be subjected to the horrors of the Centre. And yet... and yet you deserved to live. A part of me blames myself for what happened to you. I have no real reason to. I just keep thinking that there must have been something I could have done to save you." Sam said softly a tear falling from his eye.

"But rest now Markus. You deserve that. If you see my parents tell them I love them and that I miss them. Tell Greg I'm sorry I couldn't save them. Tell Jacob... tell Jacob thanks for being my Dad when I needed one. Goodbye for now little one," Sam said and returned to his sister who still sat next to their mother's grave.

"You ready?" Parker asked Sam when he approached. Her eyes were red from crying, her face wet.

"Yes," Sam said hoarsely, with a shock he realized that as he had been talking to Markus and his parents he had been crying. Sam held out his hand and Parker took it. He helped her up and the two headed back to the car Sam's arm wrapped around his sister's waist. Parker leaning into Sam's chest.

"Let's not get smashed today," Sam suggested. Parker agreed by nodding her head. Alcohol held no appeal. And it would not help heal old wounds. All it would do was made them disappear for a brief moment of time and give the two a pounding hangover in the morning. Not to mention that liquor would not be good for Parker's ulcer.

"Hey Sammy." Parker said as the two drove back to her house.

"Yeah."

"I love you," Parker said as she stared out the window unable to look at the man next to her. Sam nearly swerve off the road. It had been a long time since Parker had told anyone she loved them. Sam assumed that Parker was afraid that if she admitted she loved some one they would die. Sam took Parker's hand into his one and held it tightly.

"I love you too Mor," Sam replied.


April 13, 1997

8:27am

Blue Cove, Delaware

The Centre

"Whatch doin' Will," Alley asked her brother. For nearly fifteen minutes Will had been staring at a point on the wall.

'I can sense her. I can sense Momma,' Will told Alley telepathically. 'God Alley she's so sad. She misses her Momma... and ... and our Dad!' Will said shocked. 'A part of her, a part she keeps buried still loves him. But she's afraid to love him because that means that Mr. Parker lied. That everything's been a lie. She's scared Alley,' Will said looking at his sister tears in his eyes.

'I wish we could make it go away, her pain. You know like how we pushed Daddy,' Alley said.

'No,' Will told her. 'That's something she's going to have to do on her own. Or at least with the help of Sam, and Sydney. If only she'd stop being so damn stubborn.'

'At least we know where we get it from,' Alley grinned. 'And you forgot Daddy's gonna help her too. I saw it, in my dream.' Alley said confidently. 'Will, Daddy still loves Momma too. 'S why he won't disappear. He want's to keep an eye on her. Sydney too.'

'I know. Now I see why Angelo said we have to keep an eye on Daddy. He get's cocky and Momma and Sam and the rest of the team get too close. Thank God we stalled the jet last time and it gave Daddy ten extra minutes to get the hell out of Boulder.' Will spoke.

"What are you two doing?" Raines creaking open the door to the twins cell.

"Nothing sir," Alley replied.

"You two aren't here to do nothing. You're here to work. Now get up and follow me to the sim lab. Now" Raines seared. Will and Alley hopped off the cot and followed Raines.

'Geeze what bug crawled up his ass?' Will asked his sister.

'I donno. Although it could have to do with the fact that one of his bank accounts in the caymans suddenly went empty.'

'Al you didn't,' Will said slightly shocked as he stifled a giggle.

'Oh big brother but I did,' Alley replied


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