She had picked up a van and had driven to the Centre but had parked where she and the children would escape from.

She had gotten a ride back to her house and had picked up her own car. They would have known something was wrong if she had driven up to the Centre with a van instead of her own car.

Managing to have dodged Sydney and his questions as they had left the cemetery, she knew that he would do as she asked.

Sydney's loyalty was a certainty.

Her mind was whirling as she thought of a way to let Bobby know what was going to take place. She was literally going over thousands of ways to tell him or to hint at him. But nothing... everything just seemed wrong. She kept telling herself that when the time was right she would know what to say.

But what truly kept her mind racing was her babies. Her children were real. The certainty in which she knew that they were real was the scariest and yet the most joyous thing she had ever felt.

The voices in the back of her mind had been whispering away since she woke up, but a sudden recognition in one of the voices caused her to slam on the brakes of the car she was driving and pull off the road as cars honked their horns at the act.

She quickly put the car in park as her eyes widened as she intently listened to the voices now. Her breath came in shaky breaths as she recognized the voices.

It was the children.

'Please mom, hear me'
'Mom we need you, come save us'
'Mommy I'm soo scared'
'He's coming Mommy'
'Oh no not again'
'I don't want to…please don't let him'

Something inside her snapped, something that had never happened before happened.

She talked to them.

'I'm coming! Hold on! I'm coming!'

She mentally heard the shocked intakes of air that her children took at hearing her.

All of the children started to speak at once and she suddenly obtained a severe migraine. She winced and grabbed the side of her head as the pain overrode her.

Sudden a loud voice silenced all the others.

'QUIET!"

Parker squeezed her eyes shut as the pain began to subside.

'Mom?'

Parker knew that voice. It was Ace. His shocked and emotional question evoked an overwhelming feeling. It was powerful enough to cause her to start crying. She concentrated as she communicated with her children.

' I'm here baby…'

'I can't believe you can hear me. You don't know how long we've tried…'

'It's ok Ace. I need you to listen to me…'

'Mommy he's coming!' a little girls voice interrupted.

Parker's heart began to pound in her chest…as if she felt the little girls fear.

Parker's eyes roamed over the outside as she tried to focus her thoughts.

'Whose coming baby?'

The little girls mind began to whimper as she projected flashes of the person.

'The bad man…' another little girls voice whispered in fright.

But then a clear flash of the person's eyes……and then his grin…..and everything became crystal clear.

She knew who the person was.

"Alex."

Her eyes searched her surroundings with shocked eyes.

The realization of who was scaring her children. It was impossible. Alex should be dead.

But there was no doubt in her mind. She would remember that man's face for all eternity.

Nothing would erase the image of him pointing a gun on her and 'her father', and smirking while telling her…..that he wasn't her father.

Suddenly she was overwhelmed by the fear that was consuming her children.

She had to get to them. She had to reach them.

'Ok babies. I need you to listen to me. Do as Alex says. Do what he says until I tell you other wise. You keep in contact with me. I'll be listening.'

'Ace. I need you and the others to be ready. In a couple of hours I'm going to get you out of there. But you need to get ready.'

She put the car in drive and started down a road she had taken more times than she cared to count, and more than in one way.

She entered her office with determination in her every step. Broots and Sydney had been waiting for her. She knew they were ready to burst with the amount of questions that they wanted to ask.

Parker held up her hands to ward off the oncoming onslaught of questions.

"Not now. Broots did you do everything I told you to do?" Parker quickly rushed out.

"Yes Miss Parker everything is ready but I still don't understa…" Broots answered.

Parker turned to Sydney.

"Call Nicholas and Michelle and tell them to go to the airport. A plane will be waiting for them." Parker told Sydney.

And it was at that point that both Sydney and Broots looked at her in astonishment.

It wasn't the fact that she was talking about Nicholas and Michelle that shocked them, but that she said it in French.

Both of them knew that Miss Parker did not speak French.

Both Sydney and Broots looked to each other in shock.

Sydney looked at her with a side ways stare.

"I'm assuming that we're about to take a great risk with our lives." Sydney more stated than asked in French.

Parker nodded her head.

"Well when did you start learning to speak French?" A voice asked from Miss Parker's doorway.

Parker's eyes softened at the voice.

She turned around and stared at a smirking Lyle.

When Lyle's eyes connected with Parker's, and he saw the emotion in her eyes, his regular evil smirk vanished.

He sensed something in her eyes.

He snapped back with a suspicious voice.

"Well Parker? Are you going to tell me that you've known how to speak French?" Lyle asked as he stepped into the room completely.

Parker went on instinct with her answer.

"I was inspired by three friends I have. In fact I believe you know them" Parker said smoothly. She hoped he wouldn't get spooked from her blatant try to get him to know what she herself had discovered.

"Oh? And pray tell who do I know that is your 'friend'?" Lyle asked with a shit eating grin on his face.

Parker knew not to buy into his act. She knew what she would say next would cause him to snap. That's what she wanted. It's what she dreaded.

"There names are Alex, Zoe and Jamieson. But mostly it was Jamieson who really influenced me to learn the language." Parker said as she watched Lyle's expression change.

The reaction that she hadn't expected was the fear that washed over his features. He was probably thinking that she had captured them. That she wished them harm. Her mind quickly spat out the first thing that would help him decipher that she wasn't a threat.

"Jamieson is a really special person. She told me that you know her soo well that you have a picture of her in just her underwear and a ball cap on. I like her too much to hold her against her bad taste in men." Parker said as she remembered the pictures that Bobby had showed her of when Jamieson was just a baby.

Lyle's eyebrows scrunched together at Parker's statement. Lyle looked into her eyes and noticed that Parker was intentionally shifting her eyes to where one of the security cameras watched over both of them.

Lyle's eyes flicked over to the camera and then back at her.

He nodded fractionally to let her know that she understood. Lyle positioned himself in front of Parker while blocking the cameras view of himself and Parker.

"Most women find me charming Parker. Not to mention handsome." Lyle responded to her insult. He mouthed the next words…. they weren't meant to be heard.

What's going on?

Parker continued there now fake conversation to keep up appearance.

"Well Lucifer was the most beautiful angel in all heaven…..but he still became the devil." Parker's fast mind returned.

I need your help. Parker mouthed back to him.

"You wound me Parker. I'm not that bad am I? I do what ever I can to survive." Lyle rebutted her comment.

Where's Jamieson? Lyle asked with a glare at Parker.

Parker was shocked by his question, and it showed on her face. He must have really thought that she had kidnapped Jamieson and was using her as leverage.

"Well you have tried to take over the Centre more then once. You crave power and will crush anyone in your way to get it." Parker countered.

I don't have her. She's where you left her.

At that Bobby looked confused and scared.

"I do what ever I can to survive." Lyle reiterating his last statement.

I haven't seen or heard of Jamieson in over 12 years.

A cold chill ran up Parker's spine. A fear entered her that she had never experienced before.

Something was very wrong.

"Including to kill anyone who poses a problem to your survival." Parker stated.

Broots and Sydney were watching the exchange with closed expressions on their faces. They knew that had to put on a show for the cameras……….it would mean their lives if not.

So they were waiting and watching to see where this would lead.

I need you to contact Major Charles. Tell him to get ready to move and fast.

"A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do." Lyle responded in a low tone voice.

Lyle's eyes bugged out at her request. He couldn't believe she knew he could get in touch with the Major. But something in him was telling him to go along with what she was asking of him. Which was beyond unusual. He normally wouldn't trust her in any way what so ever.

Why should I do that?

"I wouldn't call myself a man if I was you. Demon is more adequate." Parker quipped.

Because I'm going to save his grandchildren. My children.

At this Lyle's head piveted with shocked and confused eyes and stared at her. To the camera it seemed Lyle's temper had flared.

"Call me what you will. I came to retrieve your reports. They were due yesterday." Lyle responded with an icy tone.

As in more than one?

"Broots. Do you have the reports ready or not?" Parker asked outloud.

Lyle didn't know…..how could he not know? It was impossible. He had to at least know that Jamieson was a triplet.

Broots was bit taken back that Ms. Parker had addressed him.

"Umm…what…..oh yes yes. I have them right here. You just have to sign off on it." Broots fumbled with the papers as he rushed over to Ms. Parker's side. Broots handed Ms. Parker the paper work, but her eyes never left Lyle's.

Mr. Parker's office. 2 hour.

Lyle nodded his head fractionally. He didn't know why he was agreeing to do this. Yes he did.

Jamieson. He had to find Jamieson.

Parker signed the papers and handed them to Lyle.

"You can slither away now." Parker instructed.

"Always a pleasure sis." Lyle said as he kept his eyes locked with hers and slowly turned away.

Parker watched him leave the room with a stern sidewards glance.

"Broots did you do everything I asked you to?"

"Yes Ms. Parker. Debbies in Sydney's lab. Everything is set." Broots answered as he and Sydney began to follow Ms. Parker around the room as she prepared herself for the next hour. Her emotions were in her throat.

She was scared, and anxious. Her babies had been talking gently to her since she had been in the car. Sibyl had been crying for a while now and she had been trying to comfort her with no success. She had asked Ian what had happened and he waved her off with a 'I took care of it'. She was extremely worried.

"Get Debbie and bring her in here. Sydney find Angelo and get him in here."

"Friend." Came Angelo's voice from the vent in the wall.

All of them turned and stared.

"Angelo get in here now. It's time." Parker said as she turned back to her desk and began to search through her things. She didn't need to tell Angelo anything. She knew that he actually knew what was going on. It took Angelo about two minutes to get into Parker's office. Mainly because he had a box of DSA's and files with him. Parker didn't have time to question anything though. She didn't notice Angelo's extremely sad face.

As her mind was racing the phone began to ring. She picked it up with out thought as she began to go to her filing cabinet and look for certain files.

She never said anything into the receiver….because the voice that came out of it……….made her stop in her tracks.

"Did you know that there are places called Theme Parks where families come to enjoy their vacation. They ride roller coasters, eat Turkey legs, and watch live spectacles until they can hardly move. Then they go back to their hotels, sleep like the dead, and the next morning repeat the whole experience over again." Jarod said as he walked amongst the millions of Florida tourists in Islands of Adventure.

He had on a white T and dark blue jeans and had on a pair of dark sunglasses. His voice held amusement. Parker had yet again missed him on his last pretend.

He had not talked to her in two days. One because he knew that she would have been hung over from the previous day……and he had sworn to himself not taunt her on that day. Thomas Gates was a good man…..and he deserved respect. So Jarod would allow her to grieve in peace.

He had been worried yesterday when he couldn't reach her on her cell. He had called the Centre afterwards and Sydney had picked up. He also didn't know where Ms. Parker was until Jarod pointed out what day it was. Sydney had suggested that she was probably at home. So Jarod had called her there…..but noone answered. He had just assumed that she had drank herself to a deep slumber. Nothing more than that. He would have found out from Angelo if there was something wrong with her.

Jarod snapped back to the present when he realized that Ms. Parker had not said anything back to him.

Not a 'What do you want labrat?'. Not a 'leave me alone curious george'. Nothing.

He tilted his head more into the phone and listened carefully.

"Ms. Parker are you there?"

Parker's eyes had teared up the second he began to talk. She had sunk to her knees beside the filing cabinet as she placed her other hand over her mouth as the tears pooled in her eyes.

Sydney and Broots had immediately gone to her and now stood in the cameras view of Ms. Parker.

"Ms. Parker are you there?" Jarod asked with curiousity.

Parker fought to keep her ragged breathing from going into the receiver. Her heart and soul thudded wildly.

She closed her eyes and squeezed them tight. One single thought flowing through her mind.

He's alive. He's alive.

"Ms. Parker are you there?" Jarod asked again, but this time with concern in his voice.

Parker couldn't believe it. All those nights…….all those nights of praying…..of wishing that she could just hear his voice one more time.

She had been plagued by his death in her nightmares for so very long. She had felt empty, ripped apart without him. Reminded of him every day by the faces of their children.

Their children.

"Jar…" she whispered out barely.

But to Jarod it was as though she had yelled it. She hadn't called him that in over 20 years. It was as though someone had poured a bucket of ice water all over him.

Jarod removed his sun glasses and stopped in the middle of the road he had been walking down as fear coursed through his body.

Something was terribly wrong. For her to call him that. For her to be so quiet…….something was most definitely wrong.

He's eyes shown with amazement. Awe at her nickname for him actually coming out her mouth after all this time.

"Parker? Mona……are you alright?Are you in danger?" He rumbled out as fast as the air entered his lungs.

Parker just stared into nothing as her lips moved and nothing came out. That's when she heard it. Clicking noises.

Someone had tapped the phone. Someone was listening in on them.

Parker heard the voices of her children in the back of her mind. They were frightened voices.

"Parker answer me. Are you alright?" Jarod asked with a frightened voice. He had begun to run to the exit. Feeling the need to somehow get to her.

Parker pulled back her emotions. She wanted to tell Jarod everything. Tell him about their children. About trying to rescue them.

But she couldn't.

She knew that he would never believe her. He would think it was a trap of some sort. It would be risking his life if he did come.

No. She had to do this without him. He was safe this way. He wouldn't die in the Centre.

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

"Not now Jarod." Parker said in a normal tone.

Jarod's fear came to an almost hault as well as his body. She sounded annoyed.

Jarod had jumped to conclusions. She was fine. She was just still a little out of it from two days ago.

Jarod's heart beat began to slow. His breathing came normally now. He composes himself again. His face showed his confusion but slowly he retorted to her comment. But still……….he felt it! Something was wrong.

"Until next time Ms. Parker." He said with a small amount of hope. He listened intently to her breathing. She was breathing kind of heavy he observed. He then disconnected the line.

He looked over to the sidewalk where a couple was kissing and giggling as the husband protected them from the rays of the sun with an umbrella.

Jarod smiled at the couple. He smiled at himself as he shook his head a little. With a little sadness in his heart he muttered as his gaze once again returned to the couple.

"Always pretending Jarod."

Parker let the one tear slide down her face as she opened her eyes. She listened to the dial tone that came out of the receiver for a while before she turned of the phone.

Sydney and Broots were looking at her with worry, but remained quiet by her side.

"I love you" she whispered to the phone. Parker wiped away the evidence of the lonely tear that had fallen. She pressed her lips to the end of the receiver and closed her eyes.

He was alive. And that's all that mattered.

"What's going on?" Came Debbie's voice from the doorway.

The trio turned their eyes to Debbie. Sydney of course was the first one to speak.

"That's what we'd like to know." Sydney responded as he turned back to an upright Ms. Parker.

Parker just looked at Sydney and then at Broots and Debbie. Then out of no where Angelo answered for her in one simple word.

"Family." Angelo said to everyone.

And as Parker gazed over the four faces in front of her, the voices in the back of her mind grew stronger.

Parker closed her eyes again. She tried to remember all of their faces. Tried to remember every single memory she had of all of them. Jamieson's smiling face flashed in front of her eyes for a brief second.

"Family." Parker said as she opened her eyes to look at Sydney. Parker then glanced above Sydney's head to the clock.

"It's almost time." She said to all of them. Only Angelo understanding what she meant.

Parker turned to the filing cabinet and took out all the files she needed. She went over to her desk and took all of the folders and placed them in her briefcase. She then turned to Angelo who took the briefcase without need of being asked to.

Ms. Parker then walked over to where she had her jacket hanging. She put her jacket on. She turned back to Sydney.

"Take all of the vans and meet me where Angelo tells you to go. You know where right Angelo?" Parker asked as her eyes switched from Sydney's to Angelo's.

Angelo smirked and nodded his head.

"Good." Parker said. She then turned and began to walk out the door when Sydney stopped her.

"What's going ON Parker?" A very concerned Sydney asked.

Parker turned to look at Sydney's face.

That's when she noticed it.

The slight difference. She smiled at the man before her.

This wasn't Sydney. This was her father.

She smiled a beautiful smile at him, and then whispered in French her reply.

"I'm taking my life back………daddy."

Jacob looked into his daughters eyes with amazement.

This wasn't Ms. Parker. This was his little girl. And some how she knew. She knew.

Parker leaned over and kissed her father's cheek before opening the door and sliding out.

Parker readied herself as she approached Mr. Parker's office.

"All or nothing!" She said to herself as images of Jarod and the children shuffled through her mind.

"All or nothing!" She said as she slid into Mr. Parker's office and slowly……closed….the door.

To Be Continued in "I'm Learning"………hopefully! It's been a blast to write. I hope you guys want the second part to the story...if not...it was a pleasure to hear all of the great things people felt about this story. I hope I didn't dissapoint. I'm awaiting to hear what you thought!