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The Business Merger by Sorraia3
Part 2
/Miss Parker pulls up to the motel in the middle of the Arizona desert and finds Jarod's room. She draws her gun, just in case. As she is about to knock, the door opens./
Jarod: Hello, Miss Parker
Miss Parker: Well, Boy Genius, why am I here in the middle of nowhere on a Saturday night?
Jarod: Nice to see you, too. I do apologize if I pulled you away from any social plans. Please, come in.
Miss Parker: The only plans I have for tonight is a flight to somewhere warm and sunny with a beach after I bring you in and take my leave of that hellhole you'll soon be calling home.
/She walks into the room, motioning with the gun that he should enter first. He walks over to the opposite wall and sits down. She closes and locks the door, to prevent his escape./
Jarod: You won't be needing that right now. (He nods toward the gun still in her hand.) I assure you I'm not going anywhere until I tell you what I have to say.
Miss Parker: What makes you think you'll even have the chance? I could have sweepers moving…
Jarod: Miss Parker, please, don't waste your breath. I picked this location for a reason. I've been monitoring the entire area in a 30-mile radius since I first called you. If there were any sign you were not alone, you would not be seeing me here now.
/She hesitantly puts the gun away and walks further into the room, looking around. He watches as she investigates every corner of the small hotel room before turning her attention back to him expectantly. He sighs and prepares for what may just be the biggest moment of his existence. As he begins to speak he slowly walks closer to her, only a few short steps away, and stares deep into her eyes hoping to see the little girl he once knew./
Jarod: You were my first friend, Miss Parker, my best friend. My first confidante. My first laugh. My first kiss. My first love…
/She puts her hand up, hushing him, shaking her head./
Miss Parker: No, no, NO! Don't you even say it! It's not possible and I won't believe it. I've dedicated the last two years of my life to hunting you down and bringing you back to the Centre. I've done everything I could to make your life miserable.
Jarod: No, Miss Parker, that was the Centre. You have had many chances to bring me back. Why did you let me get away on so many occasions if your life's ambition here is to catch me?
/He closes the distance between them so they are face to face./
Jarod: Or, was it that you did want to catch me, just not for the Centre… for yourself.
/She goes to slap him across the face, but he catches her hand only inches away. Their eyes lock and impulsively he suddenly leans in to kiss her. She struggles and pulls away, looking at him in astonishment. Shocked that he had the nerve to try and kiss her! Or was it the shock from the realization that she had wanted him to? She turned her back to him and walked to the other side of the room, as far away as she could get. When she heard him taking steps toward her she reeled around on her heels, drawing her gun back out as she spun./
Miss Parker: Don't. Don't come any closer. Just stay over there.
Jarod: (taking another step) Miss Parker…
Miss Parker: No! Don't.
/She was so confused. Did she actually enjoy it? The way she was feeling…thrilled? But she always felt this way. Every time she was on his trail, every time she caught up to him. Every time she thought about him? Always felt this way…She shakes her head to get rid of the thoughts she is having./
Miss Parker (Avoiding his gaze): You told me you called me here to tell me some earth-shattering revelation about the Centre, not about your own demented little fantasies. (OK, she was back) Now, what is it? Or, do I have to just shoot you and bring you back to the Centre for the Triumvirate to get it out of you?
Jarod: No, Miss Parker, I think you will understand my reasons even more after you see this.
/He reaches into his jacket pocket and she cocks the gun and raises it./