CHAPTER THREE

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NEXT MORNING

ON THE ROAD.

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Miss Parker sat in silence and watched the road in front of the car. She noticed Jarod glanced at her once in a while, but didn't care to say anything to break the silence. The night in the motel they'd found had been anything but nice. Jarod had insisted they stayed in the same room, but had to settle with separate. Miss Parker didn't understand the reason why she couldn't go home the same day, but Jarod said he didn't want to risk anything, and that he could feel it would be dangerous. Miss Parker had told him he was being ridiculous and stupid, but somewhere deep down inside, she could feel it too, so she stayed overnight at that small motel. She sighed; she just wanted to get back home now. She would let Jarod get away this time, she felt like she owed him. As much as she hated to admit it, he had probably saved her life, and she just couldn't bring him back to the Centre today, just like nothing had happened.

"Oh my god, Miss Parker…" Jarod suddenly said, and Miss Parker was snapped out of her thoughts and looked forward.

As she laid eyes at the terrible sight in front of them, she almost fainted. Her whole head was spinning.

"Parker?" Jarod asked as he saw how pale she looked. "Hey," he whispered, gently placing his hand on her arm. This time she didn't even bother to push him away.

Finally she spoke. "So this is how they were trying to kill me… couldn't they have just shot me?" her voice trembled and Jarod noticed she struggled to hold back her tears. What am I going to do?

"I'm so sorry Parker," Jarod tried to comfort. Oh baby, I'm so sorry

Miss Parker just looked at him with sad eyes, than she tried switching into ice queen mode. "Start the car," she demanded. Jarod did as she told, and stopped closer to the destroyed building. Miss Parker got out and walked up to the fire fighters that were still there.

She swallowed hard, and pulled herself together. She looked at what was left of her house.

"What happened," the words only came out as a whisper.

"This is your house?" the fire fighter asked.

Miss Parker nodded. Jarod walked up to her and stood beside her with one arm around her shoulders. I'm here for you baby

"I'm sorry, we still don't know exactly what caused the fire… we got an anonymous phone call, but when we got here…" the man paused. "It was too late… we did our best, but we didn't manage to save your home."

When Miss Parker didn't say anything, Jarod talked. "Could it have been an accident… or do you think someone caused the… fire?" he asked.

"To be honest, I'm afraid someone did, we found traces of Napalm, which is a liquid, used in bombings." The fire fighter explained. "The police are involved in this case too, so as soon as we find out exactly what happened, you'll be the first to know," he added.

"Thank you," Jarod said, trying to suppress his anger. I'm gonna kill those bastards.

Miss Parker took her eyes off the burnt house too look at Jarod.

"Jarod, thank you for everything," she started. "But I'll be fine on my own now. I'm going back to the Centre, so I suggest you get the hell out of here," she said in a low voice.

Jarod just looked at her sadly. "What are you going to do?" he asked.

"What?" Miss Parker snapped.

"Your house… "

"What do you think wonder boy? Find a hotel room and move on with my life."
Oh god, I just want to die…

"Parker, don't be so cold, I understand this must feel awful for you, I'm on your side you know that," Jarod said softly.

Miss Parker sighed. God, he was right. She had no idea of what she was going to do. How could she move on? Everything she owned was gone, her house, her stuff, and most of all her memories. She wanted to cry when she thought of it, when she looked at what was left of her home. But she couldn't, she had to be strong. She was a Parker after all. It didn't matter if her life was ruined, it didn't matter if she was married to her prey, it didn't matter that someone was going to kill her, nothing mattered anymore. The Centre was her home now…

"I don't need you Jarod," she said coldly, "I have to go," with those words she left Jarod standing there and headed for her own car. Jarod shook his head and sighed. He never saw the tears that were rolling down the ice queens cheeks…

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TBC

AN/ I'm really sorry that the chapters are so short, but I actually don't have enough time to make them longer, so it makes it easier for me to update like this…