Love transcends. Love is miraculous. Parker never gave up on it. She thought all hope was not lost, but she was wrong. Although Jarod was a dutiful father, in his eyes she was no longer his wife.

"When we got married, I took vows with you and we were fortunate to have shared children with each other. Now, you're just a stranger to me."

Jarod smirked. "You got that right." He yelled. "Vows? Vows! Were any of those damned vows ever sacred to you? How about honesty, Parker? Trust? And a list of other things? If you have any ideas of us being together again...well, baby, it's not going to happen!"

"You don't have a home, not anymore, Jarod, not with me you don't. You lost that privilege when you walked out on us," she snapped.

"Let me clarify something for you! I pay the mortgage, so, it's my home, too. I'll come by anytime I want to. And I walked out on you, not the children! You've always been in my life. I can't remember you not ever being in it. But, I'd really prefer that you weren't in it anymore. I never asked you to leave "The Centre"! Why did you?"

"Because I loved you! I still love you! And I miss your face at nights next to mine," Parker cried out. "Through everything that's happened, have you ever stopped loving me?" She laid her hand over her heart and waited for a glimmer of hope.

He turned away from her and she heard him cussed under his breath.

"Jarod?" She waited, but, heard her four year old footsteps as she ran towards her father.

"Daddy! Daddy!" Little Katherine dashed towards him. Jarod bent forward and scooped his daughter up.

"Missed me, daddy? Me and Taylor?"

"I sure did, sweetie pie." He planted little kisses on her face. "Let's go get your brother."

"Wait, daddy. Me and mommy...we have a surprise for you. Okay, mommy?" She beamed with joy. "Mommy?"

"What is it?" He asked Parker.

"I'll get the baby," she whispered.

Parker heard laughter as she left the living room.

"Are you going to tell me what your little secret is all about?" Jarod asked.

"No, daddy. That's why it's called a secret." She whispered.

"God, please don't be like your mommy," he mumbled to himself.

Parker managed to smile. "Here he is." She stood several inches away from Jarod and placed Taylor with his feet on the floor, her hands held his underarms.

"Come on, Taylor. Daddy! Hold out your hands to him." Katherine said excitedly.

"Taylor baby, okay. Show daddy what you can do. Come on." Parker spoke to her little boy. "Mama's right here to catch you, okay?"

Jarod held his breath for several seconds and waited. The first step came, then the second, then Taylor waddled two more steps towards his father.

"Your walking? Walking? Look at that! You're a big boy, my little man!" It was the first time Jarod had truly smiled in weeks. He picked up his son, hugged him and swung him around.

"Dad-da."

"Dadda? Did you say dadda? Yes, I'm your daddy!" Jarod smiled at his wife. "When did this all happen?"

"Well, he woke up in the middle of the night and just asked for you. And he took his first steps while playing with Katherine this morning."

Taylor smiled and there were indentations on both sides of his cheeks similar to his father's dimples. Parker felt the sadness in her husband's eyes, due to the fact that he missed his son's first steps and first words.

There were still a lot of pain and questions everyday. Maybe all the love Jarod felt for Parker will eventually come back, but, at the moment, his heart still felt betrayed.

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It was a Saturday morning, Parker woke up with a feeling of queasiness. It happened several times within the last couple of weeks. But, this time, it was a lot worse than the previous days. She tended to the children, then headed back into the bedroom. She sat at the edge of her bed when Katherine ran in and jumped along side of her mother.

"Mommy!"

Parker growled and laid back. "Katherine, sweetie. Mommy's not feeling well."

"Does your head hurt, mommy?"

"Everything," she spoke barely in a whisper.

Katherine ran out of the bedroom and within a few minutes came back with a cold wet cloth and placed it on her mommy's head. "Thank you, sweetie."

"Daddy does this all the time to me," she chirped.

"Ummm. I remember." She grabbed the wet cloth and patted it all over her face.

Jarod unlocked the front door and looked around the house. He heard voices in the bedroom.

"Oh, I see you're not up yet. It's ten o'clock, Parker. I'm here to pick the kids up. The park? Told you I'd spend a day with them."

"Daddy, mommy's sick." She pointed to the sprawled body on the bed.

"Katherine, do daddy a favor. Check up on your brother and I'll be there in a few minutes."

"Okay, daddy."

Jarod hovered over Parker. "You're not drinking again, are you, Parker? If you are, so help me, I'll take the kids away from you."

"You moron...I'm not. Can't I get sick for once in my life? Just go! Everyone...just leave me alone for awhile."

"Hey, gladly."

It was around noon when Parker had finally gotten up. She walked into the bathroom to freshen up and fumbled with the contents of the package which had been sitting on the counter for the last couple of days. She didn't take the time to read the instructions. She'd done it before, with Katherine and Taylor.

Parker paced the floor for a couple of minutes as she waited for the results of the test. She glanced at her writs watch. It was way past the awaited time. Nervously, she picked up the stick and read the outcome.

"Shit!" She said out loud to herself.

TBC - Chapter 4