Part 1

High Heels and Designer Straight Jackets

Her feet were killing her in the four inch heels she had chose to accompany her leather mini skirt and black tanktop. She had shed her leather jacket once she had hit the late summer Georgia heat. At the moment it was peaking at around 102 F. Pausing her steps a moment she swiped her hand acrossed her sweat covered forehead before she took a long drink of her not so cold bottled water. With a frusterated sigh she looked to the large farmer who Jarod had left for her to follow. "Look...Cledus. Just how much longer are we going to be in this heat?" She asked in a tight voice.

The man turned to her and smiled a nearly toothless, crooked grin. "Why, I wouldn't think you'd be all that warm in that miss." he drawled as his eyes ran over her body. When he noticed her face and the evil look she was giving him, his smile dropped and he pointed ahead of them, "Just up ta that there next set of buildings." he responded.

She groaned and tilted her head back "Don't you have a pick up or something?" she asked. They had been walking for nearly an hour and she was tired, hot and very angry.

The smile reappeared on the mans face, "Well, all I gots is my tractor." When she gave him a dirty look he shrugged, "But I need some sparkplugs for her and I was figuring on getting some while I was in town." he explained.

Making a disgusted noise she surged forward "Of course!" she spat as she passed him.

He spotted her coming even before she could have even begun to know anyone was watching. She had on her traditional tight clothes and pointy heels. When she turned to look behind her he spotted her silver Smith and Weston in its tan case tucked in the back waist band of her skirt. He smiled to himself as he watched her walk closer and closer. It had been nearly five months since the Isle and he now had a plan to let her know just how crazy she was to stay at The Center when she had had the chance to get away. With a sigh he turned away from the window and prepared himself. He had made sure that by the time she got to him she would be disarmed. Then he would have her right he wanted her...and he knew it was going to hurt.

As they made it to the building the man opened the door and motioned for her to enter first, at first she thought he was being a gentleman. That is until she felt her gun yanked from its place. As soon as she was able to turn the farm boy already had thegun removed from its sleve, cocked and pointed to her chest. "Now I wouldn't want to make a mess of a pretty little thing like you so why don't you turn around and make your way in." he dead panned. His eyes cold.

Parker hissed out her held breath and ran her eyes down him before she slowly turned and continued to make her way into the builder. It looked like an office of some sort with a waiting room. At the end was a door, she paused and glanced back to the man. He simply nodded to the door, silently telling her to continue. Reaching out she took ahold of the knob and turned it and pushing the door open. There was a desk in th eroom and behind it, setting in the chair with a smug smile was Jarod. "Great!" she nearly shouted, "What are you planning this time? You gonna lock me in a hick jail?" When he didn't respond she growled, "Lyle's already done that one."

With this Jarod chuckled, " You over think thing's Parker." Motioning to a chair infornt of the desk he sighed, "I bet your feet are killing you, what are those stillettos?" he asked.

With only a sneer she moved forward and dropped into the chair, " Who are you this week?" she asked half heartedly, "Froid?"

"I'm a doctor, and you need a check up." he said playfully, a twinkle gleaming in his brown eyes.

Standing quickly Parker's eyes widened, "What!?" Have you gone perverted on us?" she asked in shock.

Jarod laughed as she stood, " You can leave now Jimmy." he said to the man. He watched as he backed out and closed the door behind himself. He then turned his attention to Parker, "I'm not being a body doctor Parker! I'm more interested in the mind."

Parker's eyes narrowed, "There is nothing wrong with my mind, if anything you're the crazy one just trying to drive me nuts!" she rambled.

Jarod locked eyes as he made his way to her, " Nothing wrong with your mind, your still at The Center, you're under Raines' thumb and Lyle, don't even get me started on that brother of yours!" he nearly yelled. Taking ahold of her arms he suddenly kissed her. He had known she wouldn't pull away but he hadn't expected her to melt into him. He couldn't let this sway his plan. Pulling back he slid a needle into her arm, and mistakenly didn't duck as she nailed him with a left hook in the side of his jaw.

After her initial hit she moved forward, "Just because I don't have my gun doesn't mean I can't beat you!" She hit him a couple more times before she staggered back and swayed from side to side. "What the hell was that?" she hissed groggily.

Jarod grinned as he moved to the other side of the room, "Oh, just a slight sedative, enough to make your head fuzzy for about a half a day." he paused and lifted something form the floor. Then he looked back to her, "Oh and some truth serum."

Stumbling back again she tripped and fell to the floor. "What are you doing?" she asked helplessly.

Jarod sighed as he moved closer to her, "I'm not going to do anything! You see, I'm going to let you sit by yourself speaking nothing but the truth, then we'll see if you can tell anyone that your life is not crazy!" With that he leaned down and began to place a straight jacket on her, when she moaned he smiled again. "Don't worry Parker, Its Prada! I had it made just for you!" With that he winked to her.

FIN