Sorry it took me so long to update once again but I was blocked, except today I had a bad day so I coped on the best way I know how; I wrote. This is what came out, hope you enjoy it!

"Do be too harsh on her"

Eliot closed his eyes for a moment as he tried to calm himself down, he knew Sophie was right yet he couldn't help but to feel betrayed. Parker, his wife and mother of his to be born child, had lied to him. During all those years they had met each other and worked as a team, during all those years he had protected and loved her she had lied to him. She had lied to them all and Eliot didn't take lies lightly, he didn't have much to honour on his life, everything had been taken away through his deeds and sins, but he had one thing left: his word. The fact the person he loved the much, the person he'd not only kill for, but die for was well had been lying to him was killing him.

He was not angry, not mad, just hurt and what hurt the most was to know she was too. He carefully approached and as he did his hearth softened at the simple sight of her, it had been a long time since he had seen her that peaceful. Parker hadn't even woke up when Nate left, she hadn't startled at the sounds of him and Sophie arriving, in fact she was still curled up on the couch sleeping; strays of blond hair fallen on her face. Her expression seemed peaceful, finally clean of all the fear and shame she had ever been through... He knelt on the floor next to her with teary eyes, Eliot didn't cry much, tears had dried on his eyes many years ago yet, Parker alone had brought that back and deep down he knew; that was a good thing. The knuckles on his hands were skinned and his fingers were sore, but he only got aware of it when he reached his right hand to tug Parker's hair away from her face. She woke, unusually calm, stirred on the couch and blinked once, her eyes were bright and unaware from sleep and when she blinked again, her lips draw a smile and he learnt she finally felt safe, completely safe.

"How are ya lil' angel?" He asked softly, not wanting to show her the hurt side of him.

"Did he suffer?" Was the first thing she said, he involuntary smiled at that, Parker was still Parker.

"Yea, hun', he did and he's gone now... Can't hurt ya anymore." She sat up on the couch, placed her arms around his neck and he heard her whisper a soft "Thank you." That reminded him of how Parker had come forward about her nightmares and how much she wanted a new beginning with nothing standing between them so he decided to speak his mind. "Sweetie, there's something I need to discuss with you?" She immediatly tensed up as he got up and sat beside her. "Did I do something wrong?" Her eyes were wide now and her hands had fallen to her stomach embracing the baby, it was funny to see how much Parker's instincts had changed, her priority was always the baby now.

He stood silent for a few moments not knowing how to start that conversation and not knowing what the consequences of it might be; the scars that might come out of it after he confronted her with her lies. Sophie's words kept running on his mind, the ones she had said when still in the van "she wasn't lying to us, not really. She was lying to herself..."

"Parker; that was your mother's maiden name... And that man, he was your father..." Parker pulled herself against the back of the couch as she braced her knees and laid her head there, looking at him. "He was your real father.." he tried the words on his mouth, but they felt like cheap metal or blood and he could see the pain flooding into her eyes again, he felt awful, like he was punishing her. "You said to the team, you said to me that you were in the foster system... I don't understand..." She kept silence as he struggled with his own thoughts. "Was it after... I always thought you were so much younger... Did you lie to us?" The words felt so abruptly cruel especially when he saw her face, the disappointment on it when she understood what she was being accused of.

"I never lied to you..." She bit her lip and as tears run across her face he cursed himself for being such an ass, fine way not to be harsh on her! "You said you'd never judge me!" and she hid her face on her knees, her back shaking as she sobbed.

"Honey, I am not judging you." Trying not to. "I just need to know what really happened so I can comfort you Parker, I need closure on this too..."

She sighed deeply and he noticed her hands were shaking.

"The full story..." and her lips curved on the saddest smile he had ever seen. The smile that could kill him. "'Been a long time since I last thought of that..." He stroked her back trying to show her he was there for her yet she flinched away from him and started rocking herself back and forth, finally she started talking. She was not looking at them though, Parker was unable to look at people when talking about important stuff, it made her lose concentration on the subject and bothered her to no end, it was easier to focus on objects like the floor, someone's shoes or even a lamp. This time she chose the doorknob.

"My mom died when I was born and since they had three boys already and my dad was unemployed at the time the foster system took me in. My foster parents' home blew up when I was five and since my oldest brother wasn't home anymore he took me in so wouldn't have to go to another foster family. That's when it started." Parker started rocking back and forth faster as the thoughts of those stories made her feel anxious, swinging like that calm her down. Eliot didn't tried to touch this time and she appreciated it, she never enjoyed have people embracing her when she felt nervous for some reason.

"So you never got back to the foster system?" She shook her head.

"After I blew up the psychiatric institution, I started working as a getaway driver. I got caught a few months after that and was sent back in. I was already using the name Parker so they never traced me back to my father which placed me on the foster system. I run away when I was twelve with Kelly and he taught me how to steal cars... After that it's just the story you know, I got caught while he ran away, I eventually escaped from juvie and run into Archie a couple months later. I am not lying to you!" That last sentence came out as shout, as a desperate need to affirm herself, she needed him to believe her or otherwise she'd be lost. She started crying again and, this time he pulled her close and embraced her.

"It's okay, honey, I believe you!"

"I want to fix us!"

"Parker, look at me please." She turned around to face him and he gently wiped her tears away. "We are not broken; we don't need to be fixed!" He tried to keep his voice firm and strong so he'd give her no doubt whatsoever.

"But I hurt you..." He smiled and tugged a strand of hair behind her ear.

"All marriages have bumps down the road hon', we're fine now. I promise!" She kept staring at him blankly as she took his words in. He knelt in front of her again, his hands warily going to her waist, and to the baby he hadn't touched yet. As she understood what he was doing she covered his hands with hers and slid them underneath her blouse so he could feel her skin, so he could feel closer. Her face when the baby started to kick under his touch was the most beautiful thing Eliot had seen in ages, he smiled too, especially when she said to him "The baby likes you!" and she grabbed the hem of her blouse pulling it up so her entire belly would be exposed.

"I love you, Parker! And I love the baby too, more than anything else in the world!" He leaned and kissed her belly, his baby, as Parker's hands came to tangle on his hair.

Parker woke up in bed with the first sunrays coming through the window, she smiled as for the first time in years she felt unbroken; she felt right.

She felt Eliot's body shifting amazingly, deliciously close to hers since they had fallen asleep on a tangle of limbs with his arms around her, she felt his lips brushing on her neck and he kissed the warm skin on her shoulder.

"'Morning, hon'!" his southern accent soft on her ears. She turned around to kiss him, her hearth finally feeling warm with the certainty no harm could come upon her or the baby, not anymore...

I twisted the timeline a little bit. When Parker says her faster parents' house blew up it's a reference from the first flashback we see of her. I know she was meant to be older but I had to change it so it would fit in on the story, hope you don't mind.

Also, I know the bits of not looking at people but object while speaking of important stuff; rocking back and forth while anxious and not wanting people to touch her might sound off the beat but I am actually familiar with that behaviour so I assure you it happens sometimes. Did you enjoy this chapter? Please review.