Disclaimer: The characters Miss Parker, Sydney, Jarod, Broots etc. and the fictional Centre, are all property of MTM and NBC Productions and used without permission. I'm not making any money out of this and no infringement is intended.
 

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What A Girl Wants
by KneeC

Prologue:

All she ever wanted was find her mother's killer and someone to love, who loved her in return. What she got was a ulcer and Jarod.

Al he ever wanted was to find his family and someone to love who loved him in return. What he got was a life on the run and Parker.

Maybe what they got and what they wanted were one in the same.
 

Part One

The insistent ringing of the cell-phone woke her from a sound sleep. There weren't many nights that she slept peacefully. Working for The Centre was not conducive to peace-filled nights or days for that matter. It was only after drinking half bottle a vodka, did she closes her eyes and sleep. To say that she was less than pleased by the intrusion, wads huge understatement.Whoever was calling her must have a death wish. Pulling her arm from under the covers she reached out and picked up thereceiver.

"What!", she growled into the phone.

No one answered.

"Look, I don't Have time for games. Speak know are forever hold your peace." she said in a menacing voice.

"Kelsey, Help me."

She froze at the sound of the name, she hadn't heard in years. Wide awake now, she realized something was terribly wrong. It wasn't unusual for for him to call her, but it's was what he had called her, that had her out of bed and pulling on clothes.

"Jarod, hold on, I''m on my way."
 

"Where are you Jarod?" asked Ms. Parker aw she raced out her her car.

She got no response. Think Parker think.

"Jarod," she yelled "Tell me where you are? Where could he be.

"A safe place." he groaned

Suddenly she recalled a conversation they'd had as children. Her mom had taken her to Lake Catherine for a weekend. Upon their return to The Centre. Ms. Parker immediately sought out Jarod.

She told him about how beautiful and peaceful it was at the lake. She told him that it was her new safe place.

"What's a safe place?" asked the young Jarod.. She told him it was the one place in the world where a person felt safe to be themselves. A place where no harm could come to them. A place without a fear but most importantly a place without Mr. Raines. in her youthful naivety she told Jarod everyone should have one. Jarod just looked at her wistfully. and said he didn't have a place like that. That's when she offered to share her safe place with him.

Ms.Parker started he car and peeled out of her driveway.

She knew where Jarod was she just hoped she wasn't to late to help him.
 

Two miles away from the cabin, she hid the car behind some trees and walked the rest of the way. Parker pulled out her gun as she approached the cabin. She never knew what to expect when it came to Jarod. Better safe than sorry.

The cabin was dark and the wilderness was unnaturally still. Parker stepped out of her shoes and climbed the porch steps. The cabin door was open. She went inside and closed the door. Parker waited for eyes to adjust to darkness of the cabin, before continuing her search for Jarod.

Where the hell is he? she fumed. If this was another one of his tricks, she would make him pay.After a thorough sweep of the first floor and no sign of Jarod, Parker climbed the steps to the loft. Pay Dirt! Jarod laid in a fetal position on the floor. Parker put her gun in her pants. She ran to Jarod's prone from and knelt.

She began to shake him as she asked,

"Jarod, can u hear me? I need to know what happened to you." Jarod was to out of it to reply. Parker began to check his body for injuries.She couldn't find none. He looked as if he were he going thru withdrawals.

Jarod an addict, she scoffed at the thought. Until he could tell her what was wrong there was very little she could do for him. Standing on her feet, she pulled the comforter off the bed and covered him with it. After making sure the cabin as secure. Parker went back up to the loft to sty with Jarod. She sat with her back against the wall and gently pulled Jarod's head into her lap. Stroking his hair she realized It was going to be a long night.

***

The Next Morning

"Good Morning, Miss Parker"

Parker groggily opened her eyes.Where m I? she thought. That's when she remembered Jarod's call for help. Jarod was still sleeping, he hadn't moved. Pulling her gun. She aimed at the person who had awakened her.

"What the hell are you doing here?' she demanded.

"I'm here to help"
 
 
 
 

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