RATING: G
SPOILERS: maybe F/X, nothing important
DISCLAIMER: You know, the Pretender and its characters, Jarod, Miss Parker, Sydney and Broots belong to NBC.
SUMMARY: The missing/alternativ scene of F/X
AUTORS NOTE: I re-watched "F/X" and wondered what would have happened, when Miss Parker came home to early and Jarod was still in her house to place Igor there???
Miss Parker came home earlier from the Centre than usual. It had been a hell of a day. First the call from her father, who was really pissed because they still hadn't found Jarod, and then the sick present from Wonderboy, and last but not least - discussing old horror-movies with Broots.
Parker was too tired to take a shower so she sat before the mirror
and quickly removed her make-up, changed in her favorite green pyjamas
and went straight to bed.
Jarod was glad that she at least didn't own a futon because then he would have had a serious problem lying under her bed. He could hear her toss and turn and thanked god that it was windy outside so it wasn=B4t too quiet in the room. He had trouble not letting
her hear him breathing while he lay just a few inches away from her. Jarod waited for several hours till she was in a deep and steady
sleep before he dared to creep out. He looked down at the woman who had
been his hunter for the past two years and felt confused. She looked so
peaceful lying there on her back, one hand beside her face, the other on
the blanket by her stomach. He stood a few moments, unable to persuade =
himself to leave. He just wanted to watch her sleep forever. He mentally kicked himself for being so stupid and turned to leave
but stopped and walked back to her sleeping form. He loved to play with
the fire and so he bent down to give her a quick kiss good-bye. He pulled back a bit to look for her reaction but not seeing any he
tried again. When he tried to pull back again, her hand snapped up and caught his
neck. He was surprised but was even more so when she pulled him back
down to met her soft lips once more. She kissed him so passionatly he
felt confused at first but quickly gave in and kissed her back. Her
other hand already gripped his shirt and pulled at him. He was torn
between pulling away and running as fast as he could or just waiting to
see what would happen when she woke up fully. By the passion in their
kiss the choice wasn=B4t difficult so he let her pull him onto the bed.
As he touched the mattress she pushed him back to look at him. He
couldn't tell what he saw in her face but it wasn=B4t anger. He waited
thinking she would grab his neck and choke him, but instead she pulled
him back to her and gave him a kiss, gentle this time, exploring,
curious, and oh so sweet. He couldn=B4t help but groan and felt her
smile on his lips. Jarods inner voice yelled but he sucessfully ignored it until she
lightly pushed him away. Before he could blink she had her gun aimed at
his head. "Nice to see you, Jarod." she smiled at him like he was the grand
prize. Well, he was. Jarod had more of a problem trying to get his breathing under control
then thinking of what to do next. "Yeah, *nice* to see you, too." He stumbled, looked at the gun, then
focused back on her. She slowly pushed him away with one hand, kicked her blankets off and
stood up. Parker did not let him see how much he had affected her with their
kiss but instead glanced cooly at him. "What a pleasure. To what do I owe the honor of this visit?". First
she had thought it was just another nice dream until she felt his weight
on her mattress. The realization that this was no dream had sent a
borage of mixed emotion through her mind. She would have enjoyed
pretending he was her lover for just one night but ... that was no
option. "Well, truth is I just wanted to leave you something, but ..." "I know the rest. *What* did you want to leave for me?" she looked
him in the eye. Suddenly a noise from outside the window made her look
away and aim in that direction. Jarod seized the chance and jumped forward to grab her gun but she
was faster and had already aimed it back at him as he grabbed it. She
could have easily shot him but hesitated. Jarod knew she would not hesitate to shot him in the foot, leg or arm
but she would not kill him so he took the gun out of her hand. "It's a pity that we stand on different sides." he remarked and
then grabbed her handcuffs from her jacket on the chair beside him. "Put these on. One on the bedpost, the other on your wrist." He =
ordered and aimed the gun at her. "You wouldn't shot me." She retorted and took a step towards
him. "You sure? I could pretend you're that bitch Brigitte!" and he
removed the safety. Cuffed at her bed she looked back at him. "And now what Lab-rat?
Planning to rape me?" "Ouch, I thought you knew me better. However a few minutes ago it
seemed like you would have enjoyed it." She didn't deny it but replied, "I thought you were someone
else." "You never could lie to me very well." He said and walked to the
balcony door and carried something big inside. It was covered with a
huge blanket and she had no clue as to what it could be. "My birthday's long past." She said. "I know." He placed the thing next to her and uncovered it. "What the hell is that!" her voice climbed an octave higher. "It's a pleasure to present you to IGOR. Now, I have to go, have
fun together. I'll take the phone, just to make sure you don't call
for help til I=B4m gone." He grinned boyishly at her and walked out of
the room. "Jarod?" she shouted behind him. "Yeah?" "Mhm, forget it. .. forget it." she leaned back against the bed and
watched him leave. It took her several hours to free herself from her own handcuffs. She
then called Sydney and Broots to meet her at the Centre in an hour.
Parker showered, dressed and took Igor with her. She arrived at the same time as her team and ordered Broots to carry
the monster inside. He gasped for breath under the heavy weight of the
big toy but didn't dare to argue with her. Her mood was much worse
than normal and that was almost impossible. Sydney smiled the entire way down to the tech-room. "What, Dr. Freud?" "Oh, nothing. I was just wondering." "About what?" she snapped. "Why do you have marks around your wrists?" "Ask your little out of control experiment." She shoved the door open
and walked inside, not caring if the door slammed in Broots face. She
had had a hell of a night and the others didn't deserve any =
better. "Let's find out what Wonder-Boy is trying to tell us this time.
Broots, what do you know about Igor?" While Broots and Miss Parker investigated the monster, Sydney smiled
at the thought of what might have happened at Miss Parker's house.
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