Special thanks to Danielle : - ) for her incredible fastand good job in editing this! Thank you very much!!
Also to Emily, she started the Picture Story Challenge,without it this story would not exist! So Emily this is for you!
 
 

2/?
 

He was sitting in the semi dark of this room. After his little conversationall he wanted was to go away. Somehow he ended up in this motel, somewherealong the road. In front of him a half empty bottle of whisky and his cellphone. Jarod eyed the freshly filled glass and the phone, carefully hepicked up the phone, in slow motion he pushed the second number on hisspeed deal.

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"This is Sydney",  a low voice with a gentle accent said. Secondslater Sydney was about to ask who was there when he finally hear somethingon the other end.

"Sydney?"

Sydney had trouble identifying this voice as Jarod's. He always soundeddifferent, excited, cheerful, concerned what ever, but he was always clearto understand, but now he slurred, almost as if he was....

"Jarod? Jarod what is up, you are all right?" his words alarmed theother person in the room.

Broots looked from his screen over to the older man.

"Sydney you are alone?

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The voice slurred again  into Sydney's ear.

"No, Broots is with me." He hesitated for a second "Miss Parker is nothere. " He finally said.

"Oh good, .... "He paused to focus on his words, his mind was reeling,the alcohol was no help in this. "How could she do this, Sydney? "

There was so much pain in his voice that the older man was not ableto answer. To know the young man he cared deeply for,  was somewherealone and wounded, broke his heart. What could he do, there was no refugefor Jarod. No place he could turn.

He had no family, or better to say nobody know where they where, nobodysaw the Major or Jay again after they took off from the airfield. He wassure the Centre would follow his every word closely but the urge to askhim where he was so he could go and try to comfort him was nearly overwhelming.Miss Parker had been always been like a daughter to him and with all theincidents around Project Gemini and her actions he really had hoped.. ..dam that she not only looked like Catherine, that she had her heart, herpassion.

"Syd, please I need to know...."
 

Jarod's helpless plea was almost enough to make Sydney cry as well andhe thought he had no tears anymore after Jacob's accident and Catherine'sdeath....

But how to answer a question when you do not know the answer there isnot even a comforting lie.

"I don't know", he finally stated with a deep sigh.

"Liar! It was a Centre plan. It was all a fake, she tried to set upa trap. She and her lovely brother. Only their plan failed, a baby wasnot on their schedule, so what to do? No problem, erase what is not wanted.The Chairman's daughter with a child from a Lab rat, this would not lookgood in her record. I was not even worth enough to her to tell me. Do youknow that she had called the baby an accident, a science experiment" Thelast words he nearly shouted. With all his remaining strength he threwthephone  at the next wall, watched it shatter in 1000 pieces like hislife.
 
 
 

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