Comments: MP gets ticked at J for having another recurring female and stakes her claim. J picks up the gauntlet

Comments: J almost dies and is given help by a little girl and her "mother" turns out munchkin is J and MP's and the surrogate ran while pregnant. surrogate is killed and MP and J run w/ girl

Comments: MP and L are abducted when L kills the Yakuza leader's daughter. J swoops in and gets MP out of there after she's doused w/water and had jumper cables on her. she and he are ina  cabin and she knows what she wants and she says he can have her if he goes back to the Centre. J agrees.   "Jarod pressed his palms against his eyes and fought to stay calm and to think clearly. Sudden inspiration caused him to type "You run I chase" and the link abruptly shot to another page.This page held no text. Jarod watched in dumbfounded wonder as a single photo began to take shape on the screen. It seemed to take forever as row by row from the top down appeared on the screen. The picture was of a smiling brunette sitting in a brightly lit kitchen. Her hair was pulled back carelessly and she wore no makeup. The appliances behind her seemed worn but tidy. The olive colored refrigerator was adored with magnets and a calendar indicating a year and month more than three years past.Grey eyes glowed with joy as the woman grinned delightedly for the picture. She wore beige pants, no shoes and a floral print blouse. The shirt hung open to her waist and would have left her revealed but the small infant suckling at the woman's breast hid any indecency from view.Jarod stared, openmouthed. He stopped breathing and the only sound he could hear was the rushing throb of his heartbeat in his ears. He gazed at the simple kitchen, the blue romper the babe was wearing as well as the woman's obvious joy. Jarod's mind began to register smaller details slowly. The calendar was one of those generic things, given away by banks every year. But the month displayed was what Jarod focused on.Nine months after the night in the cabin. Nine months after Jarod had made that bargain. And the baby in the picture looked very young.Moving as if in slow motion, Jarod got up and went to retrieve the printer from the closet. He needed a hard copy of this. He needed something tangible to prove to himself that what he saw was real.As he hooked up the wires and carefully loaded the device with the highest quality paper, Jarod wondered, "How long has it been there?" he asked aloud. "Could this picture have been out there, waiting for me to find it for more than three years?"One minute later, Jarod was holding the photograph in his trembling hands. He quickly started making mental lists of things to do by morning. Only an agonizing amount of willpower, and respect for his parents, kept him from leaving right this moment.But Jarod knew that before the sun had fully risen over this city, he would be gone. He would head for the bank that had provided the calendar and hope to find another clue there. And Jarod had little time to waste. Three years was a long time to wait. And Miss Parker had never been well known for her patience."   ch6 ""It's time to go Charlie, put your puzzle in your book bag now," Parker said softly as though she hated to interrupt them." 'Kay," the boy said. Hopping from his seat he dashed across the room with his puzzle against his chest. Jarod watched as Charlie pulled a canvas bag from a cubbyhole and slid his puzzle into the bag with an ease born of repetition.Jarod sat up, sitting cross-legged on the floor. Charlie swung the handles of his tote over one shoulder and came running back toward the center of the room. The boy stopped abruptly about half way and frowned at his errant shoelace as though he had only just noticed it.Stomping his foot on the floor in front of Jarod, Charlie said demandingly, "Tie my shoe."Parker gasped, "Charlie! What do you say when you want help?"Charlie glanced at his mother in chagrin.Parker crossed her arms and said sternly, "Say the magic word young man."Charlie turned back to Jarod and said, "Tie my shoe, NOW."Jarod burst into delighted laughter. Reaching out he grabbed the little boy and swung the squealing child into his lap. Jarod was laughing so hard he could barely breath as he obediently tied Charlie's shoe. Wrapping the child in a huge embrace Jarod sat on the floor and rocked the boy back and forth while he chortled with amusement.Parker was trying hard not to snicker as she scolded the boy. "Charlie, the magic word is 'Please'."Twisting his head so he could look up at his father, Charlie asked, "Is it really?"Jarod huffed and wiped a tear of laughter from one eye. "I don't know, Charlie. NOW always seemed to work for your mom." Jarod dissolved into another fit of chuckling when Parker glared angrily at him.Charlie glanced uncomprehendingly from one adult to the other. He didn't quite understand what was so funny. But that didn't matter. The little boy started to smile anyway. Pressed close to his daddy's chest the way he was now, Charlie could feel the big man's laughter vibrating through his own small body. It tickled him inside to know that he had made his father so happy.A moment later, Charlie's giggles joined Jarod's and the two of them laughed like loons until they both had hiccoughs and Parker was forced to rescue them with cold drinks of water."

Comments: sweet but ends on a cliffie. MP gets J's DSAs when she surprised him at a frat house. she watches DSAs and remembers her teaching him how to make out. J goes for DSAsbut MP sets upa track and J kidnaps her and hits a deer and they stay at a motel

Comments: Broots found Catherine's ashes because J put it somewhere for him to find. MP is ticked off at J for not giving her the knowledge sooner

Comments: MP got shot and J helped her and had Gemini escape w J's dad. J is caught and told MP is dead. he goes up to Centre roof and thinks about jumping but MP finds and stops him. Mr. P and Raines want to try to make a child from J and MP.   MP and J are going to escape but before they finish the plans Nia Js old lover sends an email and MP goes to see what's wrong. N is dying and has a little girl who is Js. N dies and MP is mommy now.  

Comments: " She had been watching his breath in the cold air, trying very hard not to hear his words. The truth in his words. "That's enough!" "Yes." He whispered, taking her hand into his hand as he replied. She saw his eyes tearing as he continued softly. "It is." "Since the day I escaped, I've been searching... for my family, for answers, searching for clues about both our pasts and even now, now when I've found them-" She actually forgot to be surprised that he had found his family. "Even now" He continued, "I'm still searching. And I..." He paused briefly. "I realized that something's missing, someone..." He paused and Parker wasn't sure if he was going to laugh or sob- it was little of both actually. "God.." He exclaimed tremulously, squeezed her hand. "The answer was in right in front of me the entire  time, all these years. Parker, it's you that I have been trying to find my way back to." It became glaringly obvious that he was about to kiss her. Parker's first thought: why the hell not? She could chalk it up to sweet rebellion. Against who? she didn't know, didn't care. The Centre, Raines. Lyle. It didn't matter. Any excuse would do. It felt nice, real, maybe even fun and hell, even a little dangerous, because everyone knows that rebellion can't be truly fun if there isn't some element of danger involved."

Comments: turns out that J's clone is actually his and MP's son and new baby Parker is also theirs.

Comments: kinda interesting but hasn't been updated in forever

Comments: J recounts to MP how jealous he was of Thomas and how kinda stalkery he was too.

Comments: Thomas is a roguishly handsome man; he demolishes buildings for a living, and the only reason he crosses paths with a law student like you is by way of a set up compliments of your friends. It’s within your nature to protest against it, but something makes you give in, and you’re rewarded with a million dollar smile and a bouquet of flowers (they’re gardenias – your mother’s favourite so you drop by her house and talk about love over lunch). He takes you out for coffee a few times a week, and tells you he could fall in love with you. A year later, he’s promising he’ll love you forever. The silly thing is, you believe him.Ashley has your eyes and copper locks and speaks both French and English flawlessly; sometimes she asks you who her daddy is and you smile and tell her she’s better off without him. You got by without yours, after all (or did you?).(it’s the only aspect of your life in which you’re openly bitter; you’ve grown up detesting him for breaking your family apart – you hate the way he made you miss him and your daughter doesn’t need that pain)"It’s the moment you could have died happy – not when you left home for your fairytale life with Thomas, or when you danced with the man you barely knew anymore. It’s the moment you last remember knowing who it is you really are (were?), and it’s the moment you wish you could return to, to start over, to say goodbye to your mother and stay with your father instead, no matter how much you loved her because this – all that you have – is so wrong.What the voices don’t tell you (or what you refuse to hear) is that the real tragedy is this:For all your wishing, you’ll never get to see the irony."

Comments: "January breezed past without a word from the Pretender. Jarod spent time catching up with his family, being a son to Margaret and Charles and big brother to Emily, Ethan and Wes. He was learning that the structure, the dynamic of familial relationships and obligations and the roles he was forced to embody were far more complicated than he'd expected. It was not all happiness and sunshine, not after the initial joyful, tearful reunion.The relationship between Margaret and Charles was strained to say the least. They were essentially a pair of strangers learning to fall in love again but that proved more difficult than anyone could imagine once they'd realized that they'd both changed so much over the years. Worse still, Young Wes, the clone, saw Jarod as a father and Major Charles as a grandfather and that complication alone was enough to increase tensions which rippled over each member of Jarod's family.Meanwhile, in Centre wonderland, Parker was becoming more reckless, not only with Centre affairs, her unwillingness to follow leads on Jarod but in her personal life as well.The club scene became an unlikely source of release and in some ways, Sydney felt she was finally experiencing the childhood she'd never been allowed to have- but in a more rebellious adolescent manner. While she had yet to bring anyone home with her, Sydney feared that the unhealthy entanglements would only make her more unhappy. As if he didn't have enough to worry about.When February arrived, Sydney feared that Jarod had lost himself in the depression that appeared to have consumed his soul. Wonder boy began calling about that time, a longing in his voice that Sydney recognized all too well.What is love? Why is love? How, Sydney? What makes it last? How do you know if it's real, if it's right?The shrink held the phone for a brief moment longer when the conversation ended and finally closed the mobile. It seemed that Jarod was troubled by something other than his stolen childhood."No. It can't be." Sydney whispered. "My God." The psychiatrist smiled and shook his head."

Comments: MP doesn't want to pretend to be who J thinks she is anymore. has a good ending