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Parker had reappeared on the lawn of Fandom High, and not been sure where to go first, or what to do first, or what she wanted to do.... then she got a text from Jarod.

BACK! And stuck in EuroDisney. Come find me as soon as you can!

Figuring that people would wind up back at Ronan's eventually, she headed for his house.

And put on some music. Loud.

And while she was at it, called a few people, and sent the file of it.

Dancing in the middle of Ronan's kitchen was required.

[open to temporary housemates, phone calls, etc.]

Pacing. Back. And forth. Back. And forth.

Wyatt had left to try and get to Jarod hours ago.

Back. And forth.

[for Sockboy and anyone at Ronan's place.]

Parker's head hurt. She was trying not to look around too much because this stop was giving her vertigo.

Time to check in with some people.

[calling one, but open for others.]

Over the last week, Parker had noticed things going missing. Contacts who weren't checking in. Places which apparently weren't receiving information. And now, Jarod, Alex, Kyle, Broots, and Angelo were insisting that there never had been an Eddie who was a member of 7G Enterprises. It had always been 6G.

Since when the hell was April Fool's Day in November!?!

And now Portalocity was going down. Just. Great.

[expecting a call from one, but open to others]

"Angelo...." Was ignoring her. And coaxing Esme around an obstacle course.

"You do realize you're insane, right?" Angelo's pout had her revising her statement. "It's not like they give out gold medals for this!"

Angelo's head-shake was meant to indicate how very, very wrong she was.

"You're supposed to be working on that hacking project!"

"Done." Angelo held out a carrot, and Esme hopped over the barrier. "Training time!"

[open for phone calls or e-mails]

So far Angelo's part of the job was going well; he'd narrowed down their target 'problem' areas to a certain section within the company.

The attempt to kidnap him yesterday had Parker on-edge and snappy, and determined to stay on the same floor today, no matter what other concerns the client had.

"I over-nighted the cellphone you appropriated to our office in Honolulu," she told Triela. "And those four goons aren't talking. Anything else stand out about them for you?"

In the background, Angelo typed away.

[for the contractor, but open for phone calls.

There was this about 5-star hotels; they stocked enough alcohol to make jet-lag tolerable. Unfortunately, Parker wasn't going to be able to take advantage of that until after her briefing of Triela, and set-up for Angelo's audit.

Still, it was going to motivate her to get through this day without shooting anyone in the head.

Angelo was cackling behind his computers, looking anticipatory and gleeful. Or maybe he was just mocking her.

[for the Italian gun girl, although phone calls are welcome!]

"Kyle. If you blow up one more garbage dump, I will skin you. Angelo? Quit with the hacking of Wall Street. They're confused enough, and I'll take away your Pixie Stix. Yes, Ben, the FBI agent look suits you; when are you just going to quit and join them?" Parker paused, blinked. "Alex. I will put you down like a dog if you kill anyone or start a revolution in Zimbabwe. Broots, for god's sake, you're just as bright as them, you're just not a Pretender. Stop being insecure. Jarod, I love you, but if you don't quit leaving your socks on the floor, I *will* smother you with them some fine night.

"Now. Are you jokers through fooling around, or can we finish dismantling the Centre, get on with our lives, and live happily ever after?"

Silence.

"Thank you."

So the two-month cruise and semi-honeymoon was officially over, and oh look: Jarod had gotten arrested.

He wasn't letting her post bail. He had a plan.

Parker's plan consisted on staking out the police station and waiting for him to get out of there so she could yell at him. Until then, there was Bejeweled on her phone, and calling various people to check in with them.

[happy anniversary, game. open for calls/texts]

As soon as the catamaran was moored, Parker got out the cellphone and placed the call.

[for demon_cupid]