Left alone again? By Miss P.


Summary: Miss Parker writes Jarod a poem. Short but sweet. Please R&R

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters in this story and I'm not getting paid for writing it!


The moon cast shadows over the wooden floor of the porch. Miss Parker shivered; she was cold but didn't have to strength to move. Maybe if she sat there long enough the cold could numb her pain. It was Valentine's Day and she was all alone. Her heart ached in sorrow for the love she never got the chance to feel. For the time to tell him about her feelings she never got. How could Jarod love someone like her? Someone who haven't done anything else than to hurt him. Last time she had seen him he had been so angry at her. He'd even told her that they would never meet again. And that had been a week ago. The feeling of that he wasn't joking was slowly killing her. She couldn't think of a life without him, how would she be able to go on without hearing his voice, seeing his face? Without the affection? And the knowledge that it was her own fault didn't make it better.

Sadly, she looked at the small white paper she was clutching tightly. Loudly she began to read the poem she had written. She had planned to give it to him as an expression of her emotions, but never got the chance.

"I love you so deeply,

I love you so much.

I love the sound of your voice,

and the way that we touch.

I love you today,

as I have from the start.

And I'll love you forever,

with all of my heart."

With tears rolling down her cheeks, Miss Parker slowly let the paper fall to the floor. First now, she realized how much Jarod had meant to her. She slowly shook her head. Only now it was too late, Jarod was gone.

Miss Parker closed her eyes and made a deep trembling sigh. "I wish he could kiss me, only once again," she whispered.

"Do you?"

Miss Parker's eyes fluttered open. She turned her head and saw Jarod sit down beside her. He put his hand on Miss Parker's thigh. "I think that could be arranged."

Miss Parker gasped in shock. She gave him a confused and almost shy look. She wondered why he'd come back.

"But what about all the things I've said and done?" she asked.

"You never meant it," Jarod said softly. "I forgive you." Miss Parker let out a relieved breath she wasn't aware of holding. She couldn't believe it. He'd come back, he really did love her. Miss Parker couldn't help but smile. Without breaking the eye contact Jarod moved closer to her, placing his arms around her. And without caring about the consequences Miss Parker let Jarod kiss her.

Totally taken aback of the wonderful feeling and the happiness of finally being close to Jarod, all she managed to say was, "I love you." She whispered the words so quietly, like she was afraid that if she spoke louder the magical moment would disappear.

"I love you too," Jarod replied in a soft voice. "Did you dedicate it to me?" he asked.

"The poem? Yes, I wanted to give it to you before..." Miss Parker's voice trailed off.

"I'm so sorry. I'll never leave you again," Jarod whispered.

Miss Parker didn't answer; she just wrapped her arms around Jarod's warm body. Snuggling up as close to him as possible. She felt so relieved and so happy. Finally she had what she'd always wanted. She didn't think of the future. That could wait; now the only thing that mattered was the love they were finally able to share. Jarod reached for a blanket hanging on a chair. He covered Miss Parker's freezing body. With an appreciative moan she closed her eyes and just enjoyed the moment.

"This is the best Valentine in my life...thank you Jar," she murmured.

"Yes! It couldn't be better."