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Summary: The Centre wants Willow, will Jarod be able to save her? (Will/Mr. Lyle, Will/Jarod)

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Television > Pretender(Moderator)MalanaFR152014,1890128,2534 Jan 033 Apr 04Yes

Pretended Love

Pairing: (W/Mr. Lyle, W/Jarod)
Disclaimer: I, of course, own nothing. BtVS belongs to Joss, ME, ect.
I'm not sure who owns The Pretender, but it sure isn't me. *sigh*
Distribution: Just tell me if you want to take it.
Feedback: PLEASE! Must know if this is a story I should continue.
Spoilers: Umm...well, I don't know. Let's see Tara isn't dead, but she
and Willow are broken up. (Sorry Tara fans, I loved her with Will, but I
need to sacrifice her for the sake of the x-over.)
Summary: The Centre wants Willow, will Jarod be able to save her?


Mr. Lyle tossed the file on the table.

"She's not really my type." He said, looking up at Mr. Raynes and
Mr. Parker.

Raynes glared at him, "I don't care if she's your type or not. We
need her. But she has to aid us willingly. We can't make her do it if
she doesn't want to. She's too powerful for that."

Mr. Parker leaned across the table and took a photo out of the
file. "You can be a charming man, Son. Use that charm on her." He held
up the picture for emphasis. "Seduce her, date her. And when the time
is right, convince her to help us out."

Mr. Lyle sighed. He knew he didn't have a choice. And he did have
to admit that the young woman was very attractive. The job would
certainly have it's perks. He picked the file back up, and stood.
"Well, I guess I'm off to California.

A few hours later--Miss Parker's Office

Miss Parker sat at her desk. She was pissed. She had just gotten
back from Florida on another failed attempt to get Jarod. They had
missed him by only a few minutes according to the manager of the motel
that Jarod had been staying at. He had been posing as a dentist, trying
to catch a killer. He had, of course, succeeded. He always did. just
as Ms. Parker, Sydney and Broots always managed to fail. But still, she
was confident that they would catch the wayward Pretender eventually.
Just then Broots entered the room. He looked anxious, as usual.
"Um... Miss Parker?"
"What is it, Broots?"
"You asked me to keep an eye on Mr. Lyle. And I've found something
interesting." Broots was always nervous when giving information to Miss
Parker. He never knew how she would react to things.
Parker sat up straight, suddenly very alert. "Spill it."
"He's leaving for a while, at least a few months it looks like.
He's going to some place named Sunnydale, it's in California."
Miss Parker raised an eyebrow. "What is my brother up to now?"

Two Weeks Later--Sunnydale, California

Willow Rosenberg let out a sigh. She sat by herself at a small
corner table at Electric Brew, a coffee shop that had just opened last
month. The place was swarming with people. Every table was full.
Willow was lonely. She wished that there was someone she could call
up. But Buffy was out on a date, Xander was spending time with Anya,
and Tara.....well, Tara wasn't exactly an option anymore. She really
missed Tara. She had loved her, but she knew in her heart that the
relationship simply wasn't meant to be. She had spilt up with Tara two
months ago. It had been a mutual thing, but it had still been quite
painful. Tara still helped out the Scobby gang when they really needed
it, but other than that, the group hardly ever saw her. Sipping her latte, Willow let out another sigh.

"Excuse me."

Willow was startled by a male voice. A voice that sent a shiver
down her spine, even though it had only spoken two words. She looked up
to see a handsome dark-haired man standing infront of her.

"Can I help you?" She asked, when she finally found her voice.

"I'm sorry, but all of the tables are taken, and I was wondering if
I might join you." The man smiled and Willow felt her heart melt.

"Of course, please have a seat." Willow gestured to the seat across
from her.

"Thank you." The man said, seating down. "I'm Robert Lyle by the
way." He extended his hand across the table.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Willow Rosenberg."

They shook hands for longer than necessary. Their eyes met and
Willow smiled shyly.

Lyle grinned sexily. "So, Willow Rosenberg. Tell me about
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