A/N: Hello all! Finals week is over, I'm home for winter break and now I actually have time to write. I'm so sorry I left this story untouched for so long but now I'm getting back into practice. So here's a new chapter for everyone! I would love reviews from any and all who read. Thanks and enjoy! oh, btw, I don't own or Eureka, but I wish I did, they are truly amazing shows.
"Found them," the closest guy to me muttered, stepping into the room. Before he got more than two steps in Will came out from behind the door and knocked the commando dude on his ass, slamming the door shut on the other four.
"Ok Dad, I think it's time we got out of here," Will said, looking to me as the door behind him reverberated with the pounding of the soldier guys. Never was I so glad that Mom had a house with solid oak doors.
"Right, ok. Joey, Cat, fire escape, now," I commanded, half pushing the twins towards the window.
"Bad idea Dad," Joey said, looking down. Glancing outside I noticed two more guards standing at the bottom of the escape, waiting to see if anyone would use it.
"Shit…fine. Will, how many guys can you handle?" I asked, turning to the teenager who was leaning against the locked door. He gave me an incredulous look like he couldn't believe I just asked that.
"Seriously Dad? Mom taught me. I can probably handle the four remaining in the hall by myself." I rolled my eyes at his attitude but nodded.
"Fine, we're going to find your mom and Grandma then we're heading back to Eureka a.s.a.p.," I grumbled.
"Finally, we get to go home," Cat sighed like we weren't all in big trouble right at this moment.
"One of these days you kids are going to have to explain why you're so used to this," I muttered as Will and I stood ready near the door. Looking at the sixteen year old he gave me a quick nod and I opened the door. Honestly, the whole thing was a blur of movement. One of the commandos came at me and before I could think, I struck out at him. I could see Will out of the corner of my eye, doing some impressive moves that reminded me of Jo, quickly talking out two of the soldiers. Knowing the guy I was fighting wasn't getting up anytime soon I looked around quickly for the fourth one. I found him underneath Cat at Joey, who were grinning up at me.
"I don't even want to know how you two managed that. Knowing at least two members of my family can kick my but from here to the West Coast is enough," I grumbled, before taking a peek out into the hall. It was empty for now, but I could hear faint noises from downstairs.
"Alright guys stay quiet and stay close. Will you're lead, Cat and Joey next and I'll go last," I mumbled, hustling the kids out the door and down the hall toward my Mom's room. We got within two feet of the door before it burst open. Will being the closest acted quickly, shoving the twins against the wall and out of the way as a body came hurtling out of my mother's room to land on the floor.
"Can someone explain why the heck I was woken up at this ungodly hour?" Mom demanded, looking the scariest I had ever seen her. All five foot four of her was radiating tension and restrained rage even if she did look funny in her rumpled night clothes with her hair falling out of curlers she wore to bed sometimes. Of course, the government issued gun she was holding ruined the sight and made her look all the more frightening.
"Beverly being a pain in the butt again Grammy," Cat mumbled, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
"Fine…where's Jo?" Mom growled, starting to march down the hall in front of us.
"Downstairs last I saw her. The house is pretty quiet now so I think she's handled whoever is down there," I commented. She just gave a curt nod before slowly walking down the stairs, gun poised and ready to use. The downstairs was eerily quiet and there were bodies everywhere. Every now and then I'd pause in our exploration to make sure the guys were unconscious before moving along. We found Jo in the kitchen, looking a little worse for wear and extremely pissed off, but not seriously injured.
"We're going home, now," she growled when she saw us. I just nodded and ushered the kids back upstairs to pack. Once we were all set Jo and my mom told me that outside was all clear as well. I didn't even want to know how my Mom and my girlfriend handled at least twenty five guys on their own, it was a terrifying thought. I knew they were both very capable of handling themselves and had been in their fair share of sticky situations, especially Jo, but there were just some things I didn't want to know.
"Theresa, how do you feel about visiting Eureka?" Jo asked, turning to the woman in question. A smile spread across my mom's face.
"I'd love to. Perhaps we could stay at the summer place near town if I impose at all. I figure from what Zane tells me that I'd need pretty high clearance and I don't want to cause trouble," Mom said as the six of us piled in the car and headed for Logan Airport.
"Oh, don't worry about it. I'm sure I can get you clearance," Jo said, waving off her concerns with security for now, after all, we had more pressing matters.
Four hours, a plane flight, and three Jo induced bruises later I found myself collapsing on Jo's couch, happy to be home. The rest of my family trailed in after me, looking just as tired as I was.
"Home! Finally!" Cat whined, heading straight for the stairs. Her twin silently followed her and Will dragged himself up after the seven year olds.
"Is there enough room in this house for all of us?" Mom asked, looking around.
"Yeah, it's a Tardis house," I muttered.
"A what?" my Mom asked as Jo rolled her eyes.
"He's obsessed with this show and there's something on it called a Tardis. It's a phone booth that's huge like a house on the inside. I relate it to Mary Poppins' purse," she explained.
"It's a police box, not a phone booth," I corrected. She just rolled her eyes again as my mom looked back and forth between us with an amused expression on her face.
"So when's the wedding again?" she joked.
"Next month," I answered nonchalantly as she and Jo looked at me with surprised expressions. I managed to keep a straight face for about ten seconds before a grin broke out across my face. The two women scowled as I dissolved into a fit of giggles that might have been more influenced by my sleep deprivation rather than my humor.
"He has to propose first," Jo said dryly.
"Well never mind that. The kids have seemed to claim their rooms, so where am I staying?" Mom asked.
"If you go through the kitchen there's a guest room off of there. The bed should be all made and everything," Jo said, heading for the stairs.
"Night mom," I called, following my girlfriend to bed. Just as I was disappearing upstairs I caught the small smile that crossed my Mom's face before turning for her room. I bet she was already thinking of the wedding. Skipping up the last few steps, I had to stop short and avoid running over Jo. She was standing in the middle of the hallway, looking into my office/game room.
"What're you looking at Jojo?" I asked, peering into the room. Stretched out on my pull out couch were the twins, tangled up in the sheets and already deep asleep. Will had shoved all my oversized beanbag chairs together into a makeshift bed and was sprawled across them, reminding me of the times I had fallen asleep there playing one of my games. Turning and smiling at Jo, I wrapped an arm around her and pulled her the rest of the way to our room.
"I think I wouldn't mind being a mom," she mumbled, glancing back into the hall, probably thinking about checking in on the kids.
"And I already know I'm going to love being a dad. Now stop worrying and let's get some sleep. We have to meet with the other in only a couple of hours," I told her. Jo grumbled at me (something about being a lazy parent) but we settled into bed and fell asleep quickly.