A/N: Hey all! So sorry i haven't been updating as often but I've been busy busy busy! But do not fear, I'm getting more time to write and so I think this story will be finished soon, there's only like, two or three more chapters left. As always i would love to know what you're thinking, so please review.
"Uncle Jack!" Cat yelled as soon as S.A.R.A.H let us in. Amazingly the Sheriff managed to catch the flying seven year old before she caused the two of them to fall to the floor.
"Jack, nice to see you don't change much," Will said, nodding his greeting before slouching on the couch and turning on the TV (typical teenager).
"Uncle Doug!" Joey's eyes lit up as the dorky head of GD walked in right behind us.
"What!" Fargo squeaked as Cat's twin gave him a hug.
"Everyone, meet our kids. Will, over on the couch, Cat and Joey," Jo sighed, walking further into the house with me where I spotted Grace, Henry, and Allison coming from the kitchen.
"Zane, good to see you again," the older man greeted me with a pat on the shoulder.
"Henry," I gave him a nod before joining Will.
"Oh my…Zane, he looks just like you," Grace said with a smile when she spotted my oldest son. A wide grin spread across my face at the compliment.
"Aunt Grace, you say that every time you see me!" Will whined, sinking into his seat. Henry laughed and ruffled the boy's hair as he and his wife took a seat next to us.
"So it looks like everyone is here, let's get down to business," Jack announced walking into the room with Cat still attached to him at the neck, even as Allison held the little girl. Huh, I didn't know kids could contort like that.
"Zane, try not to let your mind wander," Jo whispered as she sat on the arm of the couch next to me. I grinned, wrapping an arm around her waist.
"I'll try," I told her as everyone else found seats.
"So…what's going on?" Carter asked, looking at Will. The teenager sighed and retold the story about what happens and how he and his siblings ended up here. I tuned out the story, having already heard it…twice. Instead I observed everyone else's reactions. Jack's amiable smile slipped off his face slowly with every word and he even scowled when Beverly's name came up. Allison kept hugging Cat tighter and tighter, I feared my daughter would get crushed by the woman's grip. Henry and Grace were holding hands, faces grim. Fargo was the most entertaining of the bunch, growing paler and paler, even squeaking sometimes. When Will finished telling everyone what was going on the room sat in a heavy silence for a long while.
"We're going to get caught!" the "fearless" head of GD finally squeaked.
"Um, technically you already did," Joey pointed out earning a round of glares from me, his mom, and his siblings.
"That's the future honey, not the present. Right now we're still safe…sort of," Allison pointed out kindly.
"Time is relative in this case," the seven year old muttered, but remained quiet otherwise.
"So the question now is, what are we going to do?" Henry posed the question on everyone's mind.
"Well, it's really a catch twenty two here. Sending the kids back will get us caught and not sending them back puts them at risk of getting caught as well as us. We're damned if we do and we're damned if we don't," Jack muttered.
"Yeah, we get that," Fargo snapped, withering under all the glares he received.
"Anyway what we should focus on is the immediate problem of Beverly, then we can worry about the kids," Henry said, calming the tense atmosphere slightly. Once again we all fell into silence, only broken when Jenna ran into the room carrying a power cell from one of Kevin's gadgets in one hand, and Zoe's cellphone in the other. The two teenagers running after her were an entertaining sight, but the crying and screaming toddler was less than amusing.
"Just so you know Dad, none of us were ever that bad," Will whispered to me, probably seeing the look of dismay on my face.
"Good to know," I mumbled as the three ring circus taking place between the kids, Carter and Allison drew to a close.
"This whole thing would be easier if we could just frame Beverly and she takes all the blame," Fargo groused, slouching like a sulking child. As soon as he said that my thought processes went off like a bullet. Frame Beverly for time travel huh? My mind was whirling with possibilities.
"Hey Dad…" Will's hesitant voice barely distracted me from the conclusion my mind was trying to reach.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking? About Beverly…" he asked. I turned, surprised, to see Will deep in thought, a contemplative look on his face so similar to mine that it was slightly creepy.
"If we could…" I began.
"Yeah, but we'd need a sample of it," Will broke in.
"That shouldn't be a problem, but how would we…" I started again.
"Yeah, that'd be a problem, but maybe…" my son interrupted again, following my thoughts.
"No, you're not going to…"
"But that's the only way it'll work. You can leave the twins out…" He began to argue.
"No, not happening."
"Still, it could be just me. Remember, Mom trained me and I do have your smarts," he gave that smirk that I was famous for. I sighed, knowing that what we had thought of would work, but still not liking it.
"What in the world are you two talking about?" Carter finally broke in, frustrated by the half voiced conversation.
"Oh, Will and I just came up with a plan," I smirked as the Sheriff rolled his eyes.
"Please tell me you two aren't going to destroy half the town with this one. Zane, you were bad enough when you first got here. I can't imagine how awful it'll be with two of you causing mayhem," Jack muttered as Allison patted his shoulder comfortingly.
"I don't think I was ever that bad. Anyway, this isn't a mayhem thing…" I started to explain.
"It's a plan to get rid of that red headed she devil," Will grumbled, cutting off my much more crass words.
"Well, don't leave us in the dark," Jo demanded, nudging me in the side. Will and I exchanged self-satisfied looks.
"Ok, well, what we were thinking…" Will said as he and I began to describe our idea.