'Something's bothering you.'

Hawke's fingers had been idly tracing over the freckled skin of Caitlin's naked back and they stilled at her sleepy words.

She raised her head from where she had been sprawled across his chest and inched up the bed a little to look at him fully. 'You want to talk about it?'

Hawke's hand slid over her shoulder, his fingers trailed up her neck and cupped her cheek. 'Have I told you how much I love you?'

'Hmmm.' Caitlin dropped a kiss on his lips. 'I love you too.'

His blue eyes warmed and he lifted his head an inch to kiss her again.

Her fingers met his lips and she smiled knowingly. 'But you can't get round me that easily.'

He fell back on the pillow and looked at her ruefully.

'So what's going on in that head of yours?' Caitlin asked making herself more comfortable beside him.

'I was just thinking about Larry's update.' Hawke admitted. Larry Mason was a retired information analyst who was helping Hawke and Saint John track down their missing parents and younger brother, Sebastian.

'He's close.' Caitlin said.

'Yeah.' Hawke murmured. His fingers drifted up and down her back again unconsciously tracing patterns.

'It sounds like Sarah's information really helped.' Caitlin continued.

Hawke nodded. His long-lost sister had provided additional information about aliases and travel patterns since they had found her in Colorado. 'I think she's nervous about meeting up with our parents again.'

And so was he, Caitlin concluded silently. 'It sounds like she was quite a rebellious kid. She must have been to run off and get pregnant at sixteen.'

Hawke knew she was right; it was only the same blunt and honest truth that Sarah herself had admitted to after all. She had grown up rapidly with the birth of her son, his nephew. He was silent for the moment. 'I don't recognise them.'

Caitlin looked at him bemused.

'My parents.' He clarified. 'When she talks about them,' he shrugged a little awkwardly given his position, 'they seem so different. I don't recognise them.'

Caitlin's fingers curled on his chest. 'You will.'

Her quiet reassurance comforted him.

'What if they don't recognise me?' Hawke added quietly.

'They'll recognise you.' Caitlin said firmly. She smiled at him wryly. 'You all look too alike for them not to recognise you.'

Hawke's lips twitched at her pragmatism.

'Besides a mother knows her child.' Caitlin smoothed his fringe back. 'Thinking they lost you and Saint John must have devastated them.' She shook her head. 'I don't know what I'd do if we lost Nicky.'

'I don't know what I'd do if I lost either of you.' Hawke admitted. 'Or whoever else comes along.' His hand slid possessively over her flat abdomen. They were trying for their second child and he was hoping for a girl.

She kissed him and cuddled into his side.

His hand stroked her arm absently as his thoughts turned to his brother. ' Saint John seemed better.'

'Yeah. He took Locke's death pretty hard, didn't he?' Caitlin murmured.

Hawke nodded his mind racing over Jason Locke's last moments. The Company agent had been brainwashed into abducting Saint John and almost killing his friend. Luckily, they had been able to reverse the brainwashing and Locke had helped Hawke rescue his brother. Unfortunately, Locke had been shot but before he died, he had told them that the man really behind the recent attacks on the team was Giovanni Cordelli.

The Cordelli's. Hawke tensed at the thought of them. It had been the death of his grandfather, Elijah, by the hands of Angelo Cordelli that had started the whole chain of events that had ended up with his parents on the run from the Cordelli family and separated from their older children when the ruse meant to provide cover for them entering witness protection had gone badly wrong.

'Now I know you're thinking about the Cordelli's.' Caitlin said feeling his muscles bunch beneath her fingers.

'That stunt with Locke was a declaration of war.' Hawke mused. 'They came after us hard.'

'At least we know it wasn't Sterling.' Caitlin sighed. 'I can't believe Larry found the marriage certificate between Angelica Horn and Giovanni Cordelli. I wonder if she knew.'

Hawke was silent. He figured it was better to keep his mouth shut than to share his own thoughts on Angelica Horn given how Caitlin felt about the woman.

'At least we have a plan.' Caitlin said.

Hawke's eyes hardened with resolve. 'As soon as we get a fix on my parents, we'll move.' He shifted suddenly, switching their positions so Caitlin lay beneath him.

'I take it we're done talking.' Caitlin said breathlessly.

'Yeah; we're done.' Hawke's grin was quick and brief before his lips captured hers.