HELLO EVERYONE! Okay, I know, I haven't updated in forever, but hey, at least I'm updating! I have this chapter and the next done, so I plan on updating again on Friday, but don't hold it against me if I don't. So, I'm basically wrapping up the story, because it's getting to the point where I planned it to end. You'll see why by the end of this chapter :D So, I have nothing else to say except sorry for the delay and ENJOY!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Primeval or any of it's characters. All I own is Emma, Alex, Fowler, Patrick, Nicole, Stevie, Luke, and Lester jr. Oh, and I own the plot line (it's an original Logan-line :P)

The team found themselves, the next day, in the same place they were not too long ago. Emma, Alex, Patrick, Nicole, and Lester all sat at a table in the Conference Room, although this time, another man sat with them. Nick Cutter sat at the head of the table, not quite sure what to expect from this meeting. Patrick hadn't told him much when he asked Cutter to meet them this morning.

The seven sat in silence for a while, not exactly sure what they were waiting for. It was Patrick who started.

"You're probably wondering what it is you are doing here," he said, feeling like an interrogation officer.

"I'm guessing that you want my help with something," Cutter replied simply, sounding serious, but a bit dry.

"Professor Cutter," said Lester as he stood from his chair and started to pace around the room. "There is some information we have which we find necessary to share with you, and only you. You have to promise that you won't discuss this meeting with anyone, other than the six in this room."

Cutter nodded, picking up that the situation was probably quite serious if he was the only "visitor" that was learning about this information.

The team all exchanged glances, as if asking each other who should start. It ended up being Emma who turned to face Cutter, trying to find the right words to explain the situation.

"The team…from 2010 that is…they aren't really dead right now," she explained. "They're just…gone…on a mission. They all, including James Lester, went through an anomaly a few months ago."

"Sarah and Connor found a path," explained Patrick, "that they thought could solve a bunch of the mysteries involving the anomalies."

"And there's a reason why a bunch of teenagers too over the organization when they left," continued Emma. "We're not just some random school kids. This job is…in our blood…in a way."

Emma glanced up to see Cutter's expression. His expression was unreadable. She couldn't quite figure what he was thinking, but she did see a hint of amusement in his eyes. Why she did, though, she didn't know.

"Go on," said Cutter calmly, and sounding like he understood. Emma took a deep breath and prepared herself for the worst.

"We are, well…you see—"

"—we're their kids," finished Alex. An uncomfortable silence followed for a few brief seconds, then Alex realized what he said wasn't all the way true and said, "with the exception of Fowler."

To the team's surprise but utter delight, Cutter cracked a smile and chuckled a bit.

"I was expecting that," he explained to the team when he noticed their confused expressions. "Except for Fowler, though, I didn't know where he fit in. I just figured Becker's son, him being a soldier, and him and Alex seeming to be annoyed at each other all the time." This caused the two men to look at each other in shock. They shrugged, and turned back to Cutter who was scanning the team closely. "Alright then, tell me, how does this all work out? Who's the child of whom?"

"Well," started Patrick, "Nicole and I are twins, as you probably already know, and our parents are Danny and Jenny."

"So that explains Jenny's odd behavior ever since I showed up," thought Cutter. "That doesn't surprise me," he said aloud. "You two act so much like your father, and Nicole, you look so much like your mother."

Nicole smiled in pride at Cutter's comment. It was Jenny's smile she had as well, Cutter noted as he took one last look at the Quinn twins and turned towards Alex.

"I'm positive you're Sarah's son," he said, "you two share too many of the same interests, and you have a lot of Becker in your appearance."

Alex nodded curtly and gave a small smile. Cutter decided not to bring up Stevie, seeing lately that her brother was still shaken from her disappearance. From what he knew about her, Cutter determined that the girl was like her father; a soldier at heart.

"And that just leaves you," he said, turning towards Emma, "technology know-it all, sci-fi lover, and fingerless gloves. My god, Connor's turned into a girl and lost a few decades."

Alex laughed at Cutter's comment, which earned him a hard elbow to the ribs and a "shut-it" glare from Emma.

"Ah, the classical Abby glare," he laughed.

"You don't seem all that surprised," commented Emma.

"I've picked up a few details here and there," said Cutter. "It's actually pretty obvious when you look at the way you lot act. It also helped that I know five out of the six parents pretty well."

"Does anyone else know?" asked Lester, a bit annoyed that the team obviously hadn't done a good job hiding their identities.

"Not that I know of," said Cutter, "but I can always be wrong."

"And there's something else," said Patrick. "It's about the creature."

"I know, it's not supposed to exist, but I know there's—"

"We know why it came through when it doesn't exist," said Alex, turning his head slightly to look at Emma.

Cutter noticed this movement and looked at Emma as well, confused at the sudden mood change towards her. Emma looked a bit shaken at this, but seemed to know what Alex was talking about.

"Well, you see," she started. "I sort of have this…hobby; I like to draw my own creatures, and the one from last week, when we found you, I drew it. That's why it hasn't been showing up in the archives. It technically doesn't…never did exist."

The team received another surprise from Cutter when they saw his smile, as if saying "it all makes sense now!" He took a piece of paper out of his pocket and carefully unfolded it.

"Does this look familiar?" he asked.

Emma recognized it instantly; it was kind of hard to forget. She told Cutter it was the worm that had paralyzed her, killed three officers, and was now in his office.

"Not only that," he said. "But this is the copy of an original drawing, done for a contest in 2025 and it won first prize in the 'All of Great Britain Elementary School Drawing Contest'."

"That's my drawing," said a now dazed Emma.

"It's quite good," said Cutter, looking at the drawing and nodded in approval. "I'm guessing you forgot about it."

"It hasn't been the first thing on my mind lately, no."

"Wait," said Patrick. "If Emma drew both the Aquadorectasaurus and the worm, then that means all of her completed drawings are coming to life; not just the ones she just finished."

"In simple terms, yes," said Cutter. "The only question is, what's causing her drawings to do this. What immense power is out there and how was it created?"

"We don't know," said Nicole.

"Nor do I," said Cutter, as she sat down in his chair and put his head into his hands. "I was hoping you guys had an idea."

Becker's body was warm against hers as they lied in bed together. She felt his strong, muscular arms wrap around her frame and pull her close. Her back was turned to him. She felt his head lowed towards her neck, and soon felt his lips slowly kissing it. Sarah moaned and turned her head slightly to catch Becker on the cheek. When she did so though, she screamed at the sight in front of her. Stephen Hart look up, confused at Sarah's reaction, which only caused her to scream even louder.

Sarah awoke with a start to find herself in her office. It took her a few seconds of calming down before she realized what had just happened. What the hell was that all about? She thought to herself, her eyes starting to tear up. Not thinking of what consequences might lie ahead, Sarah ran out of her office. Her eyes were so teary that everything seemed a blur around her. Not that she cared. At the moment, she didn't care about where she was going. She just wanted to clear her head.

Meanwhile, Alex was walking down the corridor that led to the room/lab with the matrix in it. Cutter wanted him to study it and see if there was anything it could tell them about Emma's creatures. He wasn't sure what the matrix could tell him, but decided not to question Cutter's ways. As he made a right turn to enter the adjacent hallway, he found himself on the floor; he had run into something hard. Alex pulled himself up to a sitting position to see Sarah on the ground in front of him. He quickly got up from the floor and ran over to help her up.

"Are you alright?" he asked, seeing her teary eyes and hoping he didn't hurt her.

"Yeah," she responded as bravely as she could.

Alex wasn't fooled. He had known his mother all eighteen (almost nineteen) years of his life. She never got this sad, unless it was really bad. As in, if she was heartbroken, like the time she thought Becker, Alex's father, was dead when he got run over by a car. She was depressed for days, and was never quite the same since.

"Would you like to talk about them?" he asked, knowing what her discomfort was being caused by.

Sarah's teary eyes made their way to Alex's, and she nodded. Alex helped her off the floor, and led her to the matrix room and the two sat on the floor in the corner.

Luke walked into the ARC hub later on that day. He was visiting with some friends from high school earlier in the day, then decided it best to see if the crew needed help. The first thing he saw was Nicole sitting at one of the tables, filling out paperwork. Her back was turned, and Luke got an idea. He looked to his left where the light switch was and silently turned them off. Nicole's scream was heard, and Luke slowly advanced towards her. When he sensed that Nicole was right in front of him, he slowly placed his hands inches away from her hips. Without any warning, Luke started to tickle Nicole. At first, she screamed but it soon became an uncontrollable laughing fit.

"How you got this job, I'll never know. Your perception is awful!"

"Luke," Nicole shrieked between giggles.

This caused Luke to smile and laugh as well. There little encounter soon ended, though, when the lights in the hub were turned on and the two turned to see Lester standing by the switch. Luke stopped tickling Nicole and stood up straight, trying to avoid eye contact with Lester. Lester raised an eyebrow, and looked very annoyed.

"Sorry…umm…sir," said Luke, turning a bit shy in front of the boss.

"Just don't let it happen again," he said, turning on his heel and heading up the ramp towards his office. Once Lester's door was closed, there was a small paused before Luke turned toward Nicole and asked,

"Is he always like that?"

Nicole laughed and shook her head.

"That's just Lester being…Lester," she said while turning back towards her paperwork.

"He seems pleasant," Luke said sarcastically, as he took the seat next to Nicole.

He was soon off that seat, though, for Nicole had shoved him off for saying what he said. Luke got up eventually and took his next seat across from Nicole. He wasn't in the mood to be on the floor again.

"That wasn't nice," she said, eyes not leaving the paperwork.

"Okay," he said slowly. "He doesn't seem…colorful? With the exception of the occasional ties."

"Better," Nicole said with a small smirk.

The two sat there in silence for a few seconds, Nicole finishing her paperwork and neatly staking it to one side of the table.

"So…" said Luke. "How long have you two been going out?"

Nicole's response was rather calm, which surprised her. Usually, when someone presumed she was going out with someone, she would sharply tell them to shut it. However, this time, she just looked up at Luke, and politely demanded him to tell her why he assumed that she was dating her own boss.

"Well…"he said, thinking over his words carefully. "It just made sense with the way he responded when he found us in the hub…in the dark…with me tickling you…"

"Responded?" asked Nicole.

"Well yeah," responded Luke. "There was obvious anger and annoyance in his tone, probably from turning the lights out, but there was also a big dash of jealousy in the mix. It was the kind a bloke gets when the lady he loves is taken."

Luke saw Nicole's eyes light up when he mentioned the "love" part. She does like him!

"But why does he think I'm taken?" she asked, "not saying that I romantically like him or anything." Luke leaned in forward and pointed to himself and Nicole then made a heart shape with his fingers. "But we broke up remember?"

"Oh I do, but I don't think he knows; must not be in our files." Nicole stayed silent, which was very unlike her. "Look, if you like him-"

"I don't!" Nicole exclaimed, her voice cracking indicating that she was indeed lying.

"Nicole, we've known each other for ages, and the only reason we broke up, was because I was going to the states. We can both agree that we've now moved on. You can trust me."

Nicole looked up a Luke and took a deep breath. She truly was nervous about Luke's possible reaction.

"Okay," she said, finally giving in. "You're right, I do fancy him."

"See that wasn't so hard, right?" Luke asked with a smile.

Nicole gave Luke a signature Jenny-smile, thanking him almost. Luke was glad he was able to help. The mood in the area soon lightened, and became more positive. That is, except, for the negative aura coming from up the ramp. Unbeknownst to Luke and Nicole, Lester was watching the two from behind the glass wall of his office.

Lester turned away from the scene in front of him and started to walk towards his desk. He had been too late, or maybe, he never even stood a chance. For all he knew, Luke and Nicole had still been dating, despite of the time difference.

Lester warily sat down in his chair as he surveyed the desk in front of him. He picked up a piece of paper in front of him, but crumbled it up and threw it away once he knew what it was about. It was the confirmation number for a reservation he made for the following Friday. He was planning on asking Nicole out sometime soon; today even. But whatever he had been hoping for was obviously not going to happen.

"So why don't you tell him?" asked Luke. "I mean, he obviously has no idea."

"Don't say that," responded Nicole half-heartedly.

"So you're thinking he doesn't like you?"

"Sort of..."

Luke sighed and got up from his seat. Damn women, he thought, they always make everything so confusing! Is it so hard to go up to a bloke and ask him a simple question?

"I'm going to check on the others," he said, "but just hear me out. You like him, he really likes you. My advice would be to tell him soon, 'cause he's obviously not going to make the first move."

Nicole smirked, amused at witnessing this side of Luke. She nodded and then watched as her ex-boyfriend left the hub.

Emma walked into the break room, craving a cup of tea. She wanted to clear her mind. So many things seemed to be happening at once, and she was worn out. She quickly filled the killed with water and put it on the stove. It wasn't until then that Emma noticed she wasn't alone. Alex was sitting on the couch, leaning forward with his head in his hands. Emma instantly forgot about the boiling water on the stove next to her and went over to the couch. She sat next to her distressed friend and placed a hand gently on his shoulder.

"Why did he have to hurt her?" asked Alex aloud without looking up.

"I don't know," answered Emma, knowing exactly what her friend was talking about. Even though he didn't show it in front of the team, Alex was really hurting from the whole "Stephen/Sarah/Becker" drama going on, and she didn't blame him. If some random person came to the ARC and started flirting with Connor, Emma would probably puke at the sight.

"It's just not fair," he stated darkly as he rose from his seat and took a few steps forward. "She doesn't deserve this! This wasn't supposed to happen! Why is it happening when it's not supposed to?"

"I don't know," responded Emma sharply, while standing up. "None of us do, but we are trying to figure out why!"

Alex scowled darkly and rose from his seat. He stormed out of the break room, probably towards his office. She wanted to help Alex, but he was just blocking her out, like he usually did. She was worried about him, and just hoped he wouldn't do anything rash. A faint whistle could be heard which brought Emma back down to earth. She absentmindedly went over to the stove and took the kettle off the heater. She quickly prepared her tea, and started to head out of the break room.

As she sipped the drink, Emma couldn't help but worry. Things were not going well. Stephen coming back was causing the present to change, something was causing her drawings to come to life, everyone was a mess, and nobody knew when the team, their parents, was coming back. She was about halfway to her office when she finished her tea. Not wanted to deal with the cup, she placed it on a near-by table and continued walked. However, on her way, she ran into Connor, who was looking quite disturbed. This wasn't like the Connor she knew at all, so it surprised her.

"Hey Con, you okay?" she asked, hoping that whatever Connor was upset about wasn't all that serious.

The man slowly raised his head, tearing his gaze from the floor and resting it upon Emma. There was something in the way he looked at her that obviously wasn't there before. Oh god, she thought, he better not be growing a fancy for me! That would just be awkward, and I would never look at him the same way when he comes back. Wait...it's not a "I fancy you" look... The look Connor had was something else. Relief? Angst? She didn't know.

By now, Connor had started to make his way towards Emma. Each step he took seemed carefully planned out, yet still shaky. He slowly brought his right hand to Emma's cheek. She noticed that his eyes were tearing up, and his bottom lip quivering ever so slightly.

"Emma," he whispered softly, the tears easily being heard in his voice, "Emma Abigail Temple, born on October 29th, 2015 at 4:25 a.m."

Emma was shocked. How did past-Connor know about this? Surly somebody didn't tell him. Everyone agreed to keep their identities secret. It was then, that Connor pulled Emma into his arms and hugged her tightly.

"You're my daughter," he said comfortably.

It sounded right coming from his tongue. It wasn't until Connor said that, that Emma started to cry. She buried her face into her father's shoulder and cried. She had wanted to do it for so long, but had been holding it in.

"Daddy," she choked out after a few minutes. "I missed you so much."

Even though Connor was technically her father, he still treated her like he would his daughter; however he was completely out of practice. Not so sure what to do, Connor decided to do what he usually did when Abby got upset. He kept his grip on Emma and tried to sooth her; rubbing small circles into her back and reassuring that he wasn't going anywhere.

However, their reunion soon ended, for the hallway was suddenly illuminated by a flashing red light and loud sirens sounded throughout the ARC. The two broke their hug; still whipping back tears, and stood awkwardly by each other.

"Anomaly alert, we'd better get to the ADD before someone accidentally erases the archives," Emma joked, trying to lighten the mood.

Connor nodded and the two Temples made their way down the corridor towards the hub. Once they got there, a few other members were already there, waiting for instructions. Emma ran over to the ADD and quickly started typing, trying to get the coordinates.

"The Forest of Dean," she called behind her to the team.

By now, all the members from both the "past" and "present" team were in the hub and heard Emma's directions. They all instantly jumped into action and started heading for the cars.

Finding the anomaly took almost no time at all. Cutter was able to get the anomaly stabilized and guarded without anything coming out from the other side. A soldier was stationed at every 10 foot mark surrounding the sealed anomaly. Becker stood on one side while Fowler stood on the other side, both men surveying the site. Satisfied, Cutter turned to the team and announced they could leave.

However, Cutter had spoken too soon, for just as the team turned towards the trucks, the anomaly unsealed itself. Confused at this, the team stopped in their tracks and looked at the now opened anomaly. The soldiers all cocked their guns and pointed them at the anomaly, ready to fire on sight. Connor immediately went to the anomaly sealing device and locked the portal once again. To his dismay, however, the anomaly unsealed itself once again.

"That was weird," said Connor as he started examining his invention, making sure there were no quirks happening within the wires and such.

"Something must be opening it from the other side," concluded Emma, "that's all it could be."

"I'll go check it out," said Cutter, approaching the anomaly at a steady pace. "If I'm not back in an hour, send back-up."

Just before Cutter was able to get past the soldiers, however, the anomaly started to bulge, signaling something from the other side was coming through. Becker, Fowler, and their men raised the guns higher, and looked like they were about to shoot. However, it wasn't a creature that slowly emerged from the anomaly. No, it was a human (more specifically a woman). The soldiers instantly lowered their guns and looked at the woman, confused. She had long auburn hair and dark brown eyes. Danny could have sworn it was Jenny, but decided against it at the sight of what the woman was wearing. Nobody in the area was able to recognize this woman, that is, except for one.

"Claudia Brown," he whispered, not believing the words as they came out past his lips.

SO! Yes, I know, Claudia is back, but there is a SIGNIFICANT REASON that she is back. So please, I prefer no hate mail until the end of the next chapter when her appearance is revealed. Trust me, you won't be expecting it :D I want to thank you for reading, and sticking with me this far! Love you all, and PLEASE REVIEW! Reviews are author's Red Bulls that help us come up with great ideas to make our stories even better! REVIEW!

~Logan ;)