I have no idea where this story is going, so i bring to you all, THE EPILOGUE! It's time to move on. Thanks to those who've stuck with this story since the beginning (and that's been a while)

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Primeval, and I probably never will :(

Sarah walked into her house and closed the door behind her. She was carrying six bags of groceries at once. She made her way to the kitchen, luckily, without dropping any of the food. As she set down the bags, she noticed a figure standing by the doorway that led to the hallway.

"Coulda had some help back there Rob," she said to the boy.

"Sorry mom," said the boy. He seemed to be about fifteen years old, pale skin, short neat dark hair, and dark brown eyes. He was average height for his age and had very good posture.

"Good, you got food," said another voice behind her.

Sarah turned around to see another teenage boy, about seventeen, with long shaggy brown hair and icy blue eyes reach into one of the grocery bags and take out a box of Cheeze-Its. Sarah snatched the box away from the boy.

"Don't eat now Nick or you'll ruin your supper."

"Why can't we eat something now?" asked another boy, identical to Nick.

"Because I said so Alex," she said to the other boy. "Now, if you all want supper, you're going to put away all these groceries for me."

"Yes mum," said the three boys.

"Oh, and get Jacob in here, he needs to help too."

Sarah left the boys to putting away the groceries and went into the living room. She sat down on the couch and closed her eyes for a moment. It had been a long day. There were two anomaly calls today, and she had to leave early so she could hit the grocery store before dinner. The house had been out of food for a while now, and her sons were starting to complain.

Suddenly, she heard a crash come from one of the bedrooms. Sarah leaped from the couch and ran up the stairs to the kid's bedrooms. The noise had come from the one farthest down the hallways. Sarah sighed, knowing who it was, and let herself in the room. She wasn't surprised to see a girl, about fourteen, on the ground in front of an opened window.

"Sam, what were you doing?" asked Sarah.

"Umm…homework?" said the girl.

Sarah sighed and helped the girl up. She had medium length dark brown hair, just like hers, that was pulled back into a messy ponytail. She was wearing a pair of jeans, a brown tee-shirt, and white converse. From what Sarah could see, she had a few cuts and bruises on her arms.

"So, homework involves getting cuts on your arms?" asked Sarah.

"No," said Sam, "I finished homework a while ago."

This didn't surprise Sarah. Sam always finished her homework quickly. She was a very bright student. It's what she did afterwards that worried her.

"So I went to the park, and played a bit of football with some kids."

Sarah understood now. Not only was her daughter smart, but also quite active.

"Why did you climb through the window then?"

"Well, let's just say the other team doesn't know how to take losing that well."

Sarah wanted to laugh, but she held it back. She didn't want to encourage her daughter that violence was always the route to take. Soon, Sam was cleaned up and the two headed back downstairs. They walked into the kitchen and saw the four boys crowded around the Cheeze-It box.

"Boys, what did I say about eating before dinner?"

The four scrambled at the sound of their mother's voice, and quickly tried to hide the box.

"We weren't eating," said Jacob.

"Sure," said Sarah.

Sarah could hear the door to the house open and footsteps heading towards the kitchen. Jacob, Sam, and Rob ran towards the sound and tackled their father with hugs.

"AH! You got me!" said Becker.

"I always said I'm the mother of a football team," thought Sarah.

Becker soon shook off the kids and made his way towards Sarah. He pulled her into a hug and gave her a quick peck on the lips.

"Anything happen after I left?"

"Nope, but you missed out on all the fun stuff! Lester assigned more paperwork!"

"So upset I missed it," said Sarah.

"So, have you started dinner yet?" he asked.

"No, not yet. I'm going to though."

"I wouldn't," said Becker.

Sarah gave him a curious look.

"How come?" she asked.

"Because, I brought home some PIZZA!"

Becker took out a huge pizza box and showed it to Sarah. Rob made a grab for it and ran it into the kitchen; Sam and Jacob hot on his trail.

"We better get in there before they eat it all," said Becker.

"I agree," said Sarah.

And the two went running after their children, into the kitchen.

Then End.

Cute wasn't it? Just a day in the life of Sarah Becker. Yes, she has four sons and a daughter. It goes Alex and Nick, who are twins, then Jacob, then Rob, then Sam. THE BECKER FAMILY FOOTBALL TEAM! LOL! PLEASE REVIEW! Thanks for reading.

~Logan ;)