Sarah was lost in thought as her and Grace tried out a French dish that she had found online; the 'woman with a boys haircut' alarmed her but she didn't want to show concern or fear around Grace.

She cleared her throat as she excused herself from the table and grabbed her cell phone and called Mike, hoping that he'd pick up.

"This is Weston." He said.

"It's me." Sarah said, leaning against the wall in the hallway.

"Hey, what's up?" Mike asked her.

Sarah sighed "When Grace and I went to the mall today, she told me that a woman was watching us…and I think it might have been Emma." She confided in him.

"Well, did you get a look at her?" Mike asked.

Sarah shook her head "No…I didn't see her, but Grace did…she gave me this vague description about a woman with a boys hair cut…I mean…" she trailed off, unable to finish a sentence as she mentally slapped herself.

"Hey, it's okay, take a breath!" Mike said.

Sarah huffed "I don't want to fuck this up, Mike." She told him.

"I know you don't. Look, just keep an eye out alright, and if you see something then call headquarters, okay?" Mike said, trying to comfort Sarah.

"Okay." Sarah simply said.

She could almost hear his smile through the phone "So, besides that, is everything else okay?" he asked her.

"Yeah, I made Ratatouille…Grace can't get enough of it." Sarah muttered.

"Really? You made Ratatouille?" Mike asked her.

Sarah nodded "Yeah, trying to learn a new dish every night…it keeps Grace entertained." She remarked.

"So she's doing okay?" Mike asked, his paternal side showing.

Sarah smiled "Yeah, she's fine. We're going to try and finish the EifelTower tonight…" she said, peeking into the kitchen to check on Grace.

Grace turned to Sarah "Are you talking to daddy?" she asked.

Sarah smiled "Hang on, Grace wants to say 'hi' she said before meeting Grace half way and handing her the cell phone.

She walked back into the kitchen to finish up her dinner while Grace danced around the kitchen talking to Mike about her day.

Sarah smiled as watched Grace dance around, talking to her father before she stopped and turned to Sarah before walking towards her "He wants to talk to you again." She said, handing the phone to Sarah.

"Yes, sir?" Sarah asked before taking another bite of dinner.

Mike cleared his throat "I told her I'd be home in a few days, but in all honesty—I don't know how long I'm going to be up here." He told her.

Sarah huffed "Okay."

"If you need help you can call Ryan…" Mike told her.

Sarah shook her head "No, no…I'm okay." She assured him.

"Do you need money?" Mike asked.

"Oh, no! It's funny how much interest accumulates in your bank account when you leave it alone for 5 years." She told him.

Mike sighed "Okay, well, I've got to go—I'm getting the stink eye from Donovan." He remarked.

Sarah smiled "Don't piss off the pirate."

Mike laughed out loud "Good one. But seriously though, if you feel the need to call Headquarters—you call them, okay?" he said, trying to assure Sarah.

"Okay." Sarah said, taking another bite of her dinner.

Mike finally had to go and Sarah put her cell phone next to her plate and looked up at Grace "…You ready to finish that tower?" she asked her.

Grace nodded "Can we work on it now?" she asked.

Sarah smirked as she shook her head "Not yet. I've got to get my strength." She muttered.

It was hard to get Grace into bed after they finally finished the EifelTower; Sarah finally grabbed her by her wrists and threw her on the bed.

"Yes, it's been a very exciting day, but I am tired and so you have to go to bed so that way I can go to bed." Sarah remarked, almost irritated at the hyper child.

Grace huffed "Fine, but can you at least read me a story?" she begged.

Sarah whined "Oh, Gracie…please…"

"Please, just one story Sarah?" she asked, beginning to jump on the bed.

Sarah huffed "One story, and then bed." Sarah insisted.

Grace nodded, laying back down in her bed and handing Sarah the ever so familiar Madeline book.

Sarah sat and read the book to Grace who finally began to relax in her bed; when Sarah finished, Grace looked up at her "Sarah?" she asked.

"Yes?" Sarah responded, looking down at Grace.

"…are you going to be my new mommy?" Grace asked.

Sarah swallowed hard, she bit her lip as she looked down at the child "…do you want me to be?" she asked.

Grace shrugged "Maybe."

Sarah smiled "Goodnight, Grace." She said before leaving the bedroom, closing the door behind her.

She leaned against it, covering her mouth to stop herself from crying as she replayed the moment in her mind; she took a deep breathe and pushed herself away from the door and walked down the hall to the guest room that she was occupying.

Sarah fell onto her bed, thinking about Grace and the word 'mommy' coming out of her mouth; she wasn't sure when to tell Grace that she was her mother, but with that comment, the conversation needed to probably happen soon.

Sarah climbed down the stairs to see Grace already in the living room with the T.V on, continuing to mess around with the Eiffel Tower.

"What are you doing?" Sarah asked, approaching Grace.

Grace looked up at Sarah "I'm building a small town around the Eifel tower…" she said with a smile.

Sarah smiled "Oh, wow…that's so cool!" she said, looking up to see that the news was occupying the T.V.

"Why is the news on?" she asking, grabbing the remote and changing the station to a random cartoon show.

Grace shrugged "It was on when I turned the T.V. on." She said.

"I doubt that very seriously." She remarked, throwing the remote back on the couch, then looking down at Grace.

Sarah sighed "…so, what do you want for breakfast?" she asked Grace.

"…I don't know."

Sarah smiled "How about pancakes?" she asked before walking into the kitchen.