A/N: After leaving you guys in suspense for a week and half, I have returned with chapter 12! We get a lot of Sara action in this-I think it's kinda neat to play around in her head. Anyway, enjoy!

Chapter 12: Family

"He said his name is Teddy."

Sara replayed the sentence in her head as she tried to grasp what this meant. He had found them. Somehow, someway, he had found a way to locate her family. She couldn't breathe. She couldn't move. She was paralyzed with fear. Suddenly, in that moment, all Sara wanted to do was crawl into a hole and hide; hide from all of the bad things that she knew were waiting for her.

Her first instinct was to run—to take her family and get them as far away from anything that he could do to hurt them. Sara knew firsthand what he was capable, and she'd be damned if she was going to let her kids anywhere near that man ever again. She suddenly realized that Maricruz had no idea what was going on. The last she heard, Mikey had a weird Captain Hook themed dream that spooked Sara.

So Sara did what she did best; she put on a brave face, pretended she wasn't absolutely scared out of her mind, and took action.

"Oh, Teddy? That's a cool name," Sara began. She knew it was important to stay calm. Mikey was perceptive, a trait he inherited from his father, and could easily sense when something was wrong.

"Hey, Mikey," she said, recapturing his attention. "What do you say we get your brother and your cousins and go get some lunch? Sound good?" Sara asked, trying to add some enthusiasm to her voice.

"Sure, Mama!" Mikey said.

Sara let out a breath she didn't know she was holding when she realized that her son had not noticed the tension that she knew was coursing through her veins.

"Alright, dude. Let's go round up the troops," she said with a strained smile.

"Mama," Jake called out from across the table.

"Yes, baby," Sara answered.

"Play," he said, pointing to the jungle gym set up in the next room.

Sara hesitated. After everything she found out this morning, the last thing she wanted to do was let her kids out of her sight. Even though the jungle gym was hardly a place he would be able to show up at without being seen, she still wasn't super keen on the idea of her kids running around unaccounted for.

"I don't know, buddy. We should probably get going soon," she said.

"Mama, please," Jake said, big blue eyes sparkling.

"Why don't you, Lila, Mikey, and Eduardo all go? Then you three can go play, and me and your mama will stay here with Emily," Maricruz answered before Sara would have to.

"K!" Jake replied before standing up and pulling on his big brother's hand to join him.

"Be careful, guys," Sara said, a little too sternly to be just seen as just a casual reminder.

"Okay, what's up? And don't feed me some BS about how you're tired or stressed or anything else like that. You've never been this over-cautious, over-protective mom before," Maricruz reasoned.

"Well, maybe it's time that I start. Who am I to let my kids run around unattended to?" Sara said defensively.

"Easy there, Mama Bear," Maricruz joked. "They are next door in a room with clear walls. They'll be in our line of vision the whole time. What's gotten into you?"

Sara sighed. This was so not the time or place to get into this. But at this point she didn't want to deal with this on her own anymore. Maricruz's kids were at the park too. She had a right to know.

"And don't think I haven't noticed that you haven't touched your food. You've never been one to turn down fries. And the fact that you disappeared into the bathroom for 10 minutes when we got here? Don't think that went unnoticed either. Is there something you want to tell me?" Maricruz continued.

Time out. What was she getting at? There's no way that she could be pregnant.

"Remember that dream that Mikey had a few days ago?" Sara asked, changing the subject.

"Oh don't think you're going to dodge my questions that easily. You're pregnant, aren't you? Why wouldn't you just tell me? I mean, does Michael know? Is that why you can't sleep? Because you haven't told him? I'm sure he'll be thrilled once he finds out. You don't need to worry about any—" Maricruz rambled.

"Maricruz!" Sara interrupted. "I'm not pregnant."

"Are you sure? Because all signs point to the bun in the—"

"Can you just focus for a sec?" Sara asked. "The dream."

"What about the dream?" Maricruz said, rolling her eyes at her friend's desperate attempt to change the subject.

"I don't think it was about Captain Hook," Sara stated simply.

"You don't think it was about…" Maricruz drifted off, unable to finish her thought.

"I do. He's out."

"What?" Maricruz exclaimed.

Sara shushed her friend. The last thing they needed to do was make a scene.

"I'm going to tell you something, but you have to promise me that you will keep it to yourself until I have a chance to talk to Michael and Lincoln," Sara said sternly.

"Cross my heart."

Sara explained to Maricruz the incident at the park. She told her friend what Mikey had said about the "very nice man" with the gloves who helped him with his ball and told him his name was Teddy. Maricruz listened silently as she listened to Sara explain how Michael had discovered he had escaped from police custody. She too was speechless.

"Well that explains why you haven't been sleeping," Maricruz said when Sara finished.

Sara nodded.

"And why we left the park so quickly. And why you're not hungry. Hell it even explains why you disappeared in the bathroom for 10 minutes," Maricruz added.

Sara let out a humorless laugh.

"You have a bad habit of doing that, you know," Maricruz stated.

"What do you mean?" Sara returned.

"Bottling up your problems. Not letting anybody help you. Trying to carry the weight of the world on your shoulders. You don't have to do that anymore. Michael is home and he is alive. Fernando and I are here for you. You've always had Lincoln in your corner. Sure, you have reason to be afraid, you have good reason to be scared out of your freaking mind, but you should never feel alone. You have so many people, here, and ready to help you. I know growing up this probably isn't something that you were used to, but we're your family. You can lean on us."

Sara felt the tears well up in her eyes, just threatening to fall.

She pulled Maricruz into a hug.

"Thank you," she choked out. "So much."

"Anytime," Maricruz replied, returning the hug.

"Now," Maricruz said, pulling away, "we need to get going. We both have husbands who will be very interested in knowing what happened today at the park."

Sara returned home to an empty house.

"Michael?" she called out.

"Hmm. I guess Daddy isn't here," she told her sons.

"Mama, can I go watch a movie?" she heard Mikey ask.

"Sure, angel. Why don't you go pick one out and I will come help you start it after I put Emily down for her nap?"

"Okay! C'mon Jakey," Mikey said, reaching for his brother's hand.

Sara smiled at the pair. She walked over to Emily's pack and play, kissed her forehead, and laid her down.

"Goodnight, sweet pea," Sara said, smiling at her niece. She said a silent prayer that none of the kids would get dragged into this crazy mess. Hell, she prayed that no one would get dragged into this mess. Why did it feel like the FBI was completely incapable of doing their jobs?

Twenty minutes later, Sara was downstairs in the kitchen, trying to find anything to keep her mind from going to the worst places possible. The boys were upstairs watching a movie, and Emily was sleeping soundly, keeping all of them preoccupied for the next two hours. Sara needed to take her mind of things while she waited for Michael to return. If not, she was sure to drive herself crazy. She tried to think about anything else she could do.

And then she remembered. Maricruz's accusations at lunch may not have been completely off base. She felt nauseous all of the time lately—she blamed that on stress. She couldn't remember the last time she had had her period—she blamed that on stress, too. She was sexually active—she and Michael had always been careful though. Every possible clue that she was pregnant had an alternate explanation that rebutted the argument. There was no way she could be.

Or was there?

Sara decided to humor herself. She walked to her bathroom and pulled out one of the pregnancy tests she had bought when she found out she was pregnant with Jake. She stared at the box. It would only take three minutes, and then she would know for sure. It certainly would distract her.

She couldn't decide what to do. Taking the pregnancy test could open up Pandora's box. She loved her kids, and Michael was a great dad, but she couldn't imagine having another one right now, especially since things were getting so crazy. A pregnancy would only complicate things. She wasn't sure what to do, but she knew she had to decide quickly. Michael could be home any minute, and the last thing she needed was him finding her like this.

She weighed her options, making a list of pros and cons as she had done so many times before.

Pro: she loved being a mom to Jake and Mikey more than anything.

Con: their timing, as always, sucked. Literally all hell was about to break loose.

Pro: seeing the look on Michael's face both times he found out she was pregnant.

Con: another baby was another piece of leverage that he could use against them.

Pro: it was a baby, their baby—half her, half Michael, all perfect.

Con: they were already juggling two full-time jobs and two kids under five; a third would be a handful.

Pro: it was their baby.

Sara opened the box.

A/N: So what do you think? Is she, or isn't she? Let me know in your theories a review. And let me know what you're thinking of the story so far! I love hearing from you guys, and who knows, it may even inspire me to update more quickly ;) XOXO