Hello, I am a huge fan of Eureka. I absolutely love Jo and Zane, they are truly my favourite couple!

This is a time travel fic. How will the Eureka crew react when they are meet their future children? Jo and Zane's daughter and Jack and Alison's son appear in their time.

I am rubbish at summaries at the beginning. Let me know what you think!

Edited slightly: 18/09/2015

Parish POV:

Parish was in his laboratory working on a new behavioural system. He was tweaking a crucial wire when there was a sudden flash of a bright white light, momentarily blinding him. He let out a cry of annoyance and irritation.

He heard voices of others, also complaining about being blinded, which confused him as he had been alone. "Who's there?" he asked, blinking rapidly when he began to get his vision back.

"What? It's Matt," a 20 year old male replied, "Wait, what happened to our stuff?"

"What did you two do?" another male asked, who appeared older, only by a year though.

"I didn't do anything," insisted a female, who appeared to be slightly younger than both of the males, she began looking around. Her eyes narrow when her eyes land on Parish, "You look… younger."

"Younger? Who are you and how did you get into my lab?" Parish questioned the three strangers.

"What are you talking about Parish?" Matt, the first male asked.

"Stop talking, this isn't right. We need to speak to the director immediately," the female demanded, raising her hand to shush the other two.

"I think the head of security is a better option," Parish decided calling Jo Lupo/Donovan.

"That's not good," the female says, turning to the other two males.

"Amy, what's going on?" Matt asked.

"I think we've… somehow… moved in time," Amy replied.

"Moved in… what?" Matt asked, surprised.

"Look, that's is a genetic behavioural prototype. It was destroyed a couple of years after the first one was created," Amy told him.

"She's right, Matt. Either we've brought it forward in time, or we have moved back in time," the second male concurred.

"What do we do, Charlie?" Amy asked him.

"There is a strict protocol about time travel; I say we hide and work out what to do after that. Before things escalate out of our control. We need to work out how to get home," Charlie advised.

"Preferably before altering anything, come on," Amy agreed, grabbing Matt's hand and pulling him out of the room as Charlie followed.

Parish looked up at them running out. "Wait! You can't leave!" he said, his words having no effect.

Amy's POV:

Charlie, age 21; Matt, age 20; and Amy, age 19, were hiding in a vent. Matt was keeping lookout, making sure nobody caught them.

"Oh wow! My dad has brown hair," Matt whispered.

"Really?" Amy asked, glancing out just as Jack Carter walked into the elevator. "That is so freaky."

"We need to focus. If anybody finds out we time travelled, we'll be locked up," Charlie said, gaining their attention.

"Not necessarily," Amy piped in. "If I tell you something, you have to swear not to tell anybody." She waited, looking at them seriously.

Matt nodded, "Of course."

Charlie took some time before he nodded, "Agreed."

"There is a high probability that some people have already time travelled. My mum, Matt's parents and the current director. They altered things…" Amy started.

"Wait, my parents time travelled?" Matt asked, shocked "When? How do you know?"

"In like, 2009 or something. They travelled to 1947, I think. Anyway, I think we can trust them, they've been through this. They didn't tell anybody, because they knew they would be looked up and questioned."

"Are you sure about this?" Charlie asked, in a very serious voice.

Amy looked at him and nodded, "Yes."

"What if they don't believe us?" Charlie asked.

"Charlie, I look nearly identical to my mum. Besides, we can just get Alison to do a DNA test to prove who Matt and I am. They will have to believe us," Amy insisted. Charlie nodded in agreement.

"Can I just ask, how did we get into the past?" Matt said.

Amy and Charlie looked at him, then at each other. "I don't know" Amy admitted at the same time that Charlie began talking.

"I have no clue; there was no machine in the lab that could transport us to another time."

"If we don't know how we got here, how are we going to get home?" Matt asked.

"We'll work that out later. First we need to work out who to approach first," Charlie decided.

"My dad?" Matt suggested.

Amelia's POV

The three time travellers decided to stay out of sight as they looked for Jack Carter, they knew that if there were spotted, it would be bad. Amy spotted her mum and got distracted, she watched her for a moment before deciding to throw caution to the winds. She ran over to her before Charlie or Matt could stop her. "Jo Donovan," she announced, gaining Jo's attention.

"Yes?" Jo replied, suspiciously-probably from the fact that she did not know the person approaching her.

"I need your help. I'm… Amelia. Amelia… I don't know how, but I seem to have travelled in time. Please don't turn me in," Amy revealed, hesitating and not telling her mother that they were related. Although, through the similarities, it wouldn't be hard to guess. Amy looked almost identical to her mother, apart from that Amy had a lighter skin tone and her father's blue eyes.

Jo remained suspicious and on guard. "Prove it," she decided, not trusting Amelia instantly.

"Firstly, what's the date?" Amy asked.

"10th February, 2013," Jo replied, still sceptical.

"2013? OH MY! You're a month pregnant!" Amy said, surprisingly excited about it.

"How did you know that?" Jo asked quietly and quickly, pulling Amy to the side.

"You're keeping it a secret?" Amy asked, shocked.

"Yes… why do you care?" Jo asked, trying to confirm her suspicions.

"Because… You're pregnant with me!" Amy said proudly.

"It… It's a little girl? You're my daughter?" Jo asked, placing a hand on her stomach.

"Hold on… You haven't told Da… Zane yet. Have you?" Amy asked.

"I was about to… But we've only been married 3 months, I didn't want to…" Jo started.

"That's enough chit-chat, we need to get back to our own time," Charlie interrupted them.

Both Jo and Amy's attention snapped to Charlie.

"That's freaky," Matt mumbled.

"Right, we need to talk to Henry and…" Jo started again.

"We were hoping to limit the number of people who know," Charlie interrupted her.

"We don't want to change anything," Amy added.

"I understand that, but we still need to go to Henry to start with," Jo replied, looking mainly at Amy, trying to take in the fact that she could actually be her daughter.

"Okay," Charlie agreed reluctantly.

"We need to stay out of sight," Amy chimed in.

"Right, go to my office and wait there," Jo ordered them before walking off.

Amy turned to head to her mother's office but Charlie stopped her, "If we make a plan, we should follow it not run around and potentially get ourselves turned it. Your mother is always to the book, how do we know she isn't going to call-"

"She isn't going to turn us in, let's get to her office before we are spotted by somebody who actually would turn us in," Amy replied before walking down the hall, not bothering to look back to see if they were following her.

Jo POV:

Jo called Henry, telling him that it was urgent. They agreed to meet in her office. She was on her way to her there when she took a detour to Zane's office, seeing as her supposed daughter was here from the future, it was time she told him what was going on. When he wasn't there, she headed to his Laboratory. She spotted Zane as soon as she entered his lab. "Zane, I need you," she said quickly.

"Right here?" he asked, grinning as he looked at her, and with one swift glare from her, he cleared his throat and turned serious. "Right, what do you need Jo?"

"I need to tell you something," Jo replied, stopping beside him and glancing around them.

Zane looked at her, concerned. "What's wrong?"

"I'll tell you that in a minute. There's something else I need to tell you first, and I've been avoiding it for 5 days. Because I don't know how you will react," Jo told him.

"Jo, tell me," Zane said, worried and taking her hands.

Jo looked up at him, "I'm pregnant."

…to be continued...