"Shit I'm nervous. Are you sure I look okay? Do you think they will recognize me?" Sarah said in the limo.

"Shit Sis. For the last time, yes! The only reason I didn't recognize you the first time was because you had that suit on and had your hair pulled back. Shit, you look just like I remember you. Only wiser."

"I still don't understand why you didn't tell them over the phone," I said, watching Tommy carefully as he tried flipping my coin like I had been showing him.

"What? And ruin the surprise? Shit, that wouldn't be any fun. Besides, they wouldn't have believed me," Joey said.

"I wish Stan would have come with me.." Sarah said. "I want them to meet him."

"They will. But you know why he didn't come," Joey said.

"Oh shit... here we are.. Shit... Oh shit, there's daddy!.. I think I'm gonna start crying.."

"Shit. You could at least wait until they see you too. Then we can all have a good cry," Joey said sniffing and wiping his eye.

"I think we better just stay in the limo," I whispered to Tommy. "It will be... dryer."

I couldn't help but smile when he nodded his head silently.

The limo came to a halt, and Joey's mom and dad were standing at the front door. Joey had at least told them we were bringing someone very special over.

The driver opened the door, and Joey got out, followed by Sarah, then myself with Tommy shyly bringing up the rear. I had to admit that the shock on their faces was absolutely priceless.

Sarah ran up to them crying. Joey's mom and dad were still stunned, but started to cry too just before Sarah reached them. Up until that point, Joey had been smiling the biggest smile he ever had, but then it faded as he started tearing up and rushed to join the crying hugging mess.

But Joey stopped half way, turned and ran back to me. He said in a happy teary voice, "Thanks Tim," and threw his arms around me and have me a fast kiss.

Then Joey had Tommy hop on his back, and started to go join the others. When he realized I wasn't following him, turned again and said, "Come buddy. You're part of this family too, ya know."

"In that case... Shit. I need a tissue.. Shit. Shit."

As we were walking up to the blubbering group, I wondered what they were going to tell their parents when they asked how all of this happened. Joey's parents had ended up disbelieving everything concerning Joey, myself, and my parents having telepathic abilities, so to attempt to tell them both their son and daughter in fact had these powers would run the risk of them having another relapse.

I scanned their parents minds, finding the questions already bubbling in their heads, but the shock to find themselves as grandparents kind of distracted them for while.

Once we all went inside and I went with Tommy as he explored the house, Sarah and Joey had their parents sit down at the kitchen table, intending to answer the questions they were already asking.

But none of them were thinking very straight at the time, and Sarah and Joey were simply babbling without thinking. Sarah was trying to tell them the truth while Joey was trying to cover some of it up. Their parents were getting extremely confused, so once I was able to convince Tommy there would be popsicles in the freezer waiting for him, I followed his trail of burning carpet to the kitchen and called a time out.

"You two are not making any sense," I said to Joey and Sarah. "Start from the beginning," then to Joey I said, "and tell them the whole story. They should know, and it might be worse on them if they found out later."

"What is going on? How can she be alive? I identified..." Joey's dad said for the hundredth time.

Both Joey and Sarah tried to tell them at the same time, so I just waited them out. I thought this was funny enough to be a little fun, and an idea popped into my head.

I used an empathic connection to both Joey and Sarah and shared with them how funny they were acting. They finally shut up, both of them blushing from my amusement.

I said, "How about a little slide show to explain. I'll run the slides, you two can take turns telling the story, okay?"

"Shit, I'm getting tired of this," Joey's dad said. "Sarah, just tell me where you have been for the last ten years."

"I've been at the University, daddy. I was a... Oh, I can't tell you this way. Joey, you tell them about you and Tim. Then I can..."

"No way.. You tell them first. I didn't want to tell them. And you just leave Tim out of.."

"Mom and Dad Conner," I began, "I'm telepathic, and Joey and Sarah are partially telepathic. Sarah was made a slave by another telepath, and he tricked you into thinking she was dead. There. See how easy that was?"

"A telepath?" Margaret said. "What's the matter with you Tim? Joking with..."

I said in their heads, "Uhm, Hi. Testing one two three... Please, don't freak out. This will probably be a little hard to get used to, but it's no joke."

"Shit," the four Connors said.

"Well, I got to get going," I said getting up as everyone started talking at once. "My mom hasn't seen me for almost a month, and I have a ton of homework to do so..."

"SIT DOWN!" they all said.

"Shit," I said without thinking before I sat down on the floor right where I stood.

They were all talking at once, but they appeared to be making headway. I just sat and listened to the chaotic discussion. But as they got to the part involving my early discoveries before Joey had figured out his, I objected. Joey wasn't telling it very well because of all the things he was leaving out.

"Joey, let me tell them this part. Or more like show them," I said closing my eyes.

"What is he going to do?" Sarah asked.

"I think he's gonna show us some memories..." Joey said.

I was concentrating on using some of Harrison's special effects, but was having trouble getting it to work. So I just did what Joey had said, and began playing back memories.

I left out the sex, but some of it was strongly implied. When I got to the part where we had scanned his father's head and found the memory, I stopped and said "next."

But Joey told me to continue, and Sarah agreed. They had never tried sharing memories with others before.

"I can't. I really have to go. My mom has already.. er.. tickled me twice. You might as well just finish up the old fashioned way."

I left them doing their "Shit, thanks Tim" thing and I got out of there as fast as I could.

Okay, so I had lied about my mom. Joey and Sarah both knew I had seen her when we had gotten to the North mansion. But it was only six days before Christmas, and I wanted to go home.

Besides, my mom informed me that I had a little brother on the way. I wanted all the family time I could get before having to share it with a little brat of my own. Although from what I had seen, being the older sibling definitely had its advantages.

I just prayed to God he wouldn't be a telepath...

Fat chance, huh?