Title: 2013

Summary of entire story: When Tom and Sloan's daughter realizes what she really is, it has some interesting results. Watch for Lewis's entrance!

Rating: PG

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, sorry.

Author's Notes: I am taking a lot of liberties with what people would do/ should do cause A. the show's not on any more and B. I haven't seen a episode for several months.

I woke up to the sound of my father making a rather noisy breakfast. I looked to the little alarm clock that rested on top of my dresser. It blinked 12:00 AM; I had forgotten to reset it after the power went out a couple of days ago.

"Anna, time to get up!" he called from downstairs.

"Okay." I called back, rising from my bed and heading towards my closet. I skimmed through the clothes until I got to a red tank top and a pair of faded jeans. I got dressed and headed to the kitchen where I found my dad had made some kind of cheese omelet concoction that was actually edible.

"Where's mom?" I asked as I returned the plate to the sink.

"She headed off to the lab early today, something about a 'shocking epiphany." He chuckled as he ate the rest of his food.

"The hectic life of a bio-anthropologist. So you're driving me to school today?"

"I guess so. Are you ready?"

"Yea, just a second. I have to go get my bag from my room." I started to climb the stairs.

"Okay, I'll be waiting in the car." I reached my room and grabbed my bag quick before heading outside.

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In History, which I have after lunch, Ms. Davies wasn't there. Instead there was an older man with white hair and a beard.

"He would be kinda cute if he wasn't so old." My best friend Claire whispered to me.

"Ewww! That's nasty." I laughed as he turned around to face the class.

"Good morning everyone! As you have probably guessed Ms. Davies is not here. She has gone on a little vacation for the next few weeks. My name is Mr. Lewison and I will be your substitute until further notice. So to help me get to know all of you, why don't we go around the room and when it's your turn please tell me your name, hobbies, and how about what you want to be when you are older, okay?" He smiled as he motioned to one side of the room to start.

"How old does he think we are? Eight?" Claire whispered to me.

"Shhhhh!" The guy next to her said.

"Excuse me ladies, if you don't mind, lets keep our mouths closed, okay?" He smiled again, and I felt his eyes burn into me. I stood up when it was finally my turn and said,

"My name is Anna Parker. My hobbies are swimming and soccer and I would probably like to be a bio-anthropologist like my mom when I am older." I stated, but after I had said that it was like something was screaming in my head, I felt a great satisfaction swirling all around me and I blacked out.