Ok I have written tons of nice fluffy stories lately. Now I'm going back to one with a bit more angst, so much easier to write (at least for me). This will be a Jo/Zane story that focuses on the relationship between Zane and his family. Oh and this is also cross over to Warehouse 13 because I have just gotten into that.

I don't own either Eureka or Warehouse 13

"Brace for impact!" Someone yelled. Zane barley had time to register the words before the world around him exploded. The sounds of crunching metal and shattering glass filled his ears. Lights popped in front of his eyes as his head made contact with something hard and he felt rather then heard the snap of his arm as it twisted. Pain exploded through his skull and his left arm felt like it was on fire.

Moments or maybe hours later a deafening silence filled the air. Astreaus had crashed and hopefully they had successfully steered away from the town.

Someone stirred near where Zane had landed. Pushing through the pain now shooting through his body and his now useless left arm, he managed to pull the debris off of that crew member. Together they pushed their way through the chaos that had once been the ship. They quickly reached the escape hatch. In the distance Zane could see vehicles and flashing light making there way towards the crash site.

"Stay right here." He told the other man. "Keep count of how many come out." The crewman coughed and winced as he nodded. Zane motioned back inside. "I'm going back for the others." And he disappeared back into the crackling smoky interior. His head was throbbing and he had to fight to keep conscious as he help one haggard looking crew member after another to safety and fresh air. After what had to have been his tenth trip he passed a bruised and battered Holly into Carter's care. Carter wrapped a rescue blanket around Holly and handed her down the line.

Zane had turned to head back into the darkness when Carter stopped him. "We're clear Zane. Everyone's out, come on" Carter grabbed his left arm and Zane screamed in pain. Finally acquiescing to the pain, Zane saw the blackness that had been staying at his periphery take over. He heard Carter yell, "Medic! I need a medic!" before the world went black.

The first sensation that Zane recognized was warmth surrounding his right hand, the second was the stinging pain in his arm and the now dull throbbing in he head.

"Hey sleepy head, glad you're back with us." Even through the fog Zane recognized her voice.

"Jo-Jo, you're here." Relief washed over him as he opened his eyes, finding himself in the Infirmary at Global Dynamics. "I thought you left."

Jo gave him a sad smile and lifted his right hand to her lips. "I came back the minute I heard you were missing. I'm sorry."

"Here now that's all that matters." He tried to smile but grimaced. "How long have I been out?"

"A couple of hours, most of which you were sedated. You have a very nasty concussion and a compound fracture of your left arm. You'll have a cast for about 6 weeks but you should make a full recovery."

"And everyone else?" Zane's mouth felt dry.

"Dr. Berg is still unconscious; her injuries seem to be the worst. She'll be fine though. Everyone else has been treated and released after giving their statements. All of which paint you as a hero" She beamed.

Zane rolled his eyes, he wasn't a hero, he just did what needed to be done. "When can I go home?"

"Soon, but I'm taking you back to my new house. Your apartment is still packed up and I think you'll be more comfortable with me."

"I'm sure your right." His eyes drifting shut again. "I love you Jo."

Her heart swelled. "I love you too, Zane." She kissed his cheek as he fluttered back to sleep.

A few weeks later Zane was sitting behind the desk in Fargo's office, scrolling through still camera shots from a security camera in Boston.

"Did you find anything?" Fargo asked as he came in and sat on his couch.

Zane rubbed his face. "Nothing but more questions" yesterday Zane's mom had called after having a weird lunch with his dad. Well the fact that dad had called or had seen her was strange enough but red flags had gone off with his mom after he'd asked her some probing questions. "My dad appears to be two places at once. Jo's making some calls to a couple of contacts but it looks like he was in DC and Boston at the same time."

Fargo stood and came around to look at the computer images Zane had up. "You should call Claudia. This could be a Warehouse issue, plus shouldn't she know your dad was asking about her and her brother." Fargo pushed his glasses back up the bridge of his nose. "Or better yet, just go for a visit. I know she'll be glad to see you."

"You guys still talk a lot, even with the whole Holly thing?" Zane asked.

"I'm not good at dating anyway but long distance really didn't work. Claud and I are still friends" Fargo had moved back to the couch and now propped his feet up on the table. "How are things with you and Jo?" He asked casually as he flipped through a couple things on his data pad.

"I asked her to marry me." Zane looked sheepish.

"And?" Fargo had turned his full attention back to his friend.

"And I need a favor." Zane said.

"Please don't tell me she said no and now you need to crash at my place? Not that you couldn't I just hope she didn't say no…"

"No, I need you to be my best man." Zane was grinning.

"Really? Absolutely!" Fargo made to hug him but Zane stuck out a hand instead and they shook instead. "Congrats man, I couldn't be happier for the two of you."

"Thanks Fargo, now let's get back to work on this 'dad issue' I'm having" Zane sat back down at the desk.

"I still think you should get the Warehouse guys involved." Fargo took another look at the photos.

"I think you may be right." Zane sighed, he didn't want to bring Claudia in on this but it didn't look like they had much choice.