After the Fact
A time travel fanfic
Setting: Tokyo, shortly after the defeat of the Organization and Conan's return to Shinichi.
Disclaimer: All the usual.
"Shinichi!" Agasa exclaimed, greatly excited.
Shinichi looked around Agasa's workshop. "What's up, Doc?" he asked in a weary voice.
It had been three months since Ran's death at the hands of the Organization. For a while, he'd been able to turn his anger towards a productive end—the end of the mysterious criminal syndicate. Now even that was gone. He was rapidly approaching the end of his rope.
Agasa, noticing the look on his face, was sober for a moment. But he couldn't keep his excitement in for long. "Shinichi, you'll never guess what I've developed!"
He shrugged, sighing. "The Elixir of Life?"
"Not quite," Agasa said triumphantly. "A time machine."
Shinichi didn't comprehend what Agasa had said at first. Then the words hit him like a lightning bolt. He stared at Agasa. "A what?"
"A time machine," Agasa repeated. "Here, let me show you. Grab that box." He was pleased that Shinichi seemed to be letting go, even if only for a moment.
Shinichi picked up the box that Agasa was pointing at. He nearly dropped it when it was far heavier than he'd expected. But he managed to keep his grip on it and followed Agasa out to the garage, where the front of his Beetle was popped open. The Professor chattered eagerly about his experiments and how this would certainly net him the Nobel prize.
Shinichi stood by silently as the Professor clanged around under the hood. He absorbed everything the Professor was saying, but responded to nothing. One thought kept going around in his head. "I could save her... I could save her..."
"There," Agasa said. He crawled out from the trunk and slammed it shut. "That should do it." He rubbed his dirty hands on a rag and only then noticed Shinichi in the driver's seat. "Oi, oi, Shinichi!" he exclaimed as Shinichi revved the engine.
"Sorry, Professor," Shinichi called. "I'll be back!" Tires squealed as the Beetle backed through the garage door and out into the street.
"But--" Agasa protested. "I didn't calibrate the temporal acquisition panel yet!" He hurried through the hole in his garage door and stared after the retreating Beetle.
Shinichi clutched the steering wheel firmly. I'm coming, Ran, he thought. I let you down once, but it won't happen again.
A police car switched on its siren behind him. Shinichi glanced down at the speedometer and noted with surprise that he was nearly fifteen kilometers per hour over the speed limit.
Clenching his teeth, Shinichi punched in a sequence of numbers on the panel in front of him, recalling Agasa's impromptu lecture. He looked back. "Sorry, Yumi," he said, pressing the last button.
Yeah, I'm back, kind of. No, this isn't the fanfic I thought I'd do next, but I changed my mind, OK? I wanted to do something with time travel. So here it is.
Sorry, no DeLoreans. Reviews please! XD
Mitsuhiko2
P.S. Future chapters may be slow in coming. Be patient. ;)