There was no way everything was fine with what he has been through lately. His scientific mind knew that something was deeply wrong…but he kept it to himself.

It all started by these intense, mini headaches. They would appear out of nowhere and caused him to cringe. He did not know why, but he hid his pain from his friends. When he felt one was about to start, he came up with some kind of an excuse and took off. He would run into the nearest closet or empty classroom he could find. He would roll himself into the fetal position on the floor and wait. The pain racked his entire mind as if a fire erupted and he could not put it out. His face was screwed into pain as tears would flow. It was almost too much to bear, as if he wanted nothing more than to rip out his brain and be done with it all. The pain eventually faded each time after a few minutes, sometimes even hours later. The others covered him by telling the teachers the usual excuses; they thought he was just working in the lab on stuff.

After a mouth or so of those, they began to subside. He would get one out of the blue, but they were not as much as before. Instead, he had a constant migraine no matter what he did or take. It was a soft, constant throb in the back of his mind. Like he sometimes did with Odd's ramblings, he simply tried ignored it. But no matter how many times he smiled to hide the pained look on his face, he internally was cringing at the annoying throb.

Sure, he thought it was all just another one of XANA's attacks. Who wouldn't in his circle of friends? But, there were never any towers active, no movement at all on Lyoko and the Cortex. It was because of that fact that brought him to the lab that afternoon.

He had made a quick program to scan himself as would an MRI machine would do for a doctor. He wasn't afraid as he thought he would of having to enter its tall, small space. Especially since it had been awhile since he had gone to Lyoko. When the scanner finished, he almost ran over to the elevators and headed back up.

He was glad that he sat down into the chair as he looked over the results. The news is not what he was expecting it to be. He was mentally prepared for a multitude of different diagnosis…but not this. He sighed in grief and looked away from the screens; wishing it was not so, wishing it would just all disappear.

He snapped his head back and hid his terrible results behind a window filled with codes as the elevator doors opened. He put a smile onto his face as he turned around to face a pinked haired girl.

"There you are, Jeremie! I've been looking for you! We have to get going soon for Ulrich's big Karate demonstration in the Gym." Aelita told him.

"Oh, I must of let time slipped pass me again…I'll go get changed into something clean. I haven't been able to change since our last XANA attack." He adjusted his glasses as he spoke and got up.

"Then you better get going there silly! I'll meet you and the others over there." She chuckled at him as he past her. He stopped before he could take a step into the elevator.

"Aelita?" He asked, looking at his feet. His heart was pounding hard in his chest as he knew he had to tell her something.

"Yes, Jeremie?"

"Have I told you lately that I…I love you?" He could feel himself blush a bit as he kept looking at his feet.

Aelita sighed before she answered him. "Not lately… And I love you too Jeremie." She spoke softly at him. Jeremie forced himself to give her a half smile as he turned to face her. Aelita's face was just as red as his in blushing. She too was smiling at him.

"Yeah… So, I'll see you in a bit?" He asked, changing the subject. She nodded at him as he pressed the up button of the elevator.

When the doors closed, Aelita practically ran towards the screens. She knew something has been bothering him for a while. She knew he was in some kind of pain, but she never voiced that thought to him. If he wanted to keep it to himself, then she would let him. But she wanted to know what could have sent him to the lab after classes today?

She looked over the codes that were in the window, but they meant nothing. She closed it, and then spotted the real program he was using.

Her eyes widen as she looked over the results. A loud sob escaped her mouth as she collapsed into the chair. A river of tears rolled down her face as the terrible news began to sink into her mind.

"No…not this! He…He can't be…He can't have…have…" She cried out between her sobs. Aelita buried her head into one of the arms of the chairs and could not bring herself to look at the screens again.

A small 3d copy of Jeremie rotated around on the screens. There were little lines pointing to different parts of his body. They all had a green check mark next to them…except for one. A small red explanation mark sat next to his head. A small paragraph of the truth behind his illness lay next to it.

Subject: Jeremie Belpois

Diagnosis: Brain Cancer

Analysis: Caused by prolonged exposures to the Thermal-Nuclear energy released from the 'Return to the Past' Program.

Result: The malignant tumor is attached to an inoperable location of the Temporal Lobe in the subject. Subject appears to have only three weeks left to live without treatment. Time changed to half a year with aggressive radiation and chemotherapy administrated at local hospital.