I know this chapter doesn't make alot of sense right now. Just be patience please.

"The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step."

Anonymous

April 25, 1996

Jules's Apartment

Los Angeles CA

9:02 am

Jules sat at his kitchen table with his glasses off and head in his hands. He had been up all night finishing his doctorate paper. It wasn't a usual thing for him to do, but when the information started to flow out of him it was hard to stop. He had taken a dinner break and a midnight snack break. At eight thirty this morning, he knew all the information that was store up inside of him and been typed out. Then, he started printing out the over hundred page paper. This brought him to the present. Jules knew he had to eat breakfast, but he just wanted to go to sleep in the same breath. He was just about to grab some cereal when his cell phone rang. Jules put his glasses on look at the caller ID. It was from IFT. Jules answered the phone, "Hello."

"You sound exhausted," the voice on the other end of the phone answered. It was is brother Verne.

"I was up all night finishing my paper," Jules answered as he got up from his chair.

"Finally got though the writer's block?" Verne asked.

"Yep…printed it out. I was just going to get some breakfast then get some sleep," Jules answered as he grabbed the cereal box from the cupboard.

"Hadn't heard from you in a few days. I was worried something happen, I'll let you go and get some sleep," Verne replied.

"Don't," Jules quickly said, "It's good to hear a voice right now…it gets lonely here sometimes."

"I bet. After being home from months, it had to be a shock to go back to ULCA," Verne commented.

"It was," Jules said as he retrieved the milk from the frig.

"How much longer to do you think you'll be?" Verne asked.

"About a week…may be less. How's IFT?" Jules had started to take a real interest in IFT. It still shocked Verne when Jules talked about IFT.

"Good. Time Travel really misses you. I know you would make a great Time Travel Manager Jules…but you have to go to HVU," Verne answered.

Jules knew he would make a great Time Travel Manager for IFT. The semester he had spent at home had shown him that. Jules did make a promise to Verne to try HVU, and replied "I know. Just curious how everything was going."

"I fingered…did you want to talk to dad?" Verne asked as he looked at his father.

"Unless he is in the room with you…father?" Jules said.

"Yes Jules," the boys' father answered.

"How did I know?" Jules replied with a smile on his face.

"We both wanted to make sure you were okay. I must insist you get some breakfast and then get to sleep," Doc told his eldest son.

"Working on it now," Jules said, "tell mother I said hi."

"Will do," Doc said. The pair heard Jules hang up the phone.

"How are his vitals?" Doc asked Verne.

Verne punched up Jules's watch information on his computer. Soon the information was displayed on the screen.

"Still look good…not as good as when he was home…but not bad at all," Verne answered him father.

"Good. I don't need either one of you back in the medical wing," Doc said as patted his shoulder and left the control room.