George was still thinking in what he had spoken with Mary before he left. The last years of their marriage had been though, first they lost a baby, then Sheldon left home to go to college and George had started drinking more. They had been through hell's fire together but he eventually found himself cheating on his wife. He didn't plan on doing it, but he usually he was to drunk to think about the consecuences. This was until Sheldon had accidentally walked into him and some woman together, in his and Mary's bedroom. That night, as he saw the expression on his younger son's face while they had dinner, George swore he would fix things his wife right away. That night, when everyone was asleep, George told Mary that they needed to talk. He took her to a private place, where nobody could find or hear them and he told her. There were many unchristian words, tears and some things that are better unheard. She was hurt, of course, but not surprised. It took them almost a whole year, but they were finally fixing things and he was so happy, because he couldn't imagine spending the rest of his life with someone else. Sure they fought all the time, but they still loved each other like day one, so this was for good. Before he left, Mary told him that he was welcome to back in their house whenever he wanted and George said that as soon as he came back. Right now, he was in a plane to go to visit Sheldon in California, because he was studying there.

Some turbulences got him out of his thoughts. They were big ones, so much that he thought that the plane was gonna crash. He distracted himself from the panic thinking about his family: Mary would find another guy, who could be the man she deserved and would never betray her, like he did. Georgie would be fine, he had a wife (for now) and was still working at Hershell's. Sheldon would do great things and make them proud. And he probably would find someone like him, he was sure. Missy...she just had started high school, but people there loved her, since she was so lovely but tough at the same time. She would never be alone.

Before he knew it, the turbulences were gone.

Thank God! He wasn't gonna die there. He would fix things with Mary, see Georgie open his first store, see Missy graduate from high school and Sheldon wining that award he was nominated to.

Suddenly, the pilot's voice spoke:

- I'm so sorry, folks. Those turbulences were not in the radar. Anyway, I have bad news. The control tower said we must go back to Texas.

People was complaining about it and they had the right to, but George was just happy he was alive.

An hour and a half later, they were landing, but aparently something was wrong, since there were cops car's and people with guns and stuff there.

They made them go off the plane right there, and then, two men in black suits started talking to the crew, who looked shocked.

In 10 minutes, George's pacience ran off:

- Excuse me. Can ya'll just tell us what the hell is going on? Can we leave?

- (People agree and coplain out loud at the same time)

- Please, be quite. There's a lot of stuff going on here.

- I wanna go home so, what's the problem?

- The problem, ladies and gentlemen is...your flight left from Houston, Texas, the 26th of March of the year 1994. Today...is April 14th 2019

- (Everyone gaspes)

- Ya'll have been missing, pressumpted dead for more that 25 years.

The next two days went by like a blurr. Apparently, what for the passangers and crew had been 3 hours, for the rest of the world had been 25 years.

At first, they were all sceptical, but then the feds proved that it was true, and everyone was shocked.

"Damn!You take a 3-hour-flight and when you land, you've lost two decades and a half of your life." George thought.

They were told that their things had to be examinated or something like that, so they gave them new clothes.

Now, everyone was reuniting with their loved ones.

A teenager was being desesperatly hugged by her parents and siblings.

A man was spinning around his wife, who was laughing.

Two brothers were happily walking towards the exit, the older one with his arm around the other's shoulders.

And between all this people, he saw her.

Mary.

She wasn't looking in his direction, until he found enough strengh in himself to speak.

- Mare!

She slowly turned her head and looked him in the eye. They calmly walk towards each other, not even blanking so they wouldn't break their eye contact.

There were only a few centimeters between them. George looked at Mary, studying her with his eyes.

He calculated that now, she was in her early 60's but, even now, she was still the most gorgeus woman he'd ever seen. She was wearing a green and violet flowers's shirt and jeans. Her hair was darker than it used to be, but her eyes, now full of tears she was desesperatly trying not to let go, were the same.

The same eyes that told him that they would never be together in high school or the same eyes that only a few years later said "yes" when he asked her to marry him. Those eyes, which their younger son had hederated, would never change and were now looking into his own.

- George...-Mary whispered.

- Looking good.- he answered with a weak voice.

- You're alive.

- Yeah...shit happens, you now it.

- I don't understand how, you look exactly the same, you...haven't aged a day.

- I don't get it either. And neither do the feds, they are going nuts. We've all been interveiwed so many times that I felt like a celebrity.- George said, letting out a small chuckle.

That was all that took to break Mary down. She immediatly started crying and hugged her husband so hard that it was making it difficult for him to breath, but he hugged her back.

A few minutes later, they separated.

- Look, Mare. I don't wanna be insensitive or anything, but aren't you married?I mean, you're wearing a ring.

- So are you.

- Yeah, but for me this have been three days, it ain't the same.

- You're right, it ain't the same. But before you left, I said that we could try again and I stand by it.

- Really? Aren't you with someone?

- No. I've had sex, of course, but nothing serious. So,if you want to, we can work it out over time.

- Oh, my god! Yes, please!- he said kissing her cheaks. While he did it, Mary moved his face so that he'd kiss her lips and they softly kissed for a while, kind of like they did when they first started dating.

When they finished, she turned away and he was able to see the people behind her. There was a man and a woman staring at them. They were both tall, had long dark brown hair and must have been like 40. It took him a little while to recognise them.

- Georgie...Missy?

Both quickly got close and hugged their father, while George was looking at Mary, like looking for answers she didn't have either. The kids separated and Sr. stared at them, until:

- So, Dad...How was your flight? - Georgie said breaking the tension and making all of them laugh.