Clive did a special knock onto the clock shop door. An old little plump lady answered the door unsure of herself. "Hello?" The lady asked. "Hello Spring." Clive answered. "Oh you!" Spring closed the door without another word. "Wait Spring. I need your help." Clive
"You owe me kid!" said Spring as she led the young man upstairs where Cog was working. "Dear, we have a guest." Spring said with a lot of attitude.
Cog looked up from his work," C-Clive?" Cog's eyes became as big as tennis balls. Clive expected the worsted when Cog got out of his chair. He braced himself expecting Cog to hit him square in the face, but instead he gave the boy a BIG bear hug. "Oh how we have worried about you!" he said with softness in his voice.
Clive was as surprised as Spring was," We-we were?" she asked with surprise in her voice. said outside the door. "Why are you here?" Cogg asked.
"I came here because of the Clock." Clive answered.
"What about it?" Spring said. She couldn't believe Clive was already release from prison.
"I think I know how to make it a working time machine," Clive answered proudly. "During my time in prison I figured out how to make one. Dimitri was missing a laser that carves through time.
"Well, how in the world are you going to get one of those?" Spring said putting her hinds on her hips.
"The lab...Claire worked in, that's it, I'll be back!" Clive then rushed out the door.
"And please take your time!" Spring said rolling her eyes.
"Why do you have to be so mean to the boy, are you having your...monthly thing again?" Cog said with a smile.
"Why you-you ugh!" Spring slapped him on the arm and left in a huff,
''That's my wife!" Cog said leaning on his desk.
Clive ran down the streets and when he reached Professors house he almost ran into the door. "Professor!" The Professor opened the door to find a panting Clive, "Professor, can you take me to Claire's grave?" he said a bit rushy.
"Why of course I can, we will have to take the 'Layton mobile', as Luke and Flora call it." Professor laughed. "Well I better tell them I'm leaving. LUKE, FLORA, I'M GOING TO TAKE CLIVE TO THE CEMETERY, BE GOOD!" Professor hollered.
"Okay Professor." Luke and Flora hollered back.
"Alright then, let's go!" Said Clive.
The Professor drove down to a gloomy cemetery. The two of them got out and walked through many layers of the cemetery's. "Professor how long ago did you bury her?" Clive asked as he stood before the grave.
"About twelve years ago from tomorrow." Professor answered sadly.
"Oh I 'm so sorry professor." Clive said.
"Me too." Professor nodded. "Now why are you so interested in Claire?" Professor asked.
"No reason." Clive answered with a smile. "I just wanted to ask you a few questions, about her...research." Clive said biting his lip nervously.
"Her...research?" Professor said looking at Clive puzzled.
"So she was only 26 when she died?" He asked changing the subject.
"Yes, It's quiet a tragedy." Professor said with the look of sadness on his face.
There was a moment of silence.
"So how old were you...you know when she...slipped away?" Clive said softly.
"Oh I was about 27, I became a Professor of archeology around then," Professor said with a little happier tone. "Professor, what laboratory did she work in?" Clive asked.
"Research Facility...why?" Professor asked.
"Would you take me there?" Clive asked with excitement in his voice.
"I'll start the Layton mobile..."Professor said with suspicion in his voice.
The two of them drove up to the faciltcy."So this is it?" Clive asked surprised. "It doesn't look like much." It actually looked like a dump.
"Well ever since the explosion the scientists that work here haven't done much to fix it up." The professor answered.
"Well do they take visitors?" Clive asked.
"They might but when I wanted to visit Claire they never aloud me to go in." Professor got out of the car. "We might as well try Clive."
They came up to the facility sliding doors, and entered. "Where do we go?" Clive asked looking around.
"I think were supposed to check in over there." Hershel nodded to the counter where there was a young woman, with a cute figure that was holding a magazine.
They walked over there,"Um, excuse me, is the research center upstairs?" Clive said anxious to know what the young lady was going to say.
"It's down the hall," said the woman with a sexy American accent, "I don't even think your suppose to be in he-" the woman put down the magazine so she could see who she was talking to, her jaw dropped when she saw Clive."Ah Em, of course I can make an exception for two handsome young men," The woman said as she grabbed Clive's tie, pulling him close to her.
"Excuse me miss, but we have some urgent business to take care of,so if you would, could you let go of my friend there?"