"Dan! I've already been here!"
"What?"
"I mean, I'm the Amy from two years in the future, when we're hunting for the last clue! Ian kissed me and…"
"Woah, woah, woah, Ian, Ian Cobra kissed you!?"
"Yes, Dan. We were on a boat going to Russia…"
"There'll be time for explanations later. First, lemme at that, that, jerkface who kissed my sister!"
"Dan, wait. Just let me see if Ian knows a way back. Ian! Ian, do you know what happened?"
"I have no idea!"
"Wait, where did you say you were traveling?" asked Dan.
"We were on a boat going from Alaska to Russia. But what does that have to do-"I was cut off by Dan.
"It all makes sense! You must have been traveling over the International Dateline! When did you say it was?"
Ian piped up, "It just so happened to be exactly two years from now. And, you're probably going to ask, and yes, it was raining."
"Of course! You must have been struck by lightning while on the boat and kissing!" Dan shuddered, "I still don't understand why you did that, but, you can't change the past, or, in this case, the past of the future, or…"
"Get on with it!" shouted Amy and Ian at the same time.
"Sorry. But, all you have to do is go back onto the international dateline, in a storm, hold a lightning rod, and," Dan shuddered again, "Kiss."
I looked at Ian. Ian looked at me. He smirked. I wrung my hands and turned away.