It had been about a week since Steven had moved into the luxury home on the dinosaur island with Abbey and Conner's daughter, things were starting to click for him now that he realized he was in the future, at first he was amazed by the small little differences in technology, in weaponry, in the economy, he was amazed by the small girl who rushed in and out of the house every day in order to get supplies to check on the creatures living outside.

He had wondered why the house was still intact, there was a moat of a river surrounding the house outside but that wouldn't stop a heard of stampeding brontosaurus from getting to the place, Ayalynn had told him something about a barrier that acts as a sort of electric fence to scare the beasts away, not that it would hurt them, just give them a bit of a shock in order to stop them from trying to get through, it was something Conner had come up with to protect buildings in London from being attacked by the creatures from the outside.

He would sit at breakfast and chuckle to himself as Ayalynn babbled on about her life, sometimes she would tell happy stories about how her parents met, not that he didn't already know, but he liked hearing the romanticized version coming from her mouth, she had a pretty mouth.

He also learned that she had an older brother named Nickolas Steven Temple, his middle name was after his own and his first name was given to him after his old friend Nick Cutter who had been killed by Helen his wife, a beautiful tid-bit of information she forgot to mention to him once he had been brought back, Ayalynn told him stories about his past, she didn't seem to make the connection from the Steven Hart in her parents stories to the one sitting at her kitchen table in the mornings, until one day when she woke up and looked him dead in the eyes, he knew something was wrong just by the look on her face, one of fear and confusion.

"Ayalynn… what's wrong love?" he said looking her up and down, she was gripping her coffee mug and shaking slightly, he made a move to stand from the table but she took a step back.

"You're dead…" she whispered in a confused tone, she knew that he hadn't come from the time before he was killed because he had told her about when and where Helen had shot him, she recognised the building as one that had just been built close to the Forest of Dean, it was built by an order called the A.T.F., it stood for the Anomaly Task Force, it was literally built as a base to hold military men for being called when needed by the A.R.C, Steven had brushed this off until this moment when he wished he had never said a word.

"I was…"

"You're dead, and you're walking, and talking, and breathing, and you're a zombie… please don't eat my brains" he couldn't tell at this point if she was genuinely scared of if she was joking around, he stood up and she took another step back.

"I won't eat your brains." He said half-heartedly to the ridiculous girl, he shook his head and stared at her "If I was going to eat them don't you think I would've done it by now?"

"You could be an intricately planning zombie…" she said, he shook his head and chuckled at her, thinking of how much she was like her father, she put the mug down on the counter to her left "How?"

"Helen brought me back." He stated frankly without hesitation, he didn't want to scare her any more than he had to, and being part of the living dead was a bit terrifying for himself so he moved very slowly towards her and reached out his arms, almost as if coaxing a scared animal out of a corner.

He wasn't expecting her to look away from him with a sad grin and gross her arms over herself, he stopped moving and cocked his eyebrow, she gave an amused huff.

"I can't believe you sat there and listened to me tell you about your life, I must seem pretty stupid…" she turned on her heel and picked up the bag that she normally kept in the hall and flew out the door before he could catch her, he watched her run across the yard and jump into the small boat that crosses the river to the other side, he didn't see her rushing in and out of the house like she normally did that day, when she finally did get home it was around one thirty in the morning and Steven was not particularly impressed.

"Do you know what time it is?" he got a small grunt in response as she threw off her shoes and her jacket, she put her bag down and walked into the kitchen, he followed her intent on telling her his side of the story "Have you been avoiding me all day?"

"Don't be foolish, I was busy is all" he watched her back as she poured a glass of juice for herself and let her black hair out of the ponytail it had been pulled back in all day "I'm going to go to bed." She didn't exactly say it to him, it sounded more meant for herself than for someone else, she turned around and saw him towering over her.

"We need to talk." He said, before she had time to refuse he had thrown her over his shoulder and was carrying her upstairs, he didn't exactly know why he felt the need to do this, they were both reasonable adults, and where was he taking her exactly, this was her house, it would be pretty stupid to keep her captive somewhere where she lived.

He quickly flung the door open and walked to the metal door that was in every room, he put her down in the bathroom and rushed out the door, he stood behind it and held the door knob so that she couldn't get out.

"What the f-"

"Please just listen" he whispered, he heard a grumble from behind the door and began his story, he told her about how Helen had brought him back with technology that he didn't understand and didn't really care to understand, he had wanted to go see Nick, Abbey, and Conner, when Helen had explained to him that the world was different from what he had been a part of he felt lost and a little hopeless, memories of everything started to come back, all the pain and anger, all the fun and excitement, the rush of chasing dinosaurs with the team, and he needed to find them, one night he tried to sneak out and find his way to the A.R.C, they were a long way away from the actual building so he had stolen a car from Helen, when she found out she followed him and caught up to him around the Forest of Dean, he managed to get away from her after he had been shot, she probably thought that he would die from the gunshot wound, he must've walked through the anomaly without realizing and landed in the near future since she recognized the building "I had no intention of deceiving you or harming you in anyway"

"Helen is dead." He heard her say from behind the door which made his head snap up from the place he'd been resting his head "Danny Quinn killed her in the past, so either you're lying or…"

"But who would bring back Helen Cutter?" he said, he didn't mean it as it may have sounded, he did have an affair with the woman but in his defense that was before the woman had gone bat shit crazy.

"Many people are actually followers of Helen's beliefs" she said in a questioning tone, he heard her back thud against the door and her body slump to the floor "What if they didn't bring her back?"

"What do you mean?"

"Nobody's heard from Danny Quinn for years, decades even, if somebody went back to the past and prevented her from dying, she could have been brought back to our time"

"Wouldn't that change the course of history though?" he questioned her theory.

"People hop in and out of anomalies all the time." she said.

"That's going from here to there, but taking something from the past, that never existed in this future…"

"Would change everything and we wouldn't even know it." She said, he opened the bathroom door and watched her stand up and turn to face him

"Do you trust me?" he asked, she nodded her head yes and he held out his arms, she walked forward slowly and he wrapped his arms around her, he did know why he did this, it felt like a comforting gesture to have her in his arms, almost reassuring him that she was there, more like she was there and she trusted him "Whatever she's up to we have to stop it."

He felt her yawn before he heard the intake of breath, he heard her mumble something along the lines of 'Can't it wait till tomorrow' he chuckled, picked her up, and carried her to her room, he laid her down on the white sheets, before he pulled the blanket up over her he knew she was asleep, he closed the door carefully behind him on his way out.

Whatever Helen was up to couldn't wait, she wasn't to be trusted and most of the time her plans were fast paced, she didn't like to wait, he knew she could but he also knew she didn't like to sit there and twiddle her thumbs either, in the back of his mind was a repition of the words that Ayalynn had said.

"Would change everything and we wouldn't even know it."

"I won't let that happen."