A/N: Yes, I know Anne is older than Emma. She's lying.

"Hi! I'm Madison and this is Emma. We're friends of Dinah's. Can we talk to her?"

The man at the door looked dubious. "You are? She's never mentioned you before. Where do you know her from?"

"School," Emma spoke up. "My sister Anne is Dinah's friend, and Madison is my friend."

"Why don't you just ask her? I'm sure she'll tell you she wants to talk to us," I added.

"Okay," the man said hesitantly. "Wait here for a minute. I'll go ask her." He closed the door and we waited nervously. I was pretty sure Dinah had to have her powers by now if Coil was going to kidnap her next week, but I didn't know if she'd used up all her questions for the day or if she'd even be willing to use her power see who we wore. Worst case scenario, she'd just admit that she'd never heard of us before and her dad would throw us out.

Fortunately, my fears were unfounded, as Mr. Alcott returned and let us in. As we walked through the halls and up the stairs after him, I planned out the upcoming conversation in my head. My first thoughts on being stranded back in time were to talk to my friends, but none of them except Emma would even know me. Next I spoke to responsible adults, but even Sam and Ethan didn't know what to do. The only better place I could go to ask for advice was Thinkers, and fortunately I knew of a super-powerful precog in town. Dinah seemed able to consistently pull off miracles. She was the one who had arranged for Riley's, Emma's, and Pandora's redemption and had somehow managed to orchestrate a way to deal with the Siberian before the Nine even came to town. I could think of no one better to ask for help in redeeming Riley and Cassie again, taking down Coil, and making sure the good Pandoras came into existence.

"Here you are, girls. Dinah's in her room waiting for you. Second door on the left," Mr. Alcott gestured down the hallway. I walked to the door, pushed it open, and entered.

"Dinah, you probably don't know me, but I need your he…" The breath left my lungs as the little girl wrapped herself tightly around me, crying.

"You're here you're here thank you don't let him take me I don't want the candy," she rambled. I hugged her tight.

"Dinah, breathe. You're safe. Don't worry, you're safe. I promise I won't let him force you to do anything. You're safe now." I'd been assuming whatever plan we came up with would involve Dinah temporarily getting kidnapped, which I'm pretty sure she allowed to happen in my time so she could get Pandora, but things were pretty obviously different here. The Dinah I knew was always calm and collected. She always had a plan, and she tried so hard to be a grown-up. This Dinah was still a little girl, and I wasn't going to let anything happen to her.

I looked around the room as I softly stroked Dinah's hair, trying to soothe her. It was surreal seeing Dinah in an actual girl's bedroom as opposed to an abandoned hotel or barn. She even had pink walls, princess sheets, and a Mouse Protector plushie. In my timeline, lots of people had happy endings that I'd need to arrange again, but Dinah had lost her childhood. She'd been the only one who could see the good future and do what needed to be done to make it come to pass. Now she shared the responsibility with me, and I resolved to help her this time.

Once I had calmed Dinah down, I said, "Dinah, we need your help. We've time travelled from the future, and there are a few good things that happened in my timeline that didn't happen in Emma's. Do you think you can help me figure out how to help my other friends?"

"Sure, of course I'll help you, uh…what was your name again?" She blushed a little and ducked away shyly. "I kind of hugged you before you could introduce yourself."

I smiled. "I'm Madison Clements, soon to be known as the superhero Tether. This is my friend Emma Barnes, also known as"

"Nyktos." I let my friend take over her own introduction. "I'm the independent hero Nyktos. I can make shadow creatures." She demonstrated by making some shadows coalesce into a small bug before dispersing it.

"I'm Dinah Alcott, and I can see the future." We'd obviously known this already, but I suspected it meant something to Dinah to be able to say that and be taken seriously, if she hadn't been able to go to her parents for help against Coil. "I haven't really thought of a cape name yet."

I smiled again. "Don't worry. Emma and I were talking on the way over here, and you never came up with a cape name in either of our timelines either. You tended to just be the awesome behind-the-scenes mastermind type for me, and you made money off your abilities publicly in Emma's timeline."

"So how can I help?"

"Well first, do you mind if I ask you some questions?"

"Okay, but not too many though. It makes my head hurt when I try to ask too many. Aaaand you probably know that already."

"Hah, I bet you're not used to other people knowing the future, are you? Anyway, my first question. What is the chance that Pandora will be created and become one of the good guys again?"

"Who is Pandora?"

"Pandora is…well, the Travelers have a cape called Noelle who's kind of monstrous. In my timeline, she cloned Panacea, and the clone modified the part of her brain that made her loyal to Noelle. She had the ability to duplicate herself by absorbing biomass from others. Eventually there were eighteen separate Pandoras who made up a hive-mind, and you and Emma redeemed them and convinced them to stop killing criminals." As I spoke, a sinking feeling filled my gut as I realized how unlikely all of this was. And then I remembered that Ballistic killing Pandora-Prime was the only thing that had allowed the Pandoras I was friends with to develop, and the sinking feeling increased.

"That's really confusing, but, let me think." We waited for a bit while Dinah figured out how to word the question in a way her power could answer. "The chance that a clone of Panacea, made by a monster, got self-modification powers and was able to duplicate herself and became friends with one of the three of us is…0.0012568 percent. I'm sorry, maybe I should word it so she doesn't have to become friends with us, but I wasn't sure how else to say she became a good guy."

I stopped her. "No, it's alright. It was…it was really unlikely anyway. I just had to know for sure." I decided not to dwell on it too much. There was nothing I could do for Pandora, but there were plenty of others I could help. Oh! Would Riley even stop being Bonesaw without Pandora to experiment on? "Ok, next question. What is the chance that Riley, Bonesaw, leaves the Slaughterhouse 9 and helps the good guys?"

"I need to know what she looks like or my power won't work." The Alcotts were a wealthy family, so Dinah had her own computer despite being in middle school. We booted up a computer and searched for the Slaughterhouse 9, and Bonesaw in particular. Then I asked Dinah again.

"85.73238%. It's only 60.83920% in the next year, and there's about a 10% chance she dies in the years after that, but if she lives it eventually goes to 95.32034%."

I grinned broadly, gave out a little whoop, and hopped into the air a little. "That's amazing! Wow, I totally expected our chances to be much worse than that! Okay, what's next? Hmm, I want to make sure we can convert Cassie, but we should probably worry more about Coil for the time being." Emma and Dinah had ideas of their own, and we continued planning well into the evening.

"Don't ask any more questions. I only want to ask one more today, and I want to ask it myself. The chance that I get attacked before I see you again if you leave tonight is…2.037283%."

"That's good to hear," I said.

"And you have our phone numbers, so make sure you call us if that 2% does happen," Emma said.

"I will! Thank you, thank you both! I'm so glad we're working together now, and don't worry, I'm sure we'll figure out how to help all your friends and stop all the bad people!" Dinah jumped up and hugged both of us.

"We should head home now; it's getting late."

"Madison, can I sleep over at your house tonight? I think my family will notice I'm different if I go home," Emma said timidly. She'd seemed much more in her element when we were planning, but now the same nervous girl from school was back.

"Of course! Just let me call my parents and let them know, and make sure you call your parents."

"Mom, Dad, we're here!" I rubbed tears from my eyes as I saw my parents alive and well.

"Hello Emma, Madison. Did you girls have fun at Emma's house?" Emma nodded a little, but I was too choked up to respond. And while I wasn't going to tell them about the time travel until I was sure they wouldn't think I was crazy, I did have something to say. Why was this so hard, dangit? It wasn't the first time I had had this conversation!

"Mom, Dad, I have something really important to tell you. Can we sit down to talk?" My parents suddenly looked serious, while I was wavering between joy and guilt.

"Of course, Madison, what is it?" We went and sat on our couches while Emma excused herself and headed to my room.

"I'm a cape." I attached a line to a TV remote and pulled it to me. "Aaand…I've been bullying a girl at school badly enough to send her to the hospital."

Meanwhile…

Missy Biron looked around the classroom in surprise. Reaching into her backpack, she pulled out a homework planner and checked the date. Not again!