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Becker ran down the corridor to the armoury, where he grabbed an EMD and headed in the direction Ben had taken.

"Sergeant Tellans, I want you watching those cameras. I need to know where he's going," he ordered over the headset.

"Yes, sir," Nigel replied, following Ben's progress on the screens in front of him.

Becker reached a t-junction and stopped. "Which way?" he demanded.

"Left," came the reply. "He's heading towards the menagerie." Becker ran on, thinking about Abby and the girl that were in there.

"Get a message to Abby, tell her to get out, now!"

Ben walked steadily along the corridors, not too slow yet not too fast, holding the gun firmly in his hands. He only half knew his way round this ARC, as it was greatly changed in the future. When he reached the next double doors, he glanced through and swore. The menagerie. He'd headed the complete opposite way to where he'd meant to go. Opening the doors, he slipped inside and glanced round. No sign of Isabella, which meant Aunt Abby must have taken her somewhere else. He knew that Grandad Becker would be following him soon, and hoped that the gun he carried would be enough to stop him. If it wasn't, then he was screwed. There was simply no way anyone was going to forget the fact that he'd wandered round the ARC with a loaded gun.

Suddenly, he heard noises from outside. It sounded like feet, and he realised that Becker had found him. Then he noticed the security camera pointing straight at him. Running over, he jumped up and smashed the front with the handle of the gun. Now that they were blind in this room, he could escape unseen.

But it was too late for that. It took Becker one kick to break in, but he found himself facing the muzzle of a gun.

"Ben," he said quietly. "Put the gun down."

Ben's hands were shaking slightly, but at this short-distance it didn't matter. If he fired, Becker didn't stand a chance.

"You had to play the hero," Ben said calmly, his voice a lot steadier than his hands. "You never could wait for back-up to arrive. You see, I know all about you. Everything there is to know. But, someone once told me something I've never forgotten. That hero's don't exist. And they were right. You were my hero. Until I was nine, I wanted to be you. In my eyes, you were perfect." Moving round, still with the gun pointing straight at Becker, Ben stopped next to the doors. "Put the gun down." Slowly, Becker crouched and placed the EMD carefully on the floor, before straightening up again. "Now kick it away." He did as he was told. "Good." Ben's voice shook slightly now, but he showed little emotion as he locked the doors. "When I was nine, I found out the truth about you," he continued. "I learnt everything about you. It may have been by mistake, but that didn't matter. I couldn't forget it. It broke my heart, to know what you'd done."

"What?" Becker asked, staring at Ben. "What had I done?"

"That's just it!" Ben cried. "I can't tell you! I want you to know. I want you to hate yourself as much as I hate you for it, but I can't tell you because it would change the timeline. If you knew, you wouldn't do it, and then something drastic might happen. And that might all end up in one of us not existing. Which, you know, would kinda suck."

Through the window of the door, Becker could see Matt. He looked shocked to see their grandson pointing a gun at Becker. He was doing nothing, however, probably in case Ben get scared and actually shot Becker. Noticing that Ben had started talking again, he swapped his attention back to him.

"Do you want to know what will happen to you? You end up useless. You spend your days sat in a chair, unable to move, never talking. A miserable, pathetic, old man. You're only sixty-three, yet you look and act like you're in your ninties. So now, when you stand there and let everything happen, you'll know what your punishment will be. And I won't help you. She's wonderful, and you let it happen!" Ben was shouting now, tears falling again. "Then afterwards you give up. You give up on your own kids! How can you do that? Grandad Matt was a far better father to my mum than you ever were. Is it any surprise she married my dad, when she spent most of her childhood round there, because her own house was so shit." He reached up with his other hand, steadying the gun which was shaking badly. Becker was staring at him numbly, unable to move. Being told his future had shaken him, and he desperately wanted to know what he was going to do. Yet, at the same time, he wished Ben had never said anything. He didn't particularly want to know the future, he just wanted to live each day for itself, and to survive each anomaly. Glancing back at Matt, he saw that he was trying to pick the lock.

"Are you going to shoot me?" Becker asked.

"I don't know," Ben replied. "I want to, but I can't risk changing the future. Though, maybe if I shoot you, none of it will happen."

"If you shoot me, you'll never be born," Becker said quietly. " A time paradox will occur, and apparently they're really bad. So you really don't want that."

Just then, the doors behind Ben burst open and Matt entered the room.

"Don't move!" Ben yelled. "I'll... I'll shoot him." His voice trembled, telling Matt that he didn't want to, though his hand was now steady, saying that he would. It took Matt a couple of seconds to take in the situation and decide what to do. Stepping forwards, he reached for the gun. Ben's finger curled on the trigger, and he pulled it just as Matt got hold of it. From the look on his face, it was an accident. He stared at Becker, surprised to see him still standing, as Matt pulled the gun out of his hands. As soon as he was completely safe, Becker turned on Matt.

"What the hell were you thinking?" he said angrily, eyes flashing. "He could have shot me!"

"The safety was on the whole time," Matt said, showing him. "You were completely safe. The kid doesn't know how to use a gun. He said himself that no-one had taught him."

When Matt turned to Ben, he went pale and backed away against the wall. Matt sighed and crossed his arms, looking at him.

"You really shouldn't have done that," he said. "You shouldn't have pointed the gun at him, or told him anything. You know that's against the rules." Ben looked slightly ashamed, but mostly defiant.

"What are we going to do with him?" Becker asked, before Ben could reply.

Just as Matt was about to answer, the siren went off.

"Take him to the main room and leave him with Jess," he said to Becker. "Promise to stay there?" he said to Ben, who nodded once, reluctantly. "Good."

Becker picked up the EMD and turned it on. An anomaly would be perfect for taking his mind off things, so long as he didn't become preoccupied with the future when he was under attack. He now had an awful lot to think about.

Next chapter won't be up for a couple of days, I'm going away for the night, so I have no internet tomorrow :( Will hopefully get the next chapter written for Wednesday though, so I can update as soon as possible. Please review, I really want to know what you think about this chapter Rx