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Missy is baffled. She only found out yesterday that the girl she opened up to so much is actually the future daughter of the sexy Indian man she met last time she visited her eccentric twin brother in the beautiful city of Pasadena. Not to mention, the shock of meeting aforementioned twin's own twin daughters is almost too much to bear.
This thought brings up an entire other round of questions. The main question being: if Sheldon has a surprising future, what happens to her? She thinks about asking the girl that pervert brought over this morning, how he got a fiancée, she has no idea, but she is afraid to. What if she goes back to her asshole of an ex-boyfriend? Is she even still alive in their time?
Missy cringes at the thought of not being alive in the future. She knows she'll die at some point, but she really doesn't like to think about it actually happening.
"Missy!" she hears someone scream, breaking her train of thought.
"Huh, what?" Missy stammers, clearly startled.
"You've been staring at me for the last fifteen minutes. Is something wrong?" the short girl asks.
"I'm just thinking. Just wondering, what's your name again?"
The girl rolls her eyes before answering. "My name is Olivia. You know, that's the fifth time you've asked me my name this morning. Are you sure nothing is wrong?"
Missy blanches. Maybe something is wrong with her. Sighing, she answers, "I don't know. I guess the shock of y'all bein from the future is finally catching up with me."
Olivia nods, understanding in her eyes. "I think most people in your unique situation would be asking questions left, right, and center about their futures. I know I would if this happened to me. So, why haven't you asked any of us anything?"
Missy looks around the apartment. When she doesn't see anyone else, she asks, "Where are the others anyway?"
"Sheldon, Leonard, and Howard are at work, Penny is sleeping in her apartment, and Monica, Natalie, and Nikita went with Erica to watch her practice. They asked me to come with them, but I told them I was going to stay with you just in case there is an emergency."
"First off, I don't see why I would need help. I'm perfectly fine on my own. Even if I did need help, I could always have asked Penny. She is just right across the hall after all. Secondly, what does Erica practice?"
"You have broken ribs and a newly punctured lung, Missy. There is absolutely no need for you to try to be strong and proud right now. Plus, I know it's hurting you to breathe. You might be able to hide it well, but I can see it in your eyes. Now that I've got that out of my system, Erica is an Olympic-level gymnast so she has to practice and work out a lot. Now quit stalling. Do you want me to tell you about the future or not?"
"Erica is an Olympic-level gymnast!" Missy shouts, not being able to help herself and completely forgetting what Olivia said before. She winces afterward as her ribs seem to grind against each other.
Sheldon's daughter, her niece, is famous in her own time. Not for being the youngest with a doctorate, not for a mass murderer, but for being an incredible athlete. She wouldn't believe it if she didn't have a reason to. After all, Erica is extremely thin, but not disgustingly so. She's not just skin and bones; she has a ton of lean muscle. Not to mention, the honesty in Olivia's eyes is nonnegotiable.
"Well, it's a freaking miracle Penny hasn't woken up and stormed over here after that high note. Now, Missy, stop stalling and tell me. Do you want to know a little about the future or not?"
Missy blushes slightly at being caught stalling. Should she take a leap of courage and hear about some parts of her future, or should she let her fear of being told something terrible will happen to her control her?
Taking a deep breath which causes her to press her hand against her chest in pain, she makes her decision. "Okay, tell me something about it. Do I get married? Do I have kids? Am I dead?"
Olivia giggles slightly at Missy's eager and slightly fearful tone. "Okay, okay, slow down a little bit. I can't tell you every little detail of your future life. As Erica and Sheldon would say, it could essentially destroy the universe as we know it. It's not like I know everything about you, either."
"How could you telling me something about my future destroy the universe?" Missy asks, tilting her head in confusion.
Olivia just shakes her head. "I'm smart, but I can't hold a candle to those two. If you want to know, ask one of them. I suggest you just leave it, though. When it comes to explaining something like the universe and time travel, Erica can be too much like her father for her own good."
Missy nods in acknowledgement. She lived with her twin brother for years. She knows what he is like, and it would've been virtually impossible for him to not have a child at least somewhat like him.
"So, what else do you want to know besides the answers to your questions?" Olivia asks once she sees Missy has calmed down slightly.
"I want to know everything you can tell me without having to worry about killing the universe."
Olivia has to think a minute before speaking. "Okay, I'll start by answering your questions. Yes, you are married, but not to the jackass you just left. Yes, you have kids: two as a matter of fact. No, you're not dead, yet, and it doesn't seem like you'll be dying anytime soon, not that anyone wants you to."
Missy visibly relaxes at the news causing Olivia to lift her eyebrow swiftly and cross her arms over her slim shoulders.
"Was that what you were so worried about all this time?"
"Yeah," Missy answers, not lifting her eyes off the floor.
"Thought so. Anyway, you have a fifteen year old son named Nicholas, Nick for short, and a twelve year old daughter named Terri. I'm not telling you their last names or who their father is. Yes, you marry their father, and you seem to be very happy with him. You lived here in Pasadena for a while before moving to Malibu. From what Monica has told me before, she's the blonde teen you've met by the way, you didn't move back to Texas because you felt liberated at finally being out on your own and you moved to Malibu because you wanted to take your feeling a step further by moving away from your brother. Not to mention, Malibu is beautiful. However, you, your husband, and the kids come to visit Pasadena quite often. You also eventually decide to go to college and get a degree, but I'm not going to tell you what your major was."
"Wow, that's strange." Missy says, holding her head like she feels a headache coming on.
"What is?" Olivia asks, curious as to what is going through her companion's Texan brain.
"The way you talk about things that happen in, to me, the future. You talk about it as if it has already happened, which I guess to you, it has. I don't know, I guess it just confuses me a little bit." Missy admits, rubbing her neck with her right hand slightly.
"Oh, I didn't even realize I was doing that." Olivia comments, secretly wondering how Missy and Sheldon could possibly share the same genetics. Then again, she wonders the same exact thing about Erica and Monica from time to time.
"Speaking of which," Olivia begins, "does your mother know how badly you were hurt?"
At this, a light in Missy's eyes visibly dies only to be replaced by a slightly dangerous glint. Olivia imagines this is what Sheldon witnessed just before she injured him when they were younger.
"No she doesn't, and she better not find out. As long as she knows I'm okay now, Michael and I are done and I am staying here with Shelly, she doesn't need to know anything else."
Olivia instantly holds her hands up in surrender. "I'm not going to tell her as it is none of my business, and it's not going to directly hurt her not to know. I would highly recommend telling her in case you want to take his abuse to court, and to make sure he is not going to come after you or your family when he finds out you're not going back to Texas."
As soon as Olivia finishes speaking, Missy's cell phone goes off. Sighing, she gets up to answer it.
"Hello," she answers crossing her right arm with her left.
"Missy, darlin, are you alright? I haven't heard from you since you left. I thought you were going to call me as soon as your flight landed." Missy hears her mother's voice on the other end of the line, and she has to suppress a groan.
"I'm fine Mom. I just forgot to call you." she answers back, starting to pace.
"Well, as long as you're fine. When are you coming back home, dear?" Mary asks, hope palpable in her voice.
Missy cringes before sitting down on the couch once more. This is the part that has made her avoid calling her mother, telling her that her baby girl isn't coming home. "Mom, I'm going to stay with Shelly for a while."
"Okay, dear, just come home soon." Mary answers, clearly not getting what her daughter is trying to stay.
"Momma, I meant I'm going to stay with Shelly for a while until I can find my own place here." Missy says, hoping beyond hope her mother will understand.
"Missy, I'm sure God is sorry for putting you through this much pain, but you don't need to move away because of it. What about your things? Are you just going to leave your stuff here?"
"Mom, I can come back to get it and see you again, but I don't want to live in Texas anymore. I want to see what it is like to live in California for a while. If I don't like it, I'll come straight home. I promise." Missy pleads with her mother.
She hears Mary take a deep breath before she responds. "Okay, sweetie, I trust you to know what you're doin. Just please know Michael ain't around here anymore. He came back to the house after I got home, and he pointed a gun at me once…"
"He pointed a gun at you!" Missy shrieks, wincing before putting her hand delicately on her chest once more. In a slightly calmer tone but no less urgent, she asks, "Are you and George alright?"
"I'm fine darling. Now let me finish. As I was saying, he pointed a gun at me once he found out you weren't home. He was yelling at me loud enough to wake up your brother. George somehow got the gun out of his hand, and they started fighting. I had just enough time to call the police before Michael could notice. He's been arrested."
Tears come to Missy's eyes. "That's really good news. Thank you for telling me."
"It doesn't change your mind, though. Does it?" Mary says in a tone of resignation.
"No, it doesn't. I'm sorry." Missy answers, a tear gliding down her tan cheek.
"I thought so. Tell Shelly to take good care of you, and I love you both very much."
"I love you to Mom, and I'm sure Shelly does to, bye." Missy then hangs up the phone and sets it on the table.
"Missy, are you okay?" Olivia asks, moving to sit down beside her.
Wiping away the single tear, she answers, "Yeah, I'm fine. It's just hard is all. It's hard to tell your mother you aren't coming back home."
"Well, it's not like you're never going to see her again. You need to get your things, after all."
"Olivia is right, Missy. You will need to go back home and gather your things if you really plan to live here." Sheldon's voice floods the room as he walks into the apartment and sits down in his spot.
Leonard follows after him, sitting in a chair near the couch. Missy turns slowly toward her brother.
"What do you mean, if I really plan to live here? Do you not think I will really live here, Shelly?" she asks slowly, his eyebrows lifting with her words.
"Of course I don't think that. I am merely pointing out how flighty your mind can be sometimes." Sheldon answers nonchalantly, completely blind to the anger directed at him.
Missy just shakes her head and asks Leonard, "How do you put up with him when you're not even family?"
"We're kind of like family, and I can't make the rent on my own." Leonard answers, picking up the remote and turning on the television.
He finds the first Iron Man movie just coming on, and the group watches it for two hours. During the movie, the group of girls, including Penny, joins them as an especially bad storm seems to be brewing outside.
At the end of the movie, Leonard stands and grabs his keys from the key bowl on the counter. "I'm going to spend the night at Raj and Priya's again. I think Raj is spending the night at Amy's again."
Before he can leave, Natalie asks, "When is she going to find her own apartment?"
"She's looking for one right now. The only thing I know, though, is she is not going to move back to India for quite a long while. The company she works for has officially transferred her. Leonard answers, putting the keys in his pocket as the sky lightens up for brief seconds, followed by a clap of thunder.
"Leonard, could you drop me off at Howard's house on your way to Raj's? He told me he would pick me up, but I told him I would find a way because I didn't want him to waste gas. I was going to take the bus, but I don't trust public transportation in this weather." Olivia asks, looking at her hands instead of at Leonard as a particularly loud clap of thunder renders the room silent.
"Leonard, do you mind taking me too? Olivia and I never got to finish our talk, and it is kinda private." Missy asks him, flipping her hair back in a sexy fashion.
"Sure," Leonard answers both of them, nodding his head like a bobble-head doll as he only has eyes for Missy.
Some things never change, Missy thinks as she smiles triumphantly.
With three chorusing goodbyes, the trio leaves Sheldon in a room full of young women. A few minutes pass before all of the lights in the apartment spontaneously go off as another flash of lightning illuminates the room before leaving the group in complete darkness.