Here we are, at Eisenberg Technologies, to see a family reunion at its finest... But that's not all that's going to happen this chapter. If you thought Julius being alive was big news, just wait until chapter 13 or 14. That one's got to be shocking, too. Anyway, let's go back to 2067 after I've responded to your reviews here:

PurpleNicole531: Thanks for reviewing! I know, right? Such a beautiful moment! That would be so awesome! And Liz is trying to find that device, so when she finds it and turns it off, Cyd and Shelby are free to go home.

iluvninjagoTNSBFWgirl: Sweet, isn't it? Thanks for reviewing!

TKDP: Thanks for reviewing! Yes indeed - too bad changing the future is hard because they don't know what to change. Good to know you remembered an important plot point from earlier on. Naldo and Liz were trapped there after an intervention from the sentinels - only because Cyd and Shelby were there (maybe the sentinels thought they could get more information out of them about Cyd and Shelby). You're right - something will happen now.

Person: Here's the update. Thanks for reviewing!

Enjoy!

-Writer207

April 18, 2067

Cyd and Shelby smiled when they watched the scene unfold in front of their eyes. It was always nice to be reunited with family after not seeing them for a long time, so they knew what it felt like for Julius to see his children again, to hold Frey in his arms. As for the Eisenberg siblings, they both reacted in their own way. Frey immediately welcomed her father into her life again. Jay, on the other hand, still stood in the same place where he stood after he had entered the room.

Frey may have said something, but they could not really understand what she had said. Julius eventually broke free from her hug, holding her face with his hands. He wiped away her tears with his thumbs, watching her with the proud look in his eyes.

"Don't cry, Frey," he said. He must've had a hard time to control his smile, "We're back together at last. That's nothing to cry about."

"I know," she said, "It's just that… I'm so glad you're alive." The father and daughter exchanged glances again and hugged each other briefly before Julius turned his attention to his first-born, his son Jay. He saw the emotionless expression on his face, one he recognized from when they were still a family. He took a few steps towards him and watched him with interest.

"It's good to see you again, Jay," Julius said, opening his arms, hoping Jay still remembered that sign meant he wanted a hug. Jay didn't react to his actions with deeds, but with words.

"No," he said and the smile disappeared from Julius' face, "It is impossible. You are dead." You could clearly hear the disbelief in his voice. How hard it must be or a father to hear his own son say something like that. Fortunately, Julius remembered why he would say things like that.

"I see it's gotten worse," he glanced at Frey but quickly focused back on Jay, "I know this is hard for you, but… I'm alive. We are together. I'll never leave your side anymore, I promise." But Jay shook his head again.

"Promises of dead men." He said it as if he's dealt with situations like this before. Of course he had not, but it did not take away the indifference in his voice.

"Really, Jay? Really?" Frey came to him. She understood why he, at first, denied the fact that his father could be alive, but now she could not understand why he would still refuse to see their father as a living man. She blamed those stupid habits and rituals of his, even if they were part of him. He barely turned his head in her direction when she came closer, staring at the 'dead man' with the desperate look on his face.

"Jay…" Julius said, hesitating and then continuing, "Jarvis, please. Try to understand. Try to fight it – I am alive. I am sorry this is a major break from what you are used to, but at least we are reunited." These words had little impact on Jay. He did not react to those phrases as a whole, but just one of them.

"Jarvis Eisenberg is dead," He said as if his father had not tried to reconcile with him. "He died at age fourteen, along with two sentinels at a gas station. There is only Jay." Then, he continued to stare at his father, who grew more desperate with every passing second. Cyd and Shelby, unsure how to react to the situation, had silently decided to just let the family reconcile without their interference. However, there was one small thing which caught their attention and to which they had to react.

"Your name is Jarvis?" Cyd wondered out loud. So far, they only know him as Jay, never even thinking it could be a nickname, especially not for such a weird and old name like Jarvis. Was that even a possibility for a first name?

"No comment," Jay said, only staring at his father, who tried one last time to convince his son he was not a dead man.

"Is there anything else I can say?" he said, "Jay, please…" He didn't even bother to complete his sentence. He praised himself lucky when Jay responded to his question.

"Give a good reason for your death," Jay said, "Give a good reason for your return to life." Frey looked from her brother to her father.

"He's got a point," she then said, "Why did you fake your death? Why couldn't we know?" With both his children looking at him, he looked at both when he tried to explain what he has gone through.

"Jay, Frey… One of the many things I regret is faking my death. At that point, I was trapped, caught in a complicated situation. There was no other way I could live other than to fake my death. My work has given me a lot of unwanted enemies. But as a father, I could not quite let go of you yet. I had cameras installed in some of the bases me and my father built. I wanted, no, I needed to keep an eye on you. A father should always care for his children and so I did. The monitors are in that corner." He pointed at a spot behind Jay, in the corner in which Cyd and Shelby didn't stand. Jay immediately turned around to see what they showed on the monitors. Frey didn't go all the way into the corner, because she recognized the inside of the base on one of the screen. She turned back to her father while Jay studied what the monitors showed them.

"There's so much I want to ask you," Frey said, "But I'm going to start with this one. Why did you even build those bases?" There must be a valid reason for the bases being built. Julius nodded.

"We needed secret storage rooms. It was my father's idea. It is dangerous for a scientist to keep everything he invents at one place – there's always someone who has bad intentions. Each of the bases were placed under the homes of our top scientists to secure them even more."

"Very smart," Frey said with a smile on her face, "Now, why did you stay here? Or did the sentinels keep you as a prisoner?"

"That is a question with a complicated answer," Julius said. Cyd and Shelby saw this as a way for him to avoid telling the truth. They didn't intervene yet, just waited for Liz to find that device so they could go home and let them reconcile, so they could prevent them from ever having to go through this. "I will try to explain it to you the best I can, I promise. I can't promise you'll understand it."

"I understand." Everyone turned their heads to Jay, who was now looking at Julius. There was an angry look in his eyes and he held his iron bar in a different position, as if he was ready to attack then and there. "I finally have arrived at the moment I have been preparing for."

Julius did not understand what Jay was talking about, but Frey, Cyd and Shelby did. Frey gasped and walked up to him, trying to pull the bar out of his hands. He didn't let her and held on to it, never letting go.

"What's going on?" Julius asked, wondering why his children would fight for that iron bar. Jay pushed Frey away from him, holding the bar with both hands, but in a position so it would be clear when he'd attack.

"You created the sentinels. You gave them intelligence, but they still need to be controlled either by a motherboard or a person. That person is you," Julius had a betrayed look in his eyes, "You are controlling the sentinels. You were from the beginning. Why else can one of this cameras move? Why else can you look into the mayor's office? Only the sentinels are authorized to do that." He didn't immediately do something, but the look in his eyes said more than a thousand words. Frey looked from her brother to her father and back to Jay, not sure what to believe at this point. Cyd and Shelby had trouble looking at him now without seeing everything he's done to the people of Portland, what he'd done to Liz, Naldo and Fred.

"Is that true?" Frey wondered, "Are you oppressing the people of Portland?" Julius waited a while before answering, shrugging, not really knowing how to break the news to them.

"Oppressing is a rather strong word…" He wanted to continue, but Frey interrupted him.

"Are you?" she repeated, looking in his father's eyes. She couldn't believe her father was capable of doing such things to other people. Julius sighed and bowed his head.

"Yes I am, but let me explain." Frey stopped Jay by standing in front of her father so she would take any hit he might deal to Julius. It prevented him from attacking him and Frey could convince him it wasn't the right time to kill him yet. Julius looked up, regret clear I his eyes, and continued to explain the complicated situation he was caught in.

"I never wanted it to go this far," he spoke as calmly as possible, unsure how his son would react to any of this, "My father and I, we had a better Portland in mind, a better world where crime would be eradicated. We tried to accomplish that through the realization of time travel or by creating those sentinels. Father wanted to focus on the time travel, I wanted to focus on the sentinels because that project had a better chance at success," He sighed, "If he hadn't passed away, I may have never been able to create the sentinels. You have to understand, I just wanted a safer place. Crime rates dropped dramatically after the first year, so we advanced them. Unfortunately, the police officers from Portland didn't like the idea of being fired. They protested and so did the people. I knew that, without them, criminals would take their chance. I couldn't let that happen, not while you could be caught in the crossfire." He paused, thought of how to phrase what he wanted to say next.

"I faked my death, and suddenly the sentinels ruled Portland, with me as their supervisor. I couldn't quite control them anymore as I previously did, which bothered me. They crossed a line by limiting people's freedom to a minimum. I have been working on a plan to change this, so the people get more freedom, but it's grown beyond my control. I've been here for two weeks since the sentinels figured out I was conspiring against them. I'm trying to reverse it, but they are cleverer than I first thought I made them. Don't you see? I'm trying to fix my mistakes." Frey and Jay looked at each other trying to figure out for themselves if he was telling the truth or minimalizing it.

"But you do admit it was your fault it has gotten out of hand?" Jay asked him. Julius looked away and then back at Jay before answering his question.

"Yes but please, Jay, don't do anything you'll regret later," Julius said, referring to what his son might do to him, "I'm trying to save all of us now. I know I made a lot of mistakes in the past, especially one right before your grandfather tried. I'm trying to make it right now!"

"There is no way to make it right," Jay said, "So what if the criminals can come back? At least everyone will be free to do whatever they want."

Cyd and Shelby saw how Frey untied her watch and threw it at them while Jay said this. He didn't seem to notice what she was doing and Cyd could barely catch it. They held it in their hands and watched it before hell broke loose. Even if Frey was a year younger and not nearly as strong as Jay, she did manage to keep him from going to his father as fast as he could, while Julius backed away, truly afraid of his son.

Cyd and Shelby stopped watching how Jay struggled to get to Julius when Frey's watch beeped twice. On the screen of the watch appeared the age-old symbols for declining or accepting a call. Cyd pressed on the green phone symbol on the screen. "Hello?" she said, unsure how to communicate like this.

"Frey, it's me, Liz," they heard Liz's voice say from the other side, "I found that device you were talking about. I pulled the switch, so Sara and Caitlin can go home." Cyd and Shelby looked up from the watch to each other. "Hello? Frey, are you there? Hello?" Cyd and Shelby didn't bother to answer. Cyd put Frey's watch on the desk that was in the room and then she grabbed Shelby. The news made them forget the tragedy that unfolded behind them, Jay closing in on Julius and Frey barely able to protect her father. They forgot the sentinels and the system they called 'justice'. Their only thoughts were those of home, of end January 2016, back in their bedroom.

As soon as they grabbed each other in a hug, they thought of home. They had closed their eyes and when they opened them, they stood in their old bedroom. Diesel looked up when he noticed Cyd and Shelby. After five days of the future, they finally saw a familiar environment. Cyd took her phone from her pocket and checked the date. January 29, 2016.

Cyd and Shelby sighed in relief. They finally made it back home.