"We have to go after Connor," Matt stated, still struggling slightly to get out from the guards' grip. "Philip, at least let me go after him!"

"No one is going after Connor until this anomaly is stable," Burton responded. He didn't look at Matt, he just kept watching the screens, typing in various codes and analysing data.

"You can't control this; you have to listen to me!"

"No! You listen to me, this machine has already generated more power than the entire national grid and this is only the beginning,"

"Did you ever even care about him?" Matt asked; disgust in his voice. Philip walked towards him, listening to what he had to say. "That kid worshiped you!" He shouted.

"Of course I cared for him, and if he is dead, then it's your fault, because he wouldn't even have been up there if you hadn't poisoned him against me. Look around you Matt, the world didn't end, you were wrong; this machine is a force for good. My work, Connor's work, I know he would have been proud of what he has achieved,"

"You were wrong," Matt stated, eyeing Philip with hatred, "You,"

"Get him out of here," Burton ordered.

The two guards guided Matt out of the room, leaving Philip to his work. He was led to the staircase where one guard walked in front and the other behind, leaving Matt no way to escape easily. As soon as the first man reached the bottom of the stairs, Matt took advantage of the opportunity to get away from them. He threw his knee into the guard, punching him as he keeled over. His hands gripped the fabric of the black shirt as he shoved the guard into the one behind, causing both to stumble to the ground. He sprung out one last punch to knock the second guard unconscious and ran as fast as he could from the scene. He had to get to the machine; he would save Connor; then the future.

"Nick I have to go, I have no choice," Abby's voice came into focus as Matt ran up the stairs.

She struggled against Nick's grip on her arm. "Abby you can't go, you're not thinking straight!"

"I have to save him!" Abby cried, pushing against Cutter in attempt to get through the anomaly.

"Hey!" Matt shouted, stopping the argument between the scientist and the blonde, "I'm going to go," He stated, taking Emily's EMD as he passed her.

"No, no, no, I'm coming with you," Abby argued.

"No, I'm going to go, and I'm going to bring him back, I promise. You're going to stay here because I need all of you here, ok?" Matt stated, holding Abby's shoulder so that she would look at him. Tears still stained her eyes, she really needed Connor back. He stole a quick glance at Emily before running off towards the large anomaly, which was growing bigger by the minute. He jumped off the platform, falling into the ball of energy that led to another time. The future, his future; the future he so desperately wanted to change.

Nick lowered his hands as the four of them stared at the anomaly the Irish man had disappeared into. Emily didn't move; she didn't know what to do. Matt had left, he had gone to save Connor, what did he expect her to do now? What was she meant to do? Just wait?

"I have to go," Abby murmured quickly. She ran out past Nick before he even had a chance to comprehend what had happened, and jumped into the anomaly, following Matt in his search for Connor.

Jayme moved towards Nick and Emily, staring at the anomaly. It was still growing, the shards of glass-like energy expanding; spinning out of control.

"What do we do now?" Emily questioned, unable to take her eyes off the anomaly.

"We have to stop this," Jayme stated.

"It's too late to stop it," Nick responded.

"No, it's not,"

The building creaked as the earth shook beneath them. The three of them steadied themselves, as the earthquake passed. The anomaly was looking even more unstable. The alarms of the building were quickly becoming the background music of the building, whatever Philip was doing, he no longer had control.

"We still have time!" Jayme added as she backed up and ran in the direction of the stairs.

"Jayme, wait," Nick called after her, quickly following, "Stay here, keep guard on the anomaly; do not go through it!" Nick instructed Emily, leaving her with no idea on how she could help.

"Where are you going?" He shouted at his daughter as they made it to the bottom of the staircase.

"Philip can shut it down,"

"Have you seen it, I doubt Burton is still in control of it,"

"Well I have to do something!" She snapped, turning to face him, "This is my fault, I helped this happen, I'm not going to sit back and wait for a miracle. Matt and Abby are gone, they're saving Connor; what else are we meant to do!"

"You're not thinking clearly!"

"Yes, I am! Don't you get it, if the world ends then it's my fault, if Connor dies, I'm responsible; how am I meant to live with that?" She questioned; her eyes watering. "I never wanted this," She whispered, her voice cracking with every word.

"I know," Nick responded, his voice quiet. He stepped towards his daughter and wrapped his arms around her; he wasn't going to let his own daughter suffer. Everything had gone wrong, he hadn't trusted her when he should've done, she wasn't a bad person; he knew that now, even if it was a little too late.

She moved out of the hug, smiling at her father. "We have to try,"

"We will," He stated, returning the smile.

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"What is wrong with you, can't you see that I'm actually quite busy here!" Burton snapped as two men brought the struggling Emily into the control room. They had snuck up on her as she guarded the anomaly, since she had no weapon; they were able to take her easily. Luckily, Nick and Jayme had left before they arrived, they might be able to stop this, if Matt, Abby and Connor didn't make it back, they were their only hope.

"They might be dead now because of you!" Emily accused. She remained strong and confident; she had to, for Matt.

"Take her away," Burton muttered, his eyes not leaving the screens.

Emily fought against the two men as best as she could, but she couldn't break away from their grip. They took her through a number of corridors before opening a metal door into a small room and throwing her inside. "You have to stop Burton! Listen to me! Let me out of here!" She yelled at the guard, but he didn't say anything, he simply locked the door and walked away from the distraught woman. She kicked against the door, it wouldn't budge, she needed to find a way out of there; she had to help. Emily gazed around the room, there didn't seem to be another exit. She listened carefully to the faint voice in the speakers outside the room, she couldn't hear it very clearly though. It was something about a malfunction, an emergency. The lights flickered around her, something was definitely wrong; the electricity in the building must be affected by the anomaly. The earth beneath her trembled again, this time it didn't stop suddenly, it kept shaking. She stumbled slightly as she tried to steady herself. The metal shelves beside her collapsed, falling against her. She fell to the ground. Her head felt groggy, she couldn't move, she could only slip away into unconsciousness.

"Trace the magnetic field brackets," Burton ordered, as he attempted to stabilise the anomaly. He glanced up to see the man running out of the room, laptop in hand. "What're you doing? Where are you going? I need you!" Burton yelled. The man didn't listen; he kept on running, straight out of the building. The structure was shaking violently now, Philip didn't care, he had to finish the job. He rushed over to the other computer, typing in certain things, he needed to fix this. It was no use, it wasn't going to work. He sat back in a moment of realisation; there was nothing he could do now. Another jolt of the building sent him straight to his feet; he began to run out from the control room, leaving behind his work.

He wandered slowly out of the final exit. The ground still shook from outside, but it didn't matter anymore. Everything he had worked towards meant nothing now, he had failed. The sky above him swirled violently, the clouds had become thick, a motion of colours, blues, greys, greens. It looked unreal, as if it wasn't true. Light flickered through the sky, a bright green light that shot through the clouds, turning on and off like a light switch. It was all out of his control now; he could only wait for the end now. He sat down against the metal staircase outside, waiting for it to all be over, after all, he failed, he did this; his work had brought destruction to the world.