DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything related to "Meet the Robinsons" or "Criminal Case," I only own Karena and Diana.
WILBUR'S POV
May 12, 2045
The next two months were not easy months to go through, but I was so happy that I had my family to go through it with me. There were days when I still broke into tears, but Karena and Diana were there all the way.
Every day, the first thing that I did when I woke up was pick Diana up from her crib. Diana is my number one reason to keep moving forward, and she, along with her mother, is my inspiration, just as I was my dad's. I learned over time that I would do anything for my daughter to go to sleep with a smile on her face after a long day, and spending time with her helped me to relax and to take in what little time we had left in Todayland.
The day after I told my new boss that I accepted the job, I told Justine and Lilly the news. A week later, I received a horse as a present from Justine to help me cope with transitioning. I named the black horse Moana, after the fearless leader I had met in my time travels, because she also ventured off into the unknown with no knowledge of what would happen. Justine taught me how to ride Moana and how to take care of her, and every day, I took Moana to Sunset Mountain to reminisce on all that had happened in my 22 years of life.
My family threw us a going away party and a birthday party at the same time, since I would already be in New York by my birthday. Each member of the family gave me something to remember them, to which I told them that I would always remember, no matter what. My parents gave me a music box that played "We Know the Way." I remember my parents telling me:
"Don't forget who you are and where you were raised," my dad two weeks ago.
"Follow your heart's calling, and you will know the way," my mom said. "Bring hope to the future."
Today, I was moving away from Todayland. Karena and Diana would join me later. I was unsure when I would see my family or my hometown again, but I was ready to take the first step forward. The entire family had gathered outside the garage to say good-bye, but I stayed in my room for a few moments before meeting the family outside. I remember the times I played war with Carl. I remember when my dad gave me a chargeball glove for my birthday and installed the chargeball game in my room. I remembered all of the adventures I had going back in time. I remembered Karena being in awe when she saw this room for the first time. I remember all of those nights where it was just me and Karena in the room, either talking about our day or encouraging each other from our nightmares. I remember Karena going into labor in this room and delivering our baby girl 12 hours later. I remember Diana's first nights in this room. This room was our little home, and my very first home. And I was saying good-bye. I felt tears starting to form again, but I walked out of the room before they started to fall.
I met my family outside, and I saw that someone had put a basket of food in my car along with my suitcases. I walked up to each family member and gave them long hugs.
"Enjoy some New York pizza for me," Uncle Art said while he and Uncle Gaston were hugging me.
"You are one-of-a-kind, Wilbur," Aunt Billie said, hugging me tight. "Good luck in New York."
"This isn't going to be easy for any of us, cousin," Laszlo said, giving me a tight hug. "We're going to miss you. Oh! I almost forgot!"
Laszlo reached into his satchel and gave me a portrait… of myself. I was in my signature lightning bolt outfit with my charge glove on my right hand. Laszlo drew a determined smile on my face as my glove was lighted up and ready to release a charge ball. On one half of the portrait, Todayland was in the background. On the other half, I saw New York City. Behind these two cities was an orange and pink sunset.
"I was going to keep this in my room to remind myself of how much you inspire me," Laszlo explained. "But you need it more than I do. Remember who you are, Wilbur, and Godspeed on your adventures."
I set the painting down and gave Laszlo another hug, this time with tears falling from my eyes. I saw my dad take the painting and put it in the car. I went over to Tallulah and hugged her.
"Take care of Karena and Diana for me," I requested, and she nodded her head with tears falling down her face. I walked over to my grandparents and gave them a hug.
"We're going to miss you, Wilbur," Grandpa Bud said.
"Thank you for everything," I replied. "Thank you for making all of this a reality for me."
Then I walked over to my parents, the people who raised me. The people who gave me life. The people who have taught me the lifelong lesson of "keep moving forward." All three of us let out tears as we hugged for the last time.
"We'll see each other again," Mom said, wiping away some of my tears.
"I know," I tearfully replied. "I love you." I pecked my mom on the cheek.
"I promise we'll see each other sooner than you think," Dad said, and I hugged both of them again. "Keep moving forward, Wilbur. Don't look back."
I walked over to my wife and daughter and hugged them, even though they would be joining me in a couple weeks.
"Be brave and strong," Karena told me. "I'll call every day."
"I hope so," I replied, letting out a chuckle through my tears, and I pulled her in for a kiss. "I love you, so damn much."
"I love you, too, Captain Time Travel. Or should I say Agent Robinson?"
Agent Robinson. That was a name that would take me a while to get used to. But I thought of a better name.
"Special Agent Wilbur Robinson, Karena. That is what you should say." I kissed my baby girl on her small head and placed my right hand on her small cheek. "These two weeks will seem like a long time, Diana. But I need you to be brave like Daddy. Alright? Take care of Mommy for me, okay? I love you."
The last person I needed to say good-bye to was my childhood best friend, Carl. He, too, had been in my life since I was born and he was the one to go to when my parents were gone. He lectured me more than my parents did, and that I will never take for granted ever again. We tearfully hugged each other for a long time.
"I'm proud of you, little buddy. You are going to do amazing things for TIME. But, stay out of trouble, alright?"
I couldn't help but let out a laugh before giving him another hug.
"I'll call you every chance I get," I promised him. "Thank you for putting up with me and supporting me."
I walked over to my flying car, got in, and took one last glance at my family. I gave them all a teary smile, and I started the car. I drove into the city one last time and reminisced on all that my dad had done for this city and the world and how happy I was that I was raised here.
"So long, Todayland. I'm gonna miss you."
I drove out of the city and drove forward, heading into this new chapter of my life.
Westport, Connecticut, USA
I took a glance over at my GPS to try to figure out where Amy's house was since she offered me a place to stay. The house was in Connecticut, like she said, and it was easier to find than I thought. I say that, because I saw someone in front of the house holding up a sign with my name on it. I landed my car in front of the house and walked up to the man holding the sign. I assumed he was in his 50s, but he looked like he was 30, which meant he took really good care of himself. But he, too, had some wrinkles on his face. He had blonde layered hair that was neck length and slightly wavy, and he had green eyes like my wife's. He was wearing a brown shirt with black suspenders along with black pants. He approached me with a kind smile on his face.
"So you're Wilbur Robinson," the man said. "I hope your trip here was smooth. Allow me to welcome you to our humble home. I'm Russell Crane. I'm Amy's husband."
"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Crane," I said politely, shaking his hand.
"Doctor Crane. Mr. Crane is my father." Oops. "But please, call me Russell. Come on in."
"Thank you, Russell." I followed him into the house, which was a simple two-story house. I noticed a living room with a television, a dining room, and a kitchen, and I followed Russell to a staircase.
"Excuse the mess," Russell explained as he led me up the stairs with my suitcases while I carried Laszlo's painting. "We have a lot going on right now with my son graduating high school soon."
"Russell, the house looks nice," I complimented with confusion, as I did not see a single mess in the house. We passed two rooms, which I assumed belonged to Jasper and Jessica, as well as a bathroom. There was also a room straight ahead, and one more room to my right, which is the one we walked into.
"This is our guest room in case my father comes to see us," Russell explained, setting my suitcases down. "But for now, it's your room. So please, make yourself at home!" He made his way out of the room but stopped when he noticed my painting. "That is really good! Did you do that?"
"No, sir, I didn't. I'm not as talented as my cousin."
"Your cousin has a really good eye. Anyway, I'll be downstairs making dinner. The kids should be home any minute from band rehearsal. I hope to see you downstairs soon!"
"Thank you, Russell."
I looked around the guest room that I was going to be staying in for the next two weeks. The walls were grey, but the bed and blankets were the perfect shade of white. I saw a portrait on the night stand of Amy and Russell, wearing wedding attire on their wedding day. On the other nightstand, there was a family picture of Amy and Russell with their two kids at a young age. Jasper looked just like his dad while Jessica had blue eyes like her mom. I looked out the window and saw a view of the garden. I decided to take a picture to let my wife and family know that I made it to Connecticut safely. I decided to get to know Russell more before calling Karena, so I went downstairs to talk to him.