Author's Note: Thank you, WiseSunny, for your kind review! I'm so happy to hear how much you're enjoying the story; I've been having such a great time writing it. Perhaps the scene you suggested will show up at some point down the line ;)

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One of the Jonahs was saying something, but Angela's mind blanked out for a moment. Okay, I guess Linda was right about Jonah having a twin.

By the looks on both of the Jonahs' faces—especially the one standing by the door—Jonah hadn't known he had a twin until just recently.

Did that mean that Angela's theory about time un-splitting was correct? Was "Jordan" actually Jonah from one of the other dimensions?

No, that wouldn't make sense. Angela had only come up with that theory because she had two sets of conflicting memories inside her one brain. If her theory was correct, surely it would work the same way for Jonah—he'd have two sets of memories, not a whole other copy of himself.

Linda and Michael had pulled all three kids into a hug by now. One of the Jonahs—the one who'd been on the chair—looked over and locked eyes with Angela, his expression a conflicting mix of resignation and defiance.

That's the real one. The one who I was just in the time cave with, Angela thought with certainty. The other one—Jordan?—looked utterly bewildered and frightened. Angela noticed that while Jonah's right arm was firmly embracing his parents and Katherine, his left arm was pressed firmly to his side, as if trying to avoid even touching Jordan.

Whatever Jonah knew or didn't know about the situation, Angela was sure about one thing: Jordan knew even less.

Angela raised an eyebrow at Jonah, trying to convey the message, You're the one who knows at least some things here. Be nice to him. Try to make him feel welcome and comfortable.

Jonah put his arm around Jordan. At the same time, Katherine began stammering, "M-mom? D-dad? What happened to you? I mean, I can see what happened to you—you're, like, kids. But why? Or—did you travel from the past? How much did Jonah mess up time after I left?"

"I didn't mess up time! I fixed it!" Jonah protested.

Judging by the facts that Katherine was back, that she wasn't a baby, and that Jonah seemed more annoyed than worried at the moment, Angela guessed his mission to stop Lindbergh had been successful. "Katherine, it's true," she said, because Katherine looked like she was about to argue. "You missed a lot. Jonah saved everyone."

Jordan pushed away from the rest of the Skidmores. "I don't know what any of you are talking about," he complained. "But Katherine, you're going to get in trouble for inviting all these people over when we're both home sick."

Linda reached over to pat his shoulder. "Oh, honey, I can see where this would feel very strange to you," she said comfortingly.

Jordan only stared at her, then at Michael. Then he collapsed to the floor.

"Jordan!" Linda and Michael screamed together, falling to their knees on either side of him. "Jordan, wake up, honey, are you okay?" Linda asked, stroking his hair.

"What happened to him?" Michael sounded terrified.

"Guys," Jonah's voice was quiet, but steady. "I'm pretty sure he just fainted. From—the weirdness of seeing you guys as kids, and… all of this."

Linda and Michael seemed to be checking Jordan's vital signs. Once they were satisfied that Jordan was alive, they both looked up at Jonah. "Yes, what is all of this?" Linda demanded. "The last normal thing I remember, I was in the kitchen, trying to get you guys to come eat breakfast… and then all the sudden I was a kid again, and we went outside, and then suddenly I was waking up in this cave thing, and Jonah, you disappeared…"

"Do you remember me explaining to you about time travel?" Jonah asked her. "Outside the cave, right before I disappeared?"

"Time travel?" Linda repeated disbelievingly.

Jonah nodded, then glanced over at Angela. "How much did you tell them after I left?"

"Basically nothing," Angela admitted. "I didn't know where to start, and then they were all concerned about finding you and Katherine and… and Jordan…"

Jonah grimaced at Jordan's name. Then he turned back to his parents. "Long story short… Katherine and I got involved in time travel a couple months ago. We started getting these weird notes about my adoption, and Chip was getting them too, and we… we learned that Chip and I, and a bunch of other kids, were stolen from the past and ended up in this century by accident. So we were going back and forth between a bunch of different time periods, helping the other kids, and then this morning… well, this morning everything got even weirder than usual. Katherine disappeared—"

"I got kidnapped," Katherine interjected. "And turned back into a baby, and let me tell you, that was not fun."

"Right," Jonah agreed, seeming like he was trying to keep the story moving as quickly as possible. "Katherine got kidnapped, and all the other kids disappeared, and all the adults turned into thirteen-year-olds, so Angela and JB and I were trying to figure out what was going on…" He took a deep breath, then powered on. "And then Gary and Hodge—they're the ones who started all of this, who kidnapped all of us kids from other time periods in the first place—they made it so I was there at the airport when the plane arrived, making there be two copies of me at the same time."

Katherine's eyes grew wide, but Linda and Michael just looked even more confused. "When Jonah and the other thirty-five kids were brought here from different time periods, they came on an airplane," Angela clarified. "That's the plane Jonah's talking about. And when you have two copies of the same person in the same time period—that's not something that's supposed to happen."

"It makes time split into different dimensions," Jonah added. "This particular split was really bad, because it made time split into three different dimensions instead of just two. So one of the dimensions was the original one—the one where you guys adopted me, and the other thirty-five kids' parents adopted them, and we all had our normal lives in the twenty-first century. But in the other dimensions…" he trailed off, and his eyes flickered to Jordan, still passed out on the floor. "In one of them, Gary and Hodge had put Jordan on the plane instead of me. They sent everybody else off to the future, but they left Jordan here, and… in that dimension, you guys adopted him instead of me."

Something clicked in Angela's brain. "The baby who you dropped off with your parents because you thought he was you—that was actually Jordan?"

Jonah nodded stoically.

"But wait," said Katherine, wrinkling her nose. "I'm confused. Were you and Jordan both famous in original time, or just you? Why didn't Jordan go to the fake adoption conference with us, or the FBI, and… wait, did you say Mom and Dad adopted you in different dimensions? That doesn't make any sense."

Jonah bit his lip. "The dimensions were separate for thirteen years," he said hesitantly. "So Jordan and I didn't grow up together. But then… Gary and Hodge had this plan, where they were going to make Lindbergh take all the other kids from the plane to the future, so they could meet up with all the kids they'd stolen from this time stream, and end time travel forever… I was the only one who had a shot at being able to stop him. And I succeeded, but… it made all the dimensions smash together and combine. So you guys all remember Jordan and me both being here all along, but we don't remember each other because we were each in only one of the dimensions. That's how JB explained it."

"You've seen JB?" Angela asked eagerly. "And he's—he's himself again? He's okay?"

Jonah nodded. "He's not crazy anymore, and he's back to his regular age. He said you and Mom and Dad and everyone were going to change back too, but I don't know, maybe the time agency's too busy dealing with all the stuff that's happening with the dimensions combining, or something?"

Katherine had her own set of questions. "What do you mean, you and Jordan didn't grow up together? You guys are twins! You've always been together!" She hesitated, a thoughtful look coming over her face. "Except once all the time travel stuff started… and I guess even before that, I'm having a hard time picturing the two of you together…"

"That's because we never were together until just now," Jonah told her. "And Jordan never got any mysterious letters about his past, so he never started trying to figure stuff out the way we did, and—"

Jordan stirred feebly on the floor, and everyone focused their attention on him. Given that he knew nothing about time travel and had just blacked out as a result of seeing his parents as kids and a twin he'd never known about, Angela thought it might not be the best idea for him to wake up to see them all staring at him. "Um, do you think most of us should go into a different room, so we don't freak him out even more when he comes to?" she suggested. "Maybe Katherine could stay here and explain things to him, since she's, like, the only person here who won't freak him out?"

Linda and Michael looked like they wanted to protest, but Jonah and Katherine were both nodding. "I will want a more detailed explanation later," said Katherine as Jonah and Angela led Linda and Michael to the kitchen at the back of the house.

"What else did JB say when you saw him?" Angela asked Jonah. "Did he—do you know for certain that the version of him that you saw was from after 1932?" It seemed like that was the case, if he knew about the different dimensions, but with time travel, it was hard to be certain.

"Yes," Jonah said definitively. "He said the time agency dealt with his problems first, since they were so severe, and he told me about the different dimensions, and then I thought he said he was going to meet me here, but…"

"Who is JB?" Linda wanted to know.

"A time agent," Jonah explained. "The one who's been helping us through all this weird time stuff. He's from the future."

Linda looked skeptical, but she turned her gaze to Angela and asked, "And how do you fit in to all this? Are you from the future too?"

"Oh, no," Angela replied. "I'm from here. Now, I mean. I was the one who saw the plane appear that night, the one that Jonah and all the other kids were on. Jonah contacted me a few months ago—" she hesitated, momentarily hung up on whether months ago was correct from Linda and Michael's perspective, before plowing ahead with the story. "to see if I knew anything about his adoption, and that—that's how I got involved in all this." It was an incredibly watered-down version of the truth, but her head was spinning enough as it was, and she figured it must be even worse for Jonah's parents. Any additional information would simply confuse them.

Linda turned to Jonah. "You contacted a stranger about your adoption? Without letting Dad and me know?"

"I—we—Chip and Katherine were with me," Jonah defended himself.

"They were very cautious in how they went about it," Angela added, hiding a smile at the memory of the three of them with their walkie-talkies and covert operations, and the way Jonah had stood resolutely at the door, ready to jump into immediate action if anything dubious happened.

She decided not to mention how their first meeting had ended with Jonah and the other kids jumping out a window to get away from the brawling Gary and JB.

"I still don't get it," Michael complained, scrunching his face up like he'd just come across a challenging question on a test. "All this stuff about different dimensions and time travel and people coming from the future… did we time travel too somehow? Is that why we're kids now?"

"No, time travel doesn't change people's ages," said Jonah. "At least, it doesn't have to. And you guys didn't go anywhere; the age thing was just because Charles Lindbergh was messing around with the Elucidator, and he accidentally—"

"Charles Lindbergh?" Linda interrupted, aghast. "The Charles Lindbergh? But he—wait a minute." Her eyes narrowed. "You guys had a picture of Charles Lindbergh on your phone, right before—before everything got weird. And then didn't you ask me something about him a few minutes after that? I forget exactly what you said…"

Angela grimaced, realizing that she'd actually been there when Jonah had asked his mom about Lindbergh, and that the reason Linda couldn't remember what he'd said might have had something to do with being hit by a tranquilizer dart just seconds later.

"Oh, right," said Jonah. "Katherine took that picture when—"

He was interrupted by a loud banging on the front door. The four of them all looked in the direction of the living room. Angela couldn't see the door from where she was standing, but she saw Katherine walking over to answer it.

"It's probably one of the neighbors," Linda realized, an expression of horror etching across her face. "How much do you think they saw? We can't explain all this to them; they'll think we're crazy!"

Angela was about to bring up the fact that all of the neighbors had been turned into kids too, but then she heard Katherine exclaiming, "Chip!" and a sense of relief washed over her. Chip was okay. That had to mean that all of the kidnapped kids had made it back safely. That was probably what JB had rushed off to do, as soon as the time agency had cured him—make sure all the kids made it back home to their families.

She had no sooner had this thought, than she heard JB's own voice emanating from the living room.