Meanwhile, a WOOHP blimp was flying high in the air, busy transporting the now captive Nega-Brain to the WOOHP prison island. The cybernetic villain was currently sealed in a containment pod in the hold, and once the blimp arrived at its destination, the intention would be to put him in solitary confinement, away from any technology that he could use. Unfortunately, Nega-Brain had no intention of allowing the blimp to arrive at its destination.
"Pitiful fools!" he sneered inside the pod. "They forget that I can hack into any form of technology, and that includes this pod!"
To prove the point, he began extending one of his metal fingers into a long cable with a sharp point at the end. The cable moved like a snake, hunting for a weak point in the structure of the pod, and soon, it found one, in the form of a small gap between two of the metal panels surrounding the cyborg. The gap was miniscule, but it was enough for the metal point at the end of the cable to get through and interface with pod's systems. Nega-Brain's eyes flashed in triumph as he instructed the pod to open up, which it duly did, allowing him to emerge from the pod.
On the main control deck, the WOOHP agents manning the blimp were busy reading some magazines and chomping on some snack bars, when the main computer suddenly started giving an alarm signal.
"EMERGENCY! EMERGENCY! PRISONER AT LIBERTY ON SHIP!"
"What the... How did he get loose?" exclaimed one agent in horror.
The others began darting to the hatch that connected to the containment hold, only for said hatch to be smashed off its hinges by a metal fist. Drawing their firearms, the agents began delivering a volley of laser blasts at their escaping prisoner, but they simply bounced off Nega-Brain's armoured shell, as the cyborg climbed through into the control deck. With an inhuman roar, he charged at his attackers, knocking them all through the glass window and out of the blimp!
The stunned agents found themselves in free-fall, and they quickly opened up the parachutes they kept concealed on their persons, for emergencies such as these. As they began to float downwards, they could only watch with helpless dismay, as the blimp began to turn and fly back towards Los Angeles.
"Mayday, mayday!" one of the agents bellowed into his wrist communicator. "Nega-Brain has escaped!"
WOOHP HQ had changed very little in the last twenty years. The only real obvious difference was that the large 'W' logo on the top of the building had been replaced by a holographic projection, due to the sign being previously destroyed in a supervillain attack. Inside, the future versions of Sam and Dean were busy sorting through the storage room where all the old gadgets were kept, trying to find the Time Machine that could send the past versions of Sam, Clover and Alex back home.
"Any joy, hon?" asked Dean, who was dressed in a lab coat, a purple shirt and white jeans, much like those he wore twenty or so years previously.
"Not yet, Dean," called out his wife, who was having to move several old gadgets out of the way. "But this place could do with a serious spring clean."
Sam was noticeably smartly dressed in a suit, consisting of a loose white shirt, and a beige-coloured jacket, waistcoat and trousers. She tended to wear this outfit or variations of it, due in part to her job working as a journalist, which she excelled at considerably, winning some major awards along the way. Of course, she did have an advantage, as being a WOOHP superspy meant she was often first at the scene of the news, although she could hardly write that she often took part in the events that made the headlines.
As the married couple kept searching, a hidden hatch in the ceiling opened up and six familiar figures landed gracefully next to them.
"Hey Mom, hey Dad," said Hope cheerfully as she went over and hugged her parents. "Any joy finding that Time Machine yet?"
"Not yet, Hope," confessed Dean, "but we're working on it."
The younger version of Sam stepped forward to her future counterpart, the two of them looking at each other a little wide-eyed.
"Wow, it's you! I mean me," breathed future Sam.
"Yeah it is," smiled younger Sam. "Say, you and Dean look pretty good for guys now in their forties."
"Thanks, I think," laughed future Sam, looking to the younger versions of her best friends. "So how are you guys coping?"
"Still in shock, I guess," admitted Clover. "Though in a good way."
"Sorry to interrupt the chit-chat, guys, but we better get on and find that Time Machine," pointed out Daisy. "If we don't send our moms-to-be back home, then we could all end up blinking out of existence."
"She's right," added Hope. "Having our moms here in this time before they're supposed to get married and become pregnant with us is a major time paradox."
"One that could cause this whole timeline to collapse in on itself and maybe even tear the universe apart," said the two Sams simultaneously, the full implications of all this only now starting to sink in.
"Well, let's get looking then," said Alex, as she crossed over to one large pile of gadgets set on a table. Taking hold of one at the bottom, she tried to pull it out, but it seemed to be stuck.
"Here Mommy, let me help," said Cindy as she also took hold of the gadget and the two of them began tugging. The device suddenly broke free from the pile, whereupon the two girls fell to the ground and the whole load of gadgets fell down on top of them! As the others looked on with a mixture of concern and amusement, Alex and Cindy quickly dug themselves out and triumphantly held out a machine that resembled a game console.
"Found it!" cried out mother and daughter in elated unison.
They quickly passed the device to older Sam, who checked the machine over. "Seems to be in working order," she said at last. "Though it'll need a few hours to charge up."
"Pity Jerry's still on vacation," said Daisy. "He could operate that thing for us no problem."
Clover looked at her daughter in surprise. "Wait, Jerry's still around? I thought he might have retired or frozen himself again."
"No, Jerry's still in charge," said Hope. "Apparently he once got zapped by a villain's age reversing ray and got turned into a baby!"
"Whoa, seriously?" said Clover as she, Alex and younger Sam burst out laughing. "Man, that sounds hilarious!"
"Don't laugh too soon," warned older Sam. "While Dean worked on reversing the effects of the ray, you three ended up running WOOHP for a couple of days. And trust me, that was no fun."
"Luckily I worked out to reverse the ray," said Dean, "but due to a slight miscalculation, Jerry was restored to the age of thirty."
"So he was able to carry on running WOOHP? Lucky him!" said younger Sam.
Just then, Dean's wrist communicator started beeping, and as he switched it on, a holographic projection of a WOOHP agent appeared.
"Sir, we have a Code Red alert," reported the agent. "Nega-Brain has broken out and hi-jacked the WOOHP blimp!"
Everyone in the room looked at each other in dread. "Oh, this is black hole bad," gulped Cindy.
"Totally!" agreed Alex. "We were barely able to stop that guy before, and he's bound to be in a mean mood after all that."