Chapter 17: Amending Mistakes (Part 1)

After some time on the shuttle, we got Sarah back to her home, and insisted that we'd do something the next day. It wasn't long before I had played one of the clips Andrew sent me. With no one looking I watched, and the contents that layed within had sealed my ideas as to what to do next.

"Okay slight change of plans, I think it's time we got you back to your world." I said sharply, we were having fun and the mare fact that I said that made them utterly confused, as it came out of thin air. "What do you mean Peter, surely it's safe now to stay here for a while longer." Buck spoke casually after opening the door, thinking that I was probably joking. "There's one thing Andrew was right about..." Speak of the devil Andrew clawed his way out, insisting to be dropped off. I was tired of hearing his voice and dropped him off at the nearest block. "Okay, he was right about one thing. The world might be safer, but it's not entirely safe. He's right about how there are people worse than him."

"But, we can just avoid them right?" Libby chimed into the conversation. "Unfortunately, as soon as the world does have confirmation you guys are in fact real living dinosaurs, everyone's gonna ask question you wouldn't even understand. There would be scientists trying to get your DNA to know more about your species' past, Geologists that will want to go to your world and find a while world of geology, and don't get me started on the historians. If any of these people got either you or this shuttle, then who knows what that would do. Almost every question mankind has ever had can be answered with this thing, and people will start trying to replicate it. The future has been changed by this machine. Unless I can take you back to your world so that they wouldn't know."

"But even if you got us back to our world, they would eventually find out that you have this thing." Alma informed. "Not if they don't know abotu you guys. For them this is just a normal shuttle, they haven't looked at all the paper work, well digital work but I digress. It would be virtually impossible for them to know about this shuttle's capabillities if they didn't know that you guys are here." "And what about the storms then? How do you explain the massive 'bridge' between the two worlds that an entire city has whitnessed? Who knows they may have filmed it, it's probably already a... trending product, is that what they call it now." Ida came in. "Look, I don't have all the answers, they'll probably be investigating everyone around the city." With that, I sighed, before flipping the lever to my right. The bridge opened, and we swiftly went through it, closing it before anyone could notice its presence.

Our way through to the other side was calmer than usual, and everyone else seemed to like it as well. Not much else could be said about what's between worlds, it's mostly white, but not perfect white, as I mentioned before it looked more like being in a cloud than anything. With that being said, the other end opened, and we carried on through it back to their home. I had made sure only ten minutes had passed in their world since I last took them to our world, and decended down next to their home, making sure that nothing was in the way.

Upon opening all doors, the fresh air blasted in, rich in life it was as always, not disturbed by any artificial presences. I jumped down onto the grass, which was much brighter than that where I came from, now that I think about it, everything there was much... purer, than it is here. "Right then, I guess it's time to say goodbye, for now of course!" I called out to the others as they left the shuttle. "You promise you'll come back in a week?" Arlo questionned innocently. A heavy sigh came out from me, before I could even reply, "Yes, I promise, now uh Alma, you don't mind staying here right? To make sure that they're kept company?", "Hang on, so you're going to go all by yourself back home?" You could easily tell Alma was alarmed by what I had said. I didn't respond, instead I just went back into the shuttle and prepared for take off. "You do know that I won't be able to communicate to you once you close the bridge." Alma said through an intercom. "Yes, I know. Cya soon, and let the others know to take a step back." I powered the engines on, and had counted down for take off.

"And you got back home right? So where's the mistake in that?" The interviewer asked.

"Look, you remmeber before the start of the interview what I said right? I asked to leave so I can see my friends again, as I hadn't seen them in a month! I was happy and jolly anouncing my friends to the public for the first time in a while, as I had not even said their names in that amount of time either. Heck, I only saw Sarah this morning for the first time in a while as well. My mistake was leaving them in that world in the first place, as I can now never get back to them!" Peter had basically been shouting towards the end, realising how loud he was, he sat back down before saying calmly. "Sorry, I'll explain the rest now..."

The force of the rocket moving was strangely unbearable, it definitely felt like it was accellerating faster than it normally should. But it was expected sometimes, nothing to worry about. Flipping the lever once more, the bridge opened up once more, and I was just about to enter it when I got one last intercom message from Alma. "Peter, look out!" It shouted as the intercom started crackling, the bridge created too much noise for any more of Almas message to pass through. Quickly, swiftly I entered the bridge, and had started closing the end when it exploded with might. To this day I don't know what it was that cused such a thing to happen, but I know I'll find out. Anyways. Panicked, I went into full speed to escape the oncoming explosion, however being in a tunnel was a disadvantage for me, as it allowed all the energy of that explosion to go in oen direction.

My direction. I had not done anything to the controls, but the bridge ended, and I came out the other end to... the same world I went away from. It looked exactly the same as the one my friends are from, with some notable diffrences. The biggest was that the 'farm' was much bigger, with all different kinds of fruit, and looking around I spotted a group of... I couldn't tell the exact species, but there was a group that was looking up in my direction. The side of my ship tore apart as the exposion had managed to damage it, and with that piles of junk were being flung out the new exit. Even the seat I was in was ready to give way. The shuttle was aiming for the ground, however I had managed to pick it back up went up in a vertical direction. Another bridge opened without my permission, and I went through.

Unfortunately, the shuttle had lost nearly all of its power from that stunt, if you'd call it that. As fast I could I made one last exit out and back to this world. "Warning, power at 1% Engine faliure, terrain terrain" And a bunch more commands were screaming at me at the same time, the shuttle was doomed. Just so happens that shuttles like this one are built with eject modules, which I had gone into. Upon ejecting, I watched as the shuttle arced down towards the ground, upon which it exploded with an almighy force. The module I was in began to swing from the shockwave, but subsided by another shockwave. Turning around I saw the exit I came out of, which had now become a bright ball of... I don't know...

"...Ever since then, I had become fond of rebuilding the shuttle, with some major upgrades of course. However I can never get back to them." Peter finished.

"And why not?"

"Well, Dave is it? The shuttle can go to different worlds, like the old one could, it just can't get to their world, or at least, it's a very slim chance I can. You see the old shuttle has a thing called a 'logger' which would log the secific quantum configuration needed to get to a specific universe, without it you can only go to a random universe, and if you make a new one then it can only log the universes you go to after you make it. I need that specific logger to go back to their world, and I fear that it was lost in that other universe I accidently crossed through. Since I can't get their either, all I can do is wait for anyone who has it to communicate to me. You see, the logger also comes with a universal communication device whenever something like this happens. I can't wait forever though."

The awkwardness got intense, to the breaking point, before Dave broke it. "Okay then, well everyone, looks like all your questions have been answered by Peter, we're gonna have a ten minute break and come back on to discuss any further questions you have for us!" Switching off the cameras, Peter sighed. "I feel much better letting all that out, though people might try to find a way to get to multiple universes, in the same fashion and intentions Andrew had. Some laws need to be passed quick to cover that."

"Agreed, but that'll take too much time. For now all we can do is hope there are enough people who'll stand up against anyone who has bad intentions. How you feeling?" Dave asked, patting Peter on the back. "I feel like I could use a coffee, you know where the beverage area is on this building?"

"It's on the second floor, third room to you right."

"Thank you very much, wow it's getitng dark outside. Eight thirty in the evening it been that long? I'll probably go after the remainign questions have been answered. I'll be right back." Peter said, before standing back up and closing the door behind him as he left. Dave sighed, looking around the room, feeling quite, deflated after hearing all that Peter said throughout the majority of the day. A buzzing sound came from in front, right where Peter was sitting moments ago, confused over why Peter had forgotten something on his way out, he stood up and walked around the table ready to take it and give it back to him. Looking at it, it wasn't like what he was expecting it to be; a phone. Instead it looked more... confusing. Picking it up, it felt like cold metal rather than warm plastic. He could barely hold it with one hand, had to hold it with two.

The buzzing stopped, and a voice came out the other end, though garbled probably due to signal, he got round to reply as fast as possible. "Hello? Who is this?" The voice on the other end quickly went from questionable to that of being in desperate need, though the words were still garbled he could make some things out, like the name. Peter had just come back in, "Ah Peter, you forgot this thing on your way out. Someone's calling from it." Peter stole the thing from Daves hands quicker than one could see it happen. "It's garbled, you might need to-"

"Yeah just a sec, getting this fine tuned. Ah there we go. Hello there, how did you get this channel?" Peter said, closing the door behind him. For about two minutes Dave could only hear muffled words, before Peter came back in pure excitement, rushing around to get his coat and ready to leave the door "Peter what are you doing? We still have to do the remaining questions!"

"Ah screw the bloody questions! I've got someone who has the logger! Get all media stations to Jackson, Wyoming pronto, I don't think you'll wanna miss this!"

A/N: Second to last chapter, and another story with two parts (wow so original Alex). Anyways, yyyyeaaaah about that hiatus that I just took. I think personal stuff is just out of my league. I can't do any 'schedules' from now on, so sorry about that. I just wanna please the people who enjoy reading these things. I'll try my best to get the last chapter done within the next week, but I can't promise anything like that anymore, I just can't.

Next Chapter: Amending Mistakes (Part 2)

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