Hey everyone! Thanks for waiting so long! I think the next chapter, is the
last chapter, I hope you like this one ^^ It is a song-chapter, it's to the
song "Unwell" By MatchBox20, Please R/R ^^
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For Rory, Lisha and Ashley, and everyone who was patient enough to wait for this chapter ^^ The next one will be up soon. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
*~*~*All day
Staring at the ceiling making
Friends with shadows on my wall*~*~*
Jimmy laid on his bed silently, trying to think. He watched as black figures moved and crawled across his wall. He had gotten home from the hospital, he was afraid for Cindy. He didn't know what to do or how to save her. He couldn't tell anyone else about Gina, because they wouldn't believe him. Somehow Cindy was getting hurt right now, and he didn't know how to help her. He was battling a force he had no control over what so ever, the supernatural world was against him. And that gave him some pretty unfair odds.
He drummed his fingers together. He had never come in contact with this type of thing before. There was no such thing as ghosts, no way you could communicate with the dead. That is what he always had told himself, and now everything he had been believing had been warped backwards. If he could figure out a way to bring her back, he could become the most famous person ever to walk the planet. A way to bring back the dead. It was a scary thought.
So should he? He could only imagine what kind of havoc that power would wreak upon a planet who was not ready for it. If he could create it, the horrible things that could happen if it got into the wrong hands. So many terrible people could be saved. The world would be chaos. But he wanted Cindy so badly. Was it worth the chance?
He heard voices. They were all whispering to him. But it was one combination of all the sounds put together, it sounded like a jumble of inaudible voices. He put his fingers in his ears. What was happening to him? He knew he wasn't imaging it. Everything he was hearing was real. It was one hundred percent real. But he could never tell anyone. He couldn't ask for help. He closed his eyes. The sky turned dark and black. If he listened hard enough, and paid attention, he could hear the whispers. Some where kind. And some where threatening. Some told him to get some rest, to try and ignore the rest of the voices, that he needed sleep, like a nurturing mother. Some said that he was great, and he could create a way to save his love, tomorrow he could try. Others were cruel and harsh. He didn't want to listen to them. He curled up under his covers. He tried to go to sleep beneath the racket he was hearing in his head.
*~*~ *All night
I'm hearing voices telling me
That I should get some sleep
Because tomorrow might be good
For something *~*~*
When he awoke, the voices had disappeared. He got out of bed and stretched. He looked across his room into his mirror. He was a total and complete wreck. He looked away and then looked across the street, he saw Cindy's window. There was a truck outside. It was the Salvation Navy. They were taking all the items from Cindy's room and putting them in the truck. They were emptying it out. All her possessions, everything she had every touched or looked at, where now going to belong to someone else. He watched as a worker dropped her lamp. It shattered to the ground on her walkway. It was broken just like his heart. He turned away, he couldn't watch them take her things. He had known that would happen sooner or later. But he couldn't take it, how could her parents just give away all her things? It was like, they had moved on. That they were trying to forget her? That couldn't be.
It seemed to him that he was the only one who could not grasp the fact that she was dead. She was Dead. She was gone. Forever.
But No one else had to deal with the fact that they were right there when she died. Right there, holding her in their arms, he watched her soul leave her body. He didn't know it at the time, but he figured now that he must have. He remembered clutching her limp, lifeless body all too well. He recalled the faintness of her voice, the last word's she had said to him "Hold me darlin' just a little while" rang in his mind, over and over. At least he had told her he loved her. He still loved her.
*~*~* Hold on
I'm feeling like I'm headed for a
Breakdown
I don't know why*~*~*
He made his bed for the first time in ages. All that was on his mind was Cindy. Cindy and the Time Machine. He showered and got dressed in some old worn clothes he had, he was going to retreat to his lab. He walked down stairs into the kitchen.
"Morning Mom"
Judy was dusting around the refrigerator.
"Hi Jimmy" She didn't even look at him. He furrowed his brow.
"Mom, I'm going to go downtown today"
"That's nice dear" She seemed as though she wasn't listening to him. She kept dusting.
"I'm going to cross dress and jump off the Empire State Building" He tested.
"That's nice dear" He shook his head.
"Mom! Are you even listening to me? Look at me!"
She looked to him. He was about to say something and then stopped. He looked into his mother's eyes. She shook her head and turned back to her cleaning.
He slowly walked out of the house, he turned the golden knob to the back door and walked across the green, freshly cut grass in the backyard. He came to his clubhouse, and pulled out a piece of his chocolate, still-wet- from-the-shower hair and held in front of VOX.
"Welcome Home Jimmy" He entered his lab.
"Goddard..she was looking at me like I was insane..like, I was someone she didn't know..like I wasn't even her son" He sighed and confided in his metal pup. "I know I seem a little different now, but I'm not!" "I just need to save Cindy.that's all..just save her.that's all I want" He stood up from his chair and walked into the back room where he kept his Time Machine. He ran his hand across the hundreds of buttons that laid on the control panel. "If only you worked" He sighed. "You only need a few more adjustments..then, then you'll be ready"
Goddard scampered up and whimpered.
"What is it boy?" He asked and looked down at him. Goddard just looked up to Jimmy with a longing face. Jimmy hadn't pet or held him in ages. It was like he wasn't even loved anymore. Like, all he was, was nothing but a machine. All that occupied his mind was Cindy. That was it. He missed being cuddled and held, and pet, and told that he was loved. He missed being upgraded, and the taste of a freshly polished lug nut. He missed Jimmy.
*~*~*I'm not crazy I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be *~*~*
Jimmy sighed again and gave Goddard's head a quick pat. Jimmy ran his hand back through his hair. He had pondered for hours upon hours about what Gina had said. He really did believe she could communicate with Cindy. He didn't know if he should, but somehow he couldn't not believe her. She seemed to be telling the truth, and Jimmy a man of science, deemed himself a well judge of truth and falsities, he had seen crazy people before, he knew what they acted like. And she just seemed different to him.
He thought about how she had said Cindy didn't love him, and he was just wasting his time, that he was just another one of the guys she's been with. When she said those things, it was like his entire world came crashing down around him. Like all he ever cared about, was gone. That he could be nothing but empty. Gina was the only person who could help him. He knew that, he had to talk to her.
"Goddard, I'm going into the city okay? If Mom asks.which I doubt she will.tell her that I'll be back late"
"WoOf!!"
"I know I have therapy today."
"BarK!"
"I'm not going" Goddard growled, which surprised him. Jimmy arched an eyebrow. "You think I should go?"
"RuFf!"
"What do you mean I have to?" He asked a little annoyed.
"bLacH!"
"I do not need it!!" He shouted back at Goddard, who had told him he needed the therapy. Goddard's head jolted back in surprise. He whimpered. "Yah! You better whimper.I don't need that crap.I don't need those doctors.I don't need anybody."
Jimmy ended up going to the therapist any ways. His mother made sure of it. He was being somewhat more grouchy than usual today. He laid on the maroon chair inside his psychiatrists office. Then he sat, he refused to lay down any longer. He didn't belong to the group that would sit and tell the psychiatrist their problems. He didn't have problems he concluded.
"Jimmy" said Eddie. "Jimmy? Are you listening?" He asked. Jimmy was looking out the window. He was inside his own world, his own world of thoughts and ideas, contemplations and pensive wonders. His eyes squinted as they looked through the bright window on the other side of the room. The sun was gleaming into his eyes. He looked back to the doctor.
"Did you say something?" Jimmy asked.
Eddie sighed. "Jimmy, I didn't want to have to do this, but I'm going to have to put you on an anti-depressant" "At first I thought you wouldn't need it, but you haven't shown any improvement since I first started talking with you."
"What!?" He stood up. "Antidepressant? Are you kidding me? I am not going on a psycho's medicine, okay?" Eddie started writing out the prescription. "No!" He walked over to his desk and looked at him in the eyes. "I do not need a medication" he said.
"Jimmy, son, sit down, it's not a 'psycho's medicine' It's only to help you, I promise you'll feel better"
"Don't you dare call me son" He sneered. Eddie nodded.
"Very well then, Jimmy, sit down" Jimmy walked to a chair and sat. "Look, I'm not going to fool around with you, I'm telling you now, if you do not improve, more drastic measures than medication will be taken" Eddie turned more serious than usual.
"More.drastic?" He asked. "As in what?"
"As in Hospitalization"
"You can't throw me in the looney bin! I'm not crazy, I'm NOT crazy."
"I'm going to give this prescription to your parents."
"I don't need it" He said again.
"Yes you do, I wouldn't give it to you if you didn't need it"
Okay, I'm not crazy...I just miss her..that's all I just want her back" He said.
"I know you miss Cindy, but Jimmy you have to realize, that she is never going to come back. Never, never ever ever" Jimmy wanted so much to stand up and tell him that, that's where he was wrong. That he could find a way to bring her back.
"Okay, if you think I'm nuts, tell me this, how would you feel.." He got up from his seat and went to his desk again. He looked at the pictures resting there in the frames. He spotted one and picked it up, he looked at it closely and then turned it around so he could see it. "This is your wife?" He asked.
Eddie nodded. He started scribbling down notes on Jimmy's behavior. Jimmy rolled his eyes.
"Cut it with the notes, shrink" "If you want to talk, man to man, I can't have you jotting down psycho mumbo jumbo" Jimmy was impressed by his own tone with the psychiatrist.
Eddie put down the pen and paper. He folded his hands on top of his desk. "And shut off the tape recorder" Jimmy grinned. He knew he was to smart for this guy. Eddie shut it.
"Alright Jimmy, what is it?" He asked.
"This is your wife" He said still holding the picture.
"Yes it is" Eddie said again.
"She's a real pretty lady" He commented. "Looks a little young for you" He said under his breath.
"Why, thank you" Eddie didn't hear his comment.
Jimmy nodded. "Okay, lets say, you and this little lady here get into a car accident, and you were driving" "You can barely remember what happened, but you can still hear her hair raising scream..the scream of pain, that she was being crushed.to death." Jimmy swallowed. "You wake up, and there is blood everywhere..on the grass, on you..every place you can see.but you can't really see because of the pelting rain" "You don't know what happened.your completely confused"
Eddie nodded again.
"You feel your body, but your not cut" He continued. "Than where is all the blood from?" "You try to get up.but the lights are blinding, you can hear people every where.your so dizzy.you can't stand up" "But all your thinking is one thing" He paused. "What's your wifes name?"
"Linda"
"Okay, the one thing your thinking is Linda. Linda. Linda. So, even though your face is bleeding" He ran his finger across the scar next to his eye. "You crawl and somehow you find her, shes lying on the grass" "You hold her in your arms, and.... you know her life is over" Jimmy's eyes started to water. "You know, that it won't be much longer until she's left you forever.....and for that second.that moment in time, you have so much you want to say to her, but you can't even start because it'll be too late by the time you finish.."
Eddie saw Jimmy's eyes, he noticed that his voice had started to crack too.
"So..you tell her the one thing you want her to know" "You say I love you" "She's too weak to even realize that your there..she says your name.and you try and comfort her.you say, I'm here Baby, I'm here." "She gives you the weakest smile.."
"She's holding onto your hand, she's squeezing it, and you squeeze back" "You want to freeze time, for just that second, so you know you'll always be together." "You kiss her.you know it's the last time you'll ever kiss her..the last time you'll ever be together" "Her body is ruined.it's cut.there's so much blood.she is so light."
Jimmy could feel a tear fall from his eyes, as she relived his accident again. He sat down in the chair. He was totally unaware that Eddie was listening anymore, he was just repeating everything that happened, he was in his own little world.
Eddie felt a tear form in his own eyes, but quickly rubbed it away, he couldn't cry.
"She closes her eyes..you want to tell her.Wake up Angel..Wake Up..Keep Your Eyes Open baby.keep em' open....but you can't" "You can't even speak" "You feel her chest move up and down...one last time..the last breath she'll ever take......" He looked up to Eddie with watery eyes. He rubbed them. "And then she's gone" He finished.
Eddie cleared his throat.
Jimmy stood up. "You go through that, and then you tell me that your not going to be a little bit more irritable.or grumpy.or depressed once in a while" "I'm not crazy"
Eddie narrowed his eyes a bit. "Jimmy, you are a smart boy" He said. "And I know you think you can outsmart me.and your parents.and everyone else, but you need this medication" Jimmy sighed. "But" he added. Jimmy looked at him suspiciously. "I know I shouldn't, but I'm going to give you some more time...if you improve....you will benefit greatly"
Jimmy actually smiled. "Thanks" He said. He put the picture back on his desk and waved goodbye. After his left, Eddie picked up his phone, he wanted to call and say hello, to his wife.
Jimmy got out of the building and walked along he sidewalk. He actually felt a little bit better. For once, in all the time he had been going to the therapist, he felt a little, tiny, bit of relief. He walked to the subway station and waited for the train. He boarded it. He could feel people staring at him because of his unshaven, raggedy appearance. He sat down alone on an empty seat.
"I can't believe he wanted me to go on an antidepressant..." He sighed. "Don't worry Cin...I'll get you back, I love you, I promise.." He was talking quietly, some people watched him as discretely he talked to no one but himself. He watched the black walls of the underground train track go by like lighting. "Cindy, if your watching me.I want you to know, that I'm not crazy like they think..I just want you home.where you belong.and I'm not going to let Gina hurt you..not anymore"
When he got home he headed up to his room. "Mom I'm--.." He stopped when he heard his mother and father in their room. He heard them talking lowly, about him. He put his ear up to the door.
"And Sarah said, that Lisa Gensen, she saw him at the super market buying beer Hugh, beer!..can you believe that? This is getting out of hand" She sighed. He heard his father mumble back. He didn't want to hear anymore, so he left and entered his room. He sat at his desk. He drummed his fingers from both hands together, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't come up with a solitary thing about the blood he saw in the kitchen. Or about where Cindy was. But he knew one person that knew, she was the only one that knew. That blood was what made Jimmy believe her all along.
*~*~*See me
Talking to myself in public
And dodging glances on the train
I know
I know they've all been talking 'bout me
I can hear them whisper
And it makes me think there must be something wrong
With me *~*~*
Jimmy decided to go out again. He had nothing to do at home, except think, and somehow whenever he thought it always seemed to get him into trouble and he didn't feel like getting into anymore, not then. He walked along the street, it was getting dark out, mosquitoes buzzed about. He kept up his walking, he went into the city on the town transit system. While he sat on the bus, he thought some more. He wondered what Gina meant, and what she knew, he wondered why she had that malicious gleam in her eyes the last time the spoke. It was Friday, and that meant that visiting hours for the mental hospital were not over yet. He decided to pay another visit to Gina Wolfendale.
*~*~*Out of all the hours thinking
Somehow
I've lost my mind *~*~*
When he got to the white hospital again, he almost turned around. But he knew, that the only way to help Cindy, was to talk to Gina. So he walked inside. The white halls were so bleak. He got buzzed in and was escorted to her room.
"You have fifteen minutes" The guard said before letting him in the room, and locking it again once he entered.
"So...your back" Gina smiled a devilish smile. Her brown hair was still messy.
"Where is she?" Jimmy asked. He still hadn't forgiven her for what she said to him before. His voice was hard, he tried not to sound angry.
"Who?" She asked.
"You know who, Cindy, that's who" He answered the foolish question.
"Oh her..she's buried six feet under the ground in Retroville Cemetery..rotting away.and decomposing.soon she'll be nothing more than dust" Gina smiled again. Jimmy wanted to throw up when she said that. He waited a minute so his stomach would stop turning.
"That's not what I meant" He said, this time his voice seemed angrier.
"Well then what did you mean? Hmm?" She asked as she hung upside down on her bed.
"I want to know where she is"
"She's gone"
"What do you mean gone?" He narrowed his gaze.
"I dnno" She answered. She sat up and sat cross-legged on her bed.
"Gina. I'm serious."
"I'm serious too" She made a funny face. He rolled his eyes at her.
"Act NORMAL!" He shouted. She was very taken back that he yelled and had big eyes as she sat up and backed up on he bed. The room they were in was small, with four walls and one tiny window, it had one white bed and that's it. Jimmy was standing. "Listen to me Gina, I know, you aren't as crazy as they say you are..and I know you know what I'm talking about, now tell me, tell where Cindy is, now" His voice was sterner than before.
She looked at Jimmy, she was glaring. "It's called a dead count" She said, she stopped glaring. She didn't blink, she was still looking a him.
"A what? What's a dead count?" He asked confused.
"A Dead Count is the number of people in the supernatural world...it's how many people have died.it always has to be exact..it can never be off, never.by not even one"
"What does this have to do with Cindy?"
"You can't get her back..even with your time machine.if you save her once.the will kill her again.if you change the car accident.then she will die some other way.they won't let her live.then it would be off.the dead count would be off" She said.
"Wait wait..who is they?"
"They..are they.they run the world you go to..like demons..demons and angels.when you die.you go to a place that's in between.."
"Like..a.purgatory?" He asked.
"Yes.you live among the living..but they can't see or hear you..there are people everywhere..even when you are by yourself you are not alone" Jimmy gulped and took a quick glance around. "Then you get sent to heaven..after a while.or you get sent straight to hell" She looked frightened.
"Is something wrong?" He asked her, his hard voice had disappeared.
"I'm not supposed to be telling you this" "I can't tell you anymore.." "I can't.or they'll hurt me"
Jimmy tried to understand all this she was saying.
"You have to leave" "Go now" She said urgently.
"I'm not going anyplace until you tell me she's okay" Jimmy stood his ground.
"She's okay" She said quickly. Jimmy looked at her suspiciously.
"Last time I talked to you, you said someone was going to get her"
"I know"
"What was that about?" He asked.
"Jimmy you really have to go" She said again.
"Tell me" He said.
She sighed and spoke quickly. "Sometimes..two people have such a strong connection on earth.that even in death they cannot be separated..in the rare occasions that happens.the two people are called soul mates...Cindy is your soul mate" He listened intently. He noticed how she used present tense. "If you have a soul mate..and then one of you dies..you can feel everything your soul mate feels." "When Cindy cries..you feel sad..when you get angry, she gets irritable" "They were going to hurt her...not physically, because, in the afterlife, you don't have a body.you are just a soul..so they emotionally torment her...and that's when you feel the worst..do you understand?"
Jimmy looked puzzled. "I have to save her"
"You have to save yourself"
He looked strangely at her. "I have to save her" He said again.
"You can't, they won't let you"
"I'm going to try" He said.
Gina shrugged. She started to laugh. "You won't ever be able to save her..your wasting your time" Jimmy shook his head. She went back into her psychotic state. He turned and knocked on her door to be let out. The guard opened it.
"I hope she didn't scare you too much..she's a weird one" The guard said. Jimmy just walked ahead.
*~*~*I'm not crazy I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be *~*~*
He worked in his lab again endlessly. Lucky for him he completed his time machine quickly, he had only a few more things to complete and clean, he had been working on it for so long. He was so overjoyed. It was finally time to fix everything.
His smiled was huge. "Goddard, Cindy's coming home" "Wish me luck" He stepped inside the Time Booth's red doors. He pressed some buttons and in a flash he was in his room. "It must not have worked" He said sadly. He brushed himself off, and then looked up. His mouth hung open. It was him. He was laying on his bed. His eyes were wide. But he was right here, he was there toog. It worked!
"It worked!! It really worked!!" He said to himself. He was asleep.
Jimmy was amazed. He looked at the calendar he kept on his computer,
it read the exact day the accident had happened. He sat in his desk,
while his past self slept. He touched all his things to make sure he
wasn't dreaming. Then he eyes looked out the window. It was her.
Oh my god." Jimmy said. His eyes began to get watery again. Cindy was in her room. She was brushing her hair. She was right there, she was alive. He got up out of the chair and left his room, he practically ran down the stairs.
"Whoah Son, watch where your goin!" Hugh smiled and said as Jimmy quickly passed him and ran out the front door. Hugh walked up the stairs and into his room, he passed Jimmy's room along the way, and saw the sleeping Jimmy on his bed. "Hi Son" He spoke to his sleeping boy and then stopped for a moment, perplexed. "Wait a sec..weren't you just.down..there?" He shook his head and shrugged and went into his room with the paper.
Meanwhile, Jimmy had rung Cindy's doorbell.
"Hello, Jimmy Dear" Rhonda Vortex smiled. She was smiling, at him, he couldn't believe it. Her voice was warm. "You're a little early aren't you?" She asked. Jimmy couldn't even speak he was so happy. He nodded. "Cindy is upstairs" She said. Cindy is upstairs. He loved those words. She was alive again. She was there. He went to her door after climbing the stairs. His hand shook as he knocked on it. He just wanted to see her face, alive and beautiful, just once.
"Just a second!" Cindy yelled.
That was her. That was his angel. The girl he loved. Her voice was like a harmony. A beautiful song that he wished would never end. He was so happy. He was so so happy. He could see her shadow come close to the door, he heard the radio in her room turn down a few knotches, then he heard the rattling of her door knob. His heart throbbed.
But he realized something. He looked different. He smelled like alcohol. He hadn't shaved. Would she know it was a different him? He couldn't let her. He couldn't take that chance. "Don't worry Cin, you'll be home soon" He whispered before he booked it out of her house and back to his own room. Cindy opened her door. She looked around for someone and shrugged and shut it again.
He had wanted to hold her so badly!! He wanted to scream. He looked at his slumbering self. He went beside the bed. He shoved himself lightly. "Wake up.come on.wake up"
"Five more minutes.." He grumbled and turned over.
"Wake. Up." He pushed harder.
"Mom.stop." Jimmy's past self pushed away his arm.
"Wake up!" Jimmy yelled.
His other self woke up. "I'm up!" He yelled. He rubbed his eyes and looked at Jimmy. They got bigger. "AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" "Ahhhh!!! Who are you?! Get out of my room!!" He yelled as he shot up and stood on the other side of his bed.
"Shhh!!!!!" He said trying to calm himself down.
"Who are you?!" He yelled.
"You don't know?" He asked. He saw his past self stare at him in the eyes hard.
"Oh..my..god.." He said after a long silence. "Your're me" He said.
Jimmy snickered. "No, you're me actually"
"Why are you here?" He asked. "Man." He looked his future self over. "I really go downhill with my clothes huh?" He coughed. "And my hygiene"
Jimmy ignored the comment, after all, he's the one that said it. "I'm here to warn you..or me..or whatever" He said.
"Wow.so I fix my Time Booth huh?" "Sheen spilt-" Past Jimmy seemed perfectly pleasantly surprised with this visit from himself.
"I know" He interrupted. They both heard a knock on the door.
"Jimmy? Is everything alright? You're father and I heard yelling? Are you okay?" She asked from outside the door.
"Yes mother" Both Jimmy and his past self repeated together. Jimmy's past self's eyes grew wide.
"Shh!" He said to his future self. Judy shook her head, she could have sworn she heard two people.
"Are you sure?" She asked again.
"Yes mom!" Past Jimmy was becoming aggravated with her.
"Okay! Okay" Judy went downstairs.
"Okay, now I have to warn you" Jimmy told himself exactly what happened, he told himself what to do and what not to do. He told the entire story.
"So don't take her star gazing tonight understand?" He said
"Uh..Y-yes" Past Jimmy was shocked at what Jimmy had said.
"I have to go now, remember, do what I said" He stepped into the Time Booth and punched in a code. "I'll seeya in the future" He said, before, in another blink of an eye he was back inside his lab.
*~*~*I'm not crazy I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be *~*~*
He stepped out of the Time Booth. He looked himself up and down, his clothes were a bit neater and cleaner, and he lab was neater too. They still weren't completely clean though. He smiled. Cindy was alive. "Goddard, what day is it?" Goddard barked back the day it had been that he just left from. He smiled again. He started to run into the house, Goddard barked something else, but he didn't hear it. He burst into the kitchen. "Mom! I'm going to see Cindy" He said and smiled.
"Jimmy, don't you think it's a little cold for that?" She asked.
"No, why would it be?" He was to excited to stay still.
"Well, the cemetery gets cold at night" She said.
Jimmy froze. "Did you just say Cemetery?" He asked, still frozen.
"Yes, that's what I said" She answered.
Jimmy couldn't believe it. She was still dead. "Mom..tell me, how did Cindy die?" He asked, his voice quivering.
"Jimmy, are you alright?" She asked and put her hand to his forehead to check for fever, she took it off when there was none.
"Just answer the question please" He said.
"Cindy was raped " "You know that"
"R-r-raped?" He questioned unbelievingly, he was frozen. He could feel his stomach churn, he wanted to throw up again. She was raped. "I'm going up to my room" He walked upstairs. He couldn't believe it, she was still gone. He hadn't saved her. He felt so horribly, someone had killed her. How could he have let that happen? He didn't know though. He wasn't going to give up. He went back in time again to save her from her new fate. When he came back she was dead from a freak accident.
He tried again.
She fell and bumped her head. She went into a coma and died three days later.
He tried again.
Sickness.
He tried again.
Another Car Accident.
When he came back to the present again he felt hopeless. Every time he saved her, something else happened. He didn't know what to do. He shut his light and laid on his bed and shut his door.
"Cindy I miss you so much" He let some tears fall. "I'm sorry.but I tried everything..I don't know how to save you..I'm sorry" He closed his eyes. The dark of his room was pierced by a tiny sliver of light from the hall. He could hear Goddard scratching at his door. That was what Goddard was going to say. He was going to tell him it hadn't worked.
"Come hear boy" Jimmy called. Goddard came into the dark and hopped on his chest. "Thank you for sticking by me buddy..this is all over now.it's just gonna be me n you, okay? I love you..I'm sorry I was so wrong.for so long boy.I'm sorry" He hugged his puppy while lying down. Goddard licked his cheek and snuggled into him. He whimpered.
Just then something crawled into Jimmy's mind. He shot up. "Wait!" Goddard was surprised and jumped to the floor. "Wait wait wait..Gina said something.didn't she? About this..she said..something like.this.what was it..something about a count.a.a.." He snapped his fingers trying to jog his memory of her seemingly meaningless rambles. "A Dead Count" He whispered into the dark, after a moment of time. He knew he had to go back and see Gina, one more time, but he knew, that he had to do something for her, to get something in return. And he wanted something big. He wanted Cindy. And she was going to help him get her back even if he had to force her. She'd help him.
He laid back down and fell asleep thinking, Goddard cuddled into him.
"I love you Cindy...I love you." He said in his sleep. Goddard licked him gently again, and then went into sleep mode by himself.
*~*~*Talking in my sleep
Pretty soon they'll come to get me
They'll be taking me away*~*~*
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Jimmy Neutron characters or logos, ((but oh how I wish I did.)) they are all property of Nickelodeon and Viacom Incorporated ^^ I also don't own the song "Unwell" ((everything in things that look like this *~*~* are song lyrics))
For Rory, Lisha and Ashley, and everyone who was patient enough to wait for this chapter ^^ The next one will be up soon. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
*~*~*All day
Staring at the ceiling making
Friends with shadows on my wall*~*~*
Jimmy laid on his bed silently, trying to think. He watched as black figures moved and crawled across his wall. He had gotten home from the hospital, he was afraid for Cindy. He didn't know what to do or how to save her. He couldn't tell anyone else about Gina, because they wouldn't believe him. Somehow Cindy was getting hurt right now, and he didn't know how to help her. He was battling a force he had no control over what so ever, the supernatural world was against him. And that gave him some pretty unfair odds.
He drummed his fingers together. He had never come in contact with this type of thing before. There was no such thing as ghosts, no way you could communicate with the dead. That is what he always had told himself, and now everything he had been believing had been warped backwards. If he could figure out a way to bring her back, he could become the most famous person ever to walk the planet. A way to bring back the dead. It was a scary thought.
So should he? He could only imagine what kind of havoc that power would wreak upon a planet who was not ready for it. If he could create it, the horrible things that could happen if it got into the wrong hands. So many terrible people could be saved. The world would be chaos. But he wanted Cindy so badly. Was it worth the chance?
He heard voices. They were all whispering to him. But it was one combination of all the sounds put together, it sounded like a jumble of inaudible voices. He put his fingers in his ears. What was happening to him? He knew he wasn't imaging it. Everything he was hearing was real. It was one hundred percent real. But he could never tell anyone. He couldn't ask for help. He closed his eyes. The sky turned dark and black. If he listened hard enough, and paid attention, he could hear the whispers. Some where kind. And some where threatening. Some told him to get some rest, to try and ignore the rest of the voices, that he needed sleep, like a nurturing mother. Some said that he was great, and he could create a way to save his love, tomorrow he could try. Others were cruel and harsh. He didn't want to listen to them. He curled up under his covers. He tried to go to sleep beneath the racket he was hearing in his head.
*~*~ *All night
I'm hearing voices telling me
That I should get some sleep
Because tomorrow might be good
For something *~*~*
When he awoke, the voices had disappeared. He got out of bed and stretched. He looked across his room into his mirror. He was a total and complete wreck. He looked away and then looked across the street, he saw Cindy's window. There was a truck outside. It was the Salvation Navy. They were taking all the items from Cindy's room and putting them in the truck. They were emptying it out. All her possessions, everything she had every touched or looked at, where now going to belong to someone else. He watched as a worker dropped her lamp. It shattered to the ground on her walkway. It was broken just like his heart. He turned away, he couldn't watch them take her things. He had known that would happen sooner or later. But he couldn't take it, how could her parents just give away all her things? It was like, they had moved on. That they were trying to forget her? That couldn't be.
It seemed to him that he was the only one who could not grasp the fact that she was dead. She was Dead. She was gone. Forever.
But No one else had to deal with the fact that they were right there when she died. Right there, holding her in their arms, he watched her soul leave her body. He didn't know it at the time, but he figured now that he must have. He remembered clutching her limp, lifeless body all too well. He recalled the faintness of her voice, the last word's she had said to him "Hold me darlin' just a little while" rang in his mind, over and over. At least he had told her he loved her. He still loved her.
*~*~* Hold on
I'm feeling like I'm headed for a
Breakdown
I don't know why*~*~*
He made his bed for the first time in ages. All that was on his mind was Cindy. Cindy and the Time Machine. He showered and got dressed in some old worn clothes he had, he was going to retreat to his lab. He walked down stairs into the kitchen.
"Morning Mom"
Judy was dusting around the refrigerator.
"Hi Jimmy" She didn't even look at him. He furrowed his brow.
"Mom, I'm going to go downtown today"
"That's nice dear" She seemed as though she wasn't listening to him. She kept dusting.
"I'm going to cross dress and jump off the Empire State Building" He tested.
"That's nice dear" He shook his head.
"Mom! Are you even listening to me? Look at me!"
She looked to him. He was about to say something and then stopped. He looked into his mother's eyes. She shook her head and turned back to her cleaning.
He slowly walked out of the house, he turned the golden knob to the back door and walked across the green, freshly cut grass in the backyard. He came to his clubhouse, and pulled out a piece of his chocolate, still-wet- from-the-shower hair and held in front of VOX.
"Welcome Home Jimmy" He entered his lab.
"Goddard..she was looking at me like I was insane..like, I was someone she didn't know..like I wasn't even her son" He sighed and confided in his metal pup. "I know I seem a little different now, but I'm not!" "I just need to save Cindy.that's all..just save her.that's all I want" He stood up from his chair and walked into the back room where he kept his Time Machine. He ran his hand across the hundreds of buttons that laid on the control panel. "If only you worked" He sighed. "You only need a few more adjustments..then, then you'll be ready"
Goddard scampered up and whimpered.
"What is it boy?" He asked and looked down at him. Goddard just looked up to Jimmy with a longing face. Jimmy hadn't pet or held him in ages. It was like he wasn't even loved anymore. Like, all he was, was nothing but a machine. All that occupied his mind was Cindy. That was it. He missed being cuddled and held, and pet, and told that he was loved. He missed being upgraded, and the taste of a freshly polished lug nut. He missed Jimmy.
*~*~*I'm not crazy I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be *~*~*
Jimmy sighed again and gave Goddard's head a quick pat. Jimmy ran his hand back through his hair. He had pondered for hours upon hours about what Gina had said. He really did believe she could communicate with Cindy. He didn't know if he should, but somehow he couldn't not believe her. She seemed to be telling the truth, and Jimmy a man of science, deemed himself a well judge of truth and falsities, he had seen crazy people before, he knew what they acted like. And she just seemed different to him.
He thought about how she had said Cindy didn't love him, and he was just wasting his time, that he was just another one of the guys she's been with. When she said those things, it was like his entire world came crashing down around him. Like all he ever cared about, was gone. That he could be nothing but empty. Gina was the only person who could help him. He knew that, he had to talk to her.
"Goddard, I'm going into the city okay? If Mom asks.which I doubt she will.tell her that I'll be back late"
"WoOf!!"
"I know I have therapy today."
"BarK!"
"I'm not going" Goddard growled, which surprised him. Jimmy arched an eyebrow. "You think I should go?"
"RuFf!"
"What do you mean I have to?" He asked a little annoyed.
"bLacH!"
"I do not need it!!" He shouted back at Goddard, who had told him he needed the therapy. Goddard's head jolted back in surprise. He whimpered. "Yah! You better whimper.I don't need that crap.I don't need those doctors.I don't need anybody."
Jimmy ended up going to the therapist any ways. His mother made sure of it. He was being somewhat more grouchy than usual today. He laid on the maroon chair inside his psychiatrists office. Then he sat, he refused to lay down any longer. He didn't belong to the group that would sit and tell the psychiatrist their problems. He didn't have problems he concluded.
"Jimmy" said Eddie. "Jimmy? Are you listening?" He asked. Jimmy was looking out the window. He was inside his own world, his own world of thoughts and ideas, contemplations and pensive wonders. His eyes squinted as they looked through the bright window on the other side of the room. The sun was gleaming into his eyes. He looked back to the doctor.
"Did you say something?" Jimmy asked.
Eddie sighed. "Jimmy, I didn't want to have to do this, but I'm going to have to put you on an anti-depressant" "At first I thought you wouldn't need it, but you haven't shown any improvement since I first started talking with you."
"What!?" He stood up. "Antidepressant? Are you kidding me? I am not going on a psycho's medicine, okay?" Eddie started writing out the prescription. "No!" He walked over to his desk and looked at him in the eyes. "I do not need a medication" he said.
"Jimmy, son, sit down, it's not a 'psycho's medicine' It's only to help you, I promise you'll feel better"
"Don't you dare call me son" He sneered. Eddie nodded.
"Very well then, Jimmy, sit down" Jimmy walked to a chair and sat. "Look, I'm not going to fool around with you, I'm telling you now, if you do not improve, more drastic measures than medication will be taken" Eddie turned more serious than usual.
"More.drastic?" He asked. "As in what?"
"As in Hospitalization"
"You can't throw me in the looney bin! I'm not crazy, I'm NOT crazy."
"I'm going to give this prescription to your parents."
"I don't need it" He said again.
"Yes you do, I wouldn't give it to you if you didn't need it"
Okay, I'm not crazy...I just miss her..that's all I just want her back" He said.
"I know you miss Cindy, but Jimmy you have to realize, that she is never going to come back. Never, never ever ever" Jimmy wanted so much to stand up and tell him that, that's where he was wrong. That he could find a way to bring her back.
"Okay, if you think I'm nuts, tell me this, how would you feel.." He got up from his seat and went to his desk again. He looked at the pictures resting there in the frames. He spotted one and picked it up, he looked at it closely and then turned it around so he could see it. "This is your wife?" He asked.
Eddie nodded. He started scribbling down notes on Jimmy's behavior. Jimmy rolled his eyes.
"Cut it with the notes, shrink" "If you want to talk, man to man, I can't have you jotting down psycho mumbo jumbo" Jimmy was impressed by his own tone with the psychiatrist.
Eddie put down the pen and paper. He folded his hands on top of his desk. "And shut off the tape recorder" Jimmy grinned. He knew he was to smart for this guy. Eddie shut it.
"Alright Jimmy, what is it?" He asked.
"This is your wife" He said still holding the picture.
"Yes it is" Eddie said again.
"She's a real pretty lady" He commented. "Looks a little young for you" He said under his breath.
"Why, thank you" Eddie didn't hear his comment.
Jimmy nodded. "Okay, lets say, you and this little lady here get into a car accident, and you were driving" "You can barely remember what happened, but you can still hear her hair raising scream..the scream of pain, that she was being crushed.to death." Jimmy swallowed. "You wake up, and there is blood everywhere..on the grass, on you..every place you can see.but you can't really see because of the pelting rain" "You don't know what happened.your completely confused"
Eddie nodded again.
"You feel your body, but your not cut" He continued. "Than where is all the blood from?" "You try to get up.but the lights are blinding, you can hear people every where.your so dizzy.you can't stand up" "But all your thinking is one thing" He paused. "What's your wifes name?"
"Linda"
"Okay, the one thing your thinking is Linda. Linda. Linda. So, even though your face is bleeding" He ran his finger across the scar next to his eye. "You crawl and somehow you find her, shes lying on the grass" "You hold her in your arms, and.... you know her life is over" Jimmy's eyes started to water. "You know, that it won't be much longer until she's left you forever.....and for that second.that moment in time, you have so much you want to say to her, but you can't even start because it'll be too late by the time you finish.."
Eddie saw Jimmy's eyes, he noticed that his voice had started to crack too.
"So..you tell her the one thing you want her to know" "You say I love you" "She's too weak to even realize that your there..she says your name.and you try and comfort her.you say, I'm here Baby, I'm here." "She gives you the weakest smile.."
"She's holding onto your hand, she's squeezing it, and you squeeze back" "You want to freeze time, for just that second, so you know you'll always be together." "You kiss her.you know it's the last time you'll ever kiss her..the last time you'll ever be together" "Her body is ruined.it's cut.there's so much blood.she is so light."
Jimmy could feel a tear fall from his eyes, as she relived his accident again. He sat down in the chair. He was totally unaware that Eddie was listening anymore, he was just repeating everything that happened, he was in his own little world.
Eddie felt a tear form in his own eyes, but quickly rubbed it away, he couldn't cry.
"She closes her eyes..you want to tell her.Wake up Angel..Wake Up..Keep Your Eyes Open baby.keep em' open....but you can't" "You can't even speak" "You feel her chest move up and down...one last time..the last breath she'll ever take......" He looked up to Eddie with watery eyes. He rubbed them. "And then she's gone" He finished.
Eddie cleared his throat.
Jimmy stood up. "You go through that, and then you tell me that your not going to be a little bit more irritable.or grumpy.or depressed once in a while" "I'm not crazy"
Eddie narrowed his eyes a bit. "Jimmy, you are a smart boy" He said. "And I know you think you can outsmart me.and your parents.and everyone else, but you need this medication" Jimmy sighed. "But" he added. Jimmy looked at him suspiciously. "I know I shouldn't, but I'm going to give you some more time...if you improve....you will benefit greatly"
Jimmy actually smiled. "Thanks" He said. He put the picture back on his desk and waved goodbye. After his left, Eddie picked up his phone, he wanted to call and say hello, to his wife.
Jimmy got out of the building and walked along he sidewalk. He actually felt a little bit better. For once, in all the time he had been going to the therapist, he felt a little, tiny, bit of relief. He walked to the subway station and waited for the train. He boarded it. He could feel people staring at him because of his unshaven, raggedy appearance. He sat down alone on an empty seat.
"I can't believe he wanted me to go on an antidepressant..." He sighed. "Don't worry Cin...I'll get you back, I love you, I promise.." He was talking quietly, some people watched him as discretely he talked to no one but himself. He watched the black walls of the underground train track go by like lighting. "Cindy, if your watching me.I want you to know, that I'm not crazy like they think..I just want you home.where you belong.and I'm not going to let Gina hurt you..not anymore"
When he got home he headed up to his room. "Mom I'm--.." He stopped when he heard his mother and father in their room. He heard them talking lowly, about him. He put his ear up to the door.
"And Sarah said, that Lisa Gensen, she saw him at the super market buying beer Hugh, beer!..can you believe that? This is getting out of hand" She sighed. He heard his father mumble back. He didn't want to hear anymore, so he left and entered his room. He sat at his desk. He drummed his fingers from both hands together, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't come up with a solitary thing about the blood he saw in the kitchen. Or about where Cindy was. But he knew one person that knew, she was the only one that knew. That blood was what made Jimmy believe her all along.
*~*~*See me
Talking to myself in public
And dodging glances on the train
I know
I know they've all been talking 'bout me
I can hear them whisper
And it makes me think there must be something wrong
With me *~*~*
Jimmy decided to go out again. He had nothing to do at home, except think, and somehow whenever he thought it always seemed to get him into trouble and he didn't feel like getting into anymore, not then. He walked along the street, it was getting dark out, mosquitoes buzzed about. He kept up his walking, he went into the city on the town transit system. While he sat on the bus, he thought some more. He wondered what Gina meant, and what she knew, he wondered why she had that malicious gleam in her eyes the last time the spoke. It was Friday, and that meant that visiting hours for the mental hospital were not over yet. He decided to pay another visit to Gina Wolfendale.
*~*~*Out of all the hours thinking
Somehow
I've lost my mind *~*~*
When he got to the white hospital again, he almost turned around. But he knew, that the only way to help Cindy, was to talk to Gina. So he walked inside. The white halls were so bleak. He got buzzed in and was escorted to her room.
"You have fifteen minutes" The guard said before letting him in the room, and locking it again once he entered.
"So...your back" Gina smiled a devilish smile. Her brown hair was still messy.
"Where is she?" Jimmy asked. He still hadn't forgiven her for what she said to him before. His voice was hard, he tried not to sound angry.
"Who?" She asked.
"You know who, Cindy, that's who" He answered the foolish question.
"Oh her..she's buried six feet under the ground in Retroville Cemetery..rotting away.and decomposing.soon she'll be nothing more than dust" Gina smiled again. Jimmy wanted to throw up when she said that. He waited a minute so his stomach would stop turning.
"That's not what I meant" He said, this time his voice seemed angrier.
"Well then what did you mean? Hmm?" She asked as she hung upside down on her bed.
"I want to know where she is"
"She's gone"
"What do you mean gone?" He narrowed his gaze.
"I dnno" She answered. She sat up and sat cross-legged on her bed.
"Gina. I'm serious."
"I'm serious too" She made a funny face. He rolled his eyes at her.
"Act NORMAL!" He shouted. She was very taken back that he yelled and had big eyes as she sat up and backed up on he bed. The room they were in was small, with four walls and one tiny window, it had one white bed and that's it. Jimmy was standing. "Listen to me Gina, I know, you aren't as crazy as they say you are..and I know you know what I'm talking about, now tell me, tell where Cindy is, now" His voice was sterner than before.
She looked at Jimmy, she was glaring. "It's called a dead count" She said, she stopped glaring. She didn't blink, she was still looking a him.
"A what? What's a dead count?" He asked confused.
"A Dead Count is the number of people in the supernatural world...it's how many people have died.it always has to be exact..it can never be off, never.by not even one"
"What does this have to do with Cindy?"
"You can't get her back..even with your time machine.if you save her once.the will kill her again.if you change the car accident.then she will die some other way.they won't let her live.then it would be off.the dead count would be off" She said.
"Wait wait..who is they?"
"They..are they.they run the world you go to..like demons..demons and angels.when you die.you go to a place that's in between.."
"Like..a.purgatory?" He asked.
"Yes.you live among the living..but they can't see or hear you..there are people everywhere..even when you are by yourself you are not alone" Jimmy gulped and took a quick glance around. "Then you get sent to heaven..after a while.or you get sent straight to hell" She looked frightened.
"Is something wrong?" He asked her, his hard voice had disappeared.
"I'm not supposed to be telling you this" "I can't tell you anymore.." "I can't.or they'll hurt me"
Jimmy tried to understand all this she was saying.
"You have to leave" "Go now" She said urgently.
"I'm not going anyplace until you tell me she's okay" Jimmy stood his ground.
"She's okay" She said quickly. Jimmy looked at her suspiciously.
"Last time I talked to you, you said someone was going to get her"
"I know"
"What was that about?" He asked.
"Jimmy you really have to go" She said again.
"Tell me" He said.
She sighed and spoke quickly. "Sometimes..two people have such a strong connection on earth.that even in death they cannot be separated..in the rare occasions that happens.the two people are called soul mates...Cindy is your soul mate" He listened intently. He noticed how she used present tense. "If you have a soul mate..and then one of you dies..you can feel everything your soul mate feels." "When Cindy cries..you feel sad..when you get angry, she gets irritable" "They were going to hurt her...not physically, because, in the afterlife, you don't have a body.you are just a soul..so they emotionally torment her...and that's when you feel the worst..do you understand?"
Jimmy looked puzzled. "I have to save her"
"You have to save yourself"
He looked strangely at her. "I have to save her" He said again.
"You can't, they won't let you"
"I'm going to try" He said.
Gina shrugged. She started to laugh. "You won't ever be able to save her..your wasting your time" Jimmy shook his head. She went back into her psychotic state. He turned and knocked on her door to be let out. The guard opened it.
"I hope she didn't scare you too much..she's a weird one" The guard said. Jimmy just walked ahead.
*~*~*I'm not crazy I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be *~*~*
He worked in his lab again endlessly. Lucky for him he completed his time machine quickly, he had only a few more things to complete and clean, he had been working on it for so long. He was so overjoyed. It was finally time to fix everything.
His smiled was huge. "Goddard, Cindy's coming home" "Wish me luck" He stepped inside the Time Booth's red doors. He pressed some buttons and in a flash he was in his room. "It must not have worked" He said sadly. He brushed himself off, and then looked up. His mouth hung open. It was him. He was laying on his bed. His eyes were wide. But he was right here, he was there toog. It worked!
"It worked!! It really worked!!" He said to himself. He was asleep.
Jimmy was amazed. He looked at the calendar he kept on his computer,
it read the exact day the accident had happened. He sat in his desk,
while his past self slept. He touched all his things to make sure he
wasn't dreaming. Then he eyes looked out the window. It was her.
Oh my god." Jimmy said. His eyes began to get watery again. Cindy was in her room. She was brushing her hair. She was right there, she was alive. He got up out of the chair and left his room, he practically ran down the stairs.
"Whoah Son, watch where your goin!" Hugh smiled and said as Jimmy quickly passed him and ran out the front door. Hugh walked up the stairs and into his room, he passed Jimmy's room along the way, and saw the sleeping Jimmy on his bed. "Hi Son" He spoke to his sleeping boy and then stopped for a moment, perplexed. "Wait a sec..weren't you just.down..there?" He shook his head and shrugged and went into his room with the paper.
Meanwhile, Jimmy had rung Cindy's doorbell.
"Hello, Jimmy Dear" Rhonda Vortex smiled. She was smiling, at him, he couldn't believe it. Her voice was warm. "You're a little early aren't you?" She asked. Jimmy couldn't even speak he was so happy. He nodded. "Cindy is upstairs" She said. Cindy is upstairs. He loved those words. She was alive again. She was there. He went to her door after climbing the stairs. His hand shook as he knocked on it. He just wanted to see her face, alive and beautiful, just once.
"Just a second!" Cindy yelled.
That was her. That was his angel. The girl he loved. Her voice was like a harmony. A beautiful song that he wished would never end. He was so happy. He was so so happy. He could see her shadow come close to the door, he heard the radio in her room turn down a few knotches, then he heard the rattling of her door knob. His heart throbbed.
But he realized something. He looked different. He smelled like alcohol. He hadn't shaved. Would she know it was a different him? He couldn't let her. He couldn't take that chance. "Don't worry Cin, you'll be home soon" He whispered before he booked it out of her house and back to his own room. Cindy opened her door. She looked around for someone and shrugged and shut it again.
He had wanted to hold her so badly!! He wanted to scream. He looked at his slumbering self. He went beside the bed. He shoved himself lightly. "Wake up.come on.wake up"
"Five more minutes.." He grumbled and turned over.
"Wake. Up." He pushed harder.
"Mom.stop." Jimmy's past self pushed away his arm.
"Wake up!" Jimmy yelled.
His other self woke up. "I'm up!" He yelled. He rubbed his eyes and looked at Jimmy. They got bigger. "AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" "Ahhhh!!! Who are you?! Get out of my room!!" He yelled as he shot up and stood on the other side of his bed.
"Shhh!!!!!" He said trying to calm himself down.
"Who are you?!" He yelled.
"You don't know?" He asked. He saw his past self stare at him in the eyes hard.
"Oh..my..god.." He said after a long silence. "Your're me" He said.
Jimmy snickered. "No, you're me actually"
"Why are you here?" He asked. "Man." He looked his future self over. "I really go downhill with my clothes huh?" He coughed. "And my hygiene"
Jimmy ignored the comment, after all, he's the one that said it. "I'm here to warn you..or me..or whatever" He said.
"Wow.so I fix my Time Booth huh?" "Sheen spilt-" Past Jimmy seemed perfectly pleasantly surprised with this visit from himself.
"I know" He interrupted. They both heard a knock on the door.
"Jimmy? Is everything alright? You're father and I heard yelling? Are you okay?" She asked from outside the door.
"Yes mother" Both Jimmy and his past self repeated together. Jimmy's past self's eyes grew wide.
"Shh!" He said to his future self. Judy shook her head, she could have sworn she heard two people.
"Are you sure?" She asked again.
"Yes mom!" Past Jimmy was becoming aggravated with her.
"Okay! Okay" Judy went downstairs.
"Okay, now I have to warn you" Jimmy told himself exactly what happened, he told himself what to do and what not to do. He told the entire story.
"So don't take her star gazing tonight understand?" He said
"Uh..Y-yes" Past Jimmy was shocked at what Jimmy had said.
"I have to go now, remember, do what I said" He stepped into the Time Booth and punched in a code. "I'll seeya in the future" He said, before, in another blink of an eye he was back inside his lab.
*~*~*I'm not crazy I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be *~*~*
He stepped out of the Time Booth. He looked himself up and down, his clothes were a bit neater and cleaner, and he lab was neater too. They still weren't completely clean though. He smiled. Cindy was alive. "Goddard, what day is it?" Goddard barked back the day it had been that he just left from. He smiled again. He started to run into the house, Goddard barked something else, but he didn't hear it. He burst into the kitchen. "Mom! I'm going to see Cindy" He said and smiled.
"Jimmy, don't you think it's a little cold for that?" She asked.
"No, why would it be?" He was to excited to stay still.
"Well, the cemetery gets cold at night" She said.
Jimmy froze. "Did you just say Cemetery?" He asked, still frozen.
"Yes, that's what I said" She answered.
Jimmy couldn't believe it. She was still dead. "Mom..tell me, how did Cindy die?" He asked, his voice quivering.
"Jimmy, are you alright?" She asked and put her hand to his forehead to check for fever, she took it off when there was none.
"Just answer the question please" He said.
"Cindy was raped " "You know that"
"R-r-raped?" He questioned unbelievingly, he was frozen. He could feel his stomach churn, he wanted to throw up again. She was raped. "I'm going up to my room" He walked upstairs. He couldn't believe it, she was still gone. He hadn't saved her. He felt so horribly, someone had killed her. How could he have let that happen? He didn't know though. He wasn't going to give up. He went back in time again to save her from her new fate. When he came back she was dead from a freak accident.
He tried again.
She fell and bumped her head. She went into a coma and died three days later.
He tried again.
Sickness.
He tried again.
Another Car Accident.
When he came back to the present again he felt hopeless. Every time he saved her, something else happened. He didn't know what to do. He shut his light and laid on his bed and shut his door.
"Cindy I miss you so much" He let some tears fall. "I'm sorry.but I tried everything..I don't know how to save you..I'm sorry" He closed his eyes. The dark of his room was pierced by a tiny sliver of light from the hall. He could hear Goddard scratching at his door. That was what Goddard was going to say. He was going to tell him it hadn't worked.
"Come hear boy" Jimmy called. Goddard came into the dark and hopped on his chest. "Thank you for sticking by me buddy..this is all over now.it's just gonna be me n you, okay? I love you..I'm sorry I was so wrong.for so long boy.I'm sorry" He hugged his puppy while lying down. Goddard licked his cheek and snuggled into him. He whimpered.
Just then something crawled into Jimmy's mind. He shot up. "Wait!" Goddard was surprised and jumped to the floor. "Wait wait wait..Gina said something.didn't she? About this..she said..something like.this.what was it..something about a count.a.a.." He snapped his fingers trying to jog his memory of her seemingly meaningless rambles. "A Dead Count" He whispered into the dark, after a moment of time. He knew he had to go back and see Gina, one more time, but he knew, that he had to do something for her, to get something in return. And he wanted something big. He wanted Cindy. And she was going to help him get her back even if he had to force her. She'd help him.
He laid back down and fell asleep thinking, Goddard cuddled into him.
"I love you Cindy...I love you." He said in his sleep. Goddard licked him gently again, and then went into sleep mode by himself.
*~*~*Talking in my sleep
Pretty soon they'll come to get me
They'll be taking me away*~*~*