Authors Notes: I must apologize for not updating for so long. I had some problems getting the method of getting Bruce, Tim, Dick, Barbara, and anyone else I wanted to take to the future to the future. I also had to decide if I was going to include the JLA, and if so, which members. Hopefully everything is worked out properly. Crosses fingers in wild desperation.

Warnings: Can't think of any, except it will be AU in the past when everyone gets back.

Rating: PG, it will go up later though.

And Now, for something completely different!

Bruce's POV, mostly

Bruce Wayne was caught between a sign and a laugh. The security of Dr. Munches was important and necessary but the reactions of others to the security nearly had Bruce in a fit of some sort on the floor. Thank God for his training, he'd have never lived it down. Wayne enterprises was sponsoring Dr. Munch but he was locating in Bludhaven so the Bludhaven PD was providing the police escort to Gotham so the project could be finished. Someone had figured out that Dick and he didn't see each other much anymore. They had probably assumed it was the two's jobs and had assigned Dick to be a part of the escort that was to remain throughout the projects completion. Dick would have avoided him the whole time except he had been placed inside the room that the experiment was to take place in.
Dick had, thankfully, been happy to see Tim and had taken a minute to catch up with his stepbrother (in this universe Bruce had adopted both Dick and Tim, they where not just his wards). Tim had been determined to be here just so he could see Dick and he hadn't the heart to say no and force Tim to school.
Then Gotham PD had gotten involved and where providing security, thankful Jim Gordon was the only one in the room. Wayne security had been very miffed about everyone else getting involved but where working well with the other two groups. It was the fourth' group of security that was counted has a problem. The JLA had gotten involved, and after they had found out about the time travel that Static Shock had experienced they had insisted that he be there as well. He looked more than a little unhappy about the arrangement but his friend was with him so he was quiet about his unhappiness. Never let it be misunderstood, Bruce knew that the JLA did wonderful things and had helped a lot of people. But they where not needed here, if something went wrong Bruce and his own could handle it. He and Dick may not get along at the best of times but they where both professional enough to get the job done and work together.
Barbara was watching Dr. Munch finish the last calibrations to his device before explain to the small group what this device was really supposed to do. As the financier of the project Bruce turned most of his attention to observing his eldest son's reflection in the monitor to find out if he was well.

Dr. Munches POV

Dr. Munch ignores those in the room and the little family drama that has been forced to take place. It's almost ready; a device that will allow a person to glimpses the future. The advances that could be made by his work, he could win the Noble Prize for this! Best to tell the masses what they will witness so they can be properly awed when the time comes.
We will be starting soon. For those of you that do not know what my work is, this device will allow us a glimpse into the future! This will allow us to advance technology, medicine, prevent wars and stop man-made disasters. In five minutes will get our first look into the future.
The least Wayne could do is show a pretended interest in my explanation. Everyone else seemed to be captivated, now all I need to do is pick a time to look to. Nothing to close to this time period, that would make my work look like a parlor trick. But it would have to be close enough to this time to be provable as the future. But if I pick something far enough into the future it would offer a real, powerful first demonstration.
I believe that the first test should look to the far future, we're less likely to see ourselves that way. The date I have picked in 3065. This should offer a truly unique look at how this city will change over the years. Smile; look like this was not just some random year. And start up the Viewer, put in the calculations needed, and push the activation button.

The room went white.

General POV

Security guards worked in tandem to surround the exists of the unused warehouse. Mini microphones kept them all in contact. It had been a long time since the buildings on this side of Gotham had been used, so the alarms going off had been a shock to the Wayne Enterprises Security in the main office. With a final command to capture the intruders the teams moved in to the room.
The roof had collapsed and was being held up by a net of static electricity, it was a familiar net if you had ever worked in The Dome control systems. The guards faltered for a moment before carefully focusing on those in the room. Three male teens, seven adult males, and three females of varying ages filled the room with one of the older teen males providing the net that was protecting the rest of the occupants from being crushed. Sitting in the room was a large, ancient looking machine that was smoking. The eldest male and one of the younger adults were pointing a museum piece at them, which the security team knew to be a weapon. It was only the movement of one of the other males that stopped them from firing to take down the possible danger, Commissioner, Dick! I would drop it. Something has gone wrong and we don't know what is going on. It would be better to not anger these gentlemen. The danger of getting on the bad side of whoever is in charge.
The man that had been speaking was carefully observing the security guards that had entered the room. The man took in the reptilian tail that snaked out behind one of the men and the canine muzzle one of the women were sporting. Both of the men looked at him like they might argue only for him to nod toward the differences in the guards in front of them. The two men did a bit of a double take but slowly put away the weapons they held and made sure to keep their hands visible.
Dr. Munch, what the hell happened? And where are we?! The man in a red suit with a lightening bolt on his chest and two mini-bolts on either side of his head demanded. The man that had spoken before looked annoyed at the mans interruption but didn't stop the conversation.
No, no, no. This wasn't supposed to happen, I need to fix this, the man at the machine didn't seem to have noticed the question, the destruction of the room, or even the guards that where no in the room.
Sir, you are to move away from the machine now! If you do not we will be forced to take action to remove you. You and your companions are trespassing. You are all to be taken into custody and can explain what you are doing here at that point. The woman with the muzzle was moving forward as she talked in surprisingly clear English.
What about our Miranda Rights? This is the United States, you can't just arrest us, the redheaded woman protested. After she finished speaking the guards exchanged confused looks before the girl with the muzzle spoke up.
Gotham has not been part of the United States in more than a thousand years.

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This is shorter than I wanted and not much has really happened but everyone is in the future, that's something right?

I would like to thank R.T. and girlgambit for reviewing. I'm glad you liked the story, so far.

R.T. - Thanks for pointing out those problems out. They will be worked on, someday. ¬.¬

girlgambit - I don't know yet if the future is changable, it could go either way. Don't fear, Terry will not be alone for very long.

Please review, but flames will be used to bake some marshmallows. Thanks!