A/N: Wow, let me just say that this chapter will throw you off a little bit.

Chapter twelve: Phil who?

Phil looked at the grave and saw Keely's name. He couldn't stand it, but he couldn't help looking one last time. Something was wrong it wasn't Keely, instead there was a different name on there. One of the flowers had covered up the rest of the letters except 'K' and since Phil saw the last name Teslow, he assumed it was Keely, but it wasn't. Something was wrong here.

He moved the flowers and saw:

Here lies

Kim Teslow

January 5, 2011- December 10, 2090

Phil couldn't believe what he was seeing. He told Pim to search some more, but she came back with a " I-sorta-have-some-good-news" look on her face.

"Well? Did you find her?"

Pim swallowed and looked as if she were going to laugh about the whole thing.

"Ha! Well...do you want the good news or the bad news first?"

"Just tell me!"

"Okay!"

Phil stared at her and she finally gave in and told him.

"Icouldn'tfindKeelybutIfoundoutshemadethebiggestmistakebecauseshedroppedoutofcollegeandhadtoraiseherdaughterwhowasadoptedonherown!" (A/N: anyone get that, lol) Pim said it all as if it were one, big word.

Phil rubbed his ear.

"What!"

"Long story short. She moved on after you left."

Phil didn't say anything. Instead he dragged himself all the way home and somehow managed to get into his bed, which was amazing seeing as how he hadn't been there for three years. He immediately went to sleep and couldn't help wondering a scary thought that haunted him.

If Keely wasn't next to her daughter's grave, or anywhere in the graveyard, then what happened to her? What happened during college, and if she got over me then why did she decided to adopt a child?

The next morning Phil's parents were spraying them so breakfast. Phil's dad was so glad he didn't have to do anything in secret, but Phil kinda liked it. Being sneaky and all that. It was fun..when he and Keely used to do it.

Phil managed to eat his breakfast. His mom was watching the news and Phil wasn't paying attention until he heard the name "Keely Teslow".

Phil rushed over to the living room and watched the news with his mom.

A reporter with red hair, and a dark blue suit was telling off names. Saying the names of the town's history, and with that she mentioned Keely's name again.

"And speaking of history we have someone who has seen this town go through a lot of history. Ladies and Gentleman I would like to introduce you to our oldest living resident Miss Keely Teslow, and she is 134 years old. In fact she is the very first person in the world to live past 110.She is currently living at the Pickford rest home, where she is celebrating her birthday today."

Phil completely forgot(well actually he didn't realize(A/N: they go back to the year 2124) that they came back the day before her birthday. Phil couldn't believe it, there was no way Keely could be alive not through all this.

Phil looked up the rest home address in the phone book, and decided to pay Keely a visit. He couldn't wait, even though they couldn't be together anymore he still wanted to tell her that the trip went fine. Although he was a little late for that.

Phil arrived there, and it took him a while to convince the guards that h was her great-great-great grandson.

They finally gave in and they let her see Keely. She was aging with wrinkles on her face, and even tough her hair was grey you could still see some. strands of blonde at the bottom. She swayed in a rocking chair knitting a sweater for her granddaughter, for Christmas Phil could tell because it said "I'm the granddaughter! Deal with it!" Phil was glad Keely still had her sense of humor, but he feared the worst.

Would she remember me after al these years?

"Ummm..Do you know who I am?"

Keely looked at him and smiled.

"I'm sorry young man, who are you?"

"Phil."

"Phil! Phil who? I don't remember anyone named Phil! Don't you ever mention that name again."

"But I-"

"You need to leave before I call security!."

Phil was speechless. Keely laughed and realized that she had been very rude with him.

"Oh, I'm sorry boy. I'm very sorry, the name sounds familiar but I don't remember anyone named 'Phil" sorry. Would you like me to knit you a sweater? My robot can do that for you."

"Uhh..no thanks."

Phil walked off feeling depressed and forgotten.

Later that day Keely was calling the nurse to help her open her drawer, because she could no loger open it.

"Oh fine I'll open it myself."

Keely opened her box that was hidden in the drawer and she took out a locket that Phil had given her. Se kept it closed after that night, but always kept the locket with her. She wiped some dust off and read the same message that he had left her 100 years ago. She did remember a boy named Phil, but she only vaguely remembered him. After he left everything was a small blur. She didn't remember what a virtue-goggle was, she didn't know what a "Giggle" was. She didn't remember anything Phil had shown her.

Keely started to peel the message, but found that the gold paper was peeling off. She saw a photo underneath the message, and you could barely make out the engravement, even though it was still there.(A/N: the gold paper was used so that you could see what the engravement said.)

It was a picture of her and the boy that had showed up. They were at the restaurant, their second date, and with that she clutched her heart.

"I do remember now." and with that she fell to the floor, breaking the locket in the process. The locket flew everywhere, but the photo remained in place.

(A/N: if this were a movie we would see a shot of her hand on the floor, the locket broken, then the camera would pan over to the photo of them at the restaurant Yeah so I told this chapter would throw you off and who says people can't live to be 150? Remember this story isn't logical sometimes, so let's pretend she did live all those years shall we? I know people can live to be 100 at the most, but let's pretend they invented a something like a new vegetable that made you fight off disease and live longer. See? I told you, this story is not logical...that what makes it fun:D LOL! And it's fanfiction so it doesn't have to be logical.. See, I'm good because i haven't killed Keely off...yet. ;)