the real Violet Parr- (Laughs evilly) Remember when I said that I wanted people to jump to conclusions? Perhaps you jumped the gun a little… Oh, boy...

As for the rest of you wonderful reviewers, thanks for the nice words... I must say that chapter 21 must have been one of my favorite cliffies... But that's just me, and I kind of know what is going to happen, so... Oh, wow. I'm rambling. Okay, I'll shut up. :)

Phil froze as she looked into his eyes. "Yeah, Keely?" he asked.

"I'm so sorry…"

"You mean… that…" Phil stammered, all hope wiped clean from his mind.

"I mean… I can see that this is you and me… but… it's almost as if I'm looking at somebody else's life. I'm so sorry…"

Phil sighed. He figured that this wouldn't work. But this was his best idea. What else could possibly trigger her memory?

Or would anything trigger her memory?

Phil tried to shake that thought, but it kept haunting him. What if she never did remember him? The thought of living without her was terrible. Being apart from her for the short time he was back in the future was bad enough…

If she never remembered him? The mere thought of that just killed him.

That's why he wasn't giving up yet. There had to be a way.

"It's okay," Phil muttered. He walked inside, mumbling about how he didn't expect it to work anyway.

Via noticed his less-than-enthusiastic attitude. "So she didn't remember?" Phil shook his head. "I'm… so sorry… I can't imagine what that must feel like."

"Don't worry about me," Phil reassured her. "I haven't given up yet." But I still don't know if she'll ever remember me…

"Good luck, then…"

Phil thanked her, and returned the book to Keely's room before Bonnie asked him something. "Do you know where you're staying, or are you just planning on sleeping in a cardboard box?"

Phil crossed his arms. "Well… I just need to rent out a room or something at a motel, I guess…"

"So… you don't want to stay here, despite the fact that you're trying to get Keely to remember you?"

"That sounds about right… Unless I could stay here…" Phil vaguely remembered Mrs. Teslow saying that he was always welcome. Changing his mind, he said, "Well, if it's not too much trouble, I could stay here. I mean, you won't even notice me. I shall be invisible." Shocked at what he said, he hastily added, "That's an expression!"

"I know," Bonnie said, laughing at Phil's weirdness.

Phil was placed in the guest room. He was trying to think of a way to get Keely to remember the magic…

Unfortunately, he couldn't think of anything…

Anything plausible, that is. He supposed, as a last resort, he could kiss her… but then there was the problem that she'd never allow that to happen, since she had no recollection of him at all. That, and there had to be a better way to do this.

And if there was no better way to go about it, he'd have a lot of explaining to do if kissing her failed to jog her memory.

But the more he thought of it, the more he thought there wasn't a better way to do it.

He had his plan about halfway figured out until he finally fell asleep.

Well, time for all you reviewers to do your thing. Let's see if you can get eighteen reviews in… (I will update even if you don't, so don't feel obligated to try and drop eighteen reviews in… I think you should understand what the deal is with the eighteen...)