Wes sat outside the hotel alone, feeling the breeze of the wind blow against him, ignoring all that was around him. After hearing the truth about Jen and what had happened from Alex, it had hit him very hard, more than he was willing to admit. Although a part of him was hurt that Alex had asked Jen to keep this from him, he understood why, but even though he understood, it didn't mean it still didn't hurt. It probably always would, but at least now he knew the truth and understood why. He knew that Jen had never stopped loving him and that meant everything to him.

"Hey, how you doing?" asked Alex, as he walked around and took a seat next to Wes. Alex knew this was hard on Wes, that it would be a big adjustment for him. It would be for anyone. Alex sighed; it seemed Wes was getting a lot of that lately with everything that's been going on at Bio-Lab and the beginnings of SPD on earth. But he knew he didn't have many opportunities for getting Sky here, Sky wasn't getting any younger and the older he got the harder it would be.

"I honestly don't know," Wes sighed. He turned to Alex and smiled faintly knowing he had acted badly before. Alex wasn't a bad guy, he was just a guy who was trying to make the best of an impossible situation. "I want to apologize for the way I acted."

"Don't. You were upset and angry," answered Alex knowing Wes reacted exactly the way he should. "If it had been me I probably wouldn't have done any better."

Wes wasn't sure if that was true. Alex had always seemed to have his head together, where as he himself always seemed to lose control when it was something concerning Jen. He tended to make irrational decisions when anything involved Jen. "Maybe."

Alex nodded his head and then handed Wes a folder.

"What's this?"

"Everything about your son, everything to start his life here, but there was one thing that had to change." He had taken care of everything making sure that Sky would be able to start a life here, that he would have all the documentation that would be needed, so that it didn't appear he had come out of nowhere.

Wes scanned over the papers and then he saw what Alex was talking about when he looked over the birth cirtificate, his son's name. Schuyler Colin Tate. "His last name is different from mine."

"Yeah," Alex sighed nodding his head, it wasn't the ideal decision, but it was a necessary one. "It's just a precaution, just in case." He turned to Wes. "Someday, maybe you can change it to Collins. I don't know." He couldn't be sure.

Wes nodded his head, understanding. Even if Time Force did believe that both Sky and Alex were dead, they could never be too sure. Better to be safe than sorry. "Why Tate though, I mean why not Smith or something?"

"Tate was Jen's mother's maiden name. I guess I thought if he couldn't have his father's last name, that he could still have one of his family's names."

"Why not leave it Drake?"

Alex sighed and bowed his head. "Because I don't plan on staying here for long."

"What?" What was going on? He couldn't believe that Alex would drop all of this on him and then just walk away. "What do you mean you're not staying? You said that everyone thinks you're dead in the future." Where else would Alex go? He couldn't go home.

"My place isn't here, Wes." Alex faced Wes. "I only came here to bring Sky to you. I can't stay here. I don't belong." Though part of the reason was it would be too difficult for him to watch Wes take over as Sky's father. And even though Wes was Sky's biological father, it didn't change the fact for the last five years he had been Sky's father. He loved that boy dearly and would do anything for him, but he made a promise to Jen and this was the only way he could live up to that promise.

"Where will you go?"

And for the first time, Alex didn't have an answer. He didn't know where he would go. He couldn't go home, go back to Time Force; they all believed he was dead and it needed to stay that way, for Sky. Up until now, Alex hadn't realized just how big of a sacrifice he had made. He had given up his life for this boy, for the promise he had made to Jen. He'd given up everything, all his hard work working up in the ranks of Time Force and in a few minutes he would be giving up his son: Wes's son. He would have nothing left of his old life, that was in the past or in the future depending on how you looked at it. "Um, come on, I'll introduce you to your son." Alex stood up, holding back his deep sadness for the loss he was about to receive.

"Sure," answered Wes, not at all sure he was ready for this. Yesterday he hadn't even known he had a son.

"You ready?" Alex looked over his shoulder.

"You don't get to be ready for something like this."

Alex smiled faintly, understanding more than Wes would ever know. A part of him had always known he wouldn't be Sky's father forever. He just hadn't thought he would get so attached, but he had from the moment he held him in his arms. And he hasn't even said goodbye yet.

Wes stood uncomfortably in the hotel room, just staring off into space, heart pounding against his chest. He was scared to death, as terrifying questions were going off in his head. What if his son didn't like him? What if his son hated him for the abnormal power he had given him? What if he didn't accept him as his father? He wasn't sure what scared him more, becoming a father or his son never accepting him.

Alex took a deep breath. Well here it is…let's get it over with. He coughed, trying to hide the choking in his throat. "Schuyler, can you come out please?"

"Sure."

Wes watched as a little boy walked out through the bedroom door. Wes couldn't believe his eyes; this was his son. He had his eyes and Jen dark hair. He was at a loss for words. He wanted to take him in his arms and never let him go, but he resisted the urge, knowing that Sky, his son, might not react well to that. After all, this was the first time for either of them, seeing each other.

Sky looked directly at Wes for a long moment, just staring, uncertain of the man who resembled the man he had always called his father. The boy shied close to Alex unsure of what to make of this.

Alex bent down in front of Sky and motioned Wes over. "Sky." He gently placed a comforting hand on Sky's shoulder. "You remember the man your mother and I told you about, just before she died?" His voice was kind and gentle the last thing he wanted was to frighten the young boy. This whole situation would be a lot for anyone to take in, much less a child.

Sky nodded his head, as he took a quick look at Wes and then turned back to Alex. "Yes," he answered softly. "Mom said he's my real dad."

"That's right. This is Wes, your father."

Wes smiled and slowly put out his hand, knowing they needed to take things nice and slow. "Hi, Sky."

Sky seemed hesitant at first, but a quick look at Alex told him that everything was okay. Sky shook Wes's hand. "Hi." Sky licked his lips. "You knew my mom?"

Wes nodded his head. "Yeah, I did." He smiled faintly. "I'm sorry about what happened; you must really miss her." He knew what the boy was going through, he too had lost his own mother at a young age. And even too this day he still missed her, a part of him always would.

Sky nodded his head gently, not answering. He was still taking in the scene, but his little mind couldn't quite grasp what was happening. This was all so new and confusing to him. He didn't understand. All he wanted was to go back home, back into his own room and not this strange place. This wasn't home to him. It was familiar to him.

Wes could get the sense that Sky was getting uncomfortable with what was going on. It was totally understandable. He was only five years old and his whole world was changing right before his very eyes. Nothing would be the same again for him. It would be a lot to ask of anyone to accept the life alerting changes and they were asking a child to do what most grown adults wouldn't be able to. Wes watched as Sky moved closer to Alex clinging to him for dear life, as if the boy could already sense that everything was going to change. "Um, Alex, maybe I should step back for a minute. Give you guys some time alone."

Alex nodded his head agreeing with Wes. "Yeah. That might be for the best." He watched as Wes stepped away and headed into the bedroom. Once they were alone Alex faced Sky, looking into his young, innocent eyes. "Schuyler?"

"What's going on? I want to go home. I want to go see Uncle Trip," he cried,

Alex sighed heavily. He had thought he could get away with just leaving him here, not changing anything, but Sky was five years old. He had built relationships, he had a life back in 3009, everything he knew was back there. Sky could sense change and distress, he knew something was happening even if he couldn't fully explain it. The only thing he could explain was he wanted to go home. Alex place his hands on Sky's shoulders. "We can't go home, Sky, this is your home now." Alex bit his lip. "With Wes, your real dad."

"But I want to go with you," the boy cried. "You're my dad!" He didn't know this Wes, this man that he was being told was his father. He didn't know him, he wanted to be with the man he had always called his father. The only father he has ever known.

Alex felt a few tears leak out; it couldn't be helped. He took Sky into his arms. "No, I'm not." Alex pulled away and brushed some of Sky's hair out of his face. "This is what your mother wanted, remember? She wanted me to take you to Wes. You remember, right?" He searched the boys eyes knowing how much Sky adored his mother and how he would have done anything for her.

"I remember," he sniffled. He took a deep breath. "Are you going to stay with me?"

Alex shook his head and took a hold of Sky's hand. "No."

"Will I ever see you again?"

Wes had overhead everything and even had taken a few quick looks. It was hard not to notice the relationship his son and Alex shared. Wes could see that both of them loved each other very much, and it was heartbreaking, watching as they said goodbye for what might be the last time. He couldn't help but feel guilty. We're they really doing the best thing here?

Alex bit his lip. "Someday." Alex then felt Sky jump into his arms, wrapping his tiny little arms around his neck. Alex held on tightly, for what he knew would be the last hug Sky would ever give him. With one arm wrapped tightly around Sky, Alex used his free hand to pull a tube out of his pocket. It was a type of shot. Alex sighed heavily hating himself for what he was about to do. "I'm sorry, Sky," he whispered. Alex gently pressed the shot into Sky's arm, and felt as the boy's body went limp.

Wes sighed and smiled faintly as he walked back over to Alex. "I'm sorry."

Alex nodded his head as he stood up, holding Sky in his arms. "It needed to be done. He remembered too much about the future, the people." Alex licked his lips. "He would never adjust if I didn't take away his memories."

"Yeah," Wes sighed. "I just wish he would have been able to remember Jen, his mother."

"Someday he may. I only revised his memories to fit into your own time. He'll have memories, they will just be unclear." Alex then handed Sky to Wes.

Wes took his sleeping son into his arms, staring down into his face. He looked so peaceful, so calm and unaware that his whole life was about to change. "How long will he be out?"

"A couple of hours."

"I don't know what to say."

"What do you mean?"

"You've given up everything to bring Sky to me." Wes sighed. He couldn't believe that the man before him had sacrificed everything for him. There were no words to describe it. "I don't deserve it."

"Yes, you do." Alex gripped Wes's shoulder. "I just never realized it until now. You and Jen were meant to be together, I'm just sorry it never happened." It had taken Alex a long time to understand the love Wes and Jen had shared.

Wes smiled. "Thanks, that means a lot."

"Well, you should be going. I'm getting ready to head out." Alex took one last look at Sky, knowing that this could be the last time he would ever lay his eyes on him. "Take care of him."

"I will." Wes then looked Alex directly in the eyes. "I'll make sure our son grows up right." Wes then smiled and headed towards the door. "Goodbye Alex, I hope that someday you find happiness again." And he really meant it. Alex deserved to be happy, especially after everything he has done, all he has given up, in fact Wes couldn't think of anyone who deserved it more.

Alex watched as Wes left, taking Sky with him. "Goodbye son," he whispered, as a memory came into his mind.

"Here you go, Dad, a beautiful healthy boy." The doctor placed little baby Sky into Alex's arms.

"Thank you, Doctor." Alex watched as the doctor returned to the room, then he looked down at the new life he was holding. It was unlike anything he had ever seen before. They had already known it would be a boy and Jen had already named him months before. "Hey there, Sky." Alex smiled happily. "I know I'm not your real dad, but if you want I can be your dad, just until I get you back to him." He watched as Sky yawned and fell back asleep. He made a promise to himself that day that he would always protect this baby boy, he would love and cherish him as if he were his very own.

Alex took a quick look around; making sure nothing was left behind. He opened the door and headed into his journey, having no idea where he would end up, but hoping that one day his travels would lead him home, wherever that might be.

Wes gently placed his son in the back of Eric's truck in the back seat making sure that his son was safely secure for the drive home, before joining him in the front.

"Where's Alex?"

"Not coming." Wes turned his head towards the back, watching his son sleeping peacefully, knowing that from here on out his life would never be the same again.

"Where's he going?"

Wes sighed. "Don't know."

"You okay?"

Wes leaned back into his seat and smiled faintly. "About as okay as I'm going to get right now."

Eric put the truck in drive. "Well that's understandable."

"I wonder how my dad will take the news."

"I wouldn't worry about it," Eric smiled knowing that Wes's dad would help him through it and so would he. "You're not alone in this Wes."

Wes didn't answer, just gave a nod and a faint smile. The truth was he wasn't sure if he was ready for this. This was all so new to him. And although he knew he would have his father and of course Eric always at his side, he would be raising his son on his own, without Jen. And that hurt more than losing her ever had before.

"Everything's going to be fine, Wes." Eric patted Wes on the shoulder. "You'll see."

Wes carried his son into the living room and gently laid him on the couch. He just kneeled there, staring into the boy's sleeping face; knowing once Sky's eyes opened his world would be forever changed, not that he would notice. Alex had said the memories would be revised to fit into this time, meaning for everyone he had known in the future others would have taken their place. The hard part would be explaining to others, the papers Alex provided would help to prove that he was indeed the father, but it still would be a huge adjustment for everyone.

"Wes?" Alec walked in and joined his son and then saw a young boy sleep on the couch. "Who's this?"

"He's my son," Wes answered softly not sure how his father would react to learning he was a grandfather. Wes gently ran his hand through his son's hair. "His name is Schuyler."

And the more Collins looked at the boy, the more he could see Wes in him. There was no doubt that this boy was his son's son. "I have a grandson." Collins slowly sat down in one of the chairs. For the next few minutes he joined his son, watching as the new member of their family lay asleep. "He looks like her."

"Who?"

"Jen." Collins smiled faintly, as his son turned to meet his face. He could tell that Wes was doing his best to be brave, he wanted to make it clear to Wes, that he didn't have to be, not for his sake or anyone elses. "It's okay to be afraid, Wes."

Wes got up and sat in the chair next to his father. "I guess I always pictured myself raising a family, but I just didn't-" He choked on his tears not being able to finish.

"You're not alone, Wes." He gripped his son's shoulder. "You have me," he assured his son that things were going to be okay. "And this time around, we'll do things the right way." He would not let history repeat itself. He had made mistakes in Wes's youth and hadn't been there for him in the way he should have been. Now was his chance to redeem himself for the mistakes of his past and help his son through this next chapter of their lives.

Wes accepted his father embrace and clung on to him, grateful for his love and support and the strong sense of feeling that everything would be all right. "Thanks, Dad."

It was the dream again, but this time it felt peaceful, at ease. Everything was so beautiful and calm. And then he saw her standing right in front of him, smiling brightly.

"Jen." He approached her and then ran right to her, throwing his arms around her. He felt it as she wrapped his arms around him. It felt so real, more than just a dream.

"Promise me that you won't let him forget me." Tears were in her eyes.

He wiped them away gently. "Not if I can help it. I promise he won't forget you, Jen." Tears filled his eyes. "I love you."

"And I love you." Jen leaned closer and kissed him gently on the lips. She pulled away and looked him deeply in the eyes. "I have to go, they're calling me back."

He knew she had to go, but he couldn't help but hold her back, keeping her just a little longer. "I wish you could stay." He smiled faintly; it almost seemed like a flash of déjà vu.

Jen took his hands, smiling. "Me too." A tear ran down her cheek. "But we both know I can't." She squeezed his hands tightly. "Goodbye Wes, it's time to wake up now."

"Huh..."

"Dad?"

"What?"

"Dad!" Sky shook his father until his eyes woke up. "You awake, Dad?"

At first Wes was confused, but then it all came back to him. He looked to his son. "Yeah, I'm awake." He picked Sky up, placing him on his lap. "What do you need, son?"

"Is it time for breakfast?"

"Um..." Wes looked at the clock; it read 6:30. "It's six thirty."

"Isn't that when we always have breakfast?" The boy looked at his father questioningly.

"Ah." And then Wes thought about it for a moment and he had to laugh; looked like Alex was still finding ways to keep him in line. Looks like I'll have to be going to bed earlier from now on, if I'm going to be getting up at six-thirty every morning. "Yeah, it is." He took his son's hand. "Come on; let's go see what we can find in the kitchen." Just maybe, things would be okay, after all.