Phoebe climbed into a wormhole that has led her to the same room that she and her father have been in before. She only hears silence. No one was banging on the door.

"Maybe it's safe for me to come out now?" She asked herself.

Slowly, she walks to the other side of the room to put her hand on the doorknob, turn it and pushed the door open slowly seeing nothing in the hallway. No policemen. No one.

Going to look for her dad, she walks down the hallway and up the stairs into the main hallway.

It was still dark and empty. She doesn't see her father or anyone.

"Dad?" She calls out. "Daddy? Hello?"

But there was no answer. "Anyone?"

Tears well up in her eyes. "Daddy?"

Phoebe starts to cry really frightened. She walks outside the building seeing no police cars or any cars whatsoever. Also some trees were a slight bit smaller than they appear. And the grass was more greener as the sky gets more brighter as it is now morning.

She has thoughts of staying in the building until someone will come and fine her but she just remembered that she still has her phone. br /br /Immediately, she pulls it out of her pocket and sees that she hasn't received a text from anyone. She also notices that the date is wrong. It was May 24th. It was supposed to be November 5th.

"What the?" She asked herself as she looks through her phone. At least some apps are still there.

She looks through her contacts and most of them are missing including both her parents. She wishes she has an eidetic memory like her father so she can really remember their contacts.

There is always another way, she thought. Maybe use someone's phone to call. Maybe a payphone?

Phoebe then journeys down the sidewalks of Pasadena as the citizens prepare to do their morning routines. Some are going to work, some are just running errands. Phoebe tries to look for a place that's open and has a phone. All morning until around noon she searches for one. Several don't work, people were in a rush and can't help her and some require pay but she doesn't have any money. While at it, she notices that these places look like they were changed. She thinks she may be dreaming. She hopes she was. She thinks and hopes that she's in bed right now dreaming this whole weird experience. Phoebe was exhausted by walking around and also very hungry. There was only one place left that would help.

Espresso Cafe. But something isn't right about that place. This used to be Mocha Mama where Kiara works.

"Wasn't that Mocha Mama?" Phoebe asked herself as she went inside seeing a vicious crowd of people wanting their coffee.

She sighs and decides to wait on line with them. She sees a man in front of her reading a newspaper and she spotted the date.

May 24th, 2010.

Her eyes widened in shock. "No! This can't be true!" She nearly shouts having a crowd stare at her.

That wormhole generator she went through traveled her back in time?!

No. This has got to be a dream. More of like a horrifying nightmare. Now she's in big trouble!

"Is there a problem young lady?" An old lady asked from the table near her.

"Ummm… Nothing," Phoebe lies. She turns around and asks the barista, "Excuse me! Mind if I borrow a phone? I need to make an important call!"

"Is it to bring you clothes to wear? I see that you forgot," the barista replied with sarcasm.

She looks down seeing that she's still in her pajamas.

Ugh, the humiliation.

She only heard chuckles from the customers and then asked the barista again this time more firm. "Can I please borrow your phone? It's an emergency! I've been looking for a phone for hours, some are dead, broken and I really need to call someone!"

"It's right near the front right there." She gestures to the payphone.

"But I don't have any money ma'am."

"Look, sweetheart, I got a line. I can't help you, if you don't have money, don't even bother and just leave the shop. It's for paying customers only not some beggar in pajamas!"

Hurtful, Phoebe really wanted to cry after hearing all of that. She just turned to leave but sees a handful of cash been reached out by the same old lady.

"Here. Get yourself an espresso and anything else you need," she says with a smile.

Phoebe turns it down. "Oh no, please! It's fine!"br /br /"But I insist!" She gives it right to her. "You are very welcome, and hear me young lady. Never let the world mistreat you. Have a blessed day." She gets up and leaves the store.

Phoebe looks through the dollar bills she was given and added it up to… $500.

"Oh dear lord…" She says to herself. Of course she didn't want to accept this but it didn't look like much of a choice.

After getting some change, she went to the payphone which works but either contacts put in make it like they don't even exist. She sighed giving up as it's a lost cause. Her father left her alone, she went back in time, and she won't be able to go back.

Phoebe then managed to get a drink along with a sandwich and pastry. She grabbed a table by the door and sat there for a while. She didn't care how long she was sitting there for. She needs help. Very desperate need of help.

All afternoon she sat there and was still thinking about how to get back to 2035.

"They're gonna all think I'm insane. I am not. Then I need a scientist who can help me. Someone like my uncles… Maybe I can find them and they can help," she thinks to herself.

Then suddenly, she hears familiar voices.

"In a few minutes, when I gloat over the failure of this enterprise, how would you prefer I do it? The standard 'I told you so' but with a classic neener neener, or just my normal look of haughty derision."

Phoebe looks up at the three men who walked in and she couldn't believe her eyes.

It's her uncles! And her dad!

Goodness, they look so young. She thought. Uncle Raj and Uncle Howard both look like they almost haven't changed at all but her dad look so young. A little skinnier than usual and shorter hair.

She must interact with them! She wishes to talk. But she doesn't know what good that'll do.

"You don't know we're wrong yet," her Uncle Raj said.

"Haughty derision it is," her father said back and puffed out a sigh while shaking his head.

"Hello!" The three men turned around seeing a young teen standing there by the table she was sitting in.

"Hello…" Sheldon replies.

"Your Sheldon Cooper," Phoebe says in surprise. "I'm so happy to see you!"

Awkwardly Sheldon turns around to glance at her uncles who urged him to go on and make a move.

"Are you the one that I am supposed to see?" He questions.

"Yes…"

"Then you are," Sheldon states, "I'm apologize to inform you that you've been taken in by unsupportable mathematics designed to prey upon the gullible and the lonely. Additionally, I am being blackmailed with a hidden dirty sock."

Phoebe's brain comprehends what he just said. Dirty sock sounds so familiar to her. But she pushed it out of the way.

"Ummm… If I may, mind if I buy you a beverage?" She asks nervously.

"No coffee. Since I came to California, I promised my mother no drugs."

She then said, "I wouldn't either. My father forbids anything with drugs in them."

They were at the counter ordering some water.

"May I ask why are you wearing pajamas out in public?" Sheldon asked looking at her outfit.

Phoebe immediately thinks up an answer hoping he buys it. "Um… I was going to get the mail this morning and I was somehow locked out of my home…" And he bought it.

"Alright," Sheldon said as they got their drinks and went to sit at the table while Howard And Raj watch.

Sheldon and Phoebe didn't really talk much to each other. Phoebe was feeling super starstruck that she's sitting next to her younger father and Sheldon finds it interesting that there wasn't much chit-chat in the date, also he found her interesting as she likes and dislikes the same as he does. It stayed that way until it was nearly sunset.

"I must say, this date was quite splendid, where and when can I see you again?"

Phoebe then asked, "Anytime you want it to be?"

"Where do you live?" He asks a question.

"I live here with my parents but they're actually out of town for a while and now I have nowhere to go… I was locked out…"

"Hmmm… I was going to ask you to come and stay in my apartment, but I'm not sure how Leonard would react due to the roommate agreement. I'll ask Penny as she's a girl and you are a girl," Sheldon said.

Phoebe thought, Wow, my father was a lot awkward

"Is that alright with you Amy?" He asked.

Phoebe's face suddenly drained with color. That's definitely not her name.

"Sorry?"

"That is your name isn't it? Amy Farrah Fowler?" Her father asked.

Oh dear…

I apologize if this came too sudden, I really wanted this who sequence out of the way before I get a writers block!

I will try and continue this if I don't work as much. I have to work earlier than usual, ugh! I earned myself a day to sleep in at least... But again, I will try to to continue.

Please leave positive reviews and I'll keep going! Thank you!