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Chapter 4: Moving On Over
Time Force HQ
Year 3005
Admiral Woods's office
Jen walked into the admiral's office with apprehension. Questions kept flying through her head but one was quite prominent. 'Why the hell am I here?" She sat down while the Admiral was finishing up a phone call.
"No everything is on schedule Captain……..yes …….no number 5 is right on track…..okay I'll have to call you back….okay bye. " the Admiral said as he hung up the phone. "Ah Lieutenant Scotts welcome back, now you're probably wondering why I have asked you here today." The Admiral said 'Oh how long did that take for him to figure that out.' Jen thought as she sat listening intently
"As you know Lieutenant there are many guidelines that we must follow in order to bring a criminal to justice. Sometimes these guidelines can help us in this task, but most times however they hinder our ability to bring in criminals. Do you agree Lieutenant?" The Admiral asked Jen
"Yes sir I agree, but where are you going with this?" Jen questioned as she got up out of her chair.
"Just hear me out Lieutenant and all will be answered." The Admiral said to her as she sat back in her chair.
"Now there is an agency that uses no rules and is bound by no government or control to bring in these criminals in from all over the world, and we were wondering if you would like to be a part of it?" The Admiral asked her as if it were any normal question.
"Wow Admiral, well I must day that I had a different expectation of what was going to be said here than what I just heard. " Jen said "In terms of your offer though I have some conditions for doing this."
"Sure, fire away," the Admiral said to her as if nothing would change his mind.
"First, I would like to work with Lucas, Katie, and Trip." Jen said to the Admiral.
"Okay, anything else," the Admiral asked her
"Yes, that you tell me what Wesley Collins's future will be" Jen finished
"Well I can answer that question right now as a matter of fact." The Admiral said as he typed some keys on his computer.
"Okay here it is," the Admiral said as he turned the flat screen towards her.
COLLINS, WESLEY A.
MAY 30, 1977-MARCH 5, 2005
DECEASED
AIRCRAFT ACCIDENT
SINGLE
FATHER: ALEXANDER COLLINS
MOTHER: UNKNOWN
NO CHILDREN
NOTES: RED TIME FORCE RANGER
Jen looked at the screen in horror as she saw that Wes was dead, not by natural causes and when he was in his 80's, but when he was 28 in an airplane crash. But then she noticed the little asterisk next to the word deceased and she looked at the bottom of the screen.
Contradicts with other data in database.
The Admiral turned the screen away from her, "I'm sorry Lieutenant, I know that you cared a lot about him."
Jen was trying to act like she was upset somewhat successfully with tears forming in her eyes.
"Thank you Admiral, umm well….what should I do now." Jen said, her voice cracking
"Here take this card, and follow the instructions on this letter." The Admiral said as he gave her the swipe card and letter. "Oh, also clean out your desk because you are no longer working here anymore. If anyone asks you're being transferred to the East Coast." The Admiral said as if he were going through a mental checklist. Jen started towards the door.
"Oh, and Lieutenant just one more thing," The Admiral said as Jen turned towards him
"Be there on time tonight," The Admiral said to her
"Yes sir" Jen replied quickly as she left his office.
Jen went to her office and sat down at her desk. She immeaditly began typing on her computer; she was going into the profiling section of the Time Force Server, where people's futures and lives were stored. She typed in a password but she was unable to access the file. She frowned and tried to think about what could contradict Wes being dead. She reached over to her phone and dialed a number
"Data and Simulation" The voice on the other end said
"Hey Scott its Jen," Jen said to him, "Listen I need you to do me a favor,"
"Hey Jen, but by my records then you will have to do something for me." Scott said to her
"Fine name your price," Jen said unhappily
"You have to give me a kiss," Scott said playfully
"Nice try Scott, how about this I will promise not to squeeze the living daylights out of your ears if you do this for me." Jen said to him angrily
"Ooo what a decision, fine what do you need," Scott said gloomily
"I need you to do a search for someone in the year 3005," Jen said to him
"Who?" He asked
"Wesley Collins,"
"Give me 15 minutes and come down," Scott said to her
"Good see ya then," Jen said to him and she hung up the phone.
Jen began to sort the things on and inside her desk.
'Okay, Files go to records, computer and phone stay here, current cases go to Command for re- assignment,' Jen thought as she gathered things and put them into piles. The only thing left were her pictures from Graduation from the Academy, Promotion to Ranger, and of course when they got back from 2001. Then she pulled out a picture of Wes sending back memories to her mind. From the time when they first met, where she wanted to kill him, to their tearful goodbye on the beach in front of the Silver Guardians and Wes's father.
"I guess this is good-bye"
"I wish you could stay"
"We both know that I can't"
"I have something for you to remember me by"
"Promise you won't forget me"
"Never could"
"I should have told you sooner, I love you"
"I love you too"
"I wish I could live another thousand years so that we could be together again"
There was a knock at the door
"Come in" Jen said as she stood up
"Hey Jen, wait a minute what are these boxes for?" It was her brother Brian
"Hey Brian, I'm transferring," Jen said
"Without telling us Jen why, we're your family" Brian said upset
"Well I told mom and dad but I figured they would just tell you and I could just go without protest." Jen said trying to lie on the spot
"Where are you going," Brian asked
"Down to LA they're trying to establish a bigger base down there so I figured I'd help out." Jen said
"Oh so then not too far away then," Brian said
"Yeah I'm going to still live in my apartment in Silver City its only a 30 minute commute." Jen said
"Alright I won't keep you, see you later" Brian said
"Bye Brian," She said as he left. Jen put away the picture of Wes along with her other personal stuff. She picked up all of the stuff that needed to go to Command and Records and left to go down to see Scott.
Beach
Silver Hills
Early Morning
Wes and Lucas pulled up to the beach in Wes's SUV and quickly got out. Wes grabbed his bag and Lucas grabbed his and they ran onto the beach.
"Wait a minute Lucas," Wes said as he stopped running, "Where's the timeship,"
"Right here," A familiar voice said as the ship materialized right in front of them and two figures came out of it.
"Katie, Trip!" Wes exclaimed as he embraced with his friends, "Ow Katie not that hard you're going to break my ribs!"
"Oh sorry," Katie said sheepishly
"Wow so how have you guys been doing," Wes asked them
"We've been fine, but we're curious as to how you knew our plan," Trip said
"Yeah Wes so how did you know?" Katie asked
"Forget something when you guys left?" Wes asked as he held up the disc
"The access codes to the TF server, how did it get here?" Trip thought out loud
"You mean you guys didn't bring it with you," Wes asked
"No we wouldn't have access to that, only…..Alex" The three of them said to each other.
"But why would he do that?" Wes questioned
"Only one way to find out, let's go to the future and ask him," Trip said
"Let's go," Wes said happily. The three of them boarded the timeship and the door shut behind them. Lucas punched in some commands and the ship's engines began to spool up. With a great roar the engine fired up and propelled the ship into the time vortex
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Sorry I didn't make it clear, Jen's brother is a cadet in Time Force. Also SORRY FOR THE DELAYS IN POSTING. Cheers
Mike Potter
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