When they got back, they looked around and saw that nothing changed.

"It looks like nothing's changed," said Chase.

"Chase, there's something that I've been trying to tell you…" said Michael.

"Not now, Michael," said Chase, "let's go and see what's going on."

He and Michael ran back to his house. When they got back to Chase's house, they saw that it was a huge mansion.

"Woah," they both said at the same time.

"This is definitely not my house," said Chase.

"It is now," said Michael, "come on. Let's see what's inside."

They looked inside the mansion and saw Chase in a black tuxedo and Rebecca in a long, black dress and her hair was in a bun hairdo. They both looked very happy. And they both had a trophy in their hands.

"We're home," said Rebecca.

"Hey, Dad," said Future Chase, "thanks for babysitting the kids."

"No problem, Chase," said Chase's dad.

"Look kids," said Rebecca, "Mommy won for best model."

"And Daddy won for best newsman of the year," said Future Chase, "oh, I'm so happy. I have everything I want. I have a family, a wonderful career and a beautiful wife."

"Stop it," said Rebecca.

"It's true," said Future Chase, "you can have it all."

"Yeah," said Rebecca, "I mean, isn't this the life? Aren't you glad you dated me?"
"Yes, sweetie," said Future Chase, "now, who was that girl I used to like?"
"Well, I remembered it started with a Z," said Rebecca.

"Hmm, Zea? Zelda?" asked Future Chase, "Zera? Zasha?"

"Zoey," said Chase.

"Zowie?" asked Future Chase, "oh, well. It doesn't matter. As long as I have you, my darling, I'm happy."

"My future self doesn't even remember who Zoey was," said Chase, "come on, Michael. We'd better go check on her."

He and Michael went to find Zoey. They went to her house and found that it was being sold.

"That's strange," said Chase.

They looked around for Zoey. They even used the tracker. When they stopped, they saw a woman who looked like Zoey, only she was in rags and her hair was messy and she was sitting all by herself.

"Zoey?" asked Chase, "this has to be a malfunction."

"I can't believe Chase just stopped being my friend," said Zoey.

"Yep," said Michael, "that's Zoey all right."

"And I've lost everything," said Zoey, "my best friend, my house, my clothes, and my beliefs. I only had all of those things was because Chase believed in me. So, since he stopped believing in me, I have nothing. And Chase doesn't even care about me anymore."

"But I do care about you, Zoey," said Chase, "I love you. Oh, great. I forgot. Zoey can't hear me."

"Wait a minute," said Michael, "Zoey can't hear you, but I can get hit in the head with a soccer ball? What kind of rules are those?"

"I don't make the rules, Michael," said Chase, "I just follow them. Oh, this is all my fault. I should have never changed the past. Now, Zoey's life is destroyed because of me."

"That's what I've been trying to tell you, Chase," said Michael, "you didn't have to change the past."

"What are you talking about, Michael?" asked Chase.

"When that rock hit my head, back at Rebecca's lair," said Michael, "I saw a case with a back-up antidote."

"Well, why didn't you tell me?" asked Chase.

"I tried to," said Michael.

"Well, what are we waiting for?" asked Chase, "let's go."