Hey everyone! The title still makes sense, for those of you who were wondering about it, and all will be explained in due time. Be patient.

Wilbur: There you go again with that "patient" word. You can't just fling it around all over the place, you know.

Me: So?

Wilbur: So…it's hard to be patient! I don't like being patient. It's boring.

Me: Well, I like that! I'm boring you!

Wilbur: I'm sorry! I-I didn't mean it like that! I-I just meant…I want to know what happens, that's all.

Me: Fine. (hands him a paper) Here's the layout for the entire story.

Wilbur: (scans the paper) Whoa! (pause) Hey! (pause) What?!?!?!?!? I can't believe you- mmmph!

Me: (holds her hand over Wilbur's mouth) Shhhh! They haven't rad the story yet!!!

Wilbur: Mmmmph!

Me: I can't tell them what happens yet! I never do that. Ever! I'll lose my reputation!

Wilbur: (sighs)

Me: (removes her hand)

Wilbur: Fine. I won't tell. I promise. Just get on with the story!

Me: (glares at him)

Wilbur: Ummm…..please?

Me: Okay. (kisses him on the cheek)

Wilbur: (blushes scarlet)

Random Fact: The first toilet ever seen on television was on "Leave It to Beaver."

Chapter 6!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Emily groggily shook her head as she regained consciousness. She groaned; she had a blinder of a headache. "Wilbur…" she said softly. Then she froze. She suddenly remembered everything that had happened at the restaurant. The sleeping gas…

She opened her eyes. She blinked. She expected bright white hospital halls, but the room was fairly dark. She knew she wasn't in the restaurant anymore, but she wasn't in a hospital or her dorm room with Mi Mi either. There were bars in front of the cot she lay on.

Who would have taken her from the restaurant? And where was Wilbur? If someone had hurt him…What if this had to do with Wilbur's time scanner?

"Ah, you're awake, are you?" Emily looked up. Out of the corners of darkness and young man about her age stepped from the shadows and looked at her. "Where's Wilbur?" she said.

"Please don't say his name. Please, Emma, please don't say his name."

Emma? Only one person had ever called her that. "Jason?"

He sighed with relief. "You remember me. I hoped you would. I knew you would. I hoped…I was afraid that you might not…but…but you did. And now, nothing else matters. Oh Emma…" He reached out a hand to touch her face, but to his surprise, she abruptly stepped back. "What do you want with me Jason? And where's Wilbur?"

Jason flinched. "Please don't say his name, Emma."

"Where is he? What have you done with him?"

"He's fine, I promise. I didn't hurt him."

"Where is he, Jason?" She was getting angry.

"I didn't touch him! I left him at the restaurant. Why were you there anyway? I thought you hated fancy restaurants. Doesn't he know enough to ask you that?"

"We were celebrating, Jason. We've been dating for a year. And I don't hate fancy restaurants, I just hate going to them without an occasion. And last night was certainly an occasion worth celebrating. Until you ruined it! Why, Jason? Why did you ruin it? What on earth possessed you to throw smoke bombs and knock me out with sleeping gas and kidnap me?"

Jason was horrified. "I would never kidnap you! I was saving you from…him. From…Robinson. He doesn't deserve you. He never did. You deserve better."

"What are you talking about, Jason?"

"Oh, Emma, I've known you since we were kids."

"Yeah, so?"

"I love you. I've always loved you. We used to hang out. We were really good friends. But I always wanted more. I never worked up the courage to tell you how much I love you. I was so worried when you got into that car accident. But you were all right, and I thought that maybe I could tell you then. But then you went and dated that football player." Jason's face darkened at the memory. "After you broke up with him, you started that whole protection business junk, and you were never around. Then you started delivering pizzas with Art. I ordered a pizza everyday, hoping to see you. But I almost never ate them. I had almost worked up the nerve when you met……him. You met Robinson. Two weeks later, you were always together. And when…he…was in the hospital, you never left his side."

"When I was in the hospital, he never left my side either," she said quietly.

"How do you know it wasn't out of guilt or…or a sense of... of obligation! He never loved you! Not the way I do! I love you, Emma, more than life itself! I've always loved you from afar, but now it's my turn. He's not here, and he was stupid enough to keep working on that stupid project, even though he knew you could get hurt. That's how I know that he doesn't love you! He cares more about that stupid hunk of metal than he cares about you!!!"

Wilbur had used Emily's diamond earrings to trace her to the basement of one of the buildings on the college campus. He had searched for her, and finally coming across an open door to the basement, he had slowly slid from wall to wall, listening for her or anyone else.

He slowed when he heard the opening lines of the argument between Emily and Jason. He heard Jason tell Emily that he had never loved her, that Wilbur had never deserved her. At first, Wilbur was angry, but then all his doubts came rushing upon him, and he began to wonder whether he did deserve her.

He was moving cautiously toward the shouts, but stopped dead when he heard Jason say that he cared more about the time scanner than Emily. What if she believed him? What if Jason was right, what if Wilbur had been paying more attention to the scanner than her? What if Emily believed Jason?

Wilbur froze in fear.

Emily was livid. "How dare you? Wilbur loves me more than anyone!"

"Then why did he keep working on that stupid project?"

"Because I told him to. He wanted to stop. He said he couldn't bear to lose me again. I told him to keep moving forward!"

"Don't say those words! Please!"

"You were the one who did everything! You sabotaged his project! You ambushed him in Professor Adams' classroom three months ago!"

"I only did it to prove to you he cared more about that hunk of junk than you!"

"Jason, I cared about that hunk of junk too! I helped build it! Besides, it's important to Wilbur. It's his future. My future. I love him, Jason. I love him."

Jason paled. "How can you possibly love him?"

"Because I came alive when I met him."

At these words, Wilbur's knees buckled in relief. She loved him. That was never going to change. Suddenly, he knew what he had to do. He burst out from behind the wall and stood facing Jason. "Let her go," he growled.

"Wilbur!" Emily yelled. He turned and ran to her. They kissed through the bars, and held each other close.

Jason let out a sob, and pushed a button on the wall. The door to the cell slid into the ceiling, releasing Emily.

"Jason, you...you let me go, just like that?"

Jason sobbed, "go. Just go. Please. I can't bear to see you two together anymore. Go!"

Wilbur shrugged. "I don't care why he let you go. Just that he did. Let's get out of here." They ran up the stairs and out of the building. They didn't stop until they reached the safety of Wilbur's room.

Jason cried for hours. Then he realized something. He could still have her. If he went back in time, he could arrange things so that Emily would never meet Wilbur. He could make her fall in love with him instead.

Jason would ruin Wilbur's life. He would screw with his head so much that the kid would be begging Jason to take a time machine away from him, just to make it stop.

Jason knew what to do. There was something else Wilbur loved more than anything.

Or rather, someone else.

Dun dun dun!!! Tune in soon for the next chappie!!!!! If I don't get some reviews, I might make you guys wait for a little while before updating again...

Wilbur: That sounds like a great idea to me.

Me: Well, then, I might just have to do that.

Wilbur: Don;t make them wait too long. I want to know what happens.

Me: You goof-ball! I gave you the entire summary! Did you lose it already?!?!?

Wilbur: No, I just forgot, that's all. Never mind what I said before. You can keep them waiting as long as you want. I know what happens, and that's all that matters.

Me: because it's all about you, right?

Wilbur: Glad you're catching on.

Me: Review peeps!!!!!!!!!!! please

I love you all!!!

Emy aka Emily aka bean15 aka beanie aka DB (for those of you on