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So…update. To tell you the truth, I've had this chapter written for a while, so don't expect me to put up chapter three tomorrow, I'm still working out the kinks for that one. I plan to tie this in with several things (like the infamous 'Planet Sheen').

I don't own Jimmy Neutron, time travel, or anything I may make a reference to in this story.

Last time:

"According to my readings, the shaking is limited to…just my lab. But why? …there's nothing that could cause anything of this magnitude…Unless…"

His eyes widened dramatically and he snapped his fingers. "Holy Heisenberg, of course!"

"What?"

"It's the-"

But what it was, Cindy didn't find out, for at that moment there was a great rumbling crash and the world around Cindy went black.

~Monday 5:30AM, 200?,...~

Now:

The world slowly swirled into focus and she was surrounded by pink.

"Where am I?" Cindy moaned, rubbing her head, which felt like a couple of two ton elephants had decided she was a good seat and sat on her.

'Cindy? Is that you?'

"Jimmy?"

Cindy sat up and looked around; she was in her room, alone. But she could have sworn she'd heard Jimmy. "Jimmy?"

'Cindy! Oh thank the planets! I was afraid I'd lost you. What's your situation?'

What was going on?

"I-I'm not sure. Where are you?"

'In my lab.'

"Then how…how am I hearing you?" she asked dazedly. "And how the heck did I get in my room?"

'Cindy,' Jimmy said slowly, sounding nervous. 'Check the calendar.'

"Wha-why?"

'Just do it, please.'

Slowly, still clutching her aching head, Cindy made her way over to her calendar.

"I-if this is a joke Neutron," she said loudly, trying not to let any nervousness leak into her voice. "It's not funny."

Her calendar told her it was August of Last year.

'I wish it was. I imagine its sometime last year, correct?'

"Yes, it says August 2005," she said stiffly. "Neutron, does this mean what I think it means?"

'If you mean that I've somehow sent your partials into your past, accidentally mind you, then, yes.'

"You are so dead meat when I get out of this mess," She told him.

He was silent.

"You…you can get me out of this, right?" she asked, suddenly very worried and scared. "I'm not just stuck here, am I?"

'…I can,' he said. 'But the ingredients for the machine will be really, really hard to get. You may be stuck there for a while.'

"Oh I can wait for a couple of days. What did this to me, anyway?" she asked. "And I still don't understand how I'm hearing you."

'I don't think you understand the seriousness of the situation, Cindy. You could be stuck there for weeks, months even.'

"B-but, I can't just be stuck here. Can't you just use the Chronoarch, or something?" she asked desperately. She knew she was pulling at straws.

'I guess you haven't noticed yet,' he said. 'The machine that pulled you into the past works a little differently than all my other time machines. In theory all it was supposed to be able to do was relive memories, but when it crashed next to you it's shock wave sent…oh how do I put this, it sent your essence back into your younger body.'

"So if you were to take me back through the chronoarch," Cindy theorized. "My younger self would eventually cease to exist."

'Pretty much.'

"So why the telepathy?" she asked.

'That's actually my doing. When I figured out what was going on I was able to temporarily hook up my mind reader to the memory…thing.'

"Oh yeah, real eloquent wording there Mr. So-Called-Genius," Cindy snorted playfully.

'Thank you,' He said sarcastically.

"Cynthia," someone suddenly called. "It's time to wake up."

"It's my mom," Cindy hissed. "What do I do?"

'Act like you normally would around her,' he said as though it were obvious.

"I-I'll try."

'Oh, and Cindy,' he added. 'Be careful. I miss you.'

"Jimmy wait!"

'I have to go now; I'll talk to you again soon.'

"Jimmy?"

There was no answer. "Jimmy?" It was no use; Jimmy had, in a way, hung up. "I miss you too," she whispered. Cindy sighed and brushed her hair out of her eyes; time to go downstairs.

"Cynthia!"

"Coming mother," she called.

How the heck was she going to do this? How was she supposed to act? Cindy dressed and made her way down the stairs.

"Good morning mother," she said politely.

"Good morning Cynthia," her mother said stiffly. "You slept well I expect."

"Yes mother."

This was pretty much how they greeted each other anyway. This was normal. She took a deep breath, she could do this.

The two ate their breakfast in silence. Cindy picked up her bag without a word. "Have a nice day mother," she said as she walked out the door. Her mother said nothing. And that was fine with Cindy. This was normal, to be expected. Easy, even.

It was school she was worried about. School and Jimmy.

The horror…

Their love-hate relationship, which started out as mostly hate and evolved into mostly love, was still in its budding stages at this point. Cindy was unsure how to act around Jimmy, because she couldn't remember how to mostly hate him. Sure she got annoyed by her Jimmy pretty easily now, but it didn't blow out into all out wars like it used to. And to go back to that? Cindy really didn't fancy it. Not at all!

He was bound to notice the difference. What would he say about it? The times she was nice to him at all at this point were so far and in-between that, if she did the slightest kind gesture, it would be questioned. And then she would have to tell the truth, which she dreaded. This was because of the awkward questions that might occur. She could see it now:

"So you're from the future?"

"Mhmm."

"How did you time travel?"

-Insert insult about big-brainy inventions here-

"Why were you in my lab?"

"Well, you called me over to talk about you kissing me and possibly to confess your love for me."

"…"

Oh yeah, that would blow over like a ton of bricks.

Cindy looked up and realized she'd stopped outside Jimmy's house. It was a conditioned reflex by this time. Sometime after the Grandma Taters incident, Cindy had begun to wait outside his house; occasionally his mother invited Cindy in for breakfast. She would walk with him to the bus.

Jimmy hadn't questioned it and Cindy had seen no reason to speak with him about it.

"What are you doing here Vortex?" came an angry sounding voice.

Cindy turned.

Jimmy was striding towards her, an annoyed scowl on his face. Her heart skipped a beat.

"Neutron! Um, I was just; ya know, walking to the bus stop," she managed to stutter out.

He raised an eyebrow.

"Are you…feeling okay Vortex?" the barest amount of concern coloring his tone.

Cindy hid a tired grin.

"Peachy," she said, rolling her eyes. Inside she wondered what the daily invention was. She couldn't quite remember…

"If you keep standing there, staring at nothing, you'll miss the bus," Jimmy commented, walking fast towards the street.

"Wait for me!"

Cindy followed after the boy at a run, disregarding his odd looks. He continued glancing at her even as they got onto the yellow vehicle. She sat behind him and closed her eyes. Her head still kinda hurt from earlier. Maybe she'd take a nap…

'Cindy, you there?'

"GYAAAA," she yelped, startling a great number of people around her. Jimmy turned around and stared at her.

"Vor…tex..?"

"So sorry," she laughed nervously, "I thought I saw a spider."

Jimmy rolled his eyes and turned back to face the front.

"Jeez Louise, don't do that," Cindy whispered.

'Sorry.'

Well at least he sounded apologetic.

'I've been talking things over with Libby and the guys; we came up with a timeline you can follow.'

"Oh thank you, I've been trying to figure out what happens today. Talk me through it, I'll write it down."

She pulled a notebook from her bag.

'Okay, here's the plan…'

~Monday, 2005, 8:45 AM~

~oOo~

And that is the end of chapter two. Hope you enjoyed it! Please review!

~xXWiseGirlIamnotXx