A/N: This is the last chapter of Stunt Double. The sequel will be called Number Thirteen, so watch for it! Thanks to RubyVulpix and doodlegirll for being awesome reviewers!

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POV- Lela-

"Lewis, Wilbur!" she called into the mist.

"Lewis? Wilbur?" she tried again more anxiously, voice cracking.

"LEWIS?! WILBUR?!" Lela was full on crying now. She sunk to her knees and sobbed, wondering if she would ever see her family or friends again.

If she had been paying attention to herself, she would have noticed her hair was shortening and straightening, face returning to normal, and she would have noticed she was shrinking.

POV- Lewis-

Lewis watched from the restored time machine the effect he had on the future- his future. He safely landed on the front lawn of the Robinson mansion and got out. Like a bolt of lightning, Wilbur appeared, gazing around amazed.

"Dude, you did it! You saved the future!" Wilbur hollered happily. "And--" Wilbur stopped when he saw Bowler Hat Guy. "Whoa. What's he doing here?"

"Don't worry," Lewis replied, "we're old friends." Wilbur blinked and continued on.

"Where's Lela?" he suddenly looked shocked. She could have injured herself again—or worse. The two took off a little faster in search of the eight (or twelve) year old girl.

Behind a garden statue, a cry was heard. Wilbur and Lewis stopped short. A cry was heard again. Wilbur motioned to Lewis to show him that they should go separate ways around the statue. As Lewis inched around the side of the topiary, he saw Lela curled up on the ground, crying her heart out.

"Lela?" Wilbur asked carefully, sitting down next to her on the ground.

"They're gone, they're gone, and I'll never see them again!" she wailed suddenly.

"Who's gone?" Lewis asked, sitting on the other side of Lela.

"Wilbur and Lewis! And I'll--" She looked up and gasped. "You're here!" A wide smile split across her tear-stained face and she quickly hugged Wilbur and Lewis.

"I thought we were all gone forever!" Lela whimpered with a tone of relief in her voice.

"You have no faith in me, do you?" Lewis taunted, laughing. Lela smacked him playfully.

"Of course I did! I was just… scared. I didn't exist, after all," she reasoned with him. Lewis smiled.

"And you're back to normal, too… in the most sense," Wilbur tugged annoyingly on Lela's hair. Lela was too joyful to notice Wilbur's jeer. Her eyes got wide and happy as she looked at her again short and straight hair.

"I am! Yay!" she ran back towards the house, Wilbur and Lewis following in her wake.

"Mommy!" Lela squealed as she approached her mother and family outside of the Robinson mansion.

"Sweetie, I'm so glad you're okay!" Franny opened her arms to Lela. In the garage a voice rose.

"Franny! Franny, this is not good, both of the time machines are gone, we--" A man with blonde stick-up straight hair burst out the side door of the garage. He stopped when he saw the entire Robinson family right outside. Lela's face was too ecstatic to explain. Her eyes shown with delight and sparkled brightly. She couldn't contain herself.

"DADDY!" she screamed as her jumped into her fathers arms and squeezed him.

"Oh, Daddy, guess what? Yesterday you came here with Wilbur, but you were only twelve and then the dinosaur came and then I jumped off the chandelier and then you rescued me from the dinosaur again but then I turned older and disappeared and then you saved me and I turned back to normal and now you and Lewis- the younger you- are both here now!" Lela was out of breath. Mr. Robinson looked mildly surprised at his daughter's rant. He looked to Franny. Behind his family, Wilbur was trying to get away from potential punishment. Franny quickly grabbed him and raised her eyebrows knowingly.

"Ah," Mr. Robinson obviously understood. He turned back to Lela, but she had already grabbed Lewis to meet her father.

"Daddy, this is Lewis. Lewis this is… um, you." Lela crinkled her nose in confusion.

"I think that makes sense," she muttered to herself. Lewis gave a small chuckle.

Mr. Robinson held out his hand for Lewis to shake. "Pleasure to meet, well, me," he said with a grin.

Lewis shook the outstretched hand. "Nice to meet you too, Mr. Robinson," he replied.

"Please call me Cornelius. You might as well get used to it," he gave a jolly laugh. "Would you like to see my work room?" he asked with a young gleam in his eye. Lewis nodded excitedly.

"Can I come too, Daddy?" Lela asked, jumping up and down to release her thrill. He nodded.

"Me too, Dad?" Wilbur asked hopefully.

"NO!" everyone snapped back at him. Wilbur grimaced, punishment unable to avoid.

Cornelius led Lela and Lewis though a maze of tubes to the highest room in the house- the observatory. The room was filled with inventions from wall to wall, ceiling to floor.

"Wow," was all Lewis could say. Lela squealed and ran over to a purple workbench with the letters engraved LMR on it. Lewis gazed around at the inventions he would come to invent thirty years from now.

"And the AGE ACE, restored like new," Cornelius pulled the age modifier out of his coat pocket. Lela shuddered. Lewis stood contemplating for a moment.

"Wait, how did you know it broke?" he was confused. A cheeky grin spread across Cornelius's face and Lewis immediately knew.

"All this time, it was going to happen? And you knew? Why couldn't you have stopped it to begin with?" Lewis bombarded him with questions.

"When Wilbur came back from the future and showed me everything, it was the best thing that ever happened to me. I got a home, I got friend, and I knew where I belonged. I couldn't mess with the time stream again. I purposely went on business trips all this time and laid everything out every time, in case it happened, so it would go as planned." A wry grin still danced around Cornelius's face.

"Time will keep repeating itself, over and over again," Lewis concluded, gazing at a blanket over a wagon.

"What's that?" Lewis titled his head towards the object, distracted from their other conversation.

"That is the first real invention my company ever had, not to mention the one I'm most proud of. Go check it out," Cornelius nodded. Lewis walked over to the blanket and whipped it off. Standing there before him was the shiny, modern, and updated MEMORY SCANNER. Lewis gasped.

"So, do we ever see Mom?" was the first thing that escaped Lewis's lips. Cornelius put a strong arm on Lewis's shoulder.

"You'll just have to find out for yourself. That's what the older me said last time."

Lewis looked longingly into ocean-blue eyes that were actually his own. They showed adventure, sadness, regret, pride, and love all from stories he could have told. But he held them in.

"Before you get too attached to anything, you should go," Cornelius finalized with a twinge of regret in his voice. Lewis nodded, understanding.

They headed back out, Lela at their heels, to say last goodbyes. Each member had kind words to say, which made Lewis want to leave even less each time they were said. A sudden honk interrupted Lewis's last goodbye.

"Come on!" Wilbur grumbled. "It's not like you're never going to see them again!"

Lewis hastily finished, but noticed something was missing. "Lela! Where is she?" Lewis needed to say goodbye to her. Lewis would of course see her in thirty years, but Lela would never get to see the young Lewis again and it would happen over and over again as time would repeat itself.

"We need to go now! You'll see Lela again, Lewis!" Wilbur said, very aggravated. Lewis looked towards Cornelius for advice.

'Go,' he mouthed. Lewis blinked and sadly turned toward the time machine. If Cornelius said he should go, everything must turn out okay. Right? Reluctantly, Lewis sat himself in the time machine and it roared to life, soaring high into the sky. Lewis watched his future family as long as he could until they poofed to the past.

Wilbur gently landed on the roof of the orphanage. An, 'oomph,' was heard from the trunk of the machine. Wilbur and Lewis looked at each other, surprised, and then quickly scurried out of their seats. Lifting the trunk lid, they saw that Lela had stowed away and was clutching something silvery.

"Lela, what are you doing in there?" Wilbur asked exasperatedly. She giggled quietly and jumped out of the trunk.

Brushing herself off, she said, "I wanted to come. If I hadn't hidden myself away, you would have never let me." Lewis smiled and was relieved she was here and would get to say a real goodbye.

"Lewis, I have something for you!" she bounded over in front of Lewis and opened her fist. In her palm, she revealed a crystal, not unlike one from a chandelier. "Take this and match it up when you're older. It has the best swing." An impish gleam sparkled in her eyes. Lewis outright laughed. She had taken glass from her own chandelier!

"I will. And thanks, Lela," Lewis took the glass from her.

"No, thank you, Lewis," she hugged him around the middle.

If Lewis had blinked in the next second, he would have missed it. The rest of the scars on Lela's face suddenly disappeared. She touched a hand to her cheek and grinned. "Yeah, Lewis. Thank you." Lela scampered back into the front of the time machine.

"Bye, dude," Wilbur saluted jokingly.

"Bye, Wilbur," Lewis waved as he jumped in the time machine and started the engine.

"You are so dead when we get home, Lela," Wilbur chuckled evilly.

"I know," Lela said blissfully back, "but it's worth it."

The glass top slowly closed and snapped shut. Lewis watched the red time machine disappear into the cloudless sky. Yeah. It was definitely worth it.

THE END

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