Chapter Thirteen: Temporis Post Tempus

Desmond paced the room while Shaun and Rebecca worked on contacting his parents. It had been nearly an hour since he had returned from Jerusalem and still they hadn't had any luck. Kadar took the water Vito offered him and settled against a wall, watching Desmond.

"Neither are available." Shaun informed him finally. "I suggest you get some rest while we wait. I don't think it'll be as quick as..."

"I don't have time." Desmond stated. "Can you get me to America?"

"No."

"Can you send me to Connor's era then? 1784 should be fine. I'll get the key then."

"No." Shaun stated. "It's bad enough we've sent you into Altair's era."

"I'm going to have to go to Connor's time at some point anyways. I know it."

"Don't be stupid."

"I'm not. Trust me."

"I don't." Shaun crossed his arms. "I don't trust you. You've acted rashly. You've disrupted past events, brought a Syrian into this mix, endangered your present as well as the future, and have disregarded all my warnings! I believe you are not cut out for the job!"

"Ich can understandan yow, juste barely, yow knowen." Kadar put in, his accent thick and his brows pinched. Shaun and Desmond stared at him in shock as he continued, "English magan nat been my furst language and it magan haven chaunged, but ich can understandan yow a litel, yow knowen."

Desmond grinned as he came over to pat the young man's shoulder as he spoke in Arabic. "I know, but Middle English, which is what you know, and it's early Middle English to top it off, is not easy for us to understand. What seems to be the problem?"

"He is angry because you saved my life and my brother." Kadar grumbled. "And this makes me mad. Tell him to shut up and mind his own business."

Desmond laughed. "Shaun, Kadar says to shut up and mind your own business."

Scowling at him, Shaun opened his mouth to retaliate when Rebecca interrupted them.

"Hey! Guys!" She called. "I got hold of William. He's on right now."

"Dad!" Desmond rushed up to the computer as Kadar looked on in awe. "Bill, listen to me. I haven't got a lot of time. There is a key. I need it. It's where the old Davenport Homestead was, the one from the Colonial Revolution. It was buried in Connor Davenport's grave next to Achilles. I need this key or I can't go any further. Can you get it for me and have it delivered?"

"Hold up there, son." William held up his hand. "You're asking me to get a potentially dangerous key, which could unlock Juno, and get it into your hands while risking Abstergo getting a hold on it?"

"You have a better plan?" Desmond asked dryly. "There are not a lot of these keys floating around. In fact, I've only ever seen or even heard of one, so unless you can name one right under our noses I can't think of another way."

"Why not travel back into time?" William suggested. "You could get it before Abstergo is even founded. Wouldn't this be better?"

"Well, since I apparently fuck up the past every time I go near it, Shaun is a bit reluctant to send me to the Colonial era."

"Yes, I can see someone behind you who shouldn't be there."

"Dad, meet Kadar Al-Sayf." Desmond introduced the youth. "That's my father."

"A plaisir to meten yow." Kadar pressed his left hand to his chest. "Safety and pece."

"Safety and peace to you as well." William nodded to him. "Well, I am not concerned. As long as past events do not affect our present, I am fine."

"Well, we are counting on them affecting our future." Desmond reminded him. "Fine. I'll travel back in time to Connor's era and get the key. I just hope Connor doesn't try to kill me."

"Good luck. We're counting on you."

"You have no idea."

Desmond turned away from the screen and headed straight for the Animus. "Kadar, stay here. I'll just make this one quick."

"1783. Right?" Rebecca asked as Desmond took a seat in the Animus.

"I want to go with you." Kadar argued.

"Stay." Desmond encouraged. "1783, Rebecca."

"Got it."

"Stay." Desmond held out a hand to Kadar. "I won't be gone long. See if Shaun will teach you our English. You may be here with us for awhile."

"Desmond..." Kadar groaned, but this only made Desmond smile.

"Wish me luck."

"Have fun!" Rebecca called and Desmond fell into the Animus loading screen.

Desmond slipped through the brush, watching the homestead and listening to his surroundings. It didn't sound like Connor was anywhere around him, which meant either he was in the mansion or he was gone. Desmond's eyes flicked over to the graves then back to the house just as the door opened. He hunched further into the bushes, eyeing the man to exit the mansion, followed, to his surprise, by a young woman.

"Mentor," The woman was arguing. "You should consider the possibility Washington becomes a threat! What man would not desire to become king?"

"He will step down." Connor assured her. "Trust me. It is not the kind of man he is. Not all men desire to be kings."

"But..."

He stopped her on the steps, placing his hands on her arms, which caused Desmond's brows to shoot up. Connor hated being touched or touching others. "Elizabeth. Trust me. I know this man. He is not a great man. He is not perfect, but no man is. Still, he will step down."

"Mentor." She insisted. "You can't be certain of this!"

His hand went to her chin, tilting it up slightly. "I am certain."

Desmond smiled despite himself, looking away and resisting the urge to chuckle.

Connor didn't kiss her as Desmond had expected him too, but the close proximity the man had permitted between him and this Elizabeth was an encouraging thought to Desmond. He waited until the two had started off before he slunk over to the graves. Quickly, he started digging, well aware of the dangers of getting caught. Once the key was in hand, he buried the hole and covered it with grass. Though Connor was a good tracker and would notice such a clear disturbance, he knew the man wouldn't be approaching the graves any time soon and hoped the grass would regrow in time to cover his tracks.

Slipping back into the bushes, he asked Shaun to bring him home.

"Easy as pie." He said, holding up the key.

"A bit disturbing you're now a grave robber." Shaun stated dryly.

"Last time, you helped." Desmond pointed out, grinning when he received a glare. "All right. We have the key. I'm ready to go back to Solomon's Temple. Rebecca, do you think you can land us in the Temple?"

"I can try." She shrugged and he decided to risk it.

"Do you think the Temple is where you will find your answer?" Kadar asked as they waited for Rebecca to send them backwards into time.

"I think it is where I'll find my first clue." Desmond told the young man. "I highly doubt I'll get any answers."

So since the Wikia page for AC didn't provide me the actual name of whoever Connor was with, had kids with, married, whatever I made up one. I hope you enjoy!