Once back at his room, John changed from his clothes and back to his pajamas. Helena had two security guards outside his door when he and Victor returned. He knew any further attempt to leave would be stopped. He was furious and began pacing.

"John, you need to stop pacing, calm down for the moment and listen to me." Victor told her urging him to lay down in bed.

'Sorry Victor, I shouldn't direct my frustrations out on you. I didn't expect Helena to be so damn difficult about this."

"I know" Victor acknowledged. "She does have her reasons."

"I am sorry about all the shouting. I didn't realize we were talking that loud."

Victor smiled. "You don't need to make any apologies John. The floor was seemingly empty, only offices on that floor. I'm probably the only one who heard most of it."

John smiled a little. He was sure Victor heard everything. "Probably more than you should have."

Victor couldn't help his reply. "Twice, really?"

John hung his head and nodded. "Yeah, but you can't repeat that Victor, not even to Helena."

"Of course not John, that's between the two of us."

John decided it best to change the subject. "So Victor, how do I get to Lauren? I don't even know if I can attempt another escape. Helena will have my every move watched from now on."

"Yes, she will. I think she knows I'm probably the one who brought you the clothes, so I don't know if I can try that again."

"No," John sighed.

Victor could see the worry and distress in John's expression. "I think I can work out a way for you and Lauren to get together."

'What? How Victor?" There isn't much time left."

"I realize that John, just trust me, alright."

John smiled at his friend. "Victor, I've always trusted you. I really feel you are the only one who knows what I'm up against, why its' important for me to find Lauren. I've honestly been more worried about her than I have myself these past few days."

Victor got to his feet. "I understand John. For now, just lay here and rest. I'm sure Helena will be along soon. She needs some time to calm down herself. Try not to worry about things, I'll take care of what needs to be done."

"Thank you Victor," John told his friend as he headed towards the door.

Victor opened the door to leave, then turned back to John. "By the way John, all along I've always believed you, maybe not everything you said, but enough for me to play around with some theories about time travel. I guess what put it all in perspective for me was a couple of nights ago, I was leaving my office and thought the moon looked exceptionally bright. I glanced up at it, and there was the faintest image of a second moon just starting to merge with the other."

John stared at his friend, not sure of what to say. "Are you sure?" John questioned.

Victor nodded. "Quite sure, get some rest tonight John. I'll see you later."

The door closed behind Victor as John rested his head against the pillows. He closed his eyes wondering just what his friend had planned.

It wasn't long after Victor left that Helena entered John's room.. He opened his eyes and watched as she stopped at the supply cabinet, gathered supplies, then walked to his bedside. She still looked angry, but not as furious.

"I wasn't really sure if you would come by or send a nurse." he told her.

"I told you before, you're my patient John." she stated, reaching to open his shirt.

He covered her hand with his. "Helena, I'm not going to apologize for trying to leave tonight, just don't be so angry with me."

"Did you expect me to be otherwise. If I hadn't stopped you, you could have seriously jeopardized your health. Any number of things could have happened to you."

"I know, but I had to take that chance Helena." John replied. He let her hand go an she opened his shirt exposing his chest.

"This might hurt a bit," she told him removing the old bandage.

"It's alright. Maybe it will make me think twice before doing something like this again."

Helena smiled at him. "I hope so."

John closed eyes, wincing a couple of times as she cleaned the wound then applied fresh bandages. The pain was real, but he wouldn't admit it. "Wasn't too bad." he stated as she moved to put the supplies away.

Helena returned to him, setting on the edge of his bed. She placed her hand on his forehead. "You feel warm, are you sure you feel okay John?"

"Tired, I'll admit, but otherwise, yeah I'm okay."

She sighed. "Maybe it's nothing."

Once again, John took her hand in his. "Are you still angry with me?"

Helena shook her head. "No, I was earlier though. I was scared that you were going to do something rash and would end up regretting it. If something had happened to you, I would never forgive myself for not realizing you would attempt to leave."

"It wouldn't have been your fault Helena." John told her. "I'm sorry that I upset you. I never meant to do that to you."

"I'm just glad you're alright John." she told him, looking into his eyes.

John looked back at her, seeing in her eyes just how much she cared about him and her level of concern.

Knowing he should just lay back and rest, John set up in bed. He put his had against Helena's cheek, then leaned closed and kissed her. There lips parted and she put her head on his shoulder. "I was afraid of losing you tonight." she said in a soft whisper.

John lifted her chin with his fingertips. "You won't lose me babe," he told her. "..we will be together in the future."

She nodded. " I know that now John," she replied. "I saw two moons the other night."

John was silent as he laid back into the pillows on his bed, pulling Helena down beside him. He didn't know what to say. He closed his eyes, holding Helena in his arms. That's where they both fell asleep.

For whatever reason, the day had seemed long for both Lance and Lauren. They had made up their mind to spend every moment together. Neither of them knew what to expect, there was just no way of knowing. Too many variables, to many what if's. It was enough to drive both of them crazy.

Lance was called away on a last minute emergency at the hospital, one of his patients has requested his care. He hated to leave Lauren, but she told him to go, knowing he would back.

Lauren spent the afternoon on the beach, walking just soaking up the sun, knowing all to well she may never experience this again. The sun was warm overhead, a gentle breeze ruffled her hair. She looked into the afternoon sky, barely able to make out the moon, but she could still see two who were now merging together. The image brought tears to her eyes. All she wanted to do was remain here with Lance, but the overwhelming feeling of knowing that wouldn't be, made her sad.

Her thoughts drifted to Commander Koenig. Even now, she had no idea where he was. Did he land on earth as she had? Did he remain on Eagle One? Was alpha experiencing time with loved ones as she was? There were a hundred questions racing through her mind and she had no answer for any of them.

She thought at some point during this unforeseen, crazy scenario, that she and Commander Koenig would find one another. As the days passed up until now, it seemed that was not going to happen. A part of her missed him, his presence, to assure her things would work out for them and they would return to alpha.

Lauren got to her feet and went back inside the house. Lance told her he would try not to be too long before he left, and hopefully be back before dark. Going into the kitchen, she fixed herself something to eat then walked back into the living room and curled up on the couch and switched on the stereo, pulled out a CD and put it in the tray. For now, she was content to listen to some favorite songs, and wait for Lance to come home.

Victor Bergman set quietly in his office thinking over his decision to help John reunite with Lauren and the best way to go about it. Since it was going to be near impossible to get John out of the hospital, there was really only one other solution. If he didn't carry out his plan, he would let his friend John Koenig down and maybe there would be a different outcome of this present scenario he and others found themselves in.

Victor decided the best thing to do was to quit over thinking the situation and just do what he had planned. He grabbed some papers from his desk and walked to the door of his office, then switched off his light. He was about to step into the hall, but turned back around. He thought of John and didn't want him to think he'd forgotten to check on him. He picked up the phone and paged Helena. When she came on the phone, Victor told her he had something come up last minute he had to take care and to please assure John he would see him tomorrow without fail. Tomorrow was September 13th, and Victor knew he had to be there.

Lauren fell asleep on the couch and was still there when Lance walked into the house. It was only 7:30p.m., not to late by his standards. He laid his keys aside and spotted Lauren. She looked peaceful and happy with a faint smile on her lips. He thought about waking her but decided against it. He walked into the bedroom, showered and changed into a pair of scrub pants before he walked back out to her. Leaning close to her, he kissed her once, then twice before she opened her eyes.

"Lance," her eyes were filled with happiness. "Did you just get home?" she questioned and set up.

"Yeah, about 15 minutes ago. I decided to take a shower before waking you, I didn't want to, you looked so peaceful." The oversized shirt she had on was loose and he could see she'd been out in the sun. "Looks like you got some sun earlier."

"Not that much, I'll be okay." She stated and changed the subject. "Are you hungry? I can fix you something to eat."

"I actually ate at the hospital babe. I'm just glad I got home earlier than I thought I would."

"Me too," she said and kissed him tenderly. "You look tired."

He tried to stop a yawn, but failed. "I'm okay, I'd rather just set here beside you on the couch for now."

"I'd like that," Lauren moved into Lances arms and pulled a blanket over them. She laid her head against his bare chest and closed her eyes. "I could stay like this forever with you Lance."

"I know babe, we'll stay like this as long as you want." Lance kissed her and they closed their eyes. They fell asleep while the music played in the background.

Victor Bergman stopped his car at the curb outside Lances house. He set inside for several minutes trying to figure out the best way to explain his sudden appearance. He was sure Lauren would recognize him, but he wouldn't know her in this time frame. After a few more quiet minutes, he stepped from his car and walked up to the door. He knocked softly and waited for someone to answer.

Lance slowly opened his eyes at the sound of what he thought was someone knocking on the door. He and Lauren were still on the couch and he set up. The knock sounded again. He glanced at the clock and saw the time was 9:45p.m. Odd he thought, who would be here at this time of night.

As he got to his feet, Lauren begin to wake. "Lance, what's wrong," she asked, her voice still edged with sleep.

"..not sure, someone's at the door."

Now Lauren set up, watching as Lance walked to the door, and opened it. An elderly gentleman stood outside that Lance did not recognize.

"Can I help you?" Lance questioned, his voice edged with concern.

"Dr. Lance Heston?" Victor questioned in return.

"Yes, " Lance nodded.

Victor smiled and extended his hand. "Well, at least I have the right house. You don't know me young man, but my name is Victor Bergman and if you would allow it, I need to speak with Lauren."

Lance studied the man. How did he know about Lauren and why did he want to speak with her.

Lauren had disappeared into the bedroom to put on a robe and when she walked back into the living room, she stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Victor in the doorway talking to Lance.

"Professor Bergman," she gasped.

Lance turned to look at her. She was clearly shocked. "You know him?" he asked.

She could only nod. Lance was more confused than ever now. "I'm sorry, please come in," he told Victor and closed the door behind him. "I'll be right back."

Lauren approached Victor and gave him a warm hug. "Please, have a seat, can I get you something to drink? I can put some coffee on.."

Victor smiled at her. "Coffee would be wonderful."

Lauren disappeared into the kitchen for only a moment, came back then set down by Victor as Lance joined them.

"Sorry, " he apologized. "I needed to change clothes."

Lauren reached for his hand as they faced Victor. "Well, I'm sure the two of you are wondering why I'm here."

"Well, yes, and you are the last person I expected to see." Lauren told him. "I assumed if anyone found me it would be Commander Koenig."

Victor nodded. "This is so awkward for me. It is because of John, I mean .Commander Koenig that I am here."

Laurens eyes widened. "What? He's here on earth like I am, in this time?"

Victor sighed. "Yes, he's been in the hospital with some injuries. Dr. Russell is taking care of him."

Lauren got to her feet. "Wait, the Commander has been here all this time, alive, in the hospital? Why, what happened?'

"Where does one start to explain all this Lauren. A crash took place and Commander Koenig was injured and was rushed to the hospital. When he woke, he told myself as well as Dr. Russell a story about being in Eagle One on a mission back to alpha with you, when some colored lights opened a tunnel and the eagle was drawn inside.

He thought he was on alpha for the moment, not realizing he was on earth. For the past few days he has stuck to that story and talked about you, wondering where you might be and what happened to you. While I didn't doubt him, it was hard to believe everything he was telling me. To help me understand, he had me check out your existence in this present scenario we find ourselves in. I did as he asked and when I presented my findings to him, I begin to wonder if there was truth in everything he was telling me and Dr. Russell."

Lance was setting quietly, listening to everything that was being said, then got to his feet to get the coffee.

"Why doesn't Dr. Russell believe him?" Lauren questioned.

"Well my dear, there are two different time frames to deal with. We are in the past, before we knew each other. We are the same people, but with different memories."

Lauren shook her head as Lance returned with the coffee. He set beside her and gave her hand a gentle squeeze. Victor fixed himself a cup and leaned back in his chair.

"You know, everything you just told us corresponds with the story Lauren told me when I found down the beach several days ago. This whole scenario can drive you crazy. Do you have any idea what's going to happen?"

Victor sipped his coffee. "No, I don't, but I wish I did. However, there is one thing your Commander has been insistent about, is that he needs to be with you before this time comes to an end. All along he has told me he sees two moons that are constantly moving towards one another and…"

"…they are merging now." Lauren interrupted before he could finish. "I've seen two moons since I got here."

"I don't doubt you my dear, I've seen it too, a couple night ago for the first time." He looked towards Lance and knew he'd seen them as well.

Lauren collected her thoughts for a moment. "Can you get Lance and myself to Commander Koenig before tomorrow evening? I'm not going anywhere without him."

Victor nodded, smiling as he set his empty cup aside. "That is why I'm here. John attempted to leave the hospital tonight, but Helena stopped him and there is no way I can get him out, so I thought I would bring you to him. I know he will be both happy and relieved to see that you are well."

"Alright, how?" Lauren questioned, her voice anxious. She was gripping Lance's arm as Victor begin to explain the details.

He placed a small envelope on the table before them. "These are the directions to the hospital where John Koenig is and his room number. There is also a security badge for you to use to get inside the gate. My phone number is also listed, so once you get inside the facility, call me, we'll meet up and I can get you into John's room. He is not aware of what I'm doing, I just told him to trust me and I would see to it that you two meet."

Lauren wiped away tears. "Thank you Professor Bergman. I don't know how to repay you for your help."

"No thanks needed my dear, at some point things will all fall into place. Plan to be at the hospital by 3:00pm. I'm sure Dr. Russell will be there about that time to check on John, so you can all meet."

"Wont you be there Professor Bergman?" Lauren questioned.

"I'll get you to John and we'll see what happens then." Victor told her and got to his feet.

Lance walked him to the door. "I appreciate the time you took to come out here and talk with Lauren, and the effort you're making to take her to Commander Koenig. She has talked about him off and on and I know she feels they have to be together as well."

Victor nodded in agreement. "Wish we had more time to talk young man, but I'm sure at some point we'll meet again. Sometimes you have a feeling you can't shake. Thank you for letting me talk with Lauren. I'll be waiting to hear from you tomorrow."

Lauren gave Victor another hug before he left, him and Lance shook hands then he walked down the steps to his car. As he got inside and drove away, Lance closed the door and faced Lauren.

"Well, that was unexpected." he stated and took her in his arms.

"Yes, it was." she agreed. "He was the last person I would expect to see now or have even thought about."

"As the hours pass, things just get a little more bizarre. All I want is a normal life with you Lauren…" Lance stated.

She looked into his eyes, then kissed him. "You will, Lance. Tomorrow all our doubts will end. We'll be together tomorrow when we go to see Commander Koenig and I think everything will be clear to us as to what will happen."

Lance considered her words, suddenly she sounded optimistic, not worried or sad. Did the appearance of this Professor Bergman have a profound change on her? He didn't know.

He sighed and glanced at the clock. The hour was late and he didn't really believe either of them would get much sleep. Lauren smiled and tugged at his hand, he followed her to the bedroom.

They crawled into bed together and Lauren moved into his arms. "No matter what happens tomorrow Lance, I want you to remember how much I love you."

Lance ran his fingers through her hair, kissing her cheek as she laid her head on his chest. "I know babe, you remember the same thing."

She closed her eyes as Lance pulled the covers up over them. While it was a cool night, it wasn't cold, but he couldn't shake the sudden chill he felt. He closed his own eyes, but he knew it would be a while before he slept.

At some point during the night, Helana slipped silently from John's room. She debated on whether to stay when she woke, but she had an agenda to take care of and she knew she couldn't stay…even though in her heart she wanted to. There was something comforting about being at John' side…he made her feel safe.

He was sleeping when she entered his room the next morning. For once he looked peaceful, not troubled or worried. Not concerned about anything or anyone for a change.

Slowly, she reached out to John, feeling his forehead. His eyes fluttered open.

"I'm sorry John," she apologized, "…I didn't mean to wake you."

"You didn't, I was just resting.." he told her with a simple smile.

"How do you feel? Any pain?" Helena inquired as she opened his shirt.

"I'm okay Helena, just tired." he told her as she checked his chest injury.

Neither one of them wanted to think about what the day was or what would happen as the hours progressed.

"I can give you something to help you sleep John." she told him as she started to close his shirt.

He stopped her and set up. "I can't sleep right now Helena, I have too much on my mind." he told her and got to his feet.

He felt dizzy and Helena wrapped her arms around him as he leaned back against his bed.

"John, we've been through a lot the past few hours and you are pushing yourself beyond your physical limits right now. You do need rest whether you want to admit it or not. My schedule is free for today. An afternoon meeting was cancelled, so you have my undivided attention for however long you need or want it. I can give you a mild sedative and you'll sleep for a few hours, long enough for your body to recharge so to speak."

He nodded and accpeted Helena's help as she got him comfortable in bed. She walked away for only a moment, prepared the injection, then walked back to his bedside. She rubbed an alchohol swab over his wrist, then injected the medicine and layed his arm down.

John watched as she put away the supplies then came back and set on the edge of his bed. More and more, he saw his Helena, the woman he loved and wanted to be back with. Would the end of the day make that happen?

He felt his eyes closing, but looked at Helena. "Have you seen Victor today?' he asked her.

She shook her head, "No, but he called and told me he would be by to see you later."

John wanted to say more, but the sedative took effect, and hid head drifted to one side. Helena held his hand, kissing his cheek. She realized she loved John Koenig and wondered if her feelings were real, or if time was correcting itself as John truly believed, was his Helena that he longed for, becoming a reality for her.

She didn't understand anything right now and most likely never would. Watching John for a moment longer, she kissed his forhead, pulled the covers over him then left to return to her office for some papers. For some reason she didn't want to leave John for too long. She could do her work from his room….John was her patient and she needed to be there for him. Satisfied he was sleeping peacefully, she left to return to her office, intending to be back as soon as possible.

John wasn't sure how long he slept when he opened his eyes. He looked towards the window and saw that it was still daylight, despite the blind being drawn. Turing his head in the opposite direction, he saw Helena setting on the couch before him, silenty reading over a file. He wondered if it was his own.

Sensing John was awake, Helena looked up and smiled. He smiled back. She got to her feet and walked to his bedside. '"Are you feeling better?" she asked.

He nodded. "Yes, I just get a chill every now and then."

Helena knew she should be concerned by John's remark, but she wasn't. She was feeling that same chill as well.

Placing her hand on his forehead, she thought it best to see if he might feel warm and be developing a fever. "You feel a little warm, but not enough to indicate a fever."

John shrugged. "Well, I did overdo things yesterday.

Helena agreed. "Yes John, you did." She glanced at the time. "It's close to noon, why don't I call down to the nurses station and have some lunch sent up."

John moved to get to his feet. "I'd like to take a shower while you do that." he stated.

"Alright, as long as you feel strong enough….do you need any help…" and she let her words trail realizing John would misinterp them.

He smiled in amusement. "Helena, if you offer me any help, we are going to end up naked together in the shower and I think you know what that will lead to."

She blushed. "I didn't mean…."

John laughed and kissed her cheek. "I know what you meant, it's just that your offer is very tempting."

"On second thought, I'll just walk down to the nurses desk and order some lunch."

John walked towards the bathroom. "Just don't be too long, you never know if I'll need your help."

Helena shook her head and left the room. Being naked with John Koenig was far too tempting.

She took advantage of a few extra minutes to give John some time to himself before she returned to his room. John had asked her about Victor, so she paged him to find out what time he would be by. It seemed important to him that he could talk to his friend.

Victor assured her he would be by to see John around 3:00p.m. or shortly after and that there was nothing to worry about.

Helena waited a few moments longer for the lunch cart. Once the elevator opened and the orderly appeared she took the cart from him and started back towards John's room. She was aware there were whispers and rumors about her and John, but she paid little attention to them.

John was laying back on his bed dressed in his pajama pants, his eyes closed when Helena re-entered his room. Concerned, she pushed the lunch cart aside and walked to him.

"John, is everything alright?" she asked taking his hand in hers.

He glanced up at her, the faint trace of a smile on his lips. "I'm fine, that shower was really relaxing. I should have let you join me."

They both laughed and John set up in his bed. They enjoyed a lunch of turkey sandwiches with bowls of fresh fruit and vegetables. If only this food existed on alpha John thought to himself.

"Oh, I got back in touch with Victor for you and he said he would be by around 3:00 to see you and not to worry about anything."

John sighed. He still had no idea what Victor was up to, and was basically resigned to the fact that he and Lauren would not meet and could only hope that they would end back on alpha together. If not, he was sure she would remain here on earth with Lance.

Helena noticed the far away look in his eyes and squeezed his hand. John looked towards her and smiled, he was where he wanted to be at the moment.

With their lunch finished, Helena got to her feet, moved the trays and cart aside, then walked over to the supply cabinet. "I should change your bandages."

John put up no argument. He hoped once back on alpha there would be no injuries. He glanced towards the window once again and despite wanting to see outside, there was another part of him that didn't want to. He knew what was happening, he didn't need a visual to confirm it.

Helena put the supplies away and returned to John's bed and set down on the edge. He reached up to her stroking her cheek and she leaned in close to kiss him. It was a kiss that meant something to her this time, a kiss of caring, of love, of longing. She couldn't explain the feeling of how much she wanted John Koenig at that moment.

Thank goodness she had locked the door when she came back to the room, she thought to herself. John's kiss grew more demanding, his hands removing her clothes.

She broke away from his kiss. "John…we…"

"I know Helena…" he whispered aginst her neck. "…but I love you, and I can't stop what feels right at this moment."

They kissed again and John pulled Helena down beside him. No patient had ever had the effect on her that John Koenig had she thought silently to herself. Her ethics as a professional were struggling inside her. No doctor should ever become this involved with a patient, but the circumstances were unusual to say the least. Helena cleared her head of any negtive thoughts and gave into John's advances. They made love for the third time in the few days that John had been there.

When they were done, Helena lay close to John, her head on his shoulder as he pulled the sheet up over them.

"Are you alright John? Does your chest hurt?" Helena asked raising up on one arm.

"I'm okay babe, don't worry." he answered and she lay back down.

Helena sighed. There was something comforting about being with John like this. She felt safe, even warm, despite the fact they were both still naked. After a moment, Helena got to her feet.

"Are you leaving?" John asked. A touch of sadnes in his voice.

"No " she told him shaking her head. "I just think we should get dressed before Victor comes by. I'll lay back down beside you."

John agreed and Helena got him a fresh pair of pajamas to change into. She freshened up herself, then stretched out beside John in bed. Their eyes met and he kissed her lips. Before the end of the day, John knew he would be back on Alpha. But he would never forget what he shared with Helena in this time.