October 21, 2015

8:45 a.m.

Marty's POV

I walked away from where Doc, Timmy, and Annie departed and entered the city.

I uttered under my breath, "The future."

Everything looked so futuristic. It was cool….yet weird at the same time. I saw that the clock was still not working. They must've gotten enough money to make sure that could stay like that. But, instead of a parking lot in front of the tower, there was a beautiful lake. I turned around and saw a shark coming towards me. I screamed, scared out my mind but it was just a hologram.

I fixed my hat and said, trying to be cool, "Shark still looks fake."

The television behind me went on and a young Goldie Wilson was there.

His image said, "Come into Goldie Wilson, the third's hover conversion store. Only 35,999,999.98."

I whistled. 'Too rich for my blood,' I thought. I went past a historic place on my way to the café '80's and saw some sort of sports almanac. My attention turned to Annie. 'I wonder how she, Timmy, and Doc are doing,' I wondered.

Annie's POV

Doc landed the De Lorean in an alley.

Doc turned to Timmy as we were getting out and whispered, "Wait here just in case."

Timmy nodded and whispered to Doc, "Be careful, dad. And good luck, Annie."

I nodded and we headed over to the corner. I saw my future children coming our way.

I whispered to Doc, "Now, are you sure that this stun ray won't hurt her, Doc?"

Doc nodded and answered his voice near a whisper, "I'm sure, Annie. It will only knock her out until we get things done."

I whispered back, "Well, make sure you get the right Emma, Doc."

Doc smiled at me and whispered, "Don't worry, Annie. I know the difference between you and Emma. This should be easy."

I reached out and grabbed Emma's mouth and she was struggling against me.

I whispered, "Easy, Emma. We're doing this for your brother's sake."

With that, Doc knocked her out and I put her down gently. Doc gave me a 'go ahead' look and I quickly ran to catch up with my future son. I caught up to him and took Emma's place. Clayton didn't seem to notice the difference.

He finally turned to me and asked, "You okay, Emma? You're awful quiet."

I perked up and answered, "I'm okay, Clay. I'm just worried about you. I hope you tell Griff no later."

He seemed a little taken back and responded, "I'm wondering if I should tell dad about this… I better not. He wouldn't help."

I shot him a look and asked, "Why the hell wouldn't he? After all, he is our father!"

Clayton stopped dead in his tracks. 'Uh, oh. Did I say something that I shouldn't have,' I thought.

Clayton answered, "You're not mom, Emma and I wish you would stop tell me what to do."

I frowned as I was seriously hoping Marty was having better luck than I was.

I looked away from him and answered, "No, I'm not but I do care about your safety, Clay."

I turned back around but I was alone. 'Uh, oh. Where the hell did he go so fast,' I thought.

Timmy's POV

Dad came back over to me and said, "Annie and Marty are in place. Let's hope that things don't get screwy."

I responded, "Relax, dad. What could possibly go wrong?"

I perked up. I usually didn't ask such a question.

Dad noticed it too and asked, "Timmy, are you okay?"

I shrugged and answered, "I think so, dad. But, this whole future trip is making me feel like….."

I didn't want to say that it made me feel like I belonged here. One, that wouldn't make much sense and two, I didn't want to hurt dad's feelings.

Dad asked, "Feel like what, sport?"

I sighed and answered, "Promise you won't get mad?"

Dad responded, "I promise as long as you tell me what is bothering you."

I took a deep breath and told my dad, "It feels like I belong here. I mean, remember when we when to the library together? I got onto the computer and without asking a question, I accessed the 'Internet'."

Dad seemed to think this whole thing over as we flew over the kennel.

Dad finally said, "It is a bit weird, sport. But, there might be an explanation for it."

I asked, "Like, what?" Dad bit his lower lip and I asked, "Dad?"

Dad finally told me, "You might have been born here in the future and then brought to the past for some reason or another."

I started to ask, "Well, who….?"

Dad intervened and answered, "I'm not sure, sport. But, there is one thing I am sure of. I wouldn't trade my time with you for anything."

I smiled as I realized that he was quoting my letter that I wrote back in 1955.

I responded, "I feel the same way."

We got out of the De Lorean and dad picked up Einstein. Just then, a pink haired woman bumped into me.

I apologized, "Oops, sorry!"

The pink haired woman responded, "That's okay."

She looked at me as I flashed a smile.

She perked up and whispered, "It….can't be."

I asked, "Is something wrong?"

I didn't know what it was but…it felt like I knew her. But…that was impossible…wasn't it?

She answered, whispered, "Timmy Turner."

I shot her a look. 'Why does that sound so right? What is going on with me,' I thought.

I stated, "Close, my name is Timmy Brown."

She perked up as dad called me, "Timothy Tiberius Brown, get in here!"

I mumbled, "Oh boy, I'm in trouble." I turned to the woman and said, "Uh, nice meeting you."

I ran off into the kennel as dad asked me, "How many times have I told you not to talk to strangers?"

I answered, looking at my notebook, "1,500."

Dad smiled at me and then laughed at me using my notes to accurately answer him.

He told me, "Never mind."

I giggled. Even dad should know better than to ask me a silly question. My thoughts turned to the pink haired woman. I couldn't help but wonder who she was mistaking me for…..and why she felt so familiar to me….

Wanda's POV

I…I couldn't believe it. I had my godchild back for two seconds but he didn't know who I was. Suddenly; Paradox, Ben Tennyson and Nacey Von Strangle's time traveling friend, came over to me.

He told me, "Wanda, you must be advised that Timmy Turner no longer exists."

I shot back, mad, "That's because you snatched him out of his correct time!"

Since fairies could see into alternate timelines, Cosmo and I knew that we were going to be assigned to the sweetest kid in the world for our godchild…Timothy "Timmy" Tiberius Turner who would turn out to be the true Chosen One.

Paradox responded, calm and cool, "Wanda, in this timeline….he was never going to make it to his eighth birthday."

I froze as I spun around and asked, "What do you mean?"

Paradox answered, "I mean that he was going to die a week after he was born. His mother and his father were going to kill him because they didn't get the daughter they wanted."

I was stunned, absolutely stunned. I wasn't expecting that….not in the least. Unknown to either of us, Timmy and Doctor Brown were listening in.

Paradox told me, "That's why I took him out of 1992 to bring him to 1975. Where he will be well taken care of by his great uncle."

That's when I realized that Paradox was right. Doctor Brown did do a better job raising Timmy than his parents were going to. Just then, Timmy ran over.

He asked, "Uh, what are you guys talking about?"

My heart skipped a beat as I set my eyes on Timmy. He was absolutely different and absolutely…happy. That's when I also realized something else. If he was happy, then what kind of fairy godparent would I be if I stood in the way of his happiness?

Paradox perked up and said, "Ah, Timmy Turner. We meet again."

Timmy perked up as Doctor Brown came over and told him, "Excuse me, but his name happens to be Timmy Brown."

Timmy nodded and responded, "Dad's right. My name is Timmy Brown and I don't know why you're mistaking me for someone named Timmy Turner."

Paradox told him, "Because that's your true name."

Timmy perked up as did Doctor Brown.

I went over to Timmy and told him, "It is true, Timmy. You're really Timothy "Timmy" Tiberius Turner…great nephew to Doctor Brown."

Timmy looked stunned as did Doctor Brown. Timmy was stricken with absolute disbelief in his eyes.

Paradox told him, "Wanda is right, Timmy. I took you out of 1992 to bring you to 1975 to save your life."

Doctor Brown asked, "From what or from whom?"

I answered, "His abusive parents." I turned to Timmy and added, "I was supposed to be your fairy godmother."

I poofed back to normal as Timmy gasped.

Timmy smiled and said, "Wanda…"

Doctor Brown looked at his watch and said, "Great Scott! Timmy, we need to go meet Marty and Annie!"

Timmy turned to me and hugged me. It felt great to be held like that by him again.

He whispered, "I love you Wanda. And tell Cosmo that I love him too."

I perked up. I never mentioned Cosmo's name to him… That's when I knew. His forth dimensional sense was more powerful than ever before.

I whispered, "I will, Chosen One. I will."

Timmy let go of me, with tears in his eyes. He ran over to join his great uncle and the two headed off. A tear rolled down from my cheek as I saw them go.

Paradox whispered, "May you have happiness, Chosen One."

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