Connor attempted to get out of the bed, but Dian pushed him back down. "No. You can't go anywhere, you need to rest." She turned to Danny, who was still standing at the door. "Who is Helen? Why do you two look like you've just seen a ghost?" She didn't get an answer, Connor and Danny both looked terrified and angry in their expressions. "Guys! What the hell is going on?" she repeated.

Danny finally spoke. "There's no time to explain; who knows what Helen is planning to do. Connor, we need you. Come on."

Connor gave Dian a glance, but starting getting out of the bed anyway. "I'm sorry, Dian, but I've got to do this. I'll be fine," he assured her. Regardless of how she felt, she helped him out of the room, not even bothering to put his shirt back on.

Opening the doors to the main entrance of the ARC, Connor spotted about 10 or 15 soldiers surrounding Helen Cutter. All of the soldiers were armed and aiming at Helen, who didn't look the least bit worried. No, she looked blank… her face showing no emotion.

Connor broke free of Dian and walked straight to Helen, knowing that if he had a gun in his hand right now, he probably would have put a bullet into her head. When he stopped in front of her, she smiled softly and said, "Hello Connor," her voice sounded different. She was somehow different… almost kind in her tone and the way she looked. But, it had to be a trick; she was just as deceiving as she'd always been.

"You were dead," he stated. "You were killed by a raptor millions of years ago." His voice dropped to a whisper, eyes arced in brooding. "How are you here, Helen?"

Her smile didn't fade. "I never died. Well, I suppose I did, but you see… that wasn't me, not exactly. It was me from an alternate universe. See, I met my other self not long after… Nick's demise," she put it softly. As if she even cared, Connor thought to himself. "And we worked together," she continued. "That is until she met an untimely end. But, I suppose it's all for the best…"

"What are you doing here? Why didn't you just continue your aim to destroy the human race? Why the hell did you come back here!" Connor shouted, all the anger bursting to the surface and making Helen flinch uncharacteristically.

"I've changed, Connor. I don't know what happened, but I'm not the same person I was before." She smiled, her eyes bright and her voice sweet. "I only have one goal now… and that's to help people. I came back here so that I could help."

Before Connor could say anything else, Lester rushed in and ordered his men to take Helen and lock her up until he came to, quote: "Investigate her suspicious intentions." Helen went with the soldiers happily… what had happened to her? She was acting like a nutter that had come straight from happy-pill-hour at the Looney bin.

As they took her away Connor yelled after her desperately. "What are you playing at, Helen?"

She turned her head back to look at him and called out her answer. "Nothing. I've been reborn, Connor… I just wish Nick was here with me." Connor was stunned. This had to be some sort of trick; people don't just change like that.

He stood there, speechless, as the doors separated him from Helen. Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder, and when he looked up he saw Abby standing next to him. "You alright, Con?" He didn't answer. "It's going to be alright, yeah?" She rubbed her hand on his shoulder to comfort him. "Lester's going to find out what she's doing here and we'll take care of this, Con. We won't let Helen hurt anyone else, I promise. We've got her here, so we'll just lock her up and she'll never see daylight again." Abby smiled at him a little.

Connor nodded, putting his hand on hers and looking into her eyes. He felt safer when he was with Abby… like she was meant to be in his life. Connor very nearly felt his eyes water, and apparently his face portrayed the emotion and Abby noticed. She gave him an almost shocked looked but didn't question what was wrong, she just wrapped her arms around him in a hug.

"It's going to be okay, Connor. I'm here for you… no matter what," she reassured him. He felt a tear run down his cheek; he couldn't imagine his life without Abby, he didn't even want to imagine his life without her. He held her tight in his arms for a moment.

He felt better when he finally let her go. "Thanks Abs," he said, wiping a tear from his face. "I needed that."

She smiled. "I know." After a minute, something hit her. "Oh! I forgot to tell you. Cutter came back! He was badly wounded when Becker and a few others found him. The anomaly he'd come out of closed almost immediately afterwards."

"What? Where is he now?" Connor asked, slightly confused.

"They took him to Dr. Scott so he could help his wounds." Connor started toward the doors, but Abby caught him by the arm and spun him back to face her. "Connor… it doesn't look too good for him. I don't think you want to go see Cutter. I'm worried about you, Con. I don't know that you could take it if something happened to him again. You've been sort of… unraveling, lately."

He shook his head, even though he knew she was right. "I'm fine." Pulling his arm out of her grip, Connor walked through the large doors of the ARC and started down the long corridor. Halfway to the hospital room, a random door opened beside him and a hand flew out, grabbing Connor and pulling him into the room and making him shriek in shock.

The hand covered Connor's mouth when he was in the room. The door shut and the whole room was dark, except for a small hanging lamp… they were in a storage closet. He felt hot breath breathe down his neck and make the hairs stand up. Connor struggled to get free of the person's grip but it was no use in trying; they were obviously stronger than he was… whoever they were.

He felt the hot breath on his ear as the person spoke to him. "Hello Connor… remember me?" The voice was familiar, but obviously strained as to not give away who it was. The person was playing games with Connor, messing with his head. He shook his head, answering the question. The person laughed. "You should. Because I very well remember you, and I know I'm not that forgettable… seeing as how I gave you these." The person grabbed Connor's arm with their free hand and pressed into the cuts that were there under the bandaging, making Connor scream a muffled shriek of agony.

"You couldn't have forgotten old C. now could you?" He laughed in Connor's ear and whispered, "You killed me, and now… now you're gonna pay, along with Dian and her father. I will get my revenge on all you bastards," C. growled.

Alex dropped the gun to the pavement. He couldn't take it anymore. He'd just shot Nick Cutter, he's lost the love of his life, and his brain is steadily being taken over by some database computer that was uploaded into it. Thing is… his actions don't seem like something that would be provoked by just a database computer. Someone has to be giving the computer commands, or else he wouldn't be doing these things.

Alex had only one last chance at turning everything around; he had to try to figure out what was going on, but more importantly… he had to get rid of the future anomalies he'd just opened.

"Mr. Winchester!" one of the soldiers called. "I think you should come see this!"

He ran over to the man and looked at the small portable television he was holding. On the screen was BBC one news, and it was showing how future anomalies were opened around the entire country… so it wasn't just Area 51. This was much worse than he'd thought. Much, much worse.

Throwing a gun at Jason, Alex stalked out into the open grass. "What are you doing?" Jason called after him, holding the gun awkwardly like he didn't know what to do with it.

"I'm going to fix the mess I created. And you, Jason… you're going to make sure those creatures don't get out of the building." He turned to face Jason. "I'm leaving that up to you. Make sure that no matter what, those things don't get out, do you understand?" Jason swallowed hard but nodded. "Good. Now stand back," Alex demanded.

He concentrated as hard as he could, feeling an unbearable pain right before an anomaly opened in front of him. He rubbed under his nose and saw blood on his hand when he pulled it back. Ignoring the nose bleed, he stepped through the shining light, and found himself in the parallel reality. He was back at the ARC and everyone immediately noticed him come through the anomaly, which closed only two seconds later, leaving him in this alternate world.

He stood up straight and tried to look confident when the ARC soldiers confronted him. "I need to speak with Connor Temple," he demanded. Dian had told him so much about Connor in the past week since she had come home. He felt like he knew him just as well as she did. Alex knew that he was the right person to get to help with closing the anomalies and getting rid of those future predators. But he defiantly hadn't expected the soldiers reply to his demand.

"High Lord Temple doesn't speak with otherworlders. Our lord only speaks to those he wishes to speak to! You do not demand to see him; he demands to see you if he wants," one of the soldiers informed him.

"High Lord Temple? Your lord? I know he's supposed to be a genius, but… really," Alex exclaimed, stunned.

The ARC soldier cocked his gun and pointed it at Alex's head. "We take him to the holding prison until Lord Temple gives orders," he informed the rest of the soldiers. They started pushing Alex towards a room in which they shoved him into. It was a dark, damp, dungeon-like room covered in moss and… blood.

"Where the hell am I?" he whispered to himself when the soldiers had locked him in and left.

"You're in Lord Temple's designated research facility," a soft voice said from the shadows. When the young woman came into the light, Alex saw who it was. It was Abby Maitland. She wore a shirt with the words, 'Our Lord Connor Temple!' on it and a picture of Connor giving the Vulcan "live long and prosper" sign. Abby looked like she was kept in this room a lot; her hair was wet and she was pale, as if she'd not seen sunlight for the longest time.

Alex swallowed. "Um… what year is it?"

"What a stupid question," she answered. "2018, the 9th year of our Lord Temple's reign," she added. She sounded brainwashed. Smiling, she lost herself in thought, she just repeated, "All hail Lord Temple!" over and over again…

He defiantly hadn't come to the right reality. Whoever is controlling Alex's brain, obviously doesn't want him to go back to that other reality…

TBC in Chapter 7!

Okay, sorry it's kinda short. But look! C. is back! (Cue dramatic music)

And Helen is... a bit weird. Has she really changed? Perhaps she finally snapped and went crazy? Or is possibly just playing with everyones heads?

Haha "High Lord Temple"... I just had to make that happen! :D I bet Alex is going to have some fun in that reality... this one should be interesting.

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