Here's the forth chapter, I hope you enjoy it... :D

Changing the Future

"I—What? You... Chloe? Huh?" Andrew spluttered. "Do you, uh, know Chloe?" He pointed to Young Me, who was still starring at me.

I gave a humourless laugh. "Yeah, you could say that. Now please untie me because I'm sure my ankle's either broken or sprained when you," I look at Simon, "threw me into the bookshelf."

"I uh, I um, s-sorry?" Spluttered Simon. He moved to untie the rope but Andrew pulled him back.

"No, stay back," Andrew pulled Simon back. "It could be a trick. It—she might not be who we think she is. She could be a shape shifter working for the Edison Group."

I sighed. "This is going to be a long day," I mumbled to myself.

"Just so we're clear," Tori said. "We all think this-this person is either Chloe or connected to Chloe in some way? It's not just me? Is she related to you Chloe? Do you know her?" Everybody turned to look at Young Me.

"I... don't know. She, um, looks like m-my m-mum. But t-that's i-impossible."

What I—Young Me—said completely shocked me. Do I really look like my mother? I never thought of that. Simon walks over to Young Me and squeezes my—her—hand. I forgot Simon used to like me around this time. This is going to be so awkward.

"Are you, uh, Chloe's, err, mother?" Andrew asks awkwardly.

"Uh, no. No I'm not."

"Who are you then?"

I pursed my lips. I'm still not sure I should tell them. Yes, it's obvious but still... Oh might as well, I've got nothing to lose. "Chloe Saunders."

Young Me gasped again, Derek let out a breath, Tori and Simon's eyes widened and Andrew raised an eyebrow.

"Really?" Andrew asked in a disbelieving voice.

I frown at him. "Yes... Don't believe me, Andrew?"

Andrew raises his head and narrows his eyes.

"Fine," I look at everyone in the room. "Someone ask me a question only I—Chloe—would know."

Everybody's quiet, just staring at me in a daze. "Well ask a question then," I say impatiently.

"When I was three," Young Me starts and everyone turns to look at me—her. "There were three ghosts in the basement of my old house, what were there names?"

Of course nobody knows this, just me and my mom.
"They were, Mrs. Hobb, Mrs. Miller and Mr. Drake. There was also a man behind the furnace, hanging from the ceiling."

They all waited for Young Me's approval. "Yes, t-that's right. Only I knew that, I didn't tell anyone. Not even my Dad or Aunt Lauren."

"So... so you're Chloe? Chloe from...? Where did you say you were from?" Simon asks.

"I didn't."

"Well where are you from then? The future?"

Finally, I thought they'll never get it. "Yep, the future."

"Whoa, that's so cool. How far back have you gone?"

"Five years—look I would love to answer questions all morning, but my ankle is killing me. Will you please untie me now?"

Everybody turned to Andrew for confirmation. He still looked cautious but nodded all the same. Simon quickly rushed over and started to untie me. "Sorry about your ankle."

"It's nothing, don't worry about it." As I said it he finished untying me. I lifted up my right ankle and rested it on my knee. "Sprained, not broken" I stood up and put my weight on my left foot.

"Do you have any weapons on you?" Andrew asks, looking me up and down.

"Chloe? Weapons? Don't make me laugh," Tori jeered.

"Well do you?" He asks again.

Slowly I reached behind my back and pulled out my two glocks and put them on the chair behind me. I looked up and everybody's face was a mask of shock. Andrew coming out of his daze walks behind me and takes my guns.

"I'm gonna want those back," I said. "In fact, why am I still here? I need to get going, I'll find what I need somewhere else. My weapons please," I held out my hand.

Andrew shook his head, "I don't trust you, sorry."

"Fair enough," I lowered my hand. "But I still need to go and I need those."

"Why would you need a gun? Why are you here?"

"I can't tell you that. I can't tell people of the past about the future," I said shaking my head.

"Oh well that's no fun," Tori whined.

I looked at her. "I'm not here for fun. I got something to do and you're all in my way and wasting time."

Tori just raised her eyebrows at me.

"Well, um, maybe we can help you?" Simon said.

"No, it's too dangerous."

"Well at least let us help you with your ankle and have some food?" He persisted. Against my better judgement, I smiled at him.

I sighed, "I'll stay for a little while," I turned to look at Andrew. "But if anything happens that shouldn't—and I know what happens—I'm going."

I small look of alarm appeared on his face but as soon as it came, it went. He just nodded and said, "The first aid kits in the bathroom, I'll go get it, you stay here." He walked out the room to the bathroom.

As soon as he was out the room I collapsed in the chair and put my head in my hands.

"You look tired," Tori stated.

"I am tired. I haven't slept since I got here."

"How did you get here?" Derek finally spoke. "I've never heard of a time travelling supernatural."

I wasn't prepared for the reaction his voice had on me. I jerked my head up and started to splutter. "I, um, got—what?"

"How did you get here? To the past?" He looked at me like I was slow.

"Portal—I got here through a portal, it was science not supernatural."

"That's cool. You came all by yourself?" Simon asks. His eyes sparkled with excitement and interest.

"I, uh, yeah, I came by myself," noticing my little slip he frowned but didn't ask.

"S-so... if you're me from the f-future, you know e-everything that happens to us, up until the moment you left the future?" Young Me asked.

I nodded.

"But you can't tell us what's going to h-happen b-because...?"

"If I change the past I can change the future, I could either make it worse or make it better. Either way it's dangerous."

Tori was just about to ask a question but Andrew came in with the med kit. "Which foot is it?" He asks me.

I pointed to my right foot. "I don't think it's too—BAD. Ouch."

"I hardly touched it," he bandaged it up; all the while it hurt like crazy. "Can you walk on it?" he asks.

I stand up, shift my weight onto my left and try to walk but collapse onto Derek. I quickly get up and fall back into the chair. I hide my face with my hair, praying that nobody sees my blush. All these years and I still blush like a little girl

"I really am sorry about your ankle," Simon apologise again.

"Its fine," I smile at him, despite the pain.

"Well it is bad. Whatever you were planning to do will have to wait. You need to keep off the foot."

I look at him in alarm. "No, oh no, no, I have to go, I have to finish what I started as soon as possible."

"On a hurt ankle? Well you can try but I don't think you'll get very far," he chuckled to himself.

I groaned and put my head in my hands. My ankle did hurt and, it's true, I wouldn't get very far. Looks like I'm stuck here until my ankles better. "Looks like you'll be seeing a lot of me then."

"Yes, yes we will," Andrew mused. "There are plenty of rooms you can stay in one of them. But now I think it's best we all eat, yes?"

"Yeah, I'm starving," Simon seemed to be taking this the best.

"When aren't you starving? C'mon then," Derek said moving out the room, followed by Tori, then a bemused looking Young Me and then Andrew.

"You need some help with your ankle? It's my fault your hurt," Simon asked.

"Yeah, I'd love some help," I said sticking out my hand for him to take.

"Great," he smiled. "I mean, yeah ok." He took my hand, pulled my arm around his shoulder and I limped out the room with Simon supporting me.

The stairs were particularly difficult but we got there in the end and entered the kitchen. As soon as we entered the room fell silent. Not hard to guess who they were talking about. I let go of Simon and hopped over to a chair, next to Simon. He seems to be the only one who's comfortable with me. For breakfast it's scrambled eggs on toast and orange juice. Everybody sits in uncomfortable silence, eating their breakfast. Not being able to stand the silence I say something.

"So... what's everyone doing today?"

They all look at me startled.

"We're, um, having our lessons with our mentors today," Simon answerd.

I chuckled to myself at the memory and have a forkful of eggs. "Well good luck with that."

Me, Tori and Simon all look at me, worried with my little comment. Whoops.

Well that's the last of the dailey updates but I'll try to update as soon as I can. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and please REVIEW!
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