It has been a week since Delta had been brought to this world and I was sitting in front of the computer preparing to bring the next being through. Delta was hovering behind me in his solid form, watching me work. "Are you sure you made the right choice in whom to bring out next?" He asked me.

"Yes. Caboose knows, and trusts, you. So you are the best to help him understand what has happened to him and convince him that he has to help," I told the logic A.I. I started the program and within moments the swirling vortex was open and widening. I looked away as the expected flash erupted from the vortex.

When my gaze returned to the chamber a figure in full blue body armor with a MA5B Assault Rifle in his hands was standing up. The figure took one look at me and backed himself into a corner of the chamber. He shouldered his rifle and fired a few rounds into the wall of chamber, right in front of my face. Fortunately for me, the only thing that happened was a trio of colors appeared in front of my eyes. Caboose looked at his gun and said "Aw crap, I forgot that some of my clips still have crayons in them!"

I looked at Delta, puzzled. The person sounded like Michael J. Caboose, but was way too smart to be him.

"Before you ask, no, you didn't accidently bring out someone else out. The Friend or Foe tag, and all biometric data matches. Caboose must have had enough time away from A.I.s that his mind must have recovered and even improved itself," the logic A.I. told me.

I keyed the comm. for the chamber. "Caboose, I know you are confused. But I've got someone here who can explain what is going on," I told the frightened Blue. I nodded to Delta, who opened the door into the chamber and walked toward Caboose. I walked by the door, closing and locking it, as I made my way to the kitchen to prepare lunch for myself and Caboose when he got out.

Back inside the chamber, Caboose had his crayon filled rifle aimed right between Delta's eyes. "You may look like Delta, but you can't be him. He was destroyed with all the other A.I.'s, except for Epsilon and Tex, in the EMP at Freelancer Command." he said with an uneasy edge in his voice.

The A.I. nodded, seeing what Caboose was thinking. "Okay, so just ask me anything that only the true Delta would know." Delta told the suspicious Blue.

"Okay, then. What was the message Delta left for Alpha to find in my mind, and who originally had Delta assigned to him?" Caboose asked.

"Memory is the key and Freelancer New York." said Delta matter-of-factly.

Caboose looked at Delta in shock and slowly slid himself down the wall until he was sitting on the cold floor with his head in his hands. "How is this possible? Once my mind recovered Wash and I went to all the off-site storage facilities and even searched through the command center for any sign of the other A.I.'s. We searched for three years and never found any sign that they survived the EMP. So how is it that you are here?" he asked.

"Apparently John, the one who brought both of us here, can grab us from any point in time. He grabbed me right before the E.M.P. hit the Meta in Freelancer Command, and you, many years after our encounter. Do tell me of your adventures after I left you." Delta said.

An hour later, I walked back to my lab to see how the two of them were getting along. I unlocked the door and walked in to the end of a conversation. "And then we dressed Wash in Epsilon's armor so that he wouldn't go back to jail. Then the Reds stole a Hornet to get back to Valhalla and we ended up paying close to 100,000 credits, though Donut ended up destroying it a week after they stole it." Caboose told the A.I.

I cleared my throat, catching their attention. They looked up at me. "Sorry to interrupt you two catching up, but lunch is ready." I told them. They helped each other up and together the three of us left the lab.