A/N: Here's the next chapter! Thanks a bunch to everyone who's reviewed or even just read this story :D I do really like reviews though! Hint…

Also, to The Mocking J: They do need to stop ditching her, don't they? Totally not fair. And to GeorgiexxxSuarez: Oh. Bet that's awkward…

I'm going to apologise now for skipping a lot and jumping from scene to scene between chapters in Lost Future. I kinda have to, or it'll basically be a story version of the game with some extra bits. Hope I'm not confusing anyone.

The Professor, Luke and Flora were on their way to meet up with Future Luke in the park observatory. The other two had explained the situation to Flora beforehand, and she did understand the danger, but having yet to experience the Family firsthand she wasn't quite as worried as her companions- and she was still feeling rather awkward around Luke. 'We can't carry on being like this around each other because of a… silly dare. That's all it was- avoiding an argument. No feelings or anything involved. So it's silly for us to be so embarrassed about it. I'll just have to talk to him about it. Yeah. I'll talk to him, when this adventure is over, of course.'

With that settled in her mind, Flora was slightly more at ease, and her thoughts drifted slightly to the subject of this 'Future Luke'. He'd be about… 25, she guessed. Would he recognise her? How different would he be from her Luke? Assuming, of course, that this was the future. But the Professor and Luke seemed convinced, and she trusted them, so it must be. But it was so different! The buildings, the atmosphere, everything! Of course, a lot could happen in ten years…

Luke was still a little uncomfortable around his friend, especially since his realisation that yes, he did like Flora. A sudden thought occurred to him: Big Luke was his future, right? So he could ask him what happened in the future with him and Flora. Come to think of it, he hadn't seen anyone who vaguely looked like a Future Flora anywhere. He'd have to ask Big Luke about that too. Surely Flora would still be in London? 'I mean, she can't be… dead… in this time… can she? No. Big Luke wouldn't let that happen. I won't let that happen'.

The trio approached the observatory where they were to meet Future Luke. The puzzle lock on the door was, of course, no match for the great Professor Layton, so they had no trouble getting in. And stood there was a young man who looked like the result of if someone had taken Luke and stretched him to make him taller, and given him more experience, an older face and new clothes.

"Ah, Professor, Little Luke, you're back. And who… Flora?" He asked, unable to keep the shock out of his voice. A slightly deeper, older voice than Luke's. "Ah, Flora, I almost didn't recognise you there." He continued, trying to seem in control but with his voice still slightly shaky. "I wasn't expecting you to come with them."

"Hello, Luke. Older Luke. Big Luke. Wow. This is so strange… You're really 25 year old Luke?" Flora asked breathlessly. Her best friend, but the future him… It was like something in a science fiction book.

Big Luke just laughed. "Yes, Flora, I am. Anyway, I've managed to do some reconnaissance around Chinatown in your absence…" The conversation drifted into topics of guards and puzzle locks, and ways to gain access to the Chinatown and then the Towering Pagoda. Flora followed a lot of it, but some of it she didn't understand due to having missed out on part of the adventure. She couldn't help but notice Big Luke sending furtive glances her way.

On their way to the casino to get the parrot to recognise Bostro's voice, she saw her chance.

"Big Luke?" She was timid and shy. She didn't know if he'd answer her question- or if the answer was something she wanted to know.

"I assume you're going to ask me about your future self." Luke's future self spoke matter of factly, with no emotion, in a monotone. He had known she would ask. Of course- who wouldn't?

"Yes. Is there… Is there a future Flora in this time? Where am I- where is she?" Neither looked at each other. They just carried on walking behind the Professor and Little Luke, voices low.

"You always were curious." He sighed. "I'm afraid I can't tell you. Just like how I can't tell Little Luke how this investigation turns out, even though it happened to me ten years ago as him. If I tell you, you'll be wanting to know every detail of the past ten years, and we've messed with time enough by bringing you three here." A grim chuckle. "We're trying to avoid the creation of a time machine. Let's not mess with the flow of time more than we have to."

Flora nodded slowly. She understood- she'd prefer to know, but she understood.

"Can you tell me one thing though? What happens… Luke and I… Are we…"

"I know what you're getting at." He smiled, a broad grin. "And I'm not telling you. Spoilers!"

"You're more like him than you seemed at first, you know." She didn't need to clarify who she meant.

"Of course I'm like him. I am him."

"That's true. But at first you seemed so different from the Luke I know. All grown up and serious and confident and slightly sarcastic. Now, though, I can see it. It's weird and strange and impossible and crazy, but you are Future Luke."

There was a long pause. Then Big Luke said, "Impossible may be the wrong word choice there, Flora."

A/N: So much dialogue! I'm sorry! And thought-tracking. I used a lot of that last chapter, and it returned this chapter… Sorry.

See ya next chapter!