They agreed to keep looking through the time stream to see if they could spot any more anomalies. Basil kept a hand on his stomach afraid the pain would return. An alarm went off in 1490. Chip had a worried and happy look on his face.

"What's the anomaly?" Chip faced JB, his body slightly shaking. Basil never liked the middle ages. He always found everyone idiotic and incapable of doing anything for themselves. He always understood why things happened but never understood the 'why'. If this anomaly meant actually going there they would always be charging at each other. Dad had his head down over the Elucidator, his face smashed in puzzlement.

"I don't know. It won't tell me." He answered.

"Well let's go and find out!" Chip said almost giddy. Dad gave him a hard look, then shook his head.

"I don't think you should Chip."

"But we'll need his help when were over there!" Johan instantly argued. Chip nodded franticly supporting Johan.

"Besides it's like what – five years after Edward died. And we'll still have invisibility won't we?" Katherine raise her arms pointing at him. Chip winced when she mentioned that Edward was dead.

"That's right we didn't try invisibility on our last trip!" Johan added before Dad got a chance to speak. He looked down at the Elucidator then back up.

"It's that we'll be invisible but that's not the reason. Chip I know you remember how bent you were on getting the crown before." Chip turned pale but Dad continued. "I just don't think you're mentally able to do this."

"I'll be fine! Really!" He reassured him. But Basil could pick out the uncertainty in his voice.

"Alright." Dad gave in. He tapped the screen for a few seconds and they were traveling through time again. A hand fell on his shoulder. He recognized the soft and steadiness of his dad.

"Basil how are you doing?" His voice was genital.

"I'm fine…And if I feel any pain I'll tell you right away." This was enough to relax Dad and himself to a certain degree. Dad will take care of me if it happens again. His hand stayed on his shoulder till the light of 1490 rushed to greet them.

As Johan, Chip, and Katherine got over their time sickness he was scoping out the landing zone. Matt had a mild case but got over it fast. For some unknown reason he didn't get the sickness this time or the last. The moment they landed he could feel the moon again. They were tucked in a side street looking crystalized. Chip was the first of the three to be back on his feet. His faced beamed as he looked around at the stone walls and streets. He still didn't trust Chip to be back in this timeframe. He could still the kid dreaming of wearing the crown. Chip was too much of liability hazard. Dad had the same uncertain look on his face as well. I hope Dad knows what he's doing. Basil sighed, of course there's nothing else he can to do but hope.

"It feels weird being back here without Rich- er I mean Alex." Chip commented looking around the corner were people were buzzing around doing their own thing. Katherine propped herself up by her elbows. Johan was on his feet offering his sister a hand.

"Alright let's go. Chip I need you to keep an extra close eye to help me spot anything wrong. And I mean with time not politics." Dad looked him dead in the making sue he understood.

"Come on then!" Chip eagerly ran into the street. This was already not starting very well. If he didn't like the medieval ages he really didn't like it now. The rancid small coming from the vendors and street was bad enough to make his stomach sick. If whatever is going on isn't going to take my stomach, this sure might! Chip was running around from stand to stand like a kid at a circus. The sight of a little kid, about a toddler, with his arms reaching upwards to his mother added to the image. A small whine escaped his mouth, his pleaded to be held. When he was about this kid's age he'd done the same thing. I guess somethings are just human instincts. The mother scooped him up, his legs wrapping around her thin waist and his arm around her neck.

"All of this was supposed to have been mine." Chip said once they were out of the crowd.

"No it wasn't." Dad's voice soft almost sympathetic, almost. "Remember you were supposed to have originally died five years ago even in normal time." Basil could tell his voice was like that because he didn't want to be overheard.

"I'll never understand why people are willing shed their own or other people's blood for a hunk of metal." Basil blurted out before he realized what he said.

"What do you mean by that?" Chip said instantly mad. He thinks I'm insulting his time's culture... Am I? Basil kept his calm composers like he would normally do against Marris.

"I just don't get why people actually go to war to be the most hated man in the country. Think about, if something goes wrong who's the first to be blamed? The king. Those who died peacefully knew that people hated him and feared from it." Chip looked ready to plunge a sword into him. Basil knew it didn't matter how mad he was, he wasn't going to do anything. Not without destroying time completely. Katherine gripped his arm.

"Chip that's just his opinion don't get so worked up." She tried to reason with him. The glare softened but the anger remained in his eyes. Even if he did live long enough to be king he wouldn't have last long with that short fuse. Basil studied Chip's expression. He wants to insult me back but he doesn't know anything. He knows nothing about my time and he can't insult the twenty-first century because that's where he lives. For right now it was game, set, match.