A/N: Here we are again for the beginning of a new rollercoaster of God knows what at this point, lol. This series, it's plot, has been stuck in my mind like the Song (We Don't Talk About Bruno) and therefore writing this has been a passion to me while also being like crack so whoo for the inspiration bug still kicking! The ending here.. Yeah I kinda ran out of all logical ways to just end a Prologue except two, the revelation of Veronica's real relation to Nick and the bombshell that Nick never knew Sameera was confirmed pregnant. I chose the latter of the two because the freak out I wrote during the Veronica revelation sounded right and just not the end I wanted but oh well. Also, it might be sci-fi bullshit, but the science ranting during said freak out made enough sense to me *shrugs*. Enjoy.

Prologue

The Wheel Turned Back

December 25th, 1997..

"..Ica! Ronnie! Veronica! Get up, will you? It's already late and it's Christmas." Came a voice seventeen year old Veronica Fitch didn't recognize as her eyes opened to a sight she had never thought she would see again. Then she saw the face of a girl who looked more like Veronica's parents than she herself did, looking down at her. "Finally! Come on, mom and dad won't let me open anything unless you're downstairs, too."

Despite not knowing who this girl was, Veronica indeed knew her. This was her younger sister Bianca, a sister who hadn't existed the first time she had lived through.. wait, she said it was Christmas? "What year is it?!" She asked groggily, trying to figure out what was going on.

"Very funny, Ronnie. It's still nineteen ninety-seven, duh!"

1997? That can't be.. Yesterday I.. She gasped mentally at the sudden realization she remembered her time as the other side of Rhonda, the climactic battle against Afton and.. kissing Nick before her spirit had faded away. But now, that seemed less likely as she was most definitely alive again, recognizing her old bedroom. Alright, Veronica, take a breath and just act this out. We've been here before, just not with a little sister. But then, if I'm here after fading away, then did my spirit attach to Nick? No, then he would be.. here.. As if thinking about the boy had unlocked a new branch of the abilities she had only just began to understand, she suddenly felt Nick, but she couldn't pinpoint exactly where. "Alright, I'm up. Let me get dressed and I'll be right down to open presents, alright sis?" She smiled, the younger girl beaming at her and nodding as she turned heel and rushed back out of the room. "I'll find you, Nick. Wherever you are. You would do the same for me." She promised herself as she went to get ready for the holiday.

Later that day, around the early afternoon, found Veronica wandering through town, trying to find where Nick's energy- as she surmised- was calling out to her from. She knew she was close when the signal itself appeared in her mind with the brightness of the sun, but froze when she opened her eyes to see where it was originating from. "Oh, come on!" She groaned as she looked at the building still being built, the name of the place already put up on the structure that seemed maybe a couple of weeks away from opening: Freddy Fazbear's Pizza Place. Unfortunately for Veronica, she couldn't find a way in as the site was locked up with not one but two different fences, both locked tightly with thick padlocks.

"Of course it would be here. Fuck, Nick.. You're lucky I love you." She grumbled, making her way back into the main part of town, possibly to find some way to apply for a part-time job at the pizzeria. It seemed her best option to figure out why she was back and awake while it seemed Nick wasn't, even though she Definitely knew she could feel him through whatever means that connected their abilities to one another.

April 5th, 1998..

I really hate having to work this job while waiting for him to show up.. Veronica thought as she waited table after table of loud children and their equally boisterous parents. It had been a little over three months since she had woken up back in her bed, the knowledge of an entire lifetime lived stuck in her head in a time that was both familiar and not. She had a better relationship with her parents this time around, at least somewhat. Bianca tended to Garner more than her fair share of love from their parentals, but Veronica was just happy to see her family again. I don't know why things are different, but I can't say it's unwelcome.

Suddenly, a scream sounded from the ball pit across the dining room, and Veronica saw children scrambling out like a monster was attacking them. Then she saw the probably cause, a single teenage boy standing in the center of the ball pit, wearing a familiar outfit and looking confused as fuck at where he was. "Nick?" She whispered before stepping closer to the ball pit. "Nick!" She called again, and this time he looked at her, his face expressing full-on shock.

"What the hell is going on out here?!" Came the voice of the restaurant manager, Dave Miller as he walked out of the management office.

"It's just my boyfriend playing a bad prank on me, Mr. Miller. Isn't that right, babe?" Veronica said, watching Nick as the boy from the future nodded.

"Yes, sir. Sorry about that. I actually came in yesterday but I guess Ronnie had already left by then. I must have passed out after the three day hiking trip I've been on with my family, and then just woke up now. How I've been safe with kids probably running all over my body is anyone's guess." He shrugged, laughing it off.

Dave frowned, humming. "Well, I expect it not to happen again. Veronica, ten minute break."

"Yes, Mr. Miller." Veronica said, taking Nick's hand and bringing him out the front doors to the car her parents had gotten her for Christmas, a very surprising but welcome gift, Veronica had to admit.

Once outside and out of range of the cameras posted by the front doors, Veronica wrapped her arms around Nick. "Finally! I've been waiting for months for you to finally show up in that damned ball pit. Nick, do you know where you are?"

Nick nodded slowly, taking in the building in front of them. "This is still Crystal Springs, and that is where the Pizzaplex will be built in another decade or two." He pointed to the restaurant. "And it's also twenty-four years in my past, further than my own birth! Ronnie, the fuck is going on?!"

Veronica sighed. "Honestly? I only know so much, but things are different now than my first time living these days. I mean, I have a job now, and working for Afton himself to boot."

"Wait, what do you mean? Are you talking about that Dave guy?"

Veronica nodded. "Yeah, he's using an alias this time around, but I'd recognize Afton without a suit on any day. I'm surprised the owner let him even work here at all." Nick was still confused so she elaborated a bit further. "Henry Emily is the owner of this Fazbear location, and from what I remember from your searching of the town history, then this is supposed to be where your uncle Mike worked and thought he had finished his father off at, but obviously that either hasn't happened or it's an example of even more being changed this time around."

"This time? Wait, Veronica, that's you, isn't it? At least, the you we all knew in twenty twenty-one?" Veronica nodded. "How long did you say you've been waiting for me to appear? And how did you come back to the past if you were supposed to have fully faded away? I saw your spirit leave this world."

"I know, Nicky. I know.." She stated, holding one hand in the other over her chest. "I don't know why or how I came back here, but now I know what was supposed to originally happen while being able to, hopefully, use the changes in this new version of my life to make everything better. For all of us, not just you kids in the future."

"Hey, chin up, Ronnie. Whatever brought us back, we'll figure it out. We're both smart little peas in a pod, according to Mr. Tyme."

The sentiment made Veronica smile, even as she pushed her glasses up further onto the bridge of her nose. "I guess that's true. I'm sorry you were dragged back here, though. You had every right to be able to just go back home and instead you're stuck here. With me." She didn't want to sound depressed at having Nick there with her, but she also felt the guilt gnaw at her. You should be back in 2021 with Sameera. Her and your baby need you more than I do.

Veronica wasn't prepared for Nick's next question, as it turned out he had heard her thoughts for a moment. "What baby? Sameera isn't.. Fuck."

Meanwhile, April 4th, 2022..

Sameera groaned as she stood up from her bed, sighing as she looked down at her now large stomach. "You, little one, are such a pain. I wish your daddy was here."

"Oh, you are up. Breakfast is ready, if you think she'll let you eat today." Said Rhonda from the doorway to what used to be Nick's bedroom, now without Veronica but not without her own issues now. Veronica forcing her spirit out of Rhonda to protect Nick had fractured Rhonda's mind a bit, the girl now suffering from minor dissociative identity disorder where a remnant of Veronica would surface and otherwise just be Veronica around them until Rhonda managed to rein herself back in. It was quite weird, what with Rhonda also retaining all of Veronica's memories and knowing every little detail she had, even those Sameera or the others didn't yet know about the past.

"Thanks, Ro. Do you think.. Nah."

"What's on your mind, hun?" Rhonda asked, Veronica coming out as that facet of Rhonda's identity tended to refer to Sameera as.

"You think Nick went back to the nineties when he fell into that ball pit? I mean, there's no other way I can even think that would explain how Nick wound up in Veronica's past and otherwise disappeared from now without a trace. But, it makes even less sense for that to be what happened because how the fuck could it be possible?"

It was then Rose appeared in the doorway, having moved in a month or so earlier. "Hey, Sameera, stop over exerting your brain, alright? You've been pretty prone to migraines and honestly it doesn't matter how Nick wound up in the past, if that is what happened. The real question is how can he get back?"

"I know, I just.. I miss him, girls."

"We know you do, we all miss him. Anton won't even leave the Workshop anymore, although I was going to try sending Katie down to talk to him."

Rhonda shook her head. "Send Rachel. I think our little Anton's finally figuring out his feelings, because Rachel is the only other Head that he'll listen to for the most part these days. And is Elizabeth home?"

"Yeah, she just got back from the principal's, I think. She's been making sure his body isn't completely failing him, yet, just in case we have another Afton problem that an animatronic-enhanced human could come in handy for. Why?"

"Because Nick left the lock for the Workshop in her memory, so she's the only way I can get down there. Nick's computer down there came with the building when we bought it. I wouldn't be surprised if it has something from Nick on it."

"Desperation is just a running theme with us survivors, isn't it? Meera, you need to move on from being stuck on finding Nick and just live for you and the baby. Please. We're all worried about you getting self-destructive from all this."

Sameera huffed, but nodded. "Alright, fine. I'm still looking through that damn computer, though."

"Later, mama. For now, let's get you and the little one fed, yeah?" Rose smiled as she left the doorway, leaving Rhonda and Sameera alone, Rhonda holding her head.

"You two still alright in there, Ro?" She asked her best friend, who nodded.

"Yeah, but.. I don't know, something's up. These memories of Veronica's? They've been changing, bit by bit. Honestly, I think I'm even seeing things she experienced in college, which is definitely outside her original living timeline, having died before graduating from what she told us back in November."

"Maybe they're just merging up with your own memories? Both minds becoming one whole one again? Just with jumbled memories."

"Maybe. Either way, I think you may be right about the computer. The damn thing is ancient, so if Nick did obtain it in the nineties and planted it here for us without us knowing beforehand, then you have a point and we need to check through it."

"Alright, so we'll go through it later. Right now, we should go down before they send Vanessa up next." Sameera giggled.

"Yeah, Ness will just drag you downstairs and force you to eat whether you want the food or not." Rhonda joined in the laughter as they both left the room, Sameera gazing on the picture of herself and Nick, a photo from only last year, but with all the shit they had been in since it was taken, it felt like ten years had instead passed since those simple, happier days. The bright side was that, as Nick had promised, Afton was completely gone, confirmed by the Heads after the battle and thereafter disappearance of Nick.

1998..

It was now late, almost ten pm by the time Veronica came back out of the pizzeria, finished with her shift and greeting the night guard of the place, Nick's uncle himself, as she pushed the doors open to leave. As she climbed into the driver's seat, she smiled at Nick. "Sorry, I asked for the full shift because I never knew exactly when you would wind up here."

"It's alright. So that was uncle Mike, huh?"

"Yeah. I think he already suspects something is up with me, judging by the way he always looks at me like he's trying to figure out a crossword puzzle or something."

"We'll talk to him when we think we have to. What about missing children? Or teens? God knows Afton doesn't discriminate by age at this point in his serial killer career."

"Strangely quiet, actually. I think the last report was before Thanksgiving last year, which is also a bit different than before. Before I was taken and killed, there were a good three or four taken between the holiday and now."

Nick nodded. "Fair enough. So what else has changed? You kept saying before that this isn't the same timeline you lived through already, with me apparently."

Veronica gave him a small smile. "I can't say about everything that's changed, but I have a sister now. And my parents and I have a much better relationship than we did the first time. I'm actually kind of happy with how my life is right now, except for working for him."

"I know, but you have to remember that you're better than you were then. This time, you can stop him from manipulating your bad past because technically, it isn't bad anymore."

"I guess you have a point, and I know he won't touch me with you nearby."

"Yeah, like he even knows me in this timeline. Although I guess he might if you and I are anything to go by."

Veronica almost slammed her foot on the brake. "Wait, you don't think he came back here with us, do you?"

Nick shook his head. "No, I don't. It wouldn't make sense, we both watched all of his essence explode into nothing. He's gone, as far as Glitchtrap is concerned. Now, all we have to deal with is the original Afton, purple vest and everything."

"Oh, so you noticed the weird purple fanaticism?"

"I can't ignore it. Even his own Remnant aura was purple. At least the levels of natural Remnant in this time is significantly lower than my time. It's nice not seeing it everywhere."

"I guess that's true, although you're the only one of us who can see it like that. So.. um.." Veronica was blushing now. "Where are you going to stay?"

Nick looked at her as if he had just realized he was a man out of time. "Shit, you're right. Well, answer me something, then, because it's been running through my head since I woke up in that ball pit."

"Alright, what?" Veronica looked at him as they stopped at a red light.

"Why did you tell me you loved me?" Nick asked after a moment.

Veronica blushed harder, her face burning. "Um.. I, uh.. Oh, fuck. I think we better wait to talk about this until we get back to my house." Nick gave her an incredulous smirk, crossing his arms across his chest. "Don't look at me like that!" She groaned, banging her head on the upper part of the steering wheel handle between her hands.

Nick snorted, amused. "Alright, alright. I know why your place is probably best to talk it out, so I'll wait. But I expect the truth."

"You'll get it, Nick. I promise."

"You already broke one promise to me, Ronnie. I don't want that to happen again."

"The stakes are hardly that high, dummy. No, you'll get the whole truth this time, no sugar-coating."

"Now you have intrigued me because the way you said your final words to me at just past midnight on Christmas didn't sound like a sugar-coated statement."

Nick could practically see the steam coming from Veronica's ears as she pulled the car over and turned the ignition off, leaning back in her seat. "Fine." She looked towards him, a frown on her face and her eyes avoiding his own at all costs. "You want to know the truth? I fell in love with you the first time I lived these months, before all these weird changes showed up this time. Your mom, she.. She got into a bad accident just after Thanksgiving. It may have been something to do with Black Friday, honestly I don't remember. But the accident injured her badly, she um.. She lost the ability to have kids naturally. You knew I already died when you originally showed up in my life, so I assume this time living may be more of a time loop for you, I don't know. So, we made a plan to.. well, have you."

Nick frowned, confused. "I'm sorry, come again? The hell does that mean exactly?"

Veronica sighed heavily. "Technically, you are the product of your own frozen sperm and my frozen eggs, used by Rhiannon to ensure a pregnancy six years later in order to give birth to you. I.. I didn't really know why we were planning these things, or even if Rhiannon would even use them back then, but now I'm pretty sure it's because of Afton and you wanting to make sure you were still there to fight him."

"So I'm my own son? Which technically means if this is a time loop and I was originally Afton's grandson the first time around but I am that Nick's son, then Afton technically would be my great-grandfather, displaced by a full generation because of time travel. But.. Then what if this isn't just a second loop? If this has been going on for generations.."

"Nicky, breath!" Veronica said, grabbing the sides of Nick's face and silencing the rambling boy with a kiss. "The whole point is that I love you because I'm technically your damn mother! And what's worse is you're still that same boy I fell in love with then, which makes the love I feel for you technically fucking incest!"

Nick gaped at her in disbelief. "You're kidding, right? You're just telling me this as some bullshit story the me you met back then told you or something."

"Nicholas Negron, I am deathly serious. I, Veronica Fitch, am totally in love with you, stuck that way- possibly- forevermore and as much as I would absolutely love to keep kissing you because God knows I've wanted to for months already, I can't. Because I am your biological mother."

Nick felt the weight of her words sink in fully, his frown deepening. "That can't be right. Technically, while yes that would normally be the case in natural conception, the artificial means you're telling me mom used to have me in the first place would have made her my biological mother. You, if I'm thinking correctly and I could be wrong, would be considered more of a distant relative, like the kind non-applicable to incest." He shrugged. "But I would have to look it up and I'm not trusting sources from twenty five years ago my time about the-" He was cut off as Veronica kissed him again, deep and passionate.

When they broke apart this time, Veronica sighed contently. "Just shut up already. God, I can't stand your rambling but for some fucked up reason it just turns me on."

"Well, I think I should then remind you of Sameera. You know, beautiful, sweet, the girl I've been in love with for years. My girlfriend who is probably beside herself worrying where the fuck I am."

Now Veronica's face went white. Oh no, he doesn't know, does he? Did he even suspect it? "Nick, you do know Sameera is pregnant, right?"

The way the boy's eyes grew to comical size would have, under any other circumstances, made Veronica laugh. But this wasn't one of those times as Nick practically screeched. "What?!"