It's been a couple of months since I updated this story. Even though I have it planned out, I haven't been inspired to actually write anything. Hopefully I'll update more regularly from now on.

Allison walked into Henry's garage and collapsed onto one of the workbenches. "Sorry I'm late."

"No problem," Henry replied. "We were stuck, anyway."

"What do you have so far?" Allison asked, rubbing her eyes.

Carter unrolled a piece of paper and set it down on the table. "Okay, so last night, May second , Larry crashed his car into Jo's house. In the other timeline, on the same day, he blew her house up with a rocket."

"By the way, how is Larry?" Henry cut in.

Allison sighed. "It was hard to say for awhile, but it looks like he's going to make a full recovery."

"That fits," Fargo nodded. "Both accidents could easily have killed both Jo and Larry. This time, they were both closer to where the accident occurred, and only one of them was seriously hurt."

"A convergence," Allison said, nodding.

"Right," Henry said. "So, we know a little of what to expect. Claudia should be visiting from the Warehouse within the next week. Then, probably in the next month, Kevin's project should wreak havoc, and Zoe should come back from Harvard. Since we can anticipate some of what's going to happen, we should be able to lessen the severity of most of these things."

"Ah, right, about that," Carter said uncomfortably, shifting his weight from foot to foot. "I was thinking of another way to do that."

"Yes?"

"Well…what if we told a few people?"

"What?" Fargo screamed shrilly. "Do you want to get us all sanctioned?"

"No, Fargo, of course not," Carter scolded. "Cut it out."

"He's right, Jack," Allison said. "That's insanely dangerous."

"I know, I know," Carter said, leaning against the table. "But think of what we could avoid if we just told a few key people. Grace, Zane, Zoe and Kevin."

"No," Allison said immediately. "Telling Kevin is a bad idea. And telling Zoe is just as bad."

"But-"

"She's right, Jack," Henry said. "It's going to be hard for them to handle the information, let alone resist the urge to tell anyone."

"Zane's not much better either," Fargo pointed out. "Who knows what he'll do once he knows."

"Okay, okay," Carter replied quickly. After talking to Zane about Jo, he seriously doubted that the other man would expose them, but he wasn't the only one keeping the secret."We'll keep it between the five of us for now."

"Where is Jo, anyway?" Allison asked irritably.

Carter rubbed the back of the neck. "Erm…She's kind of with Zane."

"What?"

Carter crossed his arms defensively. "After Henry and Grace left the fire, Jo went home with Zane."

"This is bad. This is very, very bad," Fargo moaned.

"We don't know that," Carter protested. He glanced over to Henry and Allison for support, only to find them shaking their heads. "Oh c'mon. This is our Zane. We know him. He wouldn't do that."

"We used to know him," Allison corrected. "A lot can happen in a month."

Jo rolled over and snuggled deeper under the covers. The blanket was soft and warm and smelled like Zane.

Zane.

Jo's eyes flew open. Zane. Why did everything smell like Zane? The last thing that she remembered was seeing her house on fire. The rest of the night had been a blur of worried faces and smoke. Then, at the very end, she vaguely recalled sitting in Zane's car. But after that, there was nothing.

"Morning, Jojo."

Jo turned over and squinted against the harsh sunlight. Sitting on the edge of the bed, smiling at her, was Zane.

"I-" She stammered.

Zane stood up and shut the blinds, blocking the sunlight. "You should go back to sleep. Last night was pretty rough."

Jo shook her head and sat up, rubbing her eyes. Once she refocused, she instantly realized that she was in Zane's apartment.

"Why are we here?"

Zane sat down next to her and sighed. "Well, I couldn't exactly take you to your house."

Jo nodded and leaned back on the pillow. "Yeah, I remember. What I meant was…why did you bring me here? Especially after what you said at my house."

"It just felt right," Zane shrugged. He scooted closer to Jo and laid his head down next to hers. "I dunno…I mean, you've been acting so…different for the last month. It was like you were a different person. But lately, you've been like your old self again."

"I was that different?" Jo asked. She kept her eyes trained on the ceiling, almost afraid to hear what he would say next.

Zane nodded. "Yeah. It was like someone else had taken over. You weren't the Jo I knew and loved. Love."

Jo rolled over to face him. "Love or loved?"

"Love. You've been back for a little while, but after Café Diem last night I could feel that it was really you."

Jo glanced at him, then dropped her gaze to the bed as a single tear trickled out of the corner of her eye. Zane reached over and wiped it away. "What's wrong?"

Jo looked back up at him and bit her lip. She had to tell him. It would be wrong not to. "Zane, I love you. More than anything else. But there's something you need to know about what happened last month…"

Carter sighed as he dialed Jo's number for the fourth time. "She's not picking up," he said.

"She needs to know about this," Henry insisted. "Being able to map out the future could mean the difference between remaining undiscovered and being sanctioned."

"I know, I know," Carter replied, rubbing his forehead in frustration. "But Zane's not picking up either. I called Vincent, too, and he hasn't seen her since last night."

"Great," Allison groaned, stretching and standing up. "I have to get back to GD and check on Larry."

"Yeah, I should get back to the office too," Carter said.

Fargo nodded. "Okay, I'll keep working on this with Henr-"

Fargo stopped abruptly as three phones began ringing at the same time. As he fumbled for his, Allison and Carter picked up theirs.

"This is Director Blake."

"Sheriff Carter."

Fargo watched as their faces simultaneously paled while their voices became panicked.

"I'm on my way," Carter said, shutting his phone. He turned back to Henry and Fargo and shook his head slowly. "We've got something new to worry about. Two of the testing candidates disappeared last night. No one has seen them since then."