Chapter 1

Again, I don't own these characters except the ones I create.

Cody and Zack were spending spring break back in Boston. Cody was still not himself ever since Bailey told him she never wanted to speak to him ever again, so he just spent all of his time in the suite on the 23rd floor. He only spoke when spoken too, but other than that, he kept to himself. Zack tried his best to get his brother out of his funk, but nothing he could think of was working. He even mentioned to Arwin what was going on hoping he would have an idea as someone who was in love with someone he couldn't have. Arwin ignored Zack's comment, but he said he might have just the thing to get Cody's mind on something else. He told Zack he would see them both up in their suite in about an hour.

And an hour later, Arwin showed up as promised as there was a knock at the door. Zack was busy playing a video game and turned to his brother.

"Kind of busy here. Can you at least get the door?"

Cody sighed. "Fine..." And with that, he got up and opened the door to find Arwin. Arwin was holding some kind of contraption in his hand and had a big grin on his face.

"Hey, Arwin. What's up?"

Arwin walked into the suite and placed the contraption on the coffee table.

"This is my brand new invention. I was hoping you two could help me test it..."

Cody shook his head. "No thanks. Last time I did that, I was stalked by a computer..."

Arwin sighed. "Okay, Callie didn't work so well, but this is different. This is my greatest invention yet. Its a time machine!"

Zack looked interested while Cody looked skeptical.

"A time machine? Sure you didn't slip while hanging a picture over your toilet and hit your head?"

Arwin paused. "How did you know that? Anyways, when I came too, there was an image in my head. I saw this..." Arwin pointed to a part of the device. "I call it the..."

Cody cut him off. "The flux capacitor?"

Arwin gave him a look. "Of course not. Why would I call it that? I call it the Carey Capacitor!"

Both Zack and Cody rolled their eyes.

"Anyways, I was hoping you two could help me test it..."

Cody was about to decline when Zack cut him off. "We'd love to! Just tell us what to do."

Arwin handed them each something that looked like an old cell phone. "Simple. Just hold onto these. These are your links...or should be...to get back home."

Cody just sighed.

Arwin continued. "All I have to do is press this button, and it should work..."

Zack interrupted. "What button?"

Arwin pointed at it. "This one."

Before anyone could say anything, Zack reached over and pressed it. And before anyone could figure out what was happening, both Zack and Cody began getting fuzzy and their bodies became distorted. Before Arwin could tell what was going on, both disappeared.

"Oops. How am I going to explain this to Carey?"

Meanwhile, Zack and Cody felt themselves returning back to normal.

Cody just shook his head. "What just happened?"

Zack was trying to focus too. He looked around and realized they weren't in the Boston Tipton again. "Whoa! It actually worked! One of Arwin's inventions actually worked! First the old telephone booth that took us into another dimension and now time travel."

Cody wanted to shoot down what Zack said, but he was having trouble explaining to himself how they had gotten out of the Tipton. He looked over and saw a trashcan. And right on top was a newspaper. He walked over and pulled it out. And what he saw blew his mind.

"Oh my gosh!"

Zack turned to him. "What?"

"The date on the paper says its March 25th, 2040!"

Zack paused. "So, we both should be in our late 40's..." Zack looked down at the paper. "Maybe this is just a dream after all..."

Cody turned to him. "Why would you say that?"

Zack pointed. "Look right there. It says the Cubs are about to begin a new season and try to defend their World Series Championship...They'll never win one..."

Cody rolled his eyes. "Focus here! We're 30 years in the future!"

Zack grumbled. "Yeah, I have thirty years before I can make some money off of this..." He paused and began to grin. "Wait a minute!"

Cody shook his head. "No! You aren't going to go buy a sports almanac so you can make bets for the next 30 years!"

Zack looked at him. "Why would you think that?"

Cody rubbed his eyes. "Because I've seen Back to the Future 2 and I know you...Besides, I say we hit the library instead..."

"The library? Why would I want to go there? I don't like going there in the present, why would I waste time in the future in one?"

"So we can figure out some things. Zack, we can't do anything while we are here to change what happens in the future. We can't mess with the space time continuum..."

Zack was incredulous. "Why not?"

"Because we could create a catastrophe of epic proportions that could lead to the universe imploding upon itself!"

Zack shook his head. "Seriously, put down the books by Stephen Hawking and pick up a comic book every once in a while..."

Cody grabbed Zack's arm and drug him over to a phone booth.

"Planning on calling someone?"

Cody shook his head. "No, I'm seeing if the library is still the same place it was 30 years ago..." Cody looked around and noticed there was no phone book. He looked around but there was nothing. "Where is a phone book when you need it?"

"Listing please."

Cody looked around. "What was that?"

"Listing please."

Cody paused. "Boston Public Library?"

"700 Boylston Street, Copley Square, Boston, MA 02116. Would you like to be connected to it at a charge of $3.00?"

"$3.00? No thank you!"

Cody grabbed Zack again. "Its at the same place it always was..."

About fifteen minutes later, Zack and Cody entered the front door of the Boston Public Library. As they stood in the lobby taking everything in, Zack turned to Cody.

"Where to, genius?"

Cody paused. "I would say the computer lab, but I have no idea what that would look like now..."

Zack sighed and pointed to a sign on the wall. "Look, computer lab, that way..."

Cody shrugged and followed Zack as they made their way into what he guessed was a computer lab 30 years in the future. Both sat down in front of a monitor, but Cody couldn't see a CPU unit anywhere. Finally he decided to speak up and try something. "Internet?"

"Internet Explorer or Firefox?"

"Ummm...Firefox..."

"Which site would you like to visit?"

Cody paused again. "Well...ummm...Google?"

The next thing he knew, the familiar Google screen was up in front of him. Cody couldn't help but laugh. "Nice to see somethings haven't changed..."

Cody sat there and thought about what he wanted to search for, when he decided to begin with himself. Several listings came up, and he settled on one from the Boston Globe.

"Cody Mitchell Martin, September 23, 1993 – March 14, 2014. Mr. Martin, a student at Yale University, was found dead in his dorm room in New Haven, Connecticut. Authorities are deeming it a suicide as there was a note found saying 'This is all my fault. I am so sorry. I hope everyone can forgive me, but I can't go on.' Mr. Martin is survived by his mother, father and brother."

Cody just stared at the monitor in shock. "I committed suicide?"

To be Continued...