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Past/Present/Future Chapter Five

Title: Nothing Else Matters 
Pairing/Characters: Becker/Matt/Emily ,Connor/Abby, Lester
Genre: drama, angst,   
Rating:    Tis fine. Nothing to worry about.
Spoilers: Takes place after season 5.    
Summary:   The team go to King's Cross to retrieve a train that has disappeared through an anomaly, but the mission is not so simple.
    
A/N:.  Basically, this is my take on what happens after season 5 and from this point on it will also be referred to as my 1932 fic. This beta'd by the always ecxcellent fredbassett   Mistakes, blame me, not her. Ta muchly and enjoy
  

       
 “Go back! You’ve got to go back!” 

          He thought everything was all right. He thought they had succeeded and all they had to do now was keep control on the anomalies. It would be another million or so years before the next Convergence, so Matt thought there wasn’t anything more to worry about.

          As Abby drove the SUV to the anomaly site, Connor and Emily were in the back coming out with multiple ideas on how to cope with the new mission. A train had gone through an anomaly and without knowing the time era, they didn’t know exactly how they would get the train back, or any people on that train. Abby joined in the conversation, offering plans of her own which in turn started Connor off on an excited babble.

          “It could work!” Connor grinned, opened up his laptop and furiously started typing, sticking his tongue out the corner of his mouth as he did so. “We can make this actually work! Nice one, Abby!”

          “I’m not just a pretty face.” Abby smirked back at him by looking in the rear view mirror.

          Connor beamed back at her, the tapping of the keys pausing momentarily as he did. “No… you’re not just,” he shyly murmured. Connor blushed a little and then the tapping of the keyboard started up again.

          Matt wasn’t in the same place. He didn’t need to be, as Connor certainly had a handle on the mission’s problems. Matt was distracted.

          He had been distracted ever since he’d seen the other Matthew Anderson back at ARC. He’d only gone to get his mobile phone, and there he was, bedevilled, bloodied, scared and angry.  It had freaked Matt out and so had those words.
 
          “You have to go back.” 

          It was clear he had made things worse in the future and the second him hadn’t given any explanation about where he had come from or how Matt could go back. The anomalies Philip and Connor had created no longer existed.  

          Matt needed answers and he was determined to find out what the hell was going on.  Matt was angry now, he was annoyed that after all these years the mission still hadn’t ended. Surely he could have some kind of life after stopping Philip and New Dawn? Surely he could finally settle down?

          More than anything Matt wanted to have that conversation with Becker and Emily, he wanted to let them know that he needed them, that he wanted both of them. He thought that he could finally have the life that everyone else had. He wanted to be able to just go to work and do his job like any other person, and go home at the end of the day and spend some time with those he loved, with his friends.

          Working for ARC might be an unusual job, but containing prehistoric creatures and dealing with the anomalies was a pleasant norm for Matt. Now, he couldn’t even enjoy it. His mind was feeling dizzy with many thoughts and questions and that dizziness quickly became a pounding headache. Matt remained silent in the car as the others talked about their ideas, he rubbed at his temples to try and stop the ache, but the words of his other self wouldn’t shut up.

          “Go back! You have to go back!”

          “Go back!” 

          “Jesus-bloody-Christ, I know!” 

          The car screeched to a halt as Abby slammed on the breaks. Matt jerked forward and was pulled painfully back by the seatbelt. 

          “Are you okay, Matt?” she asked. “What’s up?”

          The headache was getting worse as he fretted over his future self, or was it alternate self? Matt wasn’t even sure that the other him existed. He could have been just a figment of his imagination or a manifestation of his doubts and fears.  Matt was probably going crazy.

           “I’m… I’m fine, Abby. Just keep driving.”

           “Are you sure?”

          “Abby! Please, just drive, will you?”

           He didn’t mean to snap at Abby, but he wasn’t about to apologise either. Matt looked out of the window and rubbed at his forehead. It still did little to dull the ache throbbing in his skull. The hand on his shoulder, Emily’s hand, didn’t do much either but he appreciated it. 

          Abby continued on towards the station, sneaking concerned and worried looks to Matt when she could. He sent her an apologetic smile but for the rest of the journey continued to stare out of the window.
          He had to find out what the hell was going on.
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          There was some traffic to get through. The curious onlookers, masses of news reporters and police standing behind barriers that other ARC teams had erected. Matt saw the reporters swarming towards the vehicle as it parked, but Becker’s men managed to keep them back. The soldiers shouldn’t be doing this, but the police were just as intrigued by who they were. 

          After Convergence, it was impossible to hide the truth from the public, the T-R-rex and other creatures couldn’t be buried. It was up to the Minister and other PR people to give them the explanations. Matt wasn’t going to get caught up with their hounding for answers.
He expected the barrage of voices yelling questions as he and the rest of the team got their weapons prepped, he ignored them, or tried to.

          “Who are you people? What’s going on?”

          “How long have you been doing this? Why was it kept a secret?” 

          “Do you know the lives that have been lost because of creatures that came through those things?”

          Matt couldn’t stop himself. How dare they? Those people had no idea about the good lives lost, the people who had died to save them. Cutter, Stephen, Captain Ryan. Sarah. They had no bloody clue either that so many more could have died because of Philip Burton.
 
          He snapped. 

          “Do you know the lives that have been saved because of us? So why don’t you back the hell off and let us do our jobs?”

         Connor, Abby and Emily stood stunned, their mouths open in shock at his outburst. They had not expected this from him at all, but then again they didn’t have the skull-splitting pain of a headache brought on by seeing an alternate version of themselves. He should explain, especially to Emily, but he couldn’t. 

         The barrage of questions that followed began to get on his nerves. Matt was normally a very patient person, but the voices were breaking down what little patience he had left. His fist clenched tightly into a ball.

         “Matt… let’s go. Forget about them.” Abby patted him gently on the back. It was only when Emily stood beside him and handed him a small EMD that he was able to lead the others through the barricade towards Becker, without snapping again. 

         “My guys have already got the anomaly locked,” said Becker as he walked on Matt’s other side into the station. “What time it leads back to is unknown at the moment, Greaves forgot the device, but we’ll soon find out. No incursions detected.”

         “Good.”  It didn’t feel good. 

          It was eerie to see the station so empty and the footsteps on the floor echoed loudly inside his head. He wished he had some painkillers on hand, but Matt just carried on, his feet stepping in time with the thumps of his headache.

         Suddenly, out the corner of his eye, Matt saw something in the shadows and it made him jump. 

         “Matt!”  He felt Emily’s hand touch his back and that startled him as well. He shrugged Emily off him, took two steps away from her and bumped straight into Becker. “Matt, what’s wrong?” she demanded. “Are you sure you’re okay, you’ve been on edge ever since we left the ARC?”

          Becker grabbed lightly at each of Matt’s arms but Matt pushed him away only to stumble again and nearly crash to a wall. Another wave of dizziness overcame him and he leant on the wall for a moment to regain his composure.

          “I’m fine, Emily. I thought I saw something, that’s all.”

          “You’re not fine, mate,” said Becker, looking intently at him. Matt figured that he wasn’t looking great because Becker shook his head.  “You look anything but fine. You don’t look well at all and you shouldn’t be here.” 

          “It might have something to do with when he went into the anomaly,” Connor guessed as he poked his head around Becker’s side. “We don’t know what happened to him when he went in to it. There could have been side effects we don’t know about. You know, like when Helen changed the timeline, Jenny and Claudia? Cutter said Jenny used to be someone else… so if people change, you might…”
Matt shook his head. There was nothing different about him… or was there? Now the thumping ache felt as if it was going cause his head to explode.

          “You should go back to the ARC and get checked out, Matt.”

          No. He didn’t want to go back there he had a job to do. He had to find out more about what had gone wrong with the future.

          “I don’t need to get checked out, Becker!” he snapped, again. “I’m okay! Really! Let’s concentrate on the mission, shall we?”

          “I can make you go back.” Becker lowered his voice and gently clasped his fingers around Matt’s arm. “We don’t know how you were affected by the anomalies. Let the doctors check you over, just to be on the safe side.”

         “Becker, I’m bloody fine. I’ve already been cleared by the CMO, they told me I can carry on doing my job.”

         “If something has changed and you’re not…”

         “Do you want me to punch you, Becker? Because if you carry on saying what you’re saying, I will.”

         “Punch me, Matt and its proof enough that you need to rest and see a damned doctor. What the hell is up with you?”

         “Nothing is up! It’s been a long day, that’s all.” Matt sighed and briefly touched Becker’s shoulder. “I’m sorry, but can we please concentrate on the mission?”

         “All right.” Becker wasn’t exactly convinced. “But if you start acting like a pillock again I will take you back to ARC myself. You’re no use to this team if you’re not 100%. Clear?”

          “Clear.” 

          He saw the look Emily and Becker exchanged. There was worry and concern in their eyes, but none of the team said anything further as Matt led them to the platform where the train disappeared.

        Matt wasn’t okay and he should have said so. For a moment, the idea of going back to the ARC and getting himself medically checked out actually sounded good. He hadn’t meant to snap at them, or make such an issue out of it, but he was still capable of doing his job. Matt didn’t need to be mollycoddled. 

        The headache was doing him in and as Connor and the others concentrated on the anomaly, getting the all-important date, Matt walked cautiously along the platform.

        He had to tell them what he’d seen, but he wasn’t going to until he had more information. Just in case they thought he was clinically mad. Not that they didn’t already!

        When he reached the far end, Matt looked down along the track going out of the station. There was nothing—that he could see—that looked abnormal, but before he’d even turned to walk back to the others, he sensed something. Someone was sitting on the bench hidden in the shadows.

        When Matt did turn around, the figure on the bench rose up to his feet.
 
        Of course it was him.

        “Go back, Matt. You have to go back.”

        Matt froze. His feet refused to move as the other him came out into the sunlight streaming through from the domed ceiling.

        When he’d first seen his alternate self, the corridor at the ARC had been very poorly lit, and Matt had thought the guy had looked bad. Close up, he could see he was much worse. He looked terrible. His skin was pale, smeared with dirt and blood and he looked like he had crawled out of hell.

        “I can’t.”  Matt cautiously approached the other him and held out a hand towards his shoulder. When he touched the second Matt, it was a relief to feel his physical presence.

        He was here, solid matter.

        Not crazy then. Great!    

        “You can, you have to. We need you to.” The alternate Matt stumbled, clearly weak from his injuries.

        “I thought I had stopped New Dawn.”

        “You have. This is something else… it’s the predators… something is different, they’ve changed.” Alternate Matt rubbed at his blood-covered face then he suddenly collapsed to the ground, moaning with pain. Matt knelt down to help him, but as he tried to keep hold, he saw more blood soaking through his clothes. “You have to go back… please!”

        “The anomalies are gone. They don’t exist, there is no way back.”

        “Not to our future… to our past…. Emily…she needs you to go back, through this anomaly!” 

        Matt looked up from his alternate self and gazed down the platform to where his friends and teammates were looking at the small glowing orb of the anomaly.

        “Tell me more,” Matt said, slowly getting to his feet and reaching for his phone inside his jacket. “Tell me after I get you some help. I’ll call for an ambulan….”

        His voice trailed off. He had only looked away for a few seconds but when Matt gazed back down to his other self, he was gone. He’d vanished.

        Nope. Lester’s right…you’re clinically mad. You’re going crazy.   

        “MATT!”  Connor’s yell didn’t register at first. Matt was staring at the ground, where his future-self had been mere moments ago, absolutely gobsmacked. They weren’t going to believe him if he told them. “Matt, we got a confirmed time!”

        Connor waved him over and Matt ran back, feeling more dazed and confused than before. All of them, with the exception of Connor—who was so buzzed and excited about something—were looking greatly concerned about him. Becker and Emily were even more so.

        “What have we got?” he asked, blanking Becker completely.

        “Well, we’ve got a date of 1932.” said Connor holding out his device for Matt to see.  “Isn’t this great? Another human era that isn’t the Victorian age… no disrespect, Emily.”

        “None taken,” she replied.

        “The atom was split in that year! The neutron was discovered! Did you know it was also the year that the Sydney Harbour Bridge was opened? I mean how cool is this?”

        “It really is cool” said Becker, who clearly didn’t think it was right now. “Connor, we’re not going to go through the anomaly and then get on a plane to Sydney in 1932. Lester wouldn’t allow it and I certainly won’t. It’s a ridiculous idea.”

        “Oh. That’s…. you know I’ve always wanted to go to Australia.” Connor moped and scuffed his boot on the ground. “It would have been nice.”

        Becker shook his head.

        “This is not going to be easy.” Becker propped his EMD over his shoulder. “On the plus side, there’s no prehistoric dinosaur or predator through there to kill us. On the minus side, this is not a remote and desolate era where we can clean all this mess up and not worry about it affecting the future. This station will be there in the 1930s. The people are going to notice a 21st century train on their tracks and that includes the authorities.”

        “Not to mention the people on that train will have no idea what’s going on,” Abby added. “They’ll be scared and could do something to make their situation more dangerous. We need to get to them as quickly as possible.”

        “And get that train back.”

        “We’ll need a new plan,” Connor said.

        “We have to go through.”

        Matt walked up to the small sphere floating in the air and touched a single finger against it. The warmth tickled his skin, it crackled and when he withdrew it, the whole of his arm continued to tingle.

      “Sounds like a plan,” said Abby as she hi-fived with Connor. Connor was beyond excited now.

      “Not you.” Becker looked at Matt. “If Philip’s anomaly has affected you in any way, being back in the 30s isn’t going to help you if something happens. I’ll get one of the guys to take you….”

      “No. I’m going.” Matt had to keep a handle on his temper. He knew Becker was only looking out for him, and the others were too, but he wasn’t going to forgo this mission. “I’m fine and I know what I’m doing. I’m going through this anomaly and that’s final.”
 
      They all nodded, but Becker was looking far from happy with that ruling. In fact he was trying to keep a lid on a temper of his own. Matt understood, for if this was any other place and the others weren’t around, Becker would physically drag him back but now wasn’t the time. This new future they had created, or might have created, depended on him going back through this anomaly.

      “So we go,” Matt said. “Just us five and we have to be properly attired.”

      “Huh?” Connor looked up from the device he held in his hands.

      “He means we’ve got to be dressed properly for the time, Connor.”

      “I know what it means, Abby. I was just… this is a big change from what we normally do. We’re actually going to do this? Dress up I mean? Like time travellers?”

      They all looked to Matt for the final confirmation. He nodded.

      So they were going back to London 1932. Quite why his alternate-self thought it important to go back to this time or why that particular year was going to make much of a difference, he didn’t know, but it involved Emily and the predators… somehow. She had done so much for him and now it was time to return that favour.
      Matt got out his mobile and rang Lester’s number at ARC. He had to devise a plan and square things with him first, but even then, Lester wasn’t going to be thrilled about it.
 
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      “We’re ready.”

      Matt took off the fedora he was wearing and turned around to see his fellow team mates.  They looked great and he smiled with approval.

      Connor wore a brown suit and his usually scruffy hair was slicked back with tons of gel. Connor really pulled off the 30’s look and he knew it. Matt smiled even more as the genius flipped on a fedora of his own and did a little dance.

      “This is so cool! I feel like Kirk going through the Guardian of Forever!”

      “I thought I was Kirk, you’re Spock and Becker’s….”

      Matt’s voice trailed off as Becker approached wearing his 30’s attire. Matt was actually beyond stunned by just how much cooler the man was in a suit instead of his army combats. He had to grin. 

      “You didn’t want to go for another colour?” Matt asked. “Something different?”

      “What? I look good in black.”

      Yeah you do.  
       
       “Matt…. you didn’t tell me you liked Star Trek.” said Connor. Becker raised a quizzical eyebrow that—dammit—caused Matt to turn away and stifle a smirk. He’d been caught out being a bit of a geek.

      “My dad and I watched it now and then.”  

      No one replied to that, for which Matt was most grateful, because that was when Emily and Abby came striding down towards them, looking absolutely stunning.
      
     They weren’t wearing the glitzy gorgeous evening wear favourable at that time, but they looked more amazing than they had at Jenny’s wedding.

     Abby wore a dress of pale blue, whilst Emily was wearing green. Both had wraps of fake fur around their shoulders, for there was no way Abby would ever wear the real thing.  She had insisted on it and no one was going to argue.
     
     Both of the ladies appeared to be happy with their change of clothes and when they came to a stop in front of the three gawping men, they grinned at each other.
     
      “You’d think they haven’t seen a woman before,” said Emily standing next to Matt and allowing the fake pelt around her shoulders rub against him.
     
      Abby didn’t reply to that as she finally took in Connor’s suave appearance. She was just as doe-eyed at him as he was at her.
     
      “Okay, listen up, time travellers.”  Lester’s voice sounded in each of their earpieces. “Go and get those people and the train back as soon as possible. Do what you can to maintain the time line and don’t screw up. Becker, your men will remain and act as back-up should you need it. Good luck and don’t unmake my existence. I shall be very angry if you do.”
     
       So that was their send off.
     
        Becker, carrying a small EMD, went through first , followed by Connor, Abby and then Emily. Matt paused for a moment by the anomaly, watching as it glimmered like a really expensive Christmas decoration. He went to take a few steps forward, but paused.
            
        Matt looked around. Behind the oblivious group of Becker’s men, hiding again in the shadows was himself. He was leaning against the wall and looked even weaker than before. He looked like death.
        He wasn’t going to waste any more time. Matt stepped back to 1932, where once again the fate of the world was on his shoulders.
TBC

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knitekat From: knitekat Date: October 1st, 2011 11:44 am (UTC) (Link)
Intriguing, what's Matt got to do in the past? Hee, loved Lester snark at the end.
basched From: basched Date: October 2nd, 2011 10:29 am (UTC) (Link)


Hmm...well that's for laters! ;) But I'm hoping you'll like it when its ready! As for the lester snark...how could I not put that in?! XD

Thanks and pleased you liked it.
nietie From: nietie Date: October 1st, 2011 03:03 pm (UTC) (Link)
Ooooooh! *iz very intrigued*

LOL and guh at Becker in black.

basched From: basched Date: October 2nd, 2011 10:30 am (UTC) (Link)

Thanks you! And Becker in black.....Mmmmmmmmmmm!! XD
lucifersphoenix From: lucifersphoenix Date: October 1st, 2011 04:44 pm (UTC) (Link)
Oooooh, I'm very intrigued to see where this is going.
Fabulous Job.
I can't wait for the next part :)
basched From: basched Date: October 2nd, 2011 10:32 am (UTC) (Link)

I hope to have the third part up in a jiffy! :) I'm writing the sequel at the moment!

I'm so pleased that you're liking it and when its finished that you'll still like it! XD
fredbassett From: fredbassett Date: October 1st, 2011 04:58 pm (UTC) (Link)
I absolutely love the appearance of other!Matt in this!!

Totally intriguing :)
basched From: basched Date: October 2nd, 2011 10:33 am (UTC) (Link)

Well...I think other!Matt might be coming back into it! ;)

Cheers FB!
lsellersfic From: lsellersfic Date: October 6th, 2011 07:53 pm (UTC) (Link)
Ooh! Sounds like this is going to be fun!! Looking forward to seeing how it resolves.
basched From: basched Date: October 7th, 2011 10:03 am (UTC) (Link)

Thanks very much! Glad you're liking and I hope you will like what the rest has to offer...when i post them up. :)
lsellersfic From: lsellersfic Date: October 6th, 2011 07:53 pm (UTC) (Link)
Ooh! Sounds like this is going to be fun!! Looking forward to seeing how it resolves.
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