A/N: This is it, the final chapter of my 30th fic!

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Chapter Ten - What Am I? Who am I? What will I be? Where am I going and what will I see?

An old woman sat in front of the security monitors watching the young red-head they'd just rescued as he lounged on the sofa, his head tilted back and his eyes closed though she knew he wasn't asleep.

Her long grey hair was tied up in a chignon, her face was wrinkled but didn't hide the beauty that was once hers, in fact she was still very attractive and didn't show all of her 83 years. Her clothes were practical and neat, and her expression was calm and serious. Only her eyes betrayed the deep sadness she felt as the image on the screen brought back memories of a precious time long ago.

"I have to say I'm impressed." Tanya said in her native language as she entered the room, "He's dealing with all this much better than I would."

Linka smiled but it did not reach her eyes which were dry despite the pain. "He always did act like the world is a wonderful place but somehow still expected the worst, it is a product of his childhood."

Without looking away from the screen she added, "He deserves better."

Tanya tilted her head as she regarded the older woman, "It might help for him to see a friend, I still do not understand why you wanted me to tell him you were dead."

"Because, we need to keep things as close to the original events as possible." A handsome grey haired man answered as he entered the room, with a much younger man at his side. He walked over to his wife and leant down to kiss her.

"Knowing that does not make me feel any less guilty Jason." She stood to put herself in his arms, "I hate seeing you hurting."

Wheeler smiled, cradling her close. "I know Babe, but the last sixty years have been too good to risk messing them up. Trust me, he'll forgive you."

She laughed but their conversation was interrupted by the blond youth, "Like I was saying, I don't mind taking a few months off for this experiment of yours Gram, but I don't see why I can't take Beth with me?"

The American sighed and Linka rested her head on his shoulder as she answered, "The Planeteers still need to function Michael, Jason would be suspicious if there was no Heart Planeteer."

"Won't he be suspicious anyway?" he asked, "He only needs to look up our history to see that this isn't on the level."

"I didn't want to know." Wheeler shrugged, but he looked uncomfortable. "I never even tried contacting Ma-Ti, or Kwame again after that first call. I wanted to know that Linka had been happy but it all kinda made me feel sick."

Linka tightened her arms around her husband and nuzzled his neck, making him kiss her hair in response.

"Do not worry," Tanya put in, "Beth can come and visit me often and you can see her then, she is my best friend I am sure Jason will not be suspicious."

"Dad, suspicious? Never." A lovely, if middle aged woman entered, her long red hair tied back, "Skumm made his nice secure transport to prison right on schedule, we shouldn't be seeing him again."

Michael grinned, "You sure we shouldn't have just sent him back, Aunty Alysska? When he denied all knowledge of what happened to 'Jason', Gram would have taken care of him for good!"

"Da, and then I would be in prison and you would never have been born," Linka told him smartly, her eyes twinkling with amusement.

Tanya sighed and started for the door, "Well, I had better get back, Doctor Kolokov is waiting for us."

"The power is yours!" Wheeler called after her with a grin while his family groaned in the background.

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THE END