iTravel into the Future

Chapter 4: iAm insane

(Freddie's POV)

The doctor said Sam and Freddie...It couldn't have been me and Sam.

"This isn't happening." Sam murmered to herself, rocking back and forth with her legs inbetween her knees.

"It is Sam." I said emotionless. "I married you and we just had a baby." She and I both took deep breathes trying to take all of this in. We were suddenly interrupted when a pair of legs appeared next to us. It was future me. Great.

"Hey, it's you two again. What are you up to?" He asked cradleing something in a pink blanket. I gulped, realizing it was me and Sam's future daughter.

"J-just seeing if you made it over ok." Sam stuttered trying to keep her eyes off the baby in future me's arms.

"Oh, thank you. Yeah, I just didn't expect this so soon. Neither did my wife, Sam." When I heard 'Sam', the already big lump in my throat became bigger.

"S-sam?" I asked.

"Yes, would you guys like to come in? I'm sure she'd like to meet you." Sam, next to me of course, coughed.

"Sure." I said uneasily. We followed my future self into the delivery room. There layed an exhausted Sam, sweating and smiling at us as we walked in.

"I guess you became nicer in the future." I joked. Sam didn't think it was so funny and elbowed me in the stomach. I groaned.

"Hey honey." Future me said, leaning down to kiss future Sam. My stomach churned. I think Sam's did too. The look on her face was the same as mine: disgusted. The future us continued kissing for another minute or so before I cleared my throat, having them break the kiss.

"My apologies, we still act like a couple of teenagers." Future Sam apologized hitting future me. I chuckled, a sign of relief. Some things never change I guess.

"It's no biggie." I said.

"Sam, I met these 2 youngins in the park before I ran over here."

"Freddork, they're called 'teenagers', not 'youngins', God, this is 2014 not 1920."

"I'm old fasion." he retorted back. I smirked over at Sam. She hit me in the arm again. Future Sam must've saw, because she started laughing.

"You two remind me of me and Fredduchini Al-Freddo over here when we were younger." She said pointing to future me, who was now siting in a chair next to the bed with the baby.

"Hahaha, what a coincidense." I laughed nervously.

"What did you two say your names were again?" Oldere me asked.

"Freddie Benson and Sam Puck-" Oh shoot! I just revealed who we were. Sam cupped my mouth before I could say anymore and picked me up, carrying me on her shoulder as she made a mad dash for the hallway into the recpetion area.

"Whew!" We lost him." She said panting.

"Wait!" Older me came around the corner. Obviously knowing what I said. Heck, I knew I'd freak out like this, how could I not. It's me!

"Can we sit down over some coffee and talk?" Older me asked a little more calmly. I looked at Sam and slightly nodded yes.

...

I tapped my glass of coffee nervously as I sat across the older version of myself along with Sam.

"I-I can't believe I'm talking to myself from 4 years ago." My older self chuckled to himself. I found myself and Sam both gazing at him. Boy, he (I) changed a lot in just 4 years. And so did Seattle. I can't believe flying cars are normal around this place. Back in 2010 if you saw a flying car, you were high.

"Yeah, I can't believe out of all the people I could've bumped into in Seattle, I ran into you...well me." I laughed with him. Sam just sat there and sipped her coffee quitely. I'm sure (even though she is my soon to be future wife, she couldn't bare sitting across from 2 Freddie's. One was just enough for her.)

"I can't either. Seattle's a pretty big city too." My older self said. "I bet you both are in shock, huh?" We both nodded simultaneously. He chuckled.

"I thought so. It's a pretty heavy thing to take in. Marrying your 'sworn' enemy, having a baby and all within 4 short years. Well...it seems like forever ago. The story's pretty interesting too." The lightbulb in my head flickered. I got out a legal pad and a pen from Sam's purse.

"Do you mind if I write some of this stuff down? For this project at school."

"I don't see why not. Go ahead."

"Sam and I started going out right after New Years of 2011. Actually, come to think of it, it was the day before school was back from winter break. Which ironicly was the day of our first kiss 2 years ago. We actually confessed our love for each other during some kind of...dance thing. I don't exactly remember it, but all I remember was it was some 70's themed dance shindig, and it was stormy outside. Anyway, some girl was hitting on me during this dance and Sam came right up and started making out with me." Older me chuckled as I wrote this stuff down. Sam kept nonchalontly sipping her coffee. She's not very good at hiding when she blushes, as I saw a slight shade of red sweep across her cheeks.

"Anyway, this girl that was hitting on me was kinda weird and overbarring. She reminded me of my mom in a way. When she kissed me earlier, it seriously felt like I was kissing my icky cousin Amanda. Sam and I ran out of the dance and ran back to this car. All I remember after that was us driving away in this car and seeing an explosion and boom! Next thing I know we're married and Sam's pregnant. The end." As my hand wrote down the last of the notes my phone got a text.

Sam: Dude, that story is so messed up.

I sent her a message back.

Me: You're just mad because YOU made the first move.

(One minute later)

Sam: Shove it Benson or I'll introduce my foot to your a-double-s.

Me: :P

Sam: :P.

I put my phone away. My older self shook our hands and left, as future Sam needed him for something. Sam and I walked back outside. We walked to the Delorean and sat inside. I started the car up and punched in a date from the 70's that my mom told me about. I don't remember exactly why she told me about it but I figure I'd find out. Plus we needed to run into Doc to warn him about his premature death.

"Ready?" I asked Sam, who was half-asleep.

"Whatever." Her head drooped as I accelerated to 88 miles per hour and was instantly transported to 1977. I got out of the car. Sam had managed to fall asleep so I ventured out on my own. Nothing like seeing a bunch of hippies run around the street protesting against pollution. Oh, speaking of hippies, I'd better take some notes for Mr. Hennings class.

"Bad hair, weird hippies, pot smelling." I wrote down swiftly. My gaze turned to a young man, who was as poorly dressed as the rest of the crowd, walking down the street, not paying attention. I saw a car hop the curb and head straight towards him.

"Hey sir, watch out!" I shouted. The man didn't budge. I had no choice but to go with my instinct. I ran out and pushed the man out from in front of the car. The last thing I heard was "Mary! Another one of these damn kids jumped in front of my car!" and then everything went black.

...

I woke up in a soft bed.

"Mom?" I called. Boy, that was some dream. I can't believe I dreamt I went time traveling with Sam, ended up running into my older self, found out I was married to Sam, went to the 70's and got hit by a car. I gotta stop drinking tea before bed. I sat up quickly but layed back down instantly. My head felt like someone ran over it over and over again. Wasn't Sam suppose to come over? Ehhh whatever.

"Mom? Mom is that you?" I called again as I faintly saw a female figure across the room. My eyes were still half-way closed.

"There, there now. Just relax. You've been asleep for almost 9 hours now." I felt a cool ice pack on my head. I tingled a bit.

"Ohhh, I had a horrible nightmare. I dreamt I went, back in time, with Sam."

"Oh, well you're safe and sound now back in good old 1977."

"1977!" I exclaimed. My eyes flew open as I sat up as soon as I heard the year. 1977? No this couldn't be. The lights turned on and I saw my mother...only 30 years younger sitting on the bed across from me. I was the same age as my mother. This got really weird, really fast.

"Mom!" I squeaked out in disbelief.