POV : Aaron Warner enters the real world

9

You sit on the floor and fold the laundry back at home. You take a pile of the clothes Warner wore and take it to your brother's room. You knock and enter with the pile of clothes in your hand. You see Aaron curled up in a ball on your brother's bed. You frown "Aaron, are you okay?". He groans from the pillow, his tone muffled. He turn around and looks at you from over his shoulder where he lays propped onto his elbows. You suppress a smile because his hair is disheveled and his face is puffy. "What's the matter?" You ask again. "My stomach hurts" he says his face falling back into the pillow. You chuckle "I could imagine from all those slushies you drank". He shoots you a dark look as he props his head back up again. You get a glass of water from the nightstand and pop a painkiller from a drawer in your brother's room. You tap Warner and he sits up his back against the headboard. "Here drink this " you hand it to him and he swallows it.

You sit on the bed and sigh "We need to make a plan to get you back to Sector 45"
He looks at you alarm flashing in and out of his face. "How did you get here in the first place?" You ask him. "I was busy in the simulation chamber and I imagined- well this world, and then I fell and when I fell. I fell in your backyard"
"So you have nothing from the simulation chamber with you that could possibly get you back?" He shakes his head.
"You really are stuck here..." You say as the realisation hits.
"It's not-"
"What about Juliette? Kenji, and James. All of those people..."
"How do you know about Juliette?" Aaron asks and you see something shift in his demeanor. His eyes darken "That was a secret project only a few know about". His face turns pale "Is this part of some sick plan. Do you work for Anderson? Have I been shifted to another universe or something" Warner stands up from the bed "Is this some sort of messed up test" his eyes are frantic.
"No Warner-" you hold his shoulders to stabilize him, but he protests
"Don't touch me" he says sternly
Suddenly something in his composure shifts again. His eyes soften "I'm sorry" he says. "You really are telling the truth". You thank God that could sense your fear and he calmed down before he could seriously get angry.
He paces the length of the room. His hand caught in his hair.
"But wait- how did you know about Juliette, I've only been monitoring her for the past year."
"What do you mean?" You ask
"I mean that this is a brand new project, I don't even know who James is"
You gasp with your hand over your mouth "Wait how old are you?" You ask him
"Eighteen" he replies blandly.
Now it all makes sense. Aaron has not met Juliette, nor James. This is Aaron before the series was wrote.