Link To The Past

Chapter Thirteen

As Kristine and Thomas walked towards the exit of the hospital She noticed that it was starting to rain, but this was no time to be worried about a little rain. The two of them were making a break for it.

When they reached outside Kristine turned to Thomas and said, "We need to find an ATM."
Thomas gave her a weird look. "What on earth is that?" he asked.
"You can get money from it. Good thing that I memorized my parent's number." She gave him a devious smile and took his hand and went to find the nearest ATM machine.

Thomas was a little surprised by her attitude but he didn't seem to mind so much. He seemed to be adjusting to everything better than what Kristine thought he would. She then punched in the code and picked the amount of money she wanted and out came a hundred dollars.
"A hundred dollars?!" Exclaimed Thomas. His eyes beamed with delight.
"Shh! Not so loud."
"Oh!...My apologies." He tried his best to contain his excitement.
Kristine giggled. "It's okay. You just have to be careful with lots of money on you in a city like this," She told him. He nodded, understanding. She then took his hand again and called for a taxi.

It only took a few short minutes until one stopped. As they got in Kristine turned to Thomas. He had a look on his face as if he had just gone to the afterlife. "So what do you think? Of all this?"
A giant smile came upon his face. "It's scary but at the same time, it's so exciting. The future is amazing! You must tell me what we are riding in!" The cab driver gave a quick look in the back.
Kristine shot him the same look he was giving them and then told him where to go. He minded his own business and drove off.
"This is a car, Thomas. Also known as: a Taxi Cab." Kristine whispered.
"I like cars." He nodded his head approvingly, making Kristine laugh a little.

Kristine wondered what the rest of the Martin family would think of all this. Oh crap, she thought. The Martins! "Thomas! What about your family?"
He looked down at his lap and thought for a moment. "I'm sure they will be okay. The little ones at least. My father is there with them, I'm just worried about Gabriel."
Kristine placed a hand on his. "I'm sure things will be alright. If anything, your father went after him. That I'm sure of."
Thomas looked over at her and smiled. "Thank you, Kristine."

The rest of the drive was quiet and soon the taxi pulled up in front of Kristine's great grandmother's house. "That will be sixty dollars," said the cab driver.
Kristine handed him money and told him to keep the change.
Thomas then suddenly stopped as soon as they got out of the taxi.
"What's wrong?" Kristine asked.
"This place...It seems so familiar."
Kristine looked over at the house. Now that Thomas mentioned it, the house did look familiar. "Holy crap!" She said.
Thomas looked at her. "You see it too, right? It's not just me?"
There it was, without a doubt, the Martin household. Why didn't it ever occur to her before?

Thomas got a very excited look on his face and started moving towards the house. "I wonder if father..." He then stopped. "Oh...wait...he won't be there...will he?" He looked back at Kristine. His smile turned to a frown.
Kristine put her head down in defeat. This was the future. Thomas's family was gone. Dead. She hated the thought of it.
Kristine walked up to Thomas and took his hand again. "C'mon. There is someone I want you to meet." She led him to the house and just as she was about to enter, Thomas let go of her hand.
"What's wrong?" She asked.
"I don't think I can do it."
"Sure you can. The house looks way different. It'll be like exploring a new home."
Thomas nodded his head once and walked inside with her. There they saw her granny sitting on the sofa.
When she heard you come inside she pushed herself up with her cane. "You have some explaining to do." She held the diary in her other hand. A bad feeling started to sink in Kristine's stomach. She then looked down and took a deep sigh. It was then she noticed that you were still holding Thomas's hand. "And who is your friend?" asked Granny.
Kristine held her head high. "What? He doesn't look familiar to you? This is Thomas--Thomas Martin."