She fidgeted nervously as she looked around the waiting room. It looked more like a formal living room that the waiting room of a scientific research
facility, a nicer living room than she had ever claimed ownership of. She could feel her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was about to come
through her chest. When the antique clock above the fireplace chimed she nearly jumped out of her skin. A heavy, stained wood door swung open into the
waiting room and a young man in a white lab coat stepped out from behind the door and motioned for the woman to follow him through the door. They
walked down a carpeted, door lined hallway that looked similar to one of the hotel hallways in that Stephen King movie The Shining. At the end of the
hallway was an elevator which they entered. The man in the white lab coat pushed the bottom button and they began the long descent down to the lower
When the elevator reached it’s destination the doors opened into another hallway, the exact replica of the first except at the end of the hallway
instead of an elevator there was a giant stainless steel door. Her guide slid a card through a scanner, punched in a code, then finally stood still
for a retinal scan before the door finally unlocked and slid open. The lab was bustling with activity, people running to and fro, the noise of hurried
movement echoed throughout the great open space. The man in the lab coat urged her onward toward a side room, ushering her in and smiling as he closed
the door leaving her alone. The woman scanned the room. In the center of the room was a large, comfortable looking wing backed leather chair that
faced a semi-circle of three other similar chairs. Slowly she walked to the center chair and sat down.
The door opened and three people walked into the room, two men and a woman, all dressed in similar medical scrubs and lab coats. The woman sat in the
middle of the two men as they faced her, a stack of files in her hands. It was the woman who spoke. “Are you absolutely certain that this is what
you want to do?” She smiled without even being aware of it as her mind wandered through time and memory….
She had never meant to fall in love, especially with someone who was not free, but it had happened despite every defense she had put up. What had
started as amusement had changed and blossomed into something wonderful to be cherished and treasured, honest and pure, beautiful. They were perfect
for each other in every single way but one, and that one single way was the fact that they were both already married- and neither could bring
themselves to cause the pain it would bring to ever leave their families. They had both already committed to sticking things out with their mates no
matter what before they had ever even met.
It was difficult, increasingly so over the years. They messaged back and forth and talked on the phone and video called whenever they could. At least
a few times a year, though it took weeks of intricate planning each time, somehow they managed to meet for a couple of days- cherishing every single
second of time they had to spend together, laughing and loving each other. They made love and talked or sometimes just stared into each other’s
eyes. They touched each other slowly, lovingly, memorizing every detail of one another’s bodies. These times were the most wonderful and yet the
most painful of the woman’s life, bittersweet because the time was never enough. Each time they parted ways her heart and soul felt like they were
being ripped from her body. If only they could have met each other before they had each married, but fate had been cruel.
Many times over the years they had been so close to meeting, missing each other only by a few miles or a few days. During one of their many, many
talks she had discovered that her love had been traveling through part of the state she lived in at a time when she had been supposed to go on a trip
to that part of the state, but she had backed out at the last minute. It was during a time when they had both been free and had yet to marry their
current spouses. Many times she wondered if she had taken that trip would their destiny have been different? Would fate have led them to find each
other? If they did would they feel the same about each other? She wondered how different their lives might be. A second chance to get it right...
Suddenly the woman remembered where she was and what she was doing. “Yes,” she answered softly “I am absolutely positive that this is exactly
what I want to do.” The three people in lab coats started passing files back and forth and whispering among themselves as she drifted off into
thoughts of recent events. She thought back to the dinner party three years before when she had run into an old friend of her Godfather whom she
hadn’t seen since childhood- a Congressman. They had vowed to stay in touch and exchanged phone numbers and e-mail addresses. It wasn’t long
before the close bond of friendship they had shared when she was young had been re-established. Eventually the woman confessed to him her quandary,
and how sad her life was without her true love in it full time. She poured her heart, and her pent up tears, out on the table for the first time ever.
Her old friend held her as she sobbed and told her not to worry, that sometime soon he might be able to help her.
Fast forward six months. That is when she received the letter that would change her life. It seemed her dear friend the Congressman was privy to some
secret research projects, one of which happened to be experimenting in time travel and whether events in the past could be changed without causing any
sort of major destruction or chaos. So far the program had been deemed successful but had been kept completely under the radar and out of the press.
Just to apply to the program you had to be recommended by at least two Congressmen and pass any and all security clearances and physical requirements.
Then your application went through an excruciating screening process, and if you made it past that then there were non-stop barrages of psychological
evaluations and physical fitness tests. Constant interrogation as to one’s reasons why they wanted to travel back in time and what exactly they
wished to change and how would they change it. If you weren’t completely honest you were escorted out of the building never to return, your
opportunity for a second chance gone forever. Now, almost a full three years since the chance meeting at the dinner party she was in the final
preparations- and she was ready.
The woman in the lab coat facing her spoke. “You do understand that this is a one way trip? And that there can be no guarantee of the results you
seek?” She nodded her head. “Please understand, when you arrive the thought that you focus on as you cross will be the only thing you remember of
this time- and you won’t know WHY the thought keeps crossing your mind. That will be the only clue or help you will have to change your fate, so you
must focus intently. Otherwise you will likely live your life just as you did the first time, making the same choices, the same mistakes.” The woman
nodded her head again in agreement. The three people in lab coats rose in unison. Each shook her hand in turn and wished her well on her journey and
good luck on changing destiny. The young man who had escorted her to the room returned to escort her to the dressing room. There he waited while she
changed into a paper gown and (cont...)
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