Ashlee gasped. She held her head as the universe was spinning around her. Seeing everyone of Dave's actions with the pen, Prometheus, and the strange little man who obvious worked for something much worse that DIDN'T want the pen used no matter what...
The lizard man of her dreams turned around, not able to look at her. She slowly reached out and touched his shoulder. "Dave?"
He turned to look at her. She kissed him. "Ashlee?"
"So cute little Nichole, who I remember giving ice cream to once, would have been a disgruntled officer worker who would have killed you, killed everyone, and then himself? If I have to chose between a world where that happened, and this world where that never happened, I think I'll chose this one."