The Watch – Part 97:

The next morning, I awoke to the sound of a car blowing its horn as loudly as possible. My eyes were struggling to open due to them being covered in sleep dust. I had to wipe my eyes with the palms of my hands before I could open my eyes properly. When they were fully open, I discovered that the sun hadn’t risen yet. The room was dark save from a few rays of moonlight here and there as they tried to force their way through the curtains. I sat up to turn my pillow over so that the fresh side was facing upwards and sorted out my duvet so that it wasn’t so twisted. As I was doing that, I heard the toilet flush and the bathroom door opening.

‘Oh, you can’t sleep either,’ Amy said not knowing about the car horn. I could only see her outline as the moon’s rays bounced off of her and the rest of her body soaking up the light. I heard the rustling of bedsheets as she climbed back into bed.

‘What’s been on your mind?’ I asked, ‘Is it the station or the guy we met?’

‘Both,’ she said.

‘Do you want to talk about it?’ I asked. ‘Maybe once you’ve gotten your thoughts off your chest you would be able to sleep better.’

‘I think that if I start talking, I won’t stop. I have to get some rest before the sun comes up,’ Amy sighed. ‘You had better get some sleep as well,’ and she rolled over so that the moonlight wouldn’t be too distracting. I finished sorting out my duvet and settled back down; the freshness of the pillow helped a lot. I closed my eyes and that was all I remembered before waking up when the sun was just above the horizon.

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I wasn’t as refreshed as I would’ve liked to have been the next morning, but it could have been a lot worse, at least I did get some sleep. Amy’s bed was empty meaning she must be in the bathroom getting ready. I’m not going to fall for that one again. A couple of minutes later, Amy stepped out into the main room after having a wash and tying her hair up into a bun.

‘I like your new style,’ I said.

‘Yeah, well, I figured it wouldn’t be getting in the way if it was up,’ she said pleased that I had noticed. ‘Bathroom’s clear if you want to get yourself ready,’ Amy said as she turned to focus on her bag of toiletries as she put her toothpaste and brush away. I climbed out of bed and walked across the room where I closed the bathroom door behind me and started to get myself ready.

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Breakfast was a simple procedure. Nothing too fancy and nothing too bad. It was just right. I had toast with butter and an apple juice and Amy had toast with jam complete with a cup of coffee.

‘So I was thinking that we take another look around the area before we do anything else,’ Amy said.

‘I was thinking the same thing, actually,’ I said, sliding my plate away to make room for my apple juice. ‘I don’t want to bombard that guy with question after question as that might make him feel uncomfortable.’

‘I agree,’ Amy said, sipping her coffee. ‘I was wondering about just letting things take their natural course, for if we intervene in anyway, it might make certain events delayed.’

‘I don’t think that can happen,’ I said, ‘but I do see where you’re coming from. If we just act on instincts, everything should fall into place on their own. We just have to be there at the right place at the right time for when everything does, that’s all.

‘And you think that’s going to happen? You said yesterday that we might be barking up the wrong tree.’

‘I know, but when you mentioned that you feel strongly about that guy being a major part of it, I’m getting that certain thought that is telling me that whatever is going to happen is going to happen today.’

‘What do you think is going to happen today?’ Amy asked seriously.

‘To be honest,’ I said, thinking, ‘I really have no clue. I mean, at some point you’re going to travel in time, but maybe that won’t even happen.’

‘How do you mean,’ Amy said curious with what I’m going to say next.

‘I’m not entirely sure, but maybe, once the video has been shot, it is then sent back in time to be uploaded to the website?

‘I can see how that would work,’ Amy said thoughtfully. ‘I was going to ask how the video would be sent back in time, but that question is kind of irrelevant when we don’t know how I’m going to travel in time. I mean, did you see any clue inside the station?’

‘Nothing, unfortunately,’ I said, which only lead me to speculate that Amy will find out about the watch any time soon. I have to be absolutely sure, though. I don’t want to tell her and it turns out this situation has nothing to do with the watch, but if I don’t tell her, then what’s going to happen then. Will certain events happen that will lead me to reveal my secret and there’s nothing I can do to stop it?

‘Maybe you’re right,’ Amy shrugged. ‘I’m still trying to process the fact that time travel is actually real, you know.’

‘Yeah, I know how you feel,’ I said stretching my arms upwards and waiting for the click in my elbows.

When I brought my arms back down, I said, ‘it’s that type of game that is impossible to try and think ahead a few moves. You have to play with what you have on the field at that specific point.

‘Ready?’ Amy asked after I had drained my last gulp of apple juice and set it down on the table.

‘Whenever you are,’ I said.

‘Then let’s make history,’ Amy said with a smile. We got up from our chairs, thanked the person behind the bar for our breakfast, who was very happy that she had done a good service, and made our way outside into the bright and surprisingly warm day.

TO BE CONTINUED…

Thanks for reading

Antony Hudson

(TonyHadNouns)