"Hey Figment, who were you talking to?" Youngblood asked.

Figment paused to think for a moment. "I was on the phone with a friend of mine who's in the Watch," he said.

"The Watch?" Youngblood said. "I thought we were trying to stay away from them." He found it hard to believe that Figment was friends with anyone in the Watch, especially after Billie had just chased him through time, but there was a lot that he didn't know about his future self.

"They're the only ones who can help us find my time machine," Figment said. "Anyways, my friend's on the case, and he should be here with my time machine any minute now."

"That's good," Youngblood said. He didn't want to be stuck in the desert any longer than he had to be. He circled around the Trans Am until he found Poison posing with his ray gun. "What are you doing?" he asked.

"I'm being a fabulous killjoy, obviously," Poison said as he pretended to shoot Revenge, who seemed more annoyed than anything.

"Why did I leave my bulletproof vest in 2004?" Revenge complained. "If I had prepared better, then I wouldn't have to deal with this."

"Maybe if you weren't drunk when you left 2004, you would have remembered," Pepper said.

"Shut the fuck up," Revenge said.

All of a sudden, Figment walked up to them. "What's going on over here?" he asked.

"Poison tried to shoot me, and then Pepper insulted me!" Revenge complained.

Poison rolled his eyes dramatically and then said, "It's not even a real gun! He's overreacting!"

"Be nice to each other, okay?" Figment said.

"Fine," Poison said as he lowered his ray gun and wistfully looked toward the Trans Am. "It's a shame the car broke down. I'd give it a spin, but it won't fucking start."

"It's okay," Pepper said. "Bad things like this happen to me all the time. I've learned to expect it." He sadly glanced at the bits of sand on the ground, and then he looked toward Figment. "So while we're waiting for your friend from the Watch, can you tell me why I don't remember 2007? It's really bothering me now."

"No, no, no, I've got a way more important question," Poison said. "Tell me what happens in 2019."

"That's not important!" Pepper insisted.

"Yes, it is!" Poison exclaimed. "Wouldn't it be so cool if I predicted the future?"

"My question is more important!"

"No, mine is!"

Figment sighed and then said, "I'm answering Pepper's question first, but only because he asked first." He took a cigarette from the front seat of the car, and then he sat on the side of the road, his back leaning up against the Trans Am. As he lit the cigarette, he said, "We don't have much time though. The Watch will be here any minute."

"Just answer the question already," Pepper said angrily.

"It's not as complicated as you think, Pepper," Figment said. "You can't remember something that hasn't happened yet."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Youngblood asked.

"Yeah, that makes no sense," Poison said. "You remember all sorts of things that haven't happened yet, Figment."

"When you travel into the future and then return to your own time, your brain erases all of its memories of the future," Figment explained. "That doesn't apply to me because I traveled backwards, not forwards, although if I stay in the past long enough, I'll start to forget what happens in the future."

"So how come Revenge and I still remember 2007?" Youngblood asked.

"You haven't returned to your own time yet," Figment answered.

"So when I go back to 2002, will I..."

"Yes, yes you will."

Youngblood took a moment to process this. Eventually, he would forget the future. Everything he'd seen, everything he'd heard, everything he'd learned about what lies ahead would be erased. It would be as if none of this had ever happened, as if the time machine had glitched back in 2002.

He looked toward his future selves for a moment. Poison looked just as shocked and confused as he did, even though this was the fourth time he'd heard this. It all made sense now - why his future selves acted as they were experiencing everything for the first time. Youngblood just wished that he could keep his memories. He wished that he could go home and remember what his next album would be called, how far the band had come, how happy he was with Frank, and most importantly, whether or not they would be able to save him.

"Huh," Revenge said. "So that's why I don't remember time traveling when you showed up two years ago."

"Exactly," Figment said.

"So I'm not going to remember any of this either?" Pepper complained. "Is there any way to stop my brain from deleting my memories?"

"I suppose you could bring a notepad or something with you and take notes, but I've never tried that," Figment said.

Pepper groaned. "But I don't want to forget this," he said.

"Hey, at least I can tell Youngblood about Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge now," Revenge said. "Because he's going to forget it when he gets home, right?"

"Shut up, Revenge!" Pepper shouted. He turned toward Figment and asked, "So it's true that I'm going to marry some girl named Lindsey?"

"We didn't lie to you, Pepper," Youngblood said.

Figment paused and then nodded. "Yes, you're going to marry Lindsey," he said.

"But why?" Pepper asked. "Why would I hurt Frank like that?"

Figment was about to say something, but then Poison interjected, "Figment! Answer my question! You said you would!"

Figment sighed and asked, "What was your question again?"

"What happens in 2019?" Poison asked.

"Lots of things happen in 2019," Figment said. "What do you want to know?"

"Has the apocalypse happened yet?"

Figment paused, and with a pokerface to rival Mikey's, he said, "Yes."

"Really?" Poison said, excited. "What's it like?"

Figment tried to keep himself from laughing as he told Poison about the future. "Better Living Industries took over in 2012, and we've been fighting against Korse and the S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/W unit ever since then. It's not easy, but in this world, it's death or victory."

"He's joking, right?" Youngblood whispered to Revenge.

"I honestly can't tell," Revenge said.

Regardless of whether or not it was true, Poison lapped up every word Figment said. "So I was right all along!" he exclaimed. "I predicted the future!"

"Yes, you did," Figment said, desperately trying to keep a straight face. He looked out over the desert landscape and said, "All of this will be part of the Zones one day."

"Wow, that's crazy," Poison said. "I can't wait until 2019. It's going to be amazing."

"What are you talking about?" Figment snapped. "Why would you want everything in Danger Days to happen? All of the Killjoys die in that album! Including you!"

Poison shrugged and said, "You only live forever in the lights you make."

Figment groaned. "Whatever, Poison. I answered your question," he said. "Pepper, you deserve to know why we broke up with Frank."

"Yeah, I was wondering about that too," Revenge said.

"It's kind of a long story," Figment said as he lit another cigarette. Youngblood, Revenge, and Pepper all sat down next to him, eager to hear what he had to say. Meanwhile, Poison stood off to the side, staring off into the distance and daydreaming about his new album.

"It started during Projekt Revolution, when a music magazine wanted to write an article about our relationship," Figment said. "I still don't know how they found out - Frank and I never told anyone. Maybe we made out onstage one too many times. Anyways, I knew that we couldn't let them write about us. If the fans knew, if the media knew, it would ruin us. We had to keep our love a secret."

Revenge and Pepper nodded, while Youngblood thought it over. My Chemical Romance wasn't famous yet in his time, but he had no idea what his bandmates would think if they knew how he felt about Frank, and he didn't want to find out. It would be even worse with their fans. In his time, there were barely enough of them to fill Geoff Rickly's basement, but Pepper's fans could probably form a small army. When he thought about how they might react if they knew, he decided that Figment was right. If he was going to date Frank in the future, they would have to keep it a secret, no matter the cost.

"Frank didn't want to do that though," Figment continued. "He thought that it would be better if we told the band, the fans, the media, everyone we knew. He was done with keeping secrets." He sighed and then said, "Frank and I got into a big fight onstage one night, and after the show was over, I finally broke things off with him. I couldn't stand it anymore: the fame, the pressure, hiding such a huge part of my life from everyone, and I thought it would be better if Frank and I weren't together.

"That was around the time I met Lindsey. When I saw her for the first time, I swore it was love at first sight. She was beautiful and smart and talented, and I was sure that she was perfect for me. I thought that being with her would help me forget about Frank. I asked her to marry me a few weeks after I broke up with Frank, and she said yes. We got married at the end of the tour, and for a while, everything was perfect. We spent every moment together. We moved to LA together. She knew me better than I knew myself, and I was hopelessly, desperately in love with her. Even when she said something that reminded me of Frank, I tried not to think of him. I shared my life with Lindsey now."

"So how come Poison just made out with Frank?" Youngblood interrupted.

"I was getting to that part!" Figment explained. "Be patient!" Youngblood, Revenge, and Pepper went silent, and Figment continued his story. "Two years went by, and one day, Lindsey told me that we needed to talk. She told me that she knew that I was still in love with Frank, and she thought it would be better if we went our separate ways. At the time, I was shocked and heartbroken, but now, I know that she was right. Even when I was married to Lindsey, hardly a day went by when I didn't think about Frank. At night, I still longed for his beautiful face, and I heard him play the guitar in my dreams.

"All Lindsey wanted was for me to be happy. She told me so. She told me that she couldn't be happy unless I was happy, and she knew that I wouldn't be happy unless I was with Frank. That's how I know she really loved me. She loved me because she let me go, even when I begged her to stay, even when I insisted that I didn't love Frank anymore. She knew me better than I knew myself.

"After the divorce, I called Frank, and we had a long talk about art, about music, about life. I told him that I missed making music with him, and he said that he missed that too. We'd become so distant after the breakup, and more than anything, I missed how I felt when I was on stage with him. There was so much energy, so much passion, and I always felt better knowing that he was by my side. So we started working on another MCR album."

Figment laughed and said, "Of course, we scrapped that project once we started working on Danger Days, but while we were working, we slowly started falling in love again. We decided to give our relationship another try, but we agreed that there would be no more secrets. We didn't have to tell the fans or the media if we didn't want to, but if we were going to be together again, Ray, Bob, and Mikey deserved to know about it."

"Ooh, can I tell them about what happened next?" Poison said, excited.

"Go for it," Figment said.

So Poison started to tell his story.