Ghost sat up in bed, letting out a cry of who knows what. Time travel certainly wasn't the most comfortable thing in the world. It was strange having all his molecules rearranged. Very tingly. He took a glance around him, slowly realizing where he was. It was a bedroom. His bedroom. Ghost looked over when he heard quiet yawn. His eyes widened. It was Jimmy, and his eyes were open. Ghost felt his heart skip a beat when he looked into Jimmy's sparkling maroon eyes. No more crimson. A few tears began to dribble down his cheeks. He quickly wiped them off, clearing his throat.

"G-Gregory? Are you ok?" Jimmy questioned, sitting up slowly. Ghost's eyes widened. He really needed to get used to being called by his proper name again.

"I-... yeah... I just had a bad dream."Ghost, or Gregory, mumbled. That's when he realized how young he sounded. Well... he was 10, after all. He jumped when he felt a pair of hands take his.

"Well it'll be ok! I'll protect you from all the spooky things!" Jimmy exclaimed, a look of determination on his freckled face. He couldn't help but smile.

"Thanks Jimmy. So... do you wanna just go back to sleep?" Gregory asked. The younger twin shook his head, pointing to the digital clock on their nightstand.

"It's almost time to get up for school anyways." Jimmy told him. Gregory nodded slowly. He never thought he would be going to school again. The thought made him cringe. Gregory watched as his brother jumped out of bed, turning off the alarm before it went off.

"Come back! It's chilly out there!" Gregory squeaked. He could feel it on his face. Jimmy nodded quickly and crawled back under the fluffy grey covers. Gregory hesitantly reached forward, holding his brother in his arms. He was so warm, especially in comparison to his murderous blood thirsty self from before. He heard Jimmy let out a little giggle.

"Feeling all lovey this morning, huh?" Jimmy chuckled, smiling. He had forgotten how calm and gentle Jimmy's voice was.

"I guess I am. I just missed you. That's all." Gregory sighed, not even paying attention to what he was saying.

"Missed me? Is that because I didn't walk with you to lunch yesterday?" Jimmy questioned, frowning a bit. Gregory 's eyes widened when he realized that Jimmy didn't have any memories of the other timeline like he did. He thought about it for a moment, and that's when it hit him. Where was Toast? He remembered that Toast moved to America when he was 13... which meant he was probably still in England. He began to worry. What if Toast didn't remember the other timeline either?

"Uhh, y-yeah. I was just a bit surprised is all." Gregory mumbled, looking away nervously. After a moment he glanced back. The look in his brother's eyes was truly heartbreaking.

"Oh... I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel bad." Jimmy whispered. He looked like he was actually about to cry.

"H-hey! You didn't make me feel bad!" Gregory told him. Jimmy was about to respond when they heard knocking on their door.

"Boys? You'd better be awake in here, or things are gonna get crazy!" he heard their mom call from the other side of the door. He felt the tears threatening to flow. He never thought he would see or even hear his mom again. She opened the door, a small smile on her lips. She walked up to his side of the bed, placing her hand on his head. Gregory couldn't hold it back any longer. He jumped up, wrapping his arms around his mother's waist. He held her close, sobs forcing their way out of his throat. That's when he heard sniffling from behind him. Jimmy was crying too. Now they were both hugging her. Gregory heard the adult let out a quiet sigh.

"...what am I going to do with you sweethearts?" his mom mumbled as she bent down, pressing a kiss to each of their foreheads. Gregory smiled at this. He forgot just how much he loved his momma, and all the care she gave. Same with Jimmy. He was just so innocent in this timeline, especially compared to before. He knew that to keep things the way they are now, he would need to make some very different choices. But it was worth it. It was so nice to have a family again.