Living Quarters: Will and Sara's room

[Sara Stanton]

"Because that's exactly what it is. I don't know what it does but he says he has to keep taking it and I'm not letting you get yourself hooked on something."

[Will Stanton]

"But it could let me do that kinda stuff! Get it for me so we can look at it please!" he said, his eyes literally growing larger for puppy-dog-ness.

[Sara Stanton]

"No I won't. You have no idea what it might do to you. It's no magical fix because no such thing exists for any problem."

[Will Stanton]

"It might be!"

[Sara Stanton]

"No! Just no. The last thing I need is for you to get addicted to something from the future or explode all over the room or god knows what else could happen."

[Will Stanton]

"He exploded, and he's probably perfectly fine!"

[Sara Stanton]

"I'm not getting it for you. And if I catch you trying to get your hands on it I'm going to kick your butt, pregnant or not."

[Will Stanton]

"Yes'm," he said quietly, but the wheels were spinning already, Sara could just TELL.

[Sara Stanton]

"I mean it Will. That's not something to just blindly mess around with."

[Will Stanton]

"Well, we KNOW it works--I'm still here, aren't I?"

[Sara Stanton]

"Yeah but you don't know how long it took to make or for you to get the hang of using it. If it makes you feel any better he said I helped develop it so chances are you're not, like, necessarily going to miss out on it forever or anything."

[Will Stanton]

"But we could skip 18 years of development!"

[Sara Stanton]

"Or 10 and he's been taking it for 8 years, ramping up the dosage."

[Will Stanton]

"So? That's still 10 years!"

[Sara Stanton]

"You're not experimenting here. If we do find a way back we can ask him if there are any notes the other me made on it."

[Will Stanton]

"Yes'm," he said, still thinking about how he could palm some.

[Sara Stanton]

"Good. Now eat your breakfast." she smiles.

[Will Stanton]

Will did.

"It DOES need more cinnamon," he admitted.