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kohlippit · 1 year ago

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Dark (2017) Final Project

The thriller and mystery series Dark (2017) is the first Netflix original show to be German. The narrative follows a fictional town in central Germany called Winden that is shrouded in controversy. The series begins with a father committing suicide, leaving his son, Jonas, traumatized and in therapy for a couple of months. Two children, ages twelve and fifteen, go missing without a trace as well. Weird occurrences such as birds and sheep suddenly dying of cardiac arrest with ruptured eardrums appear to have some connection to the unexplainable happenings. While not much is revealed at first, with each passing episode we learn more and about how everything is tied together through time travel. Ulrich Nielsen, a police officer, is the father of the twelve-year-old-boy who went missing named Mikkel. When Ulrich was a teenager, his younger brother, Mads, similarly went missing at the age of twelve. We soon come to realize that Mikkel time traveled back to 1986, while Mads was sent to 2019. It is later revealed that Mikkel stayed in 1986 and is the father of Jonas, who committed suicide at the start of the series. In ways like this, everything in this show is tied together in mysterious ways.

While the show is set in a small town in Germany, meaning every character is white, the series is quite diverse. The show has multiple deaf characters, transgender characters, a husband who is secretly homosexual, and a vast array of women in positions of power within the town. However, American philosopher Judith Butler writes in her article “Gender is Burning: Questions of Appropriation and Subversion” on how a diverse cast does not mean positive representation. Butler writes on the documentary Paris is Burning (1990) and how it “calls into question whether parodying the dominant norms is enough to displace them; indeed, whether the denaturalization of gender norms cannot be the very vehicle for a reconsolidation of hegemonic norms.” [1] Although a woman is the principal of the town’s high school or the chief of police, these characters are not particularly developed or a crucial part of the narrative. Ulrich’s wife, Katharina, is the principal of the high school and also Mikkel’s mother, yet the series focuses much more on Ulrich’s struggles despite him just being a police officer. The show divulges into Ulrich’s past, where he often times got into trouble with the local police and his unlikely journey to eventually becoming a member of the police. It also displays how Ulrich was framed for raping Katharina when the two were in high school by Hannah. In 2019, Ulrich is cheating on Katharina with Hannah, not knowing that she was the one who framed him back then. We see his efforts in attempting to break into illegal areas without a warrant in an attempt to find his son, Mikkel, while Katharina is largely forgotten. The chief of police, Charlotte Doppler, is often times just a hindrance to Ulrich’s efforts. As Butler argues, placing characters outside of their gender norms does not mean the show is inclusive, and Dark seems to fail in this regard by pushing male characters to the forefront of the narrative.

Furthermore, the series eventually settles on a male protagonist despite its initial focus on a vast array of characters. Butler explains that “heterosexual privilege operates in many ways, and two ways in which it operates include naturalizing itself and rendering itself as the original and the norm.” [2] Jonas, who’s the son of Mikkel and Hannah, eventually becomes the character we follow as he time travels back to 1986. The show gets the viewer to share his point of view from the start when he finally returns to school after two months. His best friend, Bartosz, has told everyone that his absence is due to being on a study abroad in France. Jonas is not particularly delighted by this excuse, and further feels betrayed when he realizes that Bartosz is dating Martha, a girl who he was with over the summer. Characters like Martha often become a love interest for a prominent male character or a subject of the male gaze within the series and are not particularly developed.

Another character that fits into this category is Franziska Doppler, the daughter of the chief of police, Charlotte. Her character is quite developed at first, unlike many of the other female cast. We discover that her eight-year-old sister is deaf but quite mischievous, leading to them often fighting. Her mother and father live together but are in the process of getting a divorce because the father is homosexual and has had multiple affairs. We realize that while Franziska is a model student on the surface, she carries a lot of emotional weight on the inside. Yet her character is often the subject of the male gaze. British feminist film theorist Laura Mulvey writes in her article “Visual Pleasure and Narrative Cinema” on the objectification of women in cinema. Mulvey writes that “a woman performs within the narrative, the gaze of the spectator and that of the male characters in the film are neatly combined without breaking narrative verisimilitude.” [3] In episode four, Franziska is shown changing into her dancing clothes in the women’s locker room while Magnus, the older brother of Mikkel, spies on her. Magnus continues watching her through the window of a door as she practices with her dance class. Later, as she changes back into her regular clothes, Magnus enters and confronts her. She then confides to him about her domestic life and her internal struggles, leading them to kiss. While her character is complex, she quickly becomes just another love interest for a male character and the audience to gaze at.

While Dark is a well written and entertaining series, its attempts at diversity feel engineered and not particularly effective. While it is admittedly difficult to create complex characters with such a large cast, the narrative feels too male oriented at times while trying to create the appearance that female characters are also prominent. Rather than giving fancy titles to some of the woman in the show, having one of the children that go missing being a girl, or having female characters that are not always love interests may have created a more inclusive series.

[1] Judith Butler, “Gender is Burning: Questions of Appropriation and Subversion,�� Feminist Film Theory, (1999): 338

[2] Butler, “Gender is Burning: Questions of Appropriation and Subversion,” 339

[3] Laura Mulvey, “Visual Pleasure and Narrative Cinema,” Film Theory and Criticism, (2009): 716

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nikkzwrites · 5 years ago

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Yesterday Once More | Dark Fix-It Fic Series | Chapter 1

A/N: This fic is one that I started with my OC because honestly, I personally didn’t like how season 3 ended. So I am rewriting all of Dark with my OC Annalise Dahlheim. I hope you all like it. Some things will be expanded more on just for more depth to Dark that season 3 kinda skipped over so.... yeah.

CW: Canon Typical Triggers: Smoking, Sex, Language, Drugs, Drinking, Death, Violence.

Word Count: 5.1k

[Next Chapter]

Meeting Jonas felt as if the world finally started turning for Annalise. Her lips felt dry seeing the blonde boy. Her tongue instinctively licked her lips to moisten them once more. His bright blue eyes were just as Martha had described. He was different though. He did not radiate the happy energy that Martha had once described.

“Anna,” Bartosz called to pull her out of her trance from seeing Jonas. He leaned over to his best friend and teased loud enough for everyone to hear, “Forgive her. She’s still a foreigner so her German isn’t the best.”

Annalise grumbled, “Please don’t call me that.” She rubbed her shoulder anxiously. She never understood why Martha decided to date such an ass when she was previously dating such a sweet boy, especially since the ass was the sweet boy’s best friend.

“Hey.” Jonas gave a small smile, “You know, it’s a fairly pretty name. It’s close to my mom’s name. Hannah.”

She laughed, “Did you just say my name was pretty because it sounds like your mom’s?”

Jonas blushed. He bit his lip for a second. “Yeah.” he quickly changed the subject, “You’re German isn’t that bad.”

Annalise rolled her eyes as she watched everyone walking towards the doors, “Well, Bartosz likes to make fun of me.” She spotted Magnus and said, “I’ve gotta go talk to him.” She honestly just wanted to leave the awkward conversation.

Bartosz laughed and explained to his friend once she left, “She lives with them since her exchange status, you know. Anna is weirdly close to Magnus. Martha always asks me to stop pointing it out but the way she looks at him is fucking weird.”

“Did you tell anyone,” Jonas changed the subject.

Bartosz chuckled, “I told everyone you were on a two-month school exchange in France, playing hide-the-baguette. Conveniently enough, Annalise came over from America a month later so no one really questioned much.” He looked at Jonas who still seemed worried, “Relax. Come on.” He walked towards the school and encouraged his friend, “Come on.”

Magnus looked down at Annalise and rolled his eyes at the girl’s smelling of him, “Yeah. Mikkel is at school safe. You should have just waited for all of us if you were that worried.”

“You smell like weed,” She commented pulling away from the older boy.

Magnus shook his head, “Who are you? Franziska? What has gotten into everyone today?” A slight blush grew on his face.

“Franziska,” Annalise teased dancing just out of his reach, “That’s a big surprise, Magnus.”

“Shut up,” He turned his head and asked, “Shouldn’t you go find Martha?”

Annalise nodded then turned just in time to spot her, “There she is, I’ll go. Bye Magnus. Have fun~”

Martha looked at her foreign friend. “You left without me this morning,” she complained, “where did you go?”

Annalise shrugged, “I just walked to school.” She lied. She had gone to try to pick up some bread for herself that morning and past Ulrich on her way coming back from the bakery. He made her promise not to tell anyone about it, so she had eaten as much as she could before getting to school before passing it off to one of her other classmates.

“Assemblies like this are for idiots,” Bartosz reasoned, “They need to get rid of them.”

Jonas didn’t reply, but instead, kept an eye on Martha who was walking towards them. He truly smiled for the first time since getting home. His hopeful eyes watched as she moved to sit.

Bartosz moved to give Martha a place to sit next to him. When he noticed Annalise with her, he whispered to the person next to Jonas to move.

Martha sat in between Bartosz and Jonas. Sorrowfully, she gave Bartosz a kiss as he wrapped an arm around her. Completely unaware of Jonas’ face changing to one of hurt, she linked her hand with Bartosz’s.

Bartosz leaned over and confessed as if an afterthought, “Maybe you did miss something.”

Annalise shifted uncomfortably on the other side of Jonas and looked away. A sick feeling filled her stomach seeing how Jonas’s expressions changed. She just bit the inside of her lip and decided to stay out of it for the moment though.

Martha looked up at Jonas to finally fully study him. She mustered up her courage to let out a, “Hey.”

Very quietly, Jonas replied back, “Hey.”

Martha looked around the room trying to figure out exactly what she wanted to say next. She could feel that they were making this moment awkward for everyone. “How was France,” She asked.

Before Jonas could respond, Bartosz answered, “French. How else?” He laughed at his own joke causing Martha to look at him unamused.

Annalise leaned over, made a face at him, and said, “Shove off Bartosz, that wasn’t even funny.”

“Oh, shut up Anna,” Bartosz rolled his eyes and sneered back at her before he and Annalise shifted to sit correctly in their seats once more.

Everyone started to applaud as Katharina walked onto the stage as if the entire school were thankful that she interrupted the awkwardness between Jonas and Martha. The woman thanked everyone for their warm welcome and then started on the assembly about Erik Obendorf. This caused numerous students to whisper amongst themselves as Jonas and Martha just looked at each other.

Afterward, they all walked to their classes. Annalise lagged behind with Jonas kind of just following Bartosz and Martha. She really didn’t know what to say to make the situation any better. So she instead elected to stay silent. The girl did overhear Bartosz talking about meeting up to go to the caves later to get the remains of Erik’s dope. She shook her head and stormed past them, “Excuse me.” She walked into her and Martha’s shared first period.

Bartosz smiled and chuckled, “She really needs to get some dick. Magnus still hasn’t done that yet?” He teased Martha.

Martha lightly hit her boyfriend, “Gross.” She pulled away and followed Annalise into the classroom to try and apologize.

Bartosz anxiously waited until the middle of the first period with Jonas to discuss going to the caves. First, he needed to make his friend laugh though. While Franziska gave her report, he leaned over to his friend, “You know what I’ve been wondering for days? If the blackest hole of all is parked in Franziska Doppler’s ass.”

Jonas finally chuckled. A giant grin spread across his face and he tried to suppress his laughter.

“But, seriously,” Bartosz stated seriously, “what I really wonder is this: If Erik didn’t run away, but got snuffed out or something instead, then all his dope is still in the caves.”

Jonas looked at his friend confused.

Bartosz continued, “He kept his entire stash there.”

“So,” Jonas asked.

Bartosz shook his head, “Oh, man!” He sighed at his friend’s foolishness, “We go in there and….bingo!”

Jonas scoffed, “That’s bullshit.”

“It’s awesome,” Bartosz counteracted.

Martha leaned over to Annalise and whispered, “I know you two aren’t the greatest of friends, but can’t you and Bartosz try to be at least a bit more polite and nicer to each other?”

Annalise twirled her pencil in her hand, “Tell that to him first. I’ve always been the one to try and play nice.”

“Well, you are coming with us to the cave tonight right,” Martha pleaded, “It would be really awkward if it’s just me, Bartosz, and Jonas.”

Annalise smiled and stifled a laugh, “Isn’t Magnus also going? Want another person there so you can hoe with your boyfriend without feeling bad about Jonas.”

“Shut up,” Martha blushed and hit her shoulder against the other girl a bit harder than she expected that caused Annalise to fall out of her seat with a large clang of the metal stool against the cement floor.

The bell rang signifying the end of the school day before any of the kids could realize.

Jonas called Bartosz on his bullshit then asked, “Then you’ll go around selling it or what?”

Bartosz hummed, “No dude. We’ll smoke half of it ourselves. And if there are capacities on the market, you don’t hesitate.” He further explained, “We’ll go there and get the stuff. Easy Peasy.”

“Who’s getting what stuff,” Magnus’s deep voice called over to the two boys as he and his sister joined them atop the stairs.

“We’re going to the caves tonight,” Bartosz explained to the boy before going to greet his girlfriend with a deep kiss.

Magnus laughed. He turned towards Jonas and asked, “You turning into boy scouts?”

“Bartosz thinks Erik’s dope is there,” Jonas replied.

The group started their way down the stairs to meet up with Annalise who was waiting hanging off the metal banister on the outside of the stairs. Martha spoke up, “Fanny told me they once found a dead squirrel with five legs there.”

“You’ll believe any old crap,” Magnus teased his sister.

Annalise laughed and said, “Come on Magnus. Leave Martha alone. Let her live in her dreams.” She hopped off to pounce on her surrogate brother’s back causing him to stumble a bit. They both started to laugh and Jonas smiled at the pure ridiculousness of what was going on between Magnus and Annalise.

Martha turned to the two laughing like crows, “Just because you can’t see past your nose doesn’t mean there aren’t things going on out there that the nuclear power mafia keeps secret from the public.”

Magnus pushed Annalise off while Martha went on her rant. As he passed his sister, he told her, “Don’t forget to breathe.” Franziska, as if on cue, stood in the doorway blocking the group. She looked up at the tall older boy. Magnus carefully moved past her. “Franziska.” he acknowledged her.

“Magnus,” she replied walking backward to eye him up and down before continuing her way into the school.

Bartosz, Jonas, and Annalise stood back to watch her walk away in awe with what had just happened.

Just as Franziska was out of range, Martha looked at her brother disgusted, “You got a crush on her now or what?”

“Shut up,” Bartosz muttered under his breath.

Annalise chuckled and murmured, “So it’s mutual. I see.”

When Magnus ignored her, she said, “Hey, idiot.”

“Okay, what the hell.”

The other boys started to ‘Woah’ at Martha and Magnus. Starting to get into the middle of the near fight, Jonas said, “Let’s go to the caves tonight and look.”

Bartosz gently slapped his friend’s shoulder, “Yeah dude.” He did his handshake with Magnus before taking Martha’s hand and walking ahead, “Come on.”

Jonas stood there and watched as the other three walked for a moment. He was completely lost staring at the sight in front of him that he nearly panicked at Annalise bumping her shoulder against Jonas’s.

“Do you live at school or are you coming,” Annalise teased as she started to urge him to walk with her.

Jonas laughed a bit while shaking his head, “Yeah. Thanks.”

The rest of the group was so far ahead at that point that Annalise decided to try to make some conversation. She smiled at Jonas and walked ahead of him a bit so she could walk backward and face him, “So, you know the first time I got here, I wasn’t used to so many men speaking German. In fact, I was a bit afraid of German.”

Jonas looked up and raised a brow at her, “Yeah?” He didn’t one hundred percent want to be rude since she was Martha’s friend, but he really didn’t know where she was going with telling him this.

Annalise smiled and continued with her story, “Well, when I was first moving here for the program, I heard that Katharina was going to pick me up. So I was waiting for her when a tall authoritative intimating man walked up and started speaking to me in full German.” She started laughing, “I knew what he was saying, but I couldn’t help it. I just started crying right there in the middle of the airport. Everyone just kept staring at Ulrich and me until someone asked what was wrong. You should have seen his face.” Annalise doubled over laughing at her recollection.

Jonas smiled and chuckled. He couldn’t help but feel a bit more cheerful after seeing her eyes sparkle. Her laugh infected him and before he knew it he was laughing as well even though he didn’t even think the story was that funny. He just really enjoyed the fact someone was putting so much effort into making him feel normal again. Jonas looked at her again. It was as if she was made of vibrant colors and radiating it outwards. The pinkish-orange hue that she emitted from just existing in his life was like watching the most beautiful sunset.

Annalise finally was able to stop laughing as they got where they needed to part ways so that way she could pick up Mikkel and then head home. They stopped and looked at each other for a moment. “Please don’t tell anyone I told you that,” She plead with him jokingly, “Bartosz would never let me live it down.”

“I won’t,” Jonas nodded. He laughed.

Annalise laughed again and said, “Jonas. Don’t laugh! Makes me think you are going to tell him as soon as I’m gone.”

Jonas continued to laugh, “What do you want me to do about that, you’re laughing too. You stop first.”

“Promise me, Jonas,” Annalise giggled.

The boy wiped happy tears away from his eyes, “I promise.”

“I promise what,” She dogged him.

“I promise,” Jonas smiled, “that I won’t tell them so that they will make fun of you. Only I get that.”

Annalise shook her head, “See you later asshole.” She giggled and blushed as she walked away.

Jonas watched her leave. He walked towards his house still watching her. “See you later,” he whispered under his breath as he waved towards her leaving form before he turned around to continue walking back home before the meetup.

Annalise touched her tree of life necklace. Its silver comforted her as she waited for Mikkel to walk over to her. She scanned to try to find the little boy who had grown to be like a little brother to her. Her heart felt scared knowing she was going to keep Ulrich’s secret from him. It was for the best, but she never wanted to lie to him.

When Mikkel spied Annalise, he smiled and ran up to her. He gave her a forceful hug that made them have to spin to keep balance. He yelled, “Lise! You came to pick me up!”

Annalise smiled and said, “Yeah I wanted to be the one to walk you home before Magnus took you to Heide’s.” She laughed as she held the boy, “So you will never guess who I met today.” She grabbed Mikkel’s hand so that they could walk together.

Mikkel laughed, “Did you finally meet Jonas?! He’s great, huh?”

Annalise ruffled the boy’s hair with her other hand, “Yeah.” She didn’t notice the pink painted on her face until Mikkel spoke up.

“You’re blushing,” He teased, “Do you like him?”

Annalise unconvincingly scoffed, “What? Me? I just met him.” Her face glowing.

The young boy laughed and concluded, “So you do like him.”

“Well, he isn’t not handsome,” She conceded with the boy letting the truth out about her feelings just a little bit.

When they got home, Annalise hurried upstairs to get freshened up. Martha was just about to leave but decided to wait for her friend. Martha looked at her and asked, “Wanting to impress someone now?”

Annalise blushed and finished up freshening up. She turned to her friend and asked, “Are we going?”

Martha nodded and asked, “Can you pick up some drinks from the convenience store since we are so early?”

Annalise made a face but agreed to anyway. She walked to the convenience store. She wandered down the isles and grabbed a six-pack of the mini plastic bottled Coca Cola’s and grabbed two tall glass Coca Colas. She smiled as she walked back towards the train tracks where she was going to meet back up with Martha.

Then she heard voices. She squinted and snuck closer making sure they didn’t hear her. “Where are Bartosz and the others,” asked a boy’s voice. Annalise surmised it must have been Jonas’s. It was similar and very fluid like the way he spoke.

“Late.” Martha responded, “As always.” This made Annalise want to wring her neck, but the girl stayed silent to listen. “The thing with Bartosz…”

Jonas quickly interrupted sounding panicked, “It’s okay. You don’t need to explain.”

“But I want to,” Martha replied to him. She started to sound like she was holding back tears, “I wrote you a text while you were away. Not just one. But I never sent them. It all sounded wrong somehow. What happened between us last summer…I...” Martha trailed off.

Jonas spoke up once more, “It’s really okay.” It didn’t sound okay. They were silent again. Annalise was just about to reveal herself when Jonas started again, “Something up? They were both lightly laughing now. This really hurt Annalise for some reason.

“I think I’m having deja vu,” Martha explained, “The light, the forest. As if all of this has already happened before.”

Jonas looked around looking right past Annalise with no notice. He looked back towards Martha with a small chuckle and a shrug, “A glitch in the matrix.”

Martha asked confused, “What?”

“If the world is a simulation,” Jonas explained, “deja vu is a glitch in the matrix.”

“Or a message from the other side,” Martha retorted, “I read that somewhere.”

Annalise felt very awkward watching such an intimate moment. For some reason, her heart ached a bit hearing them talk so easily. Part of the girl honestly wanted to just leave and go home. Have nothing to do with any of this.

Then Mikkel and Magnus walked near her. The younger boy noticed the girl hiding from the other two. Mikkel smiled as he linked his arm with Annalise’s and made her walk up with him.

“Hey, what the hell,” Martha asked Magnus.

He quickly replied, “Parents’ meeting. Heide’s got a stomach bug. I’m stuck with him.”

“Hi, Jonas,” Mikkel pulled away from the girl, “Ultimate fist bump?” He held out his fist to the older boy.

Jonas smiled and gave the boy a quick fist bump.

Annalise looked to Martha and Magnus then offered, “I can go home and stay with him if you want me to.”

Martha shook her head and looked towards her brother who responded with, “You take him back.” Magnus looked straight at Martha.

“Relax guys,” Mikkel interrupted, “I’m not a baby anymore.”

Bartosz, then, jogged up. “What is the idiot doing here,” he asked swatting Mikkel behind the head.

“Hey,” Annalise pulled Mikkel more towards her.

“Yeah,” Magnus agreed, “Only I can do that, okay?” Then he swatted his little brother behind his head. Annalise made a face as Mikkel complained that it hurt. She pulled the boy closer to her and gave him a plastic bottle coke while covering one finger over her lips. Magnus flipped his flashlight in his hand and held the light up to his face before saying, “Let us go.”

Mikkel looked up at Annalise as everyone started to follow Magnus, “Thank Lise.”

“It’s no problem Mikkel,” She grabbed a glass one out of the bag for herself. She opened it and turned to Jonas, “Do you want one?”

Jonas smiled gently, “Yeah. Thanks.” He took the other glass bottle from her and held it towards her so that she could open it.

Finally hearing the noise of a Coca Cola being opened, Bartosz turned around, “Oh nice! Thanks Anna.” He grabbed the bag from her hoping to find more of the glass bottles then turned towards her, “Did you only get two of those?”

Annalise smiled coyly at the boy, “It’s not like I was paid to get everyone a glass one. First come, first serve.” She clinked her bottle with Jonas then took a sip just to spite the boy.

Bartosz rolled his eyes, “Whatever.” He turned back around to continue walking with his arm around Martha howling at the moon with the others.

Jonas looked at the two wistfully and Annalise bumped his shoulder, “Come on.” She coaxed him into walking with her as a pair in the back.

It wasn’t too long once they entered the woods that the group started to walk more in a line across. Mikkel was the first to speak up again, “What do you guys think happened to Erik?” He walked with his older brother then continued, “Kids in our class are saying someone kidnapped him and has him locked up in a basement.”

Magnus rolled his eyes, “Oh shut up. He just ran away.”

Martha used this opportunity to look at Jonas once more.

“But it could be that he’s locked up somewhere and can’t get out,” Mikkel explained his side. “Why would someone do that? Lock someone else up?” the boy asked.

“It’s like the witch in Hansel and Gretel,” Bartosz tried to joke, “When she gets hungry, she has something to eat.”

Martha held back a laugh and hit her boyfriend much to the displeasure of Mikkel. She shook her head then replied, “No, Even if Mom and Dad tell you that most people are nice, there are people out there who are anything but nice.”

Magnus and Annalise both spoke up.

“Like your sister,” the oldest boy said.

“Like Bartosz,” the girl had said at the same time as the boy.

They turned towards each other and laughed as Martha complained, “You idiots.”

Jonas then spoke up, “My father said good and evil are a question of perspective.” He looked around seeing everyone suddenly quieter and a bit awkward. He joked, “Dead father, bad topic?”

Mikkel spoke up once more to get the topic back on track, “And if Erik is no longer alive? If he’s lying dead somewhere and no one finds him? That would be the worst. Even if you’re dead, you want to be found.”

“No one is dead and no one won’t be found, okay,” Martha angrily said clearly tired of the conversation, “Can we please change the topic now?”

Bartosz smiled deviously and said, “Annalise has been awfully quiet during this exchange. Why not we pick on her for a little bit?”

Annalise rolled her eyes, “You’re only mad that you didn’t get a glass bottle. Here, if you want it so badly take mine.” She held it out to the boy who quickly took it and returned the back of plastic mini bottles to her.

“Thank you,” Bartosz teased getting hit again by Martha, “Ouch. What?”

Jonas looked towards Annalise and held out his bottle, “I didn’t drink too much of it if you still want some from the bottle. I saw that you only took like one sip of yours.”

Annalise smiled and joked, “Thanks, I’d much prefer to share an indirect kiss with anyone else.” She was just about to press the bottle to her lips before she realized what she had said then paused. She tried to hand it back to Jonas.

Jonas, trying to ignore his own blush, said, “No. It’s okay.” He smiled, “It’s just funny that you would say that.”

Annalise took a quick sip before handing the bottle back to Jonas, “Why? Is it weird I don’t want to kiss my best friend’s boyfriend?”

Jonas laughed, “No. I think it’s just funny that it was your first thought. It makes me think you’ve thought about it before.”

“Ew,” Annalise shook her head, “That’s Bartosz you’re talking about. That’s disgusting.” She blushed and mumbled, “maybe someone else but not Bartosz really.”

Jonas chuckled and drank some of his drink himself.

“I’m bored, can we go home,” Mikkel complained as they passed the nuclear power plant.

“We are almost there,” Bartosz explained.

Jonas stood in front of the gates and stared. Strangely enough, he felt as if all of this had happened before as well. He was lost in this thought when he felt a small gentle pressure next to him and a girl’s voice call to him.

“Jonas,” Annalise tried to snap the boy out of his trance. “The others are leaving us.”

Jonas stared back at the plant then nodded following her once more.

It wasn’t long before the group finally made it to the caves. Bartosz called for everyone to split up to look for the drugs. He, himself, went to the chair it was normally in and looked.

Magnus called to him, “And?”

“Fuck, dude,” Bartosz replied, “It was here.”

A girl’s voice called over to the group, “Looking for this?” Everyone turned to see that it was Franziska holding the drugs and what looked like a burner cell.

“What is she doing here,” Martha complained.

“That’s mine,” Bartosz told Franziska.

Franziska sneered, “The definition of ownership says, ‘the possession is nine-tenths of the law,’ so it’s mine for now. But I’m selling. What’ll you give me for it?”

Bartosz pretended to think for a moment before moving to push her, “A kick in the ass.”

“What’s in here is easily worth 500,” she said pulling the drugs away from him, “It’s yours for 200. Daddy’s got plenty of money.” She tormented him.

Bartosz pushed the redhead and said, “Stop the bullshit.” He growled, “Just give it to me.”

Magnus shifted trying to hold back his anger at his sister’s boyfriend as Bartosz took the drugs away from Franziska.

As Bartosz walked away, he sang songed, “Jackpot.”

Franziska was just on her way closer to the group when there was a loud noise that came from within the cave. It sounded as if a door had opened inside of it. “What’s that,” Magnus asked terror unhidden from his voice.

There was a noise that sounded not too far from the group that made all of them turn to look. Martha spoke up, “Someone’s there.”

“Oh, shit!” the oldest boy whispered.

The noises continued making everyone turn. Then everyone’s flashlights started to flicker while looking towards the cave.

Everyone started to panic. It wasn’t long before Magnus yelled for everyone to run and go.

The rest of the group turn and ran leaving Mikkel and Jonas behind. Jonas quickly grabbed Mikkel’s hand and told the boy, “Come on.” He ran with Mikkel through the woods. Jonas tried to keep the boy ahead of him as he kept turning back to see if anyone was chasing them.

Annalise looked around realizing that Jonas and Mikkel weren’t with them and turned back quickly.

Jonas tripped in the woods. He tried to stumble and crawl his way back up. He turned and tried to call out, “Mikkel?” He yelled out, “Mikkel!” When he turned again, the boy saw his dad covered in black liquid. Jonas started to panic even more. He fell again before he was fully able to run away from the terrifying fright.

Annalise heard Jonas’s call and ran towards it, “Jonas?” She called. She started to hear footsteps as if they were running towards her. “Jonas?!” She called afraid.

Jonas soon revealed that it was him and grabbed her, “Lise, come on!” His iron grip pulled her with him as they ran out of the forest. He never let go of her wrist.

“Where’s Mikkel,” she called to Jonas over the falling rain that had started to drench them. When he didn’t answer her she called to him, “Jonas, where’s Mikkel?!”

He asked, “Is he not with the rest of the group?” He stopped only for a split second to ask her. His chest heaving from running so much.

“I don’t know, I came looking for y’all,” She yelled over the rain. Thankfully the rain hid her tears from him.

Jonas shook his head and started to pull her towards the exit again, “He must be with the others.”

When the rest of the group got to the bridge, Bartosz hit Magnus’s chest, “What the fuck, man! What was that?”

Magnus yelled, “No idea. Shit!” He looked towards Franziska and Martha that had finally caught up to them.

“Man, what was that,” Martha yelled as the other girl thrashed around as if looking for something or someone.

Magnus finally had a moment of clarity and yelled, “Where’s Jonas, Lise, and Mikkel?!”

Right on time, Jonas emerged from the forest dragging Annalise behind him. He sprinted to get to the rest of the group causing Annalise to trip. He stopped to help her up only to run back to them.

“Where’s Mikkel,” Magnus asked the two. Jonas and Annalise tried to take a moment to breathe. When they didn’t respond Magnus yelled, “Where is Mikkel?”

Annalise started to sob. Jonas replied, “Why isn’t he with you?!”

Martha yelled back at Jonas, “He was with you!”

“Shit,” Magnus yelled before running and calling for his brother in vain, “Mikkel! Mikkel!”

Everyone else ran after him. Annalise stopped and pulled out her phone. She quickly called the police and said, “H-h-hello. I think my brother has gone missing in the Winden woods. We’ve been calling for him, but he won’t respond.”

The police then instructed her to gather everyone else so that way they could stay together and accounted for. They then asked who was with her. Annalise started to give everyone’s names and the police then notified the parents.

All the teenagers split up into groups so that way the adults had an easier time finding who was who’s.

Ulrich ran to his son and daughter who had started to make their way towards their father. Charlotte and Regina comforted their respective children. Annalise stood behind Jonas still sobbing and shaking as Hannah ran to her son and held him. Jonas turned back towards Annalise and extended his hand to lace his fingers with hers. He pulled her close to him as she tried to calm herself. Hannah instinctively grabbed onto Annalise to pull her into the hug as well.

Ulrich, when Katharina finally arrived, ran his way through the woods calling for his son.

The next morning, everyone was just in shock. Annalise turned to look at Jonas. Hannah had let her stay with them that night to let the Nielsens’ have some family time alone. Lise had end up sneaking in with Jonas after asking if it was alright because neither one of them could really sleep. They just lay there breathing next to each other staring up at the ceiling not knowing what to say or do.

#yesterday once more fanfic #dark fanfic #dark netflix #dark netflix fanfic #fix it fic

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tangledinredstring · 5 years ago

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The Dark - ep. 1 plot

Cut for potential spoilers!

At the beginning of the episode it is July 2019. We watch a man seal a letter in an envelope, and then commit suicide. The note is marked not to be opened before a specific time and date in November 2019.

The time then skips forward and Jonas, the mans son, wakes from a nightmare and takes a pill for something. He goes downstairs to make breakfast and finds the power is off. He calls up the stairs to let his mum, Hannah, know; she is having sex with another man! They finish up and he tries to persuade her to come to a meeting tonight and then goes out the window.

The man, Ulrich, runs home to his own family! Katharina is trying to wrangle everyone through the morning routine - Magnus can’t find his hoodie, (and keeps hitting his little brother whenever he enters the room), Martha is trying to be on a hunger strike until there are no more starving children in the world, and Mikkel won’t change out of his “magician clothes” (a skeleton onsie and a top hat) and into his school clothes. Everyone is sorted out and Mikkel gets to perform one last magic trick, saying what I am sure will be the words for the series - It isn’t a question of how I did it, but when.

Jonas arrives at school, for the first time in what seems to be months. He meets up with his friend, Bartosz, who greets him, says he has told everyone that Jonas was doing an exchange program in France, and that he hadn’t missed much except for the recent disappearance of another boy, Erik. There is an assembly where the head teacher (Katharina) talks to all of the students about this disappearance and urges the students to come forward if they know anything. Jonas discovers that Bartosz is now dating Martha (and is betrayed, somehow). Jonas, Magnus, Barthosz and Martha meet up after class and talk about whether the should head out to a cave where Erik hung out to find his stash of weed.

A girl called Franziska bumps into Magnus once or twice. He definitely doesn’t have a crush!

Meanwhile at the police station Ulrich arrives to find that Erik’s parents are there yelling at Charlotte who is the officer in charge of the case. He reassures them that they will find Erik and sends them on their way. Afterwards, in Charlotte’s office, he seems certain that Erik has just run away. Charlotte says that there has been very low crime in the area, but that last time someone disappeared and wasn’t found it was Ulrich’s brother. Ulrich denies that the cases are related. Charlotte tells Ulrich that his mother had used the emergency number to try and get him to visit again.

He does visit her, they have pretty much the same conversation about Ulrich’s missing brother.

We cut to an empty hotel. The woman at the desk (Regina) is stressed. She takes a call from the bank who will not offer her loan payment extensions, and she loses her temper saying that her business is failing because of Erik’s disappearance means that no-one wants to stay there.

There is a brief scene noting that the local nuclear power plant will close next year.

Another scene is an old woman (Ines) taking a message from Hannah. Ines is Hannah’s mother-in-la, and Hannah is angry that she allowed the power to be cut off at their house. It seems that Ines either owns the house or is paying the utilities. Ines deletes the message and checks in a little box on her table. In the box is the note that her son left at his suicide. This note isn’t to be opened until later that evening.

There are a couple of scenes interspersed here to show that Erik is alive and seems to be held captive in a room with a TV that is playing 80′s music. It seems to be an ordinary bedroom, except when the camera pans out we see that there is an execution-style chair with straps in front of the TV. Creepy.

The teens meet up at the edge of the woods to head out to Erik’s cave. Jonas and Martha get there first, and they have a small talk about something that happened between them last summer. Martha says she is sorry for dating Bartosz. Jonas says it is fine. Time will tell if he is lying. The others show up, and Magnus has brought Mikkel along as well, even though he is quite young, as both parents are at a town meeting, and Mikkel couldn’t be left alone. They start off into the woods.

At the town meeting Charlotte reports that they have made no further progress on Erik’s case, and that they couldn’t rule out his running away. The meeting continues, with Katharina trying to talk about measures they are putting in place at the school following the disappearance of a student. Regina picks a fight as she doesn’t want the town to make a big thing of Erik going missing as it will drive more tourists away and her hotel will fail. Meanwhile Hannah gets a text from Ulrich to say that he is outside and sneaks out to meet him.

An old man in a care home starts to mutter to himself “it will happen again.” He walks out of the home and down the street saying this over and over again.

The teens arrive at the cave an start looking for Erik’s drug stash. Franziska has got there first, and offers to sell it to them. A loud noise starts coming from the cave, and as the teens shine there torches into the mouth they start to flicker like crazy all at once. Spooked, the children start running.

The old man walks into the town meeting and tells everyone there that “it will happen again”. Charlotte knows him (I think he might be her father? Except she calls him by his name, which is Helge, rather than “dad”) and takes him outside.

As the children are running through the woods, Mikkel starts to fall behind. Jonas grabs his arm to pull him along, so they are both running slower than the rest of the group. Jonas and Mikkel trip and fall, but only Jonas seems to hit the ground. He looks around for Mikkel, but sees his dead father instead, covered in black muck. He runs after the others. When he catches them up they all realise that none of them know where Mikkel has gone so head back into the woods.

Ines finally reads the note from her son. She starts crying and puts it back in the box.

Back in the town Katharina, Ulrich, Hannah, Regina and Charlotte all receive phone calls. As Charlotte’s phone starts to ring, Helge suddenly says “Too late. We are too late” The phone calls are all from the children in the woods to say that Mikkel is missing.

The next morning the police comb the woods looking for Mikkel. Charlotte gets a call from her husband who tries to tell her something important, but he can’t spit it out before she is called away.

They find the body of a child in the woods. The eyes are burned out of his head, but it is not Mikkel. There is a Walkman beside the body that just so happens to also be playing in the room where Erik is.

The last shot is of Erik being strapped into the electric shock chair, looking frightened. Metal bars close around his head, in just the place where we have seen the burns on the unknown child’s body.

#episode recap #The Dark

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nikkzwrites · 5 years ago

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Yesterday Once More | Dark Fix-It Fic Series | Chapter 11

CW: Canon Typical Triggers: Smoking, Sex, Language, Drugs, Drinking, Death, Violence, Suicide Mentions, Cutting, Violence.

Word Count: 5k

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Jonas and Annalise both shot up awake at the same time in different times both having a dream about the moment that was supposed to be the happiest moment of their lives that was actually just the moments that would cause the disasters that would destroy Winden. One of the two in 2053 and the other teen in 2020. Their movements mimicked each other as the two turned to get out of his bed and pull out a letter. His addressed to him to open when his father died. Hers addressed to open now. They both sighed and walked down the stairs into the main areas of the empty Kahnwald house. Annalise’s stairs were silent to cause Jonas’s stairs to creak twice as loud. As if they were both ghosts in this once happy and lively home. They both took a moment to look at the calendar in the kitchen and walked out to walk amongst the living.

Joans walked around his old town gathering supplies before going back down into the bunker to start his work back up. He found the appropriate tape for that day and placed it into the player to listen to it.

A woman’s voice rang out, “My name is Claudia Tiedemann. I am one of the few survivors of the apocalypse of June 27, 2020. Almost three months have passed since the catastrophe. It’s still unclear what exactly led to the events in Winden. But the God Particle… If we can stabilize it, maybe it is a way back. Back to the past. Maybe we can save them. All of them.”

Annalise walked down the roads. She walked down to the store to grab something to eat before heading her way back into the woods not too far from the Kahnwald’s or Tiedemann’s. She laid down on her and Jonas’s rock looking up at the leaves above her. She quietly wondered if any of them were the same from that day as she quietly hummed the old song she would sing to Jonas and Mikkel.

The radio on throughout Winden called, “Wake up, late risers! It’s the first week of summer vacation and it is perfect beach weather.” Across Hannah’s walls were newspaper articles about her son and the rest of the missing people. Several of them with pictures of Annalise as well. “Local News. Over six months after the mysterious disappearance of five teenagers, a senior citizen and a local police officer from the town of Winden, despite one of them being found, there are still no clues as to their whereabouts or the circumstances. A federal police task force will now assist with the investigation.”

Hannah marked off the date on the calendar and looked at the old christmas photo of her small little family. Her tear stained face reeking of how she felt on the inside.

“How do you feel today,” The doctor asked Regina, unaware of Bartosz spying on the conversation, “Still having joint trouble? Nausea? To be honest, your lab results worry me. We should treat you in the hospital again.”

Regina shook her head, “No. Absolutely not. I want to stay here.”

“Fine,” The doctor nodded, “We’ll wait for the next MRI results. We may have to switch from hormone treatment back to chemo.”

Bartosz looked down at his phone to see a text from his girlfriend asking him to go to the bridge.

Clausen stood on top of the podium to give his speech. He was the new head of the Winden task force. Today he was taking over the missing persons cases. He was ready to reopen all the cases and review everything about them until he could solve it. He informed that some people had received summons for renewed interrogation in regards to the cases. He also made a statement that they were going to start trying to push more answers from Annalise as well.

This received some backlash from many of the people in the town annoyed that not only would they send only one person to help, but the government decided to keep Charlotte on the case as well.

Magnus looked at Franziska as they sat next to the lake, “Does your mom talk at home? About the investigation, I mean.”

“Not to us,” she replied.

Magnus shook his head, “We sit around and wait. And nothing happens. We know as little as we did eight months ago. Sometimes I think it’d be better if they were dead.”

Franziska rubbed the boy’s shoulder, “Don’t say that.” Slowly, the two teen’s lips met for a passionate kiss. It wasn’t long before that got interrupted by a text tone for the girl. She looked back at Magnus and told him, “I have to go.” She stood up to walk away.

“Where to,” Magnus asked.

“To pick up Elisabeth at a friend’s,” Franziska told him, “I’ll call you later, okay?”

Sensing that Franziska was lying, he waited a moment before following her.

Katharina walked through the woods. Her backpack ready with a map and flashlight. She knew the caves had something to do with all of this even though the police swore with Annalise that this wasn’t the care. Annalise had made a comment that she simply had run away due to stress and came back. She also claimed that Jonas would be back soon, though they went their separate ways so she had no idea where he was presently. Yet it’s been a full month and he still wasn’t back. Katharina prepared herself for her cave journey before walking inside.

Jonas trekked up to the power plant’s broken gate. He walked over to the wall to look at the sign, then made his way to the church. He passed the graves of many of the past residents of Winden there. He knelt down to place the picture of his family on his father’s grave then turned to look at Martha’s.

Martha rode her bike down to the bridge. She parked her bike and hiked down to see Bartosz already sitting there waiting for her. She sat down near him and looked at him.

“I’ve been trying to reach you for days,” Bartosz commented.

Martha shook her head, “A lot was going on.” She watched as he turned away from her and she tried to say, “I wanted to talk to you. I’ve wanted to for a long time.”

“Save your breath,” Bartosz told her without even looking at her. He sighed and looked over to the girl, “It’s probably better that way.” Martha huffed and looked away from the boy causing him to turn, “So… that’s it then.” Martha slightly nodded, then looked down. Bartosz’s anger erupted, “Because of him? Because of Jonas?!”

“What?!” Martha growled back at him. She tried to fight back tears, “What’s that got to do with it? We hardly ever see each other. I don’t know… You’ve changed! I… What about her then? Annalise? She’s back for a month and you're willing to just throw it all away for her?” Martha shook her head and turned back to him, “I feel like you’re hiding something. I don’t know what’s up with you!”

Bartosz argued, “What’s up with me? What the fuck? My mom is dying! And… there’s stuff I can’t tell you.”

“Why not,” Martha accused.

Bartosz swallowed hard, “I just can’t. Okay? If you knew the crap I’m going through...”

Martha’s anger spewed out, “The crap you’re going through?! In case you forgot, my father and brother disappeared. My ex best friend is the only lead, she is lying to everyone, and won’t speak to any of us because of some stupid thing I said that she is claiming made her disappear for seven months! My mom is crazy and couldn’t care less about me! And you want to tell me about your crap?!” She quickly turned away as Bartosz shrunk down. She panted angrily, ran her fingers through her hair then repeated, “It’s better this way.” She stood up and stormed away.

Bartosz sat there wringing his hands anxiously. He watched her go before receiving a text telling him simply, ‘This evening.’

Aleksander stood in front of all his employees and gave a somber speech. He thanked them all for their loyalty and explained that the plant would be decommissioned in six days. After the speech, he followed his nuclear engineer. They put on their yellow hazard suit and walked inside.

The engineer explained, “Everything has been prepared for transport as planned.”

Aleksander asked, “And the demolition plans?”

“Everything at the ground level will be left and become part of the greenfield,” the other man explained, “The radiation of the barrels will be traced to the pool’s previous use.”

Hannah placed down the box with Aleksander’s once gun and passport inside. She took out the pistol and pointed it under her chin when she was interrupted by a set of keys opening the door. She quickly hid the gun and stood up to look to who that could have been. “Hello,” she called out. When she saw a bearded hooded man walk in, she asked him, “Who are you? What do you want? Why do you have a key?”

“It’s my key,” Stranger Jonas told his concerned mother. He slowly took off his hood so that she could get a better look at him.

Hannah, still not understanding, asked, “What do you mean, it’s yours?”

Jonas tried to calm his mother, “I know it sounds like it makes no sense, but hear me out.” He placed his bag down and walked towards her, “Do you remember the yellow bike? The bike you and dad gave me on my eighth birthday. I rode it into the ditch the very first day. I gashed my arm open. Here.” He rolled up his sleeves so that she could see his scar.

Hannah panted. She couldn’t believe someone could play such a cruel trick on her. “Get out,” she commanded.

Jonas looked down trying to find what else he could do to convince her. “Here,” he tried again, “Dad was making pancakes here. He dropped the pan and spilled the hot oil here.” He motioned down to the stain on the wood then said, “I vanished from your life six months ago. You found me over 33 years ago. I knew it was you right away. It was raining, remember? Grandpa and you wanted to take me along in the car. You said it was still acid rain because of Chernobyl. I was wearing my yellow coat.” He took a step closer to her, “Momma. It’s me.” He held his hand out to her.

Hannah sobbed realizing he was telling her the truth. She put her hand on his arm and looked up at him, “Jonas?” She gently touched his beard in disbelief that her son would grow one, “But that’s impossible.” She cupped his face as she cried. She moved his hair away and watched him relax at her touch. She pulled him into a hug.

Franziska walked to her drop spot for Bernette and put the information in before leaving to go get Elisabeth. Katharina squatted down in the cave and marked more places on her map before continuing forward.

In 1921, Noah comforted his younger self from killing the older man. He told the boy that everything would be revealed in due time and that some things needed to stay hidden away for then so that later they could come into the light.

“How do we know what’s right and what’s wrong,” the younger boy asked through gritted teeth and tears, “What is good and what is evil?”

Noah replied, “By heeding our inner voice. By not following anyone else but ourselves. Our true nature reveals itself not only in our deeds but also in their purpose. I am you. I am your voice. Never forget that. Everything is connected. You. Me. The past. And the future.”

In 2053, Jonas walked through the forest of hanging bodies. Soon he heard gunshots and a man shouting. Jonas looked and ran towards the yelling. There was a crowd standing there at the execution. Nuclear gear carelessly tossed to the side as the man yelled. “Who are you,” he yelled, “You are hiding it! There, behind the wall! We saw it! We followed the signal. Till the dead zone. You’re hiding God! You mustn’t hide God. He’s not yours alone!”

Elisabeth nodded her head at the team. They pulled tightening the rope around his neck as he plead. She slowly turned away and looked into the small crowd. She signed and her translator Silja spoke, “No one can enter the dead zone. Any attempt will be punished by death. Those are the rules. We are the future! Sic mundus creatus est.”

The crowd repeated, “Sic mundus creatus est.” Then they departed leaving Jonas alone with Elisabeth and Silja.

“Where were you,” they questioned the boy, “There’s nothing out there. The passage is our only hope. The faithless are dead. The prophecy will come true, the passage will open and we will be led into paradise.”

“The faithless are dead,” Jonas asked back, “Everyone is dead, my family, my friends. Everyone dies in six days, in my time! I don’t need your damn paradise! I just want to go home!” He looked at Elisabeth, “What did they want behind the wall?”

Silja signed to Elisabeth what Jonas had said and awaited for her response.

Jonas, however, did not have the time to wait, so he turned and left.

In 2020, Elisabeth looked up at her father, “Why did mom keep all of Great Granddad’s things? He’s been dead for years.”

Peter signed back, “I think because it’s the only thing that reminds her of her family. Some things are hard to let go of.”

“It’s a shame I never met Grandpa and Grandma,” Elisabeth told her dad, “Does Mom remember them?”

Peter explained, “Your mother was still little when they died. Come on.” Peter walked more into the shop to look. He turned to see Elisabeth had pulled out a picture of her mother and great grandfather from 1986. Peter chuckled.

Annalise looked at the time. She bit her lip and started to sneak back towards the Kahnwald house only to be given pause by Bartosz. He spotted her and walked over to her. He stood in front of the girl and said, “Hey.”

“Hey,” She commented back trying to look past him. She then turned to him and gave a small smile, “Is there something I can do for you?”

Bartosz stared at her. Frustration rose in him, “I wish you would just stop fucking lying. Could you do that?”

Annalise started to walk past him, “Honestly, Bartosz. I really don’t know what you mean. I’ve told everyone the truth. Jonas and I ran away after the fight. We found a cheap cabin right outside of a different town not too far from here that we rented while we tried to find a permanent place. We got separated about a month ago. I came back after a week of waiting for him like we planned. He will be back soon. I don-”

WHACK! Bartosz’s fist hit the tree, “Anna! We both know that’s bullshit!” He grabbed her wrist, “We both know about what’s going on here. Please talk to me. You are the only one who I can talk to. Please.”

Annalise tried to wiggle away, “Bartosz, you’re hurting me. Let go. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I know about Noah,” Bartosz growled into her ear, pulling her close to him. “I’m part of it too. Just talk to me.”

Annalise pulled away and told him, “I have no idea what you’re talking about! I told everyone what happened and honestly I’m only still here to make sure Hannah doesn’t kill herself and to wait for Jonas to get back so we can both go back home!”

“We both know that isn’t what’s happening,” Bartosz told her.

Annalise turned back to him, “You’re right Bartosz! Jonas left me and he’s never coming back! I should damn well just run off with you! Is that what you want to fucking hear?!” She had tears in her eyes. She grit her teeth as she tried to keep the tears inside. She stormed up to him, “Do you want to run away with me Bartosz?! Leave your dying mother behind and I leave behind a grieving mother on the edge of putting a gun to her head?! Is that what you want?”

Bartosz felt tears building up inside him as well. He looked down and whispered down to her while caressing her cheek, “That isn’t fair. I know you’re scared, but don’t take it out on me.”

“You don’t know the first thing about me,” She hissed and turned away as she felt the tears start to fall.

Bartosz watched her leave and whispered, “I know I love you at least.” He let his tears fall watching her knowing it would probably be best to try and give her space. She knew she could always come to him now and that he would never judge her. He watched her go not realizing that this moment could have possibly been the last he would see her again.

Martha knocked on her brother’s room door. “Mom,” she called into the empty room. She looked around. There on the floor and walls were papers, trails of what her mother was thinking. Martha sat down onto the ground and opened a box to pull out a file. There in front of her was the investigation file. That was when Martha got the thought into her head that maybe it was their turn to start snooping around.

Katharina continued searching in the caves hoping to find her answers. She had no idea if she was going to get them but she had hope that she would. She needed to find her son and husband. She needed to make things right.

“It’s remarkable people don’t crack, given the futility of their own existence,” Adam told Noah, “An endless cycle of life and death. Where is the origin of all this suffering?” He paused then asked, “Did you tell Bartosz?”

Noah turned away from the painting of The Fall of the Damned and nodded to the man.

“And he didn’t get at all suspicious,” Adam asked sitting crossed legged in a chair. He spoke to himself after seeing Noah shake his head, “He has always been naive by nature.” He took a large breath and walked up to Noah, “The apocalypse has to happen. Are you having doubts?” He watched Noah shake his head then asked, “What do you do with an old forest so new trees can grow?”

Noah replied, “You burn it down.”

“There isn’t much time left,” Adam told the man. “The missing pages… you must find them.”

Noah nodded before being interrupted by an older Franziska, “Adam? They’re waiting for you.”

Adam turned back to Noah and said, “Six more days.” He turned and walked out.

In 2020, Magnus turned hearing a rustle near him. He looked to see Bernette going to the drop site and replacing an envelope with another one. She looked around not noticing the boy and walked back to her trailer. Magnus trailed after her. He opened the door and walked in.

“I’m on my break,” Bernette told the person who walked in. When she turned, she was surprised to see a young man there, who looked just as surprised himself. She strolled over to him, “Oh, well… Blow job 40 euros, anal 85. Kinky stuff costs extra, but I need to eat first.” She opened up a ramen cup. Then turned to the young man, “Well, get undressed.”

Magnus panicked. He took a few breaths in before dashing back out of the trailer.

Bernette, confused, walked towards her window and watched as Magnus rushed home.

“You can say I exist infinitely,” Jonas explained to his mother as the sun slowly made its way down to sleep and Annalise climbed her way up the side of the house to sneak into Jonas’s room once more, “I’m here now. And I’m in every second between my birth and my death. I’m always Jonas. I’m the same. And yet not the same.” Hannah looked at the older version of her son as he continued, “Like you’re not the same person who came through that door an hour ago.”

Hannah asked him, “But where is Jonas? Where is my Jonas?”

The Stranger Jonas sighed, “He’s in the future.”

“In the future,” Hannah repeated back as a question.

The older version of her son nodded, “Yeah. He can’t come back. I tried to destroy the passage, but I only closed it. That’s why he’s still there.”

Hannah shook her head and sighed, “Why are you here?”

Annalise walked down the stairs right at that moment causing both of them to stare at her for a moment before resuming the conversation. He said, “To put an end to it all. Once and for all.”

Annalise smiled gently and asked, “Ada- Jonas?” She gently shepherded him up from his chair, “It’s really you.” She collapsed in his arms. She pulled him close to her and took in a deep breath to inhale all of him. Her fingers curled into his back pulling his shirt into her fists. She buried her face in him trying not to let him go. As if she were to let him go that he would be lost to time once again.

He smiled tenderly down at her. His beloved so close to him made him feel truly home. He pet her head gently. He placed a soft kiss against the top of her head as he whispered, “I am Lise. It’s so good to see you again.” He held her close treasuring this moment. It was near ecstasy for her to be so close to him again after so long.

She slowly pulled away and placed a warm kiss against his cheek. “You should get to bed,” Annalise scolded him, “Take a shower then head to bed. You sorely need it.” I can tell just how weary you are.”

Jonas nodded with his eyes half lidded looking at her, “Alright.” He dreamily smiled before going upstairs to do just as he was told.

Elisabeth tried to keep herself occupied as her father went through the boxes. She used this time to start trying to look through books. While looking through one, she found a picture. Surprised she brought it to her father and pointed out the man saying, “That’s him! That’s that man.”

“Which man,” Peter asked his daughter.

Elisabeth explained, “The man with the watch. That’s Noah!”

“Noah,” Peter asked his daughter. He looked down at the picture and stared. There staring back at him was just as his daughter had described before and he knew that it was true. There was Noah.

Back at Sic Mundus, Noah stared at a trifold of pictures of everyone important in the loop. The Doppler’s, the Kahnwalds, the Nielsen’s, the Tiedemann’s, and David and Annalise Dahlhiem. He turned and walked away with his briefcase off to do more of his work.

“Watch out for the tiniest deviations in their statements,” Clausen told Charlotte, “Every detail is important.”

Charlotte turned hearing her phone vibrate. She picked it up seeing a message from Peter telling her, ‘I’ve found Noah. Come to the Bunker.’

Clausen looked at the woman and asked, “Something wrong?”

“I have to go,” Charlotte tried to rush out.

Clausen interrupted and commented, “I don’t have a driver’s license. I assume it’s okay if I ride with you tomorrow?”

Charlotte turned to him, “Yes.” She walked out to go meet up with her husband.

In 2053, Jonas walked around the desolate forest. He hiked to the bunker. He turned on his spherical light and lowered himself inside. He studied his map then grabbed his Geiger counter before heading out.

Annalise, in 2019, crept into Jonas’s father’s studio. It was actually the first time she had ever been up here. She searched for something where she could toss the letter that she needed to burn. It wasn’t long before she found the metal bucket. But there was something strange. A covered painting. Something inside of her called to it. As if it were meant for her to pull the sheet. The girl grasped the cloth and pulled it away to reveal, looking back at her, a smiling girl. The resemblance was uncanny. Annalise fell to the floor. Her breathing hitched inside of her chest. Tears fell from her eyes seeing her happy naive face staring back at her. She was so full of love. Annalise scrunched her face, she had never met Jonas’s father had she? Much less when she was the age she was in the painting. The pieces slowly came together. She breathed heavily. “Mikkel,” she whispered. She started to sob. Annalise quickly snapped herself out of it. She grabbed the bucket, lit the letter on fire, and dropped it into the bucket watching it burn.

Martha scattered the papers and documents around trying to find any clue she could. Magnus slowly opened the door to see his sister on the floor acting erratically. Martha looked up to defend herself, “Mom didn’t lock it.”

Magnus took a breath and asked, “What’s that?”

“Dad’s stuff,” Martha replied, “Police documents and maps of the cave. That’s why Mom goes there every day. I think she’s looking for this.” Martha handed Magnus the file.

Magnus studied it, “A door. In the caves?”

Martha nodded, “It goes to the nuclear power plant. They all know something we’re not supposed to know. Mom, Bartosz, The police, Annalise.” She sighed shaking her head, “Each with their own shitty secret.”

Angry, Magnus started to breath heavily trying to process that maybe that thing Martha said at the very beginning, the day Mikkel went missing, was true.

Bartosz trekked to the caves alone. He stood there waiting for Noah only for the man to approach from behind him, coming from deep inside the cave.

“Are you ready,” Noah asked the boy.

Bartosz nodded and followed the man into the cave, but not before turning back to take a look at Winden again.

Woller walked out of his sister’s trailer and complemented, “Thanks for the coffee.” He pulled out an envelope with money and handed it to her in exchange to the keys of the large shipping truck parked next to her trailer.

“I’m glad to get rid of that thing,” she commented nodding towards the truck.

Woller was just about to leave. He didn’t like that this was how he and his sister were communicating. He looked at her and said, “Call Mom again. Okay?”

Bernette nodded and allowed herself to hug her brother before he left with a simple exchanged ‘bye.’

Charlotte drove to the cabin and climbed down into the bunker. When she got there her husband turned and showed her a very old photograph.

Peter pointed, “That is Noah.” Charlotte looked up at him surprised, then took the picture to study it more closely. Peter continued, “Elisabeth found it at the store. It was in a book. She said that’s the man who gave her the watch.”

Charlotte turned it over to see the date on it was January 8, 1921. She read aloud, “Sic Mundus Creatus Est.”

“Charlotte, who are these people,” Peter asked her, “Why did your grandfather have this?”

Charlotte shook her head, “I don’t know.”

Peter scoffed before Charlotte added it to the evidence on the walls of the bunker. They turned to each other in disbelief.

Franziska tried to call Magnus again as Elisabeth napped with her head on her older sister’s lap. He kept rejecting her calls.

Hannah sat on the edge of Jonas’s bed as Annalise walked in. She turned to the girl and motioned to her older son’s scars. Annalise made no inclination of change in mood. Her face looked empty and devoid of any feelings once so ever. The two switched places as Hannah walked down stairs to go to sleep herself.

Regina slept in her bed in the house as her husband poured the concrete over the waste. He stared at it as Clausen stared at his board of missing persons.

The young Noah walked out of Sic Mundus and the young Jonas walked through the trees trying to get to the plant to sneak inside. There he found a tunnel which he crawled through and followed the signal to where the pool once was.

Feeling the shifting of weight on the bed, the older Jonas jerked awake. He quickly and effectively grabbed Annalise and tossed her under him. His breathing fast and heavy until the hasy mist of sleep dissipated from him to reveal who it was. Seeing her face calmed him. He gently cupped her face and smiled through tears. “You really shouldn’t sneak up on people like that,” he commented rolling over to lay down once more.

Annalise turned onto her side so that way they were face to face as they spoke, “I’m sorry. It won’t happen again. I just…” She swallowed, “You are so injured my love.” Tears fell from her eyes onto his pillow.

He nodded, “Yes, but it’s all to end this. I’ve seen far worse than what those scars tell you.” His thumb traced her cheek as he spoke quietly to her. He tried to soothe her tears away. He joined their hands together. He pulled them up to his rough and battered lips so that he could kiss her soft smooth knuckles before linking their fingers together. He kissed her forehead and confessed, “I am so sorry for everything. If I were only wiser, we wouldn’t be tangled into this knot and you would never feel any of this pain.”

A small smile fought its way onto her face as she tried to comfort him as well, “My dearest, it is alright. I know you will fix this. You will always be with me,” She kissed his cheek, “Please never let me go.”

The younger Jonas found it. He slipped into the yellow radiation suit and stared at it. They were right. There in front of his was the God particle. He turned and looked at all the documents surrounding it before turning his attention back to the black throbbing tendril-filled swirling sphere.

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Yesterday Once More | Dark Fix-It Fic Series | Chapter 17

CW: Canon Typical Triggers: Smoking, Sex, Language, Drugs, Drinking, Death, Violence, Suicide Mentions, Cutting, Violence.

Word Count: 4.6k

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People are particular creatures. All their actions are driven by desire,

Adam looked up from his sadness to see Annalise and Martha staring at him. Martha in a pitch black dress and Annalise in a pure white one. Both of their faces were the same though. Both held disdain, anger, and disappointment across them. Martha sat in the chair across from him as Annalise slowly stood from her sitting position on the arm of the chair to walk towards him. She placed a hand on his teary cheek. Even in her hauntings, she was still his guardian angel.

Their characters are forged by pain.

Stranger Jonas slept in his bed holding Annalise down under him. His shoulder was all bloodlied from the girl’s earlier desperate means to try and escape. Now though, she lay completely exhausted under the man who was once the boy she loved. Her head tilted so that the top of her head touched his as their breathing synchronized.

As much as they might try to suppress the pain, to repress desire,

Hannah started at them. She felt horrible, but she knew what she needed to do. The woman didn’t really want to leave Annalise behind, but she had to. Hannah couldn’t continue to ruin lives here as she’d been doing for all these years. She stood and took the time machine with her, away from the two of them asleep in her son’s bed. Hannah looked up to see a ghostly form of Ulrich staring at her.

They cannot liberate themselves from the eternal servitude to their feelings.

Martha looked at the old pictures of Jonas and herself. She felt as if he was still there with her. The phantom of the boy’s innocent standing just a bit in her room with her, watching her. Helping her slowly come to terms with what was happening and what she herself needed to accept.

As long as the storm rages within them, they can find no peace.

Katharina sat in her lost son’s room. She looked over to her son’s favorite chair to see him sitting there. He felt so close, yet he was so far from her.

Not in life, not in death. And so, day after day, they will do all that must be done. Pain is their ship. Desire is their compass. All that humankind is capable of.

It was the 26th of June. There was one day left before the Apocalypse. In 1954, the police looked over the older Claudia’s evidence.

“The deceased woman is 5’7”,” the coroner explained to the two officers with him, “Caucasian. Probably 75 to 80 years old. Cause of death, a shot to the chest. The eyes are notable. One blue, One brown.” Egon slowly wandered up to look at the woman’s eyes to confirm. This was the same woman he had seen not too long ago. The coroner continued, “It’s known as heterochromia.”

“This woman,” Egon stated, “she...She was at the police station. The same day Helge reappeared.”

Daniel blinked and shivered for a moment. He shook his head and asked, “And?”

Egon explained, “She was confused. Not entirely there. She apologized for something… I… I didn’t understand for what.”

Daniel shifted and pointed at the dead woman. He asked, “The same day Helge came back?” When Egon gave him a small nod, Daniel told him, “Maybe she’s the madman’s accomplice. Could be his mother. And she had Helge with her the whole time.”

“There’s something else,” The coroner interrupted, “I only happened upon it by chance. Her body is heavily contaminated.” Once the officers heard that and the radiation detector going off, they took a step back. The coroner outlined that this radiation was all over her body, “She must’ve been exposed to heavy radiation for a prolonged period.”

Daniel shook his head perplexed, “Peculiar.”

The coroner shrugged, “Perhaps she was a radiographer?”

The police chief made a face and nodded. He looked at Egon and told him, “Visit the Doppler boy. Show him her photo. Maybe he’ll recognize her.”

Egon nodded and went off to do just that.

In 1987, Claudia spoke into the microphone, “The date indicates that the particle regularly decays into two protons, at a mass of 125 gigaelectronvolts.” She flipped through more of the notes on the God Particle so that she can record her findings. She sighed and continued her long tedious work, “In one case, however, it decayed into four muons.”

Yasmin walked into her boss’s office and looked at Claudia, “You’re already here?”

Claudia paused the recording and started to look around realizing how long she must have been doing this, “I must have lost track of time.” She looked up and asked her secretary, “What day is it?”

Yasmin took a step forward as she stuttered in confusion, “It’s...eh… the 26th of June.” When she looked at her boss grab her date book, she asked, “Did you spend all night here?”

Claudia found exactly what she was looking for. She pulled out the article about her father’s death, “June 26th…”

The other woman asked her boss, “Is something wrong?” When she saw Claudia start to rush to leave, Yasmin plead with her, “I rescheduled the meeting with the French for this morning.” When Claudia rushed past her, she asked, “Ms. Tiedemann?”

In 2020, Two of the pieces trapped within this tragic knot slept. The middle Jonas slowly awoke. He let out a tender sigh seeing Annalise passed out next to him. He moved his face closer to hers to place a gentle kiss against her temple. When he did, he felt her wiggle under his body. He allowed her to turn over and wrap his arm around her as if he were simply a blanket to keep herself warm. He let out a small chuckle. It was nice seeing her so calm after yesterday. This sweet moment would last long though because soon his brain processed something was missing. He sat up in terror awaking Annalise. When the girl groaned at him, he hushed her and tucked her back into bed. He slid out the bed and gave her a small kiss on her temple again, “Go back to sleep, my love. You need your rest.” He watched her lull back into sleep once more as he used his fingers to brush her hair. Once she was asleep once more, Jonas stood and grabbed his clothes heading towards Hannah’s room. As he got dressed he called out, “Mom?” The room was tidy and looked as if she had already left. Jonas let out a small growl realizing what must have happened.

Hannah stood at the entrance of the cave with the suitcase, before slowly walking in.

Katharina lifted her shirt sleeve to look at the tattoo of her and Ulrich’s initials on her arm. She touched it lightly before turning to look at his notes on the Nuclear Power Plant and what was behind that door. She grabbed her jacket and walked out.

Peter stared at the polaroid of his wife as a baby being held by Noah. Charlotte whispered, “It all has to do with me.” The man looked at his wife as she told him, “Noah said the world will end tomorrow. And that only people in the bunker will survive.” They both sighed as Peter tossed the picture onto their coffee table. Charlotte continued to explain, “And he said she’s alive.” The woman started to cry as she whimpered out, “My mother.”

As this was happening, Clausen got the news that there was only one Aleksander Kohler in that time. He started to say, “And then my eyes saw, the ears heard, and nothing remained concealed.” He looked up at the woman who handed him the documents and told her, “Tell Mr. Woller.”

Magnus looked at the group and said, “We have to tell someone.”

“Who,” Bartosz asked him annoyed, “And what exactly?”

Magnus looked at his sister who was turned away from them. She held a picture of Jonas in her hands. He asked the girl, “Do you have anything to say?”

Martha looked back at the group and told them, “I think he’s here.”

“Who,” Magnus demanded.

Martha sighed and took a step closer towards them, “Jonas. I think Bartosz is right. He’s back.”

Annoyance grew within Bartosz. He growled at her, “We traveled through time and that’s all that fucking interests you?”

“You said he’s a part of it,” she yelled at him, “Unlike you, he might know what this all means! Why don’t you think your precious princess Annalise isn’t fucking here? Huh? Maybe he knows where Dad or Mikkel is or who knows what!”

Franziska sighed and interrupted their quarrel calmly, “Magnus is right.” She looked at Martha trying to get through to her, “We have to tell someone.” She explained to Martha’s back, “Everyone has been up to their own shit for months.” She looked down and whimpered, “Everyone’s silent.” Magnus looked down at his phone causing Franziska to look at Bartosz, “What good has that done? None at all.”

Bartosz looked down guiltily and compiled with the small redhead, “Okay. Then we should do it.”

“We,” Martha asked frustrated with the boy, “There is no ‘we.’ There never has been.”

“What is that supposed to mean,” The boy asked defensively.

“You knew what was going on for months,” wailed Martha, “And YOU never told me or anyone else here!” When everyone stared at her and didn’t turn on the boy as they had earlier, she turned and walked away, “Do whatever you want.”

In 1954, Greta told the police, “I hope it won’t take too long. Helge is still very exhausted.”

Egon nodded and quickly reached into his suit pocket. He handed it to the boy and asked, “Do you know this woman?”

When Helge didn’t reply, Greta told him, “Answer the sergeant.”

Egon soothed the boy, “Were you with her maybe? Did she lock you in?”

“He told me about her,” Helge said, remembering David, “The White Devil.”

Egon knelt to the boy’s level in surprise. He whispered his question to the small boy, “Who? Who told you about her? The man who did that to you?” Helge looked as if he was going to cry so the man stopped pushing the question. He smiled and tried to lighten the mood, “The White Devil. Tell me about her.”

“She wants to kill us,” Helge told him looking up at the man, “All of us.”

Egon shrugged and tried to comfort Helge, “She’s dead. She can’t hurt anyone anymore.”

“But she hasn’t even started yet,” Helge countered him.

Egon’s face slowly dropped at Helge’s seriousness.

In 1987, Claudia rang her dad’s doorbell. She burst into his apartment and tried to plea with him, “We discussed you moving in with us. Have you already forgotten?”

“You said I should think it over,” Egon countered, confused by his daughter’s rush on trying to get him to move.

Claudia tried to figure out a way to convince her stubborn father, “I just thought… why waste time? Then you’ll be out of here.”

Egon laughed and shook his head, “I like it here. I have to go to the hospital. It’s my first chemo.”

Claudia walked towards him with baited breath, “Can I… May I maybe join you? That is, only if you’d like.”

Egon slowly smiled and nodded, “Yeah.” He thought a bit before continuing, “That'd be nice.”

Claudia smiled at him, hopeful that the article was soon going to be obsolete.

“What do you want here,” Aleksander asked Clausen 33 years after Claudia and Egon’s conversation, “I’ve already told you everything.”

Clausen nodded, “I’d like you to look at something. Mr. Woller?”

When Woller handed him the paper, Aleksander asked, “What is this?” The man slowly started to open the document in his hand.

“A copy of a document from the Marburg Registry Office,” The man explained, “The info on your last ID before you left Marburg.”

Aleksander smiled at the man, “I have no idea how this is relevant.”

Clausen shook his head, “Nothing stands out?”

Aleksander looked at the paper then shrugged, “No. What should stand out?”

“5’6”, I’d say… Tops.” Clausen described, “That document says 5’8”. So where are they? The two inches.”

Aleksander closed the paper and tried to hand it back to Clausen, “This is ridiculous.”

The man sighed, “I’m arresting you. On suspicion of identity theft.”

Aleksander shook his head, “You can’t.”

The older Jonas sat at the table looking through the pictures Hannah and Annalise had tried to start reorganizing when there was a knock on the door. This made him jump then turn his head towards the stairs to see if Annalise was disturbed from her hibernation. He heard Martha’s voice calling. She was so loud. He slowly walked towards the door and opened it figuring there was nothing else he could do to make her not wake the girl upstairs.

Martha stopped when she saw a bearded man open the door. She was taken aback, “Who are you?”

“Please come in,” He led the girl inside.

She followed him inside and looked around. The man stood a good bit away from her, but she was still nervous. There was no sign of Hannah nor Annalise. She looked at him and said, “I wanted to talk with Hannah.” He seemed so familiar, yet she knew that there was no possible way for her to have known him.

Jonas nodded and motioned, “She’s not here and Lise is asleep.” He shifted uncomfortably and asked, “Do you want a drink?” Watching Martha back away from him, the man asked, “Do I scare you?”

Martha’s brow furrowed, “I think I’m just having deja vu or something.” She turned to leave, “I’m going.”

“A glitch in the matrix,” Jonas called after her.

Martha stopped. She turned back to him and whispered, “What?”

Jonas nodded and said, “Or a message from the beyond. You read that somewhere.”

“How do you know that,” she started to approach him. She slowly started to look at him. She started to realize who he reminded her of, but it wasn’t possible. Her eyes watered as she whispered, “Jonas?”

“Do you think I was a good police officer,” Egon asked his daughter 33 years prior.

Claudia comforted him, “Oh, Dad. No idea.” They sat as he got his chemo treatment. The daughter continued, “I’m sure you were good at what you did.”

Egon sighed and shook his head, “Actually, I don’t think so.” He turned his head and held out his hand for his daughter. Claudia slowly put her hand into his and squeezed. The man smiled, “You were always different.” Claudia started to cry as the man continued, “You saw the world differently from the very start. Sometimes I think… that that’s my problem… That I can’t see the world as it truly is. I think I did something very, very stupid.”

“What do you mean,” Claudia asked, shaking her head.

Egon bit his tongue and asked, “Do you know that film… The one with the young man who has this car that can take him to the past? I know this sounds crazy, but… the stuff in that movie… I think it really exists. Time travel. And somehow it all has to go with Mads and Helge. And with things that happened over 30 years ago.”

Young Egon walked through the station when he was stopped by another officer to be told there was a woman there claiming she knew things about the man who killed the boys. He slowly walked into his office to see a beautiful woman sitting in a chair waiting for him. She turned to see him.

Hannah turned towards the man and nodded. “Hello,” she greeted him.

Egon walked to his desk and sat. He raised his brow and asked, “How can I help you?”

“I…” Hannah started, “I’m looking for my husband. It was in the paper. The dead children. And the photo. There was a photo. I think it’s my husband.”

Upon hearing this, Egon looked through the files on his desk until he found Ulrich’s. He opened it and took out his photo and placed it in front of her. He nodded towards it and asked, “Is that your husband?”

Martha and the Older Jonas sat staring at each other. They listened to the water running upstairs for a second before Martha turned to him and asked, “Where were you all this time?”

He sighed and said, “I promised you I’d make it alright again.” He sat back and whispered, “I’m so sorry.”

Martha put her hand over his, stopping him. When he looked up, he watched a stray tear roll down her face as she rubbed her hand up his arm. “Suddenly, it all makes sense,” she whispered. She caressed the side of his face with tears forming, “Once you know, it’s obvious.” She sighed and pulled away.

A bang on the door interrupted them causing them to hear a large fall from upstairs. “Hannah,” Katharina yelled as she banged on the door.

Jonas held Martha back, “Please don’t get that.”

As Katharina barged down the door, she spotted Martha behind the older Jonas. “Martha,” She asked, confused. She never would have thought of seeing her daughter here. She stormed over and grabbed her daughter’s wrist and flung her behind herself. She sneered at Jonas as she asked Martha, “You know who this is? Hm? Did he tell you where your brother is? Huh?”

As she was yelling at Martha, Annalise slid down the banister effortlessly and hopped off in between Katharina and Jonas. Seeing Katharina’s face and pause, Annalise just waved her hand, “Oh, don’t stop on account of me. I want to see this play out.” She walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bagel as Martha stared baffled at the girl in Jonas’s old clothes.

Katharina glared at everyone then sneered at Annalise, “Why don’t you continue this?” Right when it seemed like Annalise was going to open her mouth to say something, Katharina turned to her daughter, “Did he tell you WHO your brother is?” She turned and pointed, “That man is your brother’s son. My grandson, your nephew. Mikkel is Michael Kahnwald! You hear me, Martha? And you’re his aunt!”

Martha looked between Katharina, Annalise, and Jonas. There was so much going on. She shook her head when Jonas himself started to apologize only to confirm her worst fears. She looked at Annalise who looked completely dead, lost all emotion and reaction, sitting at the table eating a bagel as if this was all just something that had to happen and she had no way to stop it. She looked as if a phantom in the space. There to affect things in only miniscule ways and never directly involve herself with the living. Martha started to wonder if her friend ever did truely come back or if they were all simly mass hallucinating or wishing she was there. That they all had gone so far down into grief that they had all gone mad.

“Where is your time machine,” Katharina asked the man, “The one you travel through time with?”

Annalise finally finished half her bagel and walked between the angry woman and the tearful Older Jonas, “Hannah has it.” She shrugged and made a hand gesture of something ‘poofing’, “She vanished.”

Katharina shook her head, “Tell me how to get Mikkel back.”

Martha walked forward and said, “Mom! Magnus has the device.”

“What,” Katharina and Annalise turned to look at Martha.

Martha nodded, “We travelled with it.”

Katharina looked at her daughter, “You were there?” She walked away from the other two and approached Martha, “Did you see Mikkel?”

“Mikkel,” Martha whispered.

Katharina turned towards Jonas and said, “Keep your filthy fingers off my daughter. You got me?” She turned and grabbed Martha’s hand dragging the girl away. She slammed the door closed behind her, ending the conversation.

Annalise and Jonas sighed. She looked at the man and asked, “Will you be okay?” Tears welled into her eyes. Instead of answering, he grabbed her arm and pulled her into an embrace. He kissed the side of her head as she cried into his chest. Slowly her cries turned into screaming. She started pulling away from him and slowly sunk into the ground screaming. He crept around her and wrapped himself around her as she tried to cling to the slowly slipping away hope that none of this was really happening.

“Your husband never confessed,” Egon explained to Hannah as they drove, “He kept insisting that he wanted to save the children. You and your husband. You have children, right?”

Hannah shook her head, “No.”

“No,” Egon asked, “Strange. He kept saying he’s looking for his son. This may seem a bit odd, but… Have you ever heard of the White Devil?”

Hannah turned towards him suppressing a laugh, “No. What is that supposed to be?”

Egon turned his head towards the road once more and asked, “If he talks to you… That is, if he should talk to you, persuade him to talk to the police. Persuade him to confess.”

“And the man came from the future,” Claudia asked her father in 1987, “Back to 1953? That’s when you arrested him? And yesterday, that man tried to kidnap the boy?”

“No,” Egon replied, “Not that man. I mean… the same man. But older.”

Claudia asked, “Because that was his alleged son?”

Egon shrugged, “I know. It all sounds completely insane.”

Claudia asked, “The man, the old man. Where is he now?”

Egon shook his head, “Back in psychiatric care.”

“That’s it,” Claudia told her father, “You’re moving in with us. We are going get your things.”

“So you believe me,” Egon asked her.

The rest of the group sat at the Dopplers’ with the device in front of them. Peter spoke up and asked, “So you traveled with it? To what year?” He looked angry. Magnus, Franziska, and Elisabeth really didn’t know what to tell the man. Peter yelled, “To what year?!”

Seeing her mother study her, Franziska stood up annoyed, “So this is what’s going on? You knew about this time travel shit? Why didn’t you say anything?”

Magnus’s phone started to ring. He looked at his girlfriend and explained, “Martha.” He then answered his phone telling his sister that he had the device and that they were at Franziska’s. He paused for a moment and told her, “Yes. I’ll be right home. You what? Who?” He pulled the phone away from his face and stood up, “Jonas is back. Like Bartosz said.” He looked at Franziska confused, “But he’s older.”

“You guys should stay out of it,” said Charlotte.

Franziska started to sneer at her mother and father, “Unbelievable. So you two knew it too. That’s exactly what ruins everything! All your fucking secrets! You couldn’t even talk to us when Dad screwed Benni! What incompetent assholes you are!” Franziska stormed out of the room.

Hannah walked through the jailhouse to Ulrich’s cell. She had convinced Egon to let her have five minutes alone with the man. Her heart hurt seeing the bloodied and bruised man before her in chains. He couldn’t even look up at her for a minute. She had to coax him to look up at her.

“Are you an angel,” the man asked her. He was so defeated. He just wanted to go home. He started to cry when he asked again if it were really her and when she confirmed it. He smiled for the first time in eight months, but slowly started to sob. He asked about his family.

This broke Hannah’s heart. She caressed his cheek and asked him definitively, “If you could choose today, between Katharina and me?”

“What do you mean,” Ulrich whispered, “Why?”

Hannah spoke, “Back when we were together, you… I… I tried to remember if you… if you ever said, ‘I love you’ to me.”

Ulrich responded quickly, “I loved you. I still love you. Get me out and I’ll leave Katharina. I love you. Okay? I love you.”

Hannah told him, “He said I need no one, but the truth is you don’t need me.”

Ulrich started to beg, “But I do Hannah. Please. I love you. Please get me out of here. I’ll do anything you want.”

Hannah turned and left him causing him to yell after her calling her a liar and that he needed to get out of there.

Katharina stared at the family picture with Mikkel. Martha slowly walked over to her mother, “Mom?” She held the woman from behind and started to cry, “Everything will be fine okay?”

Magnus walked in interrupting the moment. Katharina turned to him and asked, “Do you have the machine?” The boy slowly revealed it to his mother. She turned and asked, “Do you know how to use it?”

“I don’t,” Magnus admitted, “Bartosz used it.”

Katharina closed it up and walked out of the house. Martha looked at Magnus with hope in her eyes, “They’re alive. Mikkel. Dad..”

Magnus searched his sister’s face, “What?”

“They are just not here,” Martha explained, “They’re in another time.”

Claudia and Egon walked into his apartment and Claudia told him to grab his pills and they would get everything else later. Egon slowly grabbed the pills and started to talk about Ulrich once more. He started to piece together that there must be something in the caves that Ulrich wanted. He looked at her and started to back away, “You knew about time travel… It must have something to do with the power plant… You’re involved in all of this.”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Claudia told her father.

“We have to have the caves searched,” Egon concluded.

“There’s nothing in the caves,” Claudia yelled, “There is no time travel!” She looked down. Egon walked to the phone and started to call the police when Claudia stopped him. As they fought over the phone, he fell causing him to bash his head into the counter. She started to cry as she realized that she was going to have to let her father go. That he was the sacrifice she needed to make for her daughter to live.

With his last breath, Egon strained, “You’re the White Devil.” Claudia cried over her father as she watched him fade away.

The young Egon sat with Hannah speaking with her, sparking their cigarettes like their new romance. Claudia walked out of her father’s apartment. The older Claudia became covered in a sheet by the coroner signifying that her case was closed. Katharina sat in Mikkel’s room trying to figure out the machine. Martha lay in bed thinking of the two across town. Annalise snuggled to the older Jonas trying to stop crying.

Claudia walked inside of her home and found a note from Regina. She walked to her sink and cried as she washed her father’s blood from her hands. The woman sobbed as everything hit her more. She slid to the floor crying. Soon she heard a door open. A boy with a hood walked in. She asked, “Who are you? Why do you have a key to my home?”

Jonas slowly took off his hood and told her, “You gave it to me before you left. We’ve got to go. There isn’t much time. I know what you did. She told me.” He walked to her and held her, “But she also said it didn’t have to happen that way again. Next time.” He pulled away and led her out, “We’re going to the future.”

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