Stargoat's Journal: Time Traveller - Sam and Nick

Apparently, my lawyer had convinced the Active Historical Council that the death penalty could not be applied. I did not alter the timeline for fiscal gain. I suppose there was nothing monetary about getting Wilberforce so drunk that he converted to Methodism and thereby altering most of the early 19th century. The guy had really good Madeira, what can I say? Anyways, it didn't alter the timeline much. There was only a couple of frigate actions and a sea battle during the American Civil War that were prevented. I don't think anyone would miss the battle between Milne and Farragut. I know I didn't.

But I was stuck. I am a historian, not a temporal engineer. So I did what any mad social scientist would do in those circumstances. I found a plain old mad scientist.

Nick and Sam were a gas. By that point, Tesla had more or less stopped any inventions that would have relevance to the information age. Most of his notes by that point were indecipherable to someone who subscribed to the theory of the luminiferous aether or Einstein's understanding of relativity. But it was Sam that focused Nick. A few jokes and Nick could work for hours.

Well, we never did get the transport strap to work. Instead, after I explained micro-chips and took a brief trip into the late 20s to get the circuits mapped, we reverse engineered it into man sized box. If it's good enough for Bill and Ted and the Doctor, it's good enough for us. Beats getting hit on the head with a hammer and waking up at some random time in history.

We played around for three years of our personal time. By the end, we were thoroughly sick of each other. Sam, for all his talk, can be a prude, and Nick can be pretty unstable at times. He would insist on visiting Hawking over and over, just to laugh at him. Sam went home to his family and Nick to his lab. I kept the box just long enough to get a new transport strap.