"Ms. Trent," Durst exclaimed at the sudden intrusion, "What do you think you are doing?"

Josie looked at her unphased and replied, "Believe me, I think this is one instance where barging into a...," She caught sight of Vaughn, and glared at him, "Meeting will not be the end of the world."

Vaughn saw the glare and felt a dash of guilt. The guilt only brought on more glare was characteristic whenever Josie thought Vaughn was doing something for his Josie was glaring at him like that, thenit meant she knew his dad was alive. But Durst had justsaid he had died in the same accident that killed his mom. How could Durst say he was dead and Josie act like he was alive? What the heck was going on? Durst's comment knocked him from his train of thought.

"Ms. Trent," she breathed with an unhidden annoyance, " There are very few instances where barging into my office without knocking is allowed, and it is for me to decide what those instances are."

"Would some crazy lady claiming to be the science teacher count as one of them?" Josie shot sarcastically.

"What?"

"I told you," Josie replied, "There's some women, I think she called herself Bree. She claims she's the science teacher or some..."

"Ms. Trent, is this some idea of a joke?" Durst cut her off angrily.

Josie looked at Durst in suprise.

"No," she replied, "There really is some lady..."

"Ms. Trent," Durst stood up and walked around her desk, "I've had quite enough of your, your blatant disrespect for the faculty. Two detentions and get out of my office."

"WHAT!" Josie exclaimed in shock, "Two detentions! I haven't done anything except try and tell you that some loon..."

"Would you like to make it three?" Durst started, glaring at Josie.

Josie opened her mouth to say something but was interrupted as Bree burst through the door.

"Principal Durst," she said, breathlessly.

Durst face crumpled exasperantly, but she caught herself quickly as she said, "Yes, Professor Bree. I was just having an interesting discussion with your student."

"And I apologize for that," Bree replied.

"Excuse me," Durst and Josie said at the same time.

"I had Josie do a late night project for extra credit this semester," Bree replied, "I startled her this morning and I don't think she's been getting much sleep lately. She's just suffering from sleep deprivation."

"Oh, that's what it is," Josie muttered sarcastically and would have added more if Bree hadn't given her a look to shut up or face worse.

"That still doesn't excuse disrespect for the rules," Durst replied.

" I know," Bree nodded, "And I assume you've already given her some form of punishment."

:"Well, yes..."

"Then there's no more problems," Bree turned to Josie, " Josie, if you'll please come with me. The other science club members are waiting."

Josie shot a quick look at Vaughn. Bree followed her gaze and a look of pity washed over her features.

"We'll see you later, Vaughn," she said as kindly as she could.

"Uh," Vaughn replied, his expression as confused as Josie felt. He had no clue who this strange woman was. Maybe she was a friend of Professor Z, though how she got here he didn't know. Nothing was making sense.

Bree nodded. She grabbed Josie around the shoulders and quickly led her, protesting, out into the hallway. Durst watch them go with a flicker of annoyance. Then she walked back around her desk, and sat down to face Vaughn.

"Vaughn, I know that sometimes it's difficult to deal with the loss of people close to you. That sometime you need to..."

"Um, Principal Durst," Vaughn interrupted, "Who was that woman?"

Durst looked at Vaughn like he had just grown two heads.

"That was Professor Bree, your science teacher. Vaughn, maybe you should go to the inf..."

"No," Vaughn said, bolting up, "I'm fine really. I need to get to science club. Probably will let me take my mind of things."

"Well, alright," Durst said.

Vaughn quickly opened the door and left the room. Durst just stared at the space he had just occupied, trying to puzzle out what had just happened. Shrugging it off as adolecent grief, she reminded herself to call Vaughn's guardian and recomend that he possibly find a counselor.

"Josie!" Bree finally said, letting her go, "What is with you?"

"Who are you?" Josie demanded, "Where is Z?"

"Who is Z?" Bree replied exasperantly, "Josie, what in the world are you talking about.!"

" Z, Professor Zachary!" Josie started, "My science teacher! Where is he?"

Bree stared at Josie in awe for a few seconds. Finally, and calmly she said, "Josie, I have no idea who you are talking about."

Josie stopped. Bree was looking at her seriously. She really didn't know who Z was, and neither did Durst for that matter. A sinking feeling hit Josie. This could mean only one of two things. One, somebody must have done something to the wormhole and changed history. Or two, and this mainly developed by her anger at Vaughn and seeing him in Durst's office, was that Victor had done something to Z. Unfortunately the only one of the two that seemed probable was the first option, because as Josie remembered, Marshall and Lucas didn't seemed startled by Bree's prescence. It was something she should have picked up on. But if history had been altered, then where was Z? And how come she was the only one who remembered he existed.

Josie looked up at an expectant Bree and said, " I need you to tell me everything that's happened at this school since you got here?"