A Kindly Stranger

[JPPT1974]

This is a fan fiction but with Christian character & views. The Around the World in 80 Days belongs to Jules Verne as the characters are his but this comes from my heart and soul:

Part I: Chapter 1:Through The Eyes of a Writer


Rena MacCarran aka Ren as she was known was a writer and author.
Author of six crime novels all non fiction. Also she writes the latest news stories in over 100 papers daily.
Also to make her even more busier, she travels all over the world giving lectures about the law & the criminal mind.
Also she teaches law and journalism at a local community college. She has degrees in criminology & physcology. With a masters in journalism & minor in education.
She also was an only child. And besides spending time with her parents and watching tv mainly the cable news networks, she seemed to have no private life whatsoever.
All she did was work, speak, teach, and always has to have her laptop in front of her. Even when she is sleeping. All before the tender age of 30.
Ren also was trained in the martial arts with nearly six black belts. And she was working out on an usual weeknight. But tonight was no oridanary night. Something was going to happen not just to change her night. But to change her life forever.

Chapter 2: A Stranger Crashing Down From The Heavens:

Then as Ren was working out, she heard a sound. The wind, she thought.
Then as she went back to working out, she heard the sound again.
Then she waited for a minute or two to make sure there was nobody was trying to come and harm her.
Or even worse as these were post 9/11 times.
Then as she went back to working out. But with caution.
She lived in a duplex complex in Baltimore ironically about two stories down her parents.
Then as she was wiping the sweat she heard the strange sound. A third time. But it sounded like a loud & huge voice breathing.
Ren then started to warn the person to leave. In a polite and friendly but also firm manner.

"Whoever you are, I am going to be nice & kind. And ask you to please politely & orderly to leave the complex.
I am giving you ninety seconds. If you don't leave, I will call the police.
Or if that doesn't stop you, I will give you such a thrashing that
the first time you mess with me will be the last time. Please leave the complex immediately".
Ren was being polite but firm with the stranger.
She waited. And waited. And Waited. Then after about three minutes,
the strange noise stopped.
Ren then made sure the person left. Then it was quiet...
Then all of a sudden.....SMASH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Some person fell out of her porch & crashed into the window.
That person fell into her kitchen sink.
Ren yelled & was terrified that she almost called the police.
Then as she had the phone in one hand with one eye, her other eye was on the stranger. Who seemed to be all dirtied & smelled real badly.

Chapter 3: A Lonely & Broken Man

Then Ren went with caution to see the stranger badly dirtied & smelling awful.
As she looked at the man, his hair was down to his arms. His beard was also down arms length as well.
"Please help me madamoselle!!" cried the man. He sounded like he was not an American. And from a foreign country.
Ren was skeptical because she thought he was playing hurt only to get something. Or to do much worse.
"Look, sir if you are playing with me, that won't fool me at all. I teach law and when men do that, they aren't really who they seem to be.
If you are playing games I will have the police out here in nearly ten minutes and..."warned Ren.
But then she saw the man holding his ribs very hard. And mumbling & grumbling very noisly for fears that the neighbors in the complex would complain on her.

"Please help me madamoselle!! I am really, really hurt." cried the man again.
"If you are playing games with me like I said, I will......"
"No! No! If I were playing games with you I would not be in your house. Hurt and bloodied as I am." yelled the injured man
Then she saw beneath the hair, beard, & smell the man had dark and black bruises and cuts. Also he was bleeding all over his face.
Then Ren realized that he really was injured. She then felt sorry for the man.
"Listen sir, I am very, very sorry. It is just that you have to be careful with circumstances these days since this is a 9/11 world. People who say they are injured aren't really injured and hurt others. It is not that I was unsympathetic of your bruises but.."
Then the man interrupted again. "No, No, like I said I am not playing games with you. I can ensure you I am not that kind of person who fakes an injury. I.... OUCHHHHHHHHHHH!!" cried the poor man.
Then as Ren was getting the man up and helping him holding her nose due to his smell, she then put the man on her bed to rest.
Ren then question the man to determine his injury.
"Do you know who did this to you?? Suppose you told me your name??"
Then the man thought about the questions a long, long time.
"Passepartout!! Jean Passepartout!! That is all I know. But other than that, I don't know how I got injured here. Or if I got beaten up. That is all I know is my name is Jean Passepartout."

Then Ren looked at the man like if he belonged in a mental institution. She let out a huge laughter. She laughed until she cried.
The poor man looked confused like why are you laughing at me while I have been badly hurt.
"What? What did I say madamoselle to make you laugh??" asked the poor man.
"That name is the french valet in Around the World in 80 Days. The sidekick to Phileas Fogg. Ha! Ha Good one! And I am Katie Couric "
"Well, it is true madamoselle??" cried the poor and confused man.
Then Ren stopped laughing as she looked at the poor man. He looked like he was about to cry. She noticed he seemed to be truthful.
She then felt very bad making fun of him.
"Look, I didn't mean to laugh. I am very, very sorry I didn't mean to hurt you. Please forgive me"
"Well, madamoselle your apology has been accepted. I have been through more worse before the way I look now." complemented the injured man.
Ren then changed the subject quickly. "Well, I am going to call for an ambulance to take you to the hospital and..."
Then the man got excited as Ren was dialing the phone. He quickly grabbed the phone away.
"NO! NO! No hospital. Please they would find me there. Don't know who but anyone could find and kill me. Please anywhere but there."
Ren then let the poor man, who sounded like a frenchman, have his way but with caution.
"OK, I will not let them take you to the hospital. I will call a doctor who is nearby. Either agree to him or it is the hospital?? Either way is up to you. Understand?"
The man known as Passepartout nodded and said "Oui! Oui! I mean yes! Let's do that."

CHAPTER 4: A CLOSER LOOK AT JEAN PASSEPARTOUT

As Ren called the doctor, she only got like a five minute look at the man. He obviously the way he talked was indeed a Frenchman. Ironically "Around the World in 80 Days" is Ren's favorite fiction book.
While the man who said he was "Jean Passepartout" was laying in agony, she went to get the book of 80 Days.
She looked at a picture from the 80 Days book in which he was like in the book supposed to also be strong and well built.
If you take away the beard and long hair, he was also a very handsome man. About late twenties early thirties.
He had brownish blonde curly hair. Blue eyes like the oceans. Very emotional eyes. He was indeed well built & strong due to his gymnastics past.
With very huge muscles and a chest very huge and round.
His clothes were not just dirty but also very ripped up & very bloodied.
He had on a white dress shirt with black suspenders that were nearly torn off.
He had a black overcoat with pockets. He had gray stripped pants and the only thing not ripped up was his black socks and black laced up boots.
Could this really, really be the Passepartout of 80 Days fame??
But then had to put that all aside to help the poor and beaten man.

Then she got a hold of the doctor. "Dr Shaw, this is Ren. Sorry to hate to pry you out of your card game. But I do my best not to ask for favors at anybody especially you.
But this is an emergency as some stranger came crashing in you might say into my loft window. He looks like he has been hit by a tractor trailor. But please can you come ASAP because he won't go to a hospital."(Pause)"Ok, thanks very much".
Then as she helped the man to her bed as she tried to get him to rest. Then in ten minutes Dr Shaw was there in no time with two nurses.
Ren then got the doctors coat & hat as she motioned for the doc in her room. He then gave her the look & warning.
"You know what this means Ren." says the doc
"Yeah! Kick me out of my own bedroom. Be happy I don't give you a fatlip like I did that US Attorney. So arrogant was he. He couldn't even whisper and had to eat soup for six weeks." laughed Ren
"Oh, you give me a fatlip, I will hit you with a lawsuit that you will be doing your work on pen and paper." laughed the good doc.
"Oh, I am so, so scared!!" Cried a "scared" Ren.
Then she also said that she would be going to the store to buy some clothes, bandages, health & beauty aids, and food and soft drinks for the poor Frenchman.
Because the Doctor could be in her loft for about over an hour or two and plus she could use some fresh air.

Chapter 5: Feeling Sorry for A Frenchman

Then sure enough after nearly two hours, Ren did return home. She saw the nurses about to leave as she brought stuff for the Frenchman like clothes, food, and bandages. Then Dr Shaw needed to see her in private.
"Ren, I am not going to lie to you. But that boy looks so, so pitiful. Not just on the outside but more like the inside. On the outside, he has nearly every bone broken in his body."
Then he got the x-rays as he showed her from the small machine shocked Ren as he took about over thirty x-rays.
"That boy has every bone from head to toe broken. He has a broken foot. A broken left leg. Both right. Then he has five broken ribs on the right. Two broken ribs on the left. A fractured right wrist and a broken left arm.(Ren's eyes and jaws dropped & popped out)Also a huge fractured skull." continued the doc.
"But Dr how did he survive all of that has happened to him?? I looked at his body and noticed....."
Then Dr Shaw interrupted "Don't mean to cut you short but he has huge muscles and a chest. That might have saved him. If he wasn't built that strong and big, the last place he would be is at a morgue!!"
Ren could only nod sadly and agree but she also had to worry about what the doc meant about the inside.

"What do you mean about the inside of him doc?? When I first saw him and asked him questions on how he got injured, all he could remember is his name is Jean Passepartout. You know from Around the World in 80 Days."
Dr Shaw then looked up and thought she was lying but then saw that look on her face like the man may have lost his memory. She also continued.
"How long do you think he has been wondering injured like this?? A few weeks?" she asked the good doc.
Dr Shaw, who had known Ren ever since she was a little girl, thought long and hard before giving her a precise answer.
"It seems like a month & a half Ren. He has been injured badly and miraclously wondering around for nearly two months."
"He smelled awful like he hadn't had a bath and a shave for weeks when I first saw him!!" cried a concerned and worried Ren.
"I asked him questions like you did to determine his injury. He doesn't know how he got beaten up or if like you said, if a truck ran and hit him.
He doesn't know where he lives. But sounds like he is from Europe. A Frenchman because he kept saying Monsieur or Madamoselle.
He doesn't know the day, month, or year he is in. Or if he is from this century because he sounds like he doesn't belong in the year 2004. More like the 19th century.

He has a different kind of memory loss called Retograde amnesia like that film "Regarding Henry". He now has to learn to do things that you and I normally take for granted. Like use the toilet, brush his teeth, eat from silverware."
"How long do you think that would take him to do that?? Weeks, months??" asked Ren.
"Probably for the rest of that young man's life. He has the body of his age. But the mind and heart of a four year old. His skull was so, so fractured that it didn't nearly left enough oxygen in the brain.
If the oxygen in the brain wasn't there, that boy wouldn't be alive as we speak. Listen it is getting late. Why don't you take him to the hospital. Only tell him it will be for all morning and afternoon. To get him showered also and shaved."
"Thanks doctor but what about that conference you have at Children's Hospital tomorrow and..."
"Oh don't worry I can get another doctor at Memorial Hospital. His name is Dr Gregory. He is very nice and an Irishman. But what about your conferences and...."
"No, I can cancel them. My agent who also is my publisher will understand sicne this is the first time I have cancelled ever since I started speaking and talking since I was 10. At least three weeks to care for him and to make sure he gets the care and rest he needs. And maybe even more. But I won't let that poor frenchman be miserable for the rest of his life. What time should be good?"
"About 7:00 am since I know you are an early riser. Well, good to be of your assistance and please don't hesistate to call me again."
"Well, I am so, so sorry again about your poker but this was so, so important that this man be cared for."
"Well, I can play poker anyday at anytime. Well, keep an eye on this boy. Good night and God bless Ren"
Then as she let the good doc out, she watched as the poor frenchman got some rest. The first time he has had a great rest in who knows how long.
"Don't worry son, I will take good care of you no matter what occurs."
whispered Ren inside her head.

Chapter 6: Welcome to the 21st Century Jean Passepartout!!

The next day Ren loaded up her car and had to wake up her "patient" Jean Passepartout. "Poor man" she thought. He hadn't had a good night sleep in what seems forever.
She had to wake up at five in the morning. Call her agent who ironically
happens to be her publisher, editor, lawyer, and best friend all at one time.
Her agent thought that was a new "man" in her life for the ultra competitive & workaholic Ren.
"Come on cut it out Toby!! He is so badly injured that he has broken every bone you can think of in his body. Also he has two black eyes.(Pause)Yes
two black eyes, a fatlip, and a broken nose.
Look I need at least three weeks off and then if he needs more attention, then I will call you beforehand in 48 hours.
(Pause again)OK Toby, this is a big, big favor that you can do for me since I hardly ask for favors. But it is about this poor Frenchman.
He was near death. Now he needs help since he has amnesia. To make the long story short he has a different kind of amnesia where he has to do small things like learn to use the bathroom, bathe, use silverware. You know the kind of things you and I take for granted(Pause a long time).
OK, three weeks and I will phone you if I need anymore time. Thanks Toby. Good-bye"
Then she loaded him into the black corvette. The car looked oblivious to him.
As he looked at the car like the car was like a brand new "object to him".

"I have seen this before. What is this sort of machine?" the Frenchman asked his "nurse"
Ren looked puzzled but then it came back to her that he again lost his memory.
"It is a car. Here let me show you(showing him what each thing of the car means.)This is a key. You put it in ignition.
Then you put the key in ignition and then turn it.(turning the key and the engine starting)Then this is the level which has a reverse, neutral, and drive.
I am backing out of my complex driveway. Putting it backwards. Which is a reverse(backing the car up)These are the pedals. The left pedal is the gas where it goes, I go. Like the body.
Where you want the body to go, it goes that way. Now we are pulling out and then after reversing the car, this small but important pedal is the break. That means to stop(stopping the car on the brake)then I put the car in drive which means straight(putting the car in drive with the foot on the gas)driving straight. You get the hang of things Passepartout."
Passepartout looked kind of confused but also very attentive and also impressed.

"Wow, that is a neat kind of machine. Very, very nice car. By the way, where are we going Madamoselle??" as Passepartout didn't know where he was going.
Ren, who knew that the poor frenchman would try to jump out of the car if she mentioned the word hospital, was careful with her words.
"Well, you are going for a check-up. Also to get cleaned up like a haircut and shave. As well as a nice and hot bath."
"Ahhhh, it will feel good to get a bath. I don't know when I have had a bath. Seems like forever."
Ren felt real bad on how she treated him the other day. As she felt an apology was needed. But she thought better wait for him to get relaxed and cleaned up.

 

[JPPT1974]

Part II: From Strangers to Friends

Chapter 7: Handsome Both on the Outside and Inside


Then as Ren helped the young Frenchman get out of her car, the young doctor that Dr Shaw recommended came to greet both of them along with four other people including nurses and assitants.
"The good doc told me that I would see both of you here." greeted Dr Gregory.
"In the flesh Dr Gregory" replied Ren returning the compliment.
Then Dr Gregory and the four assistants got Passepartout in a wheelchair as they wheeled him down the hospital lobby.
Dr Gregory then went through what would happen to the young frenchman once they have him for the rest of the day.
"We are going to first, get him a good and nice hot shower or bath. Whatever he prefers, then give him a shave and a haircut. That could take up to two hours.
He seems to not have had a shower, shave, or haircut in a long, long time. Then we will go and run some tests, x-rays, and also get a physchatrist to help him to determine the amnesia he has. Not just physical but mental and emotional help. This could take all day. Are you sure you want to stay all day Ren??"
Dr Gregory could read her face by knowing what the answer was.
But he wanted to hear the answer from herself.

"Yes, it is the least that I could do so that he won't walk out of here confused and puzzled. Not anybody being there for him would be awful. He is so, so hurt right now that hurting even more would get even worse.
So yes, I am willing to stay for him all day and even sleep here so that he can know that someone cares and watching out for him. I made a promise to him to be there for him when he gets out. And I intend to keep that promise to him."
Then the doctor then shook Ren's hand as they were ready to take the frenchman in.
As she was reading, the doctor was right. It took nearly two hours to clean him up. He was clean-shaven. His hair was all chopped off as well as his beard. He only had a noticable but tiny little mustache. Also his hair was curly.
She looked at him and noticed that he looked and felt so much better and so much comfortable. All together his hair and beard were cut down about over twenty inches. Twenty inches!! Poor frenchman.
Then Passepartout noticed the twinkle and the happiness in Ren's eyes and expression. He blew kisses at her as she "grabbed" them.
She did the same right back at him.
She thought he was very, very handsome and so, so sweet. He may be strong and well built. But like Dr Shaw has said, in the mind and heart of a five year old kid.

Chapter 8: Ren's New "Patient"

At 3:30 pm, Ren thought that she could help Passepartout in her way of saying sorry because she mistook him for a thief to do something even more.
Then Dr Gregory came to Ren and said that he was done with Passepartout.
Good thing she got a bible and also some devotions.
The doctor told Ren that Passepartout might not like this but he might have to stay in a rehabilitation center to recover from his broken bones & injuries. Also his severe head injury. But Ren told Dr Gregory something much better.
"Dr Gregory with all due respect for all the thanks and help on Passepartout.

But I think he would be comfortable recupperating at my loft.
Because while I looked at him sleeping, he seemed to have not slept for goodness how knows long? Forever it seems.
I know it is asking for a lot but he looked like he is comfortable at my place. But really to get the help that he needs & wants, I feel I owe it to him to give him what he deservedly wants."
Dr Gregory know that Ren would not take no for an answer. Because Dr Shaw told but "warned" the young doctor about her.
But Dr Gregory let her win the "argument" and gave in.
"I will send two nurses and two specialists in. Like both a speech & physical rehabilitation assistants.
That boy really will need all the help he needs like you say. Are you sure Ren you want to go through the huge trouble??
I mean Dr Shaw told me you had cancelled all of your classes, speaking engagements, and deadlines to all of this for three weeks. Or maybe even more."
He looked at Ren's determination to help the poor French boy.
"Yes, I will reinburse you with everything and if he needs to recover even more, put it on my bill and insurance. Money doesn't at all matter compared to the rehabilitation this poor Frenchman needs to through. How long will the rehabilitation be? In your opinion?"
Dr Gregory thought about this for awhile. "Well most people recovering from injuries anywhere from 3-6 months. But that poor boy's condition he is in.
He will have a long road ahead of him. Mentally, Physically, and also Emotionally.
We are looking anywhere from one to two years. I mean he has almost every bone in his body broken. But like both you and Dr Shaw has said, without that broad and strong body of his, he would had been a corpse."

Ren could had nodded in agreement and shaked the doctor's hand and thanked him very heartfully and generously.
Also she thought of something else she could do for the injured new Frenchman friend. Have a picture and information of him for the local Washington Post paper. It is the least she could also do.
Then Passepartout appeared wearing a white dress shirt, black suspenders and slacks. White socks and black boots. Identical to clothes he had on when he was badly beaten. But cleaner and nicer.
Then she helped him get back into the passenger seat of the car.
Then after putting their seat belts on drove off to the Post to get his picture & other information in the paper of him


Chapter 9: Ren's "Hospital" & Passepartout's Determination

Then after they left Memorial Hospital, Passepartout and Ren stopped by the Washington Post and got his picture along with some information on the amnesiac Frenchman.
Read like this: Amnesiac Frenchman going by the name of Jean Passepartout. Age:26-35. Height: 6'2" Weight: 175 pounds Blue eyes and Sandy brownish blonde hair. Muscular built and strong complexion.
Badly beaten and left for dead on Sunday August 1st 2004. Anybody knowing this man who has a different kind of amnesia called retograde amnesia call either the DC police or Ren MacCarren.
Then after getting his picture and information to go in the paper in two day, both left for the loft.
Passepartout then went to bed as they entered Ren's loft. The next few weeks would be very, very hard for him. The rehabilitation began.
Two nurses and two other helpers like a speech therapist and also a physical rehabilitation person would come in.
The frenchman spoke pretty good yet very broken english. Also he was limping very, very badly and had to crawl just to get to Ren's loft that day they were "introduced" to each other.

The nurses came in & used Ren's bathtub to bathe him. Do things like get him his medicine & shots. Get him into his pajamas.
Despite the first few weeks being so, so hard as well as painful, the nurses admired his determination and his loyality to them. In hopes of getting better slowly but surely.
Also the speech thereapist came and helped him with his speech. For two to three hours, he had to read and pronounce things slow.
But what was more surprising was he could almost read at ease. That was a breeze as compared to prouncing things. He did some in broken english.
But also more importantly to pronounce things right and clear.
Then the physical therapist came in. Helped him stretch as well as helping him to learn to point out objects. Also to help him use the wheelchair.
It was a rough two weeks. But was really well worth the trouble and time. The hospital staff were very impressed that the poor frenchman wanted to really be determine to get his strength back.
But somewhere, somehow despite only two weeks, he was already making small progress.
Since he was reluctant go to the hospital, bring the hospital to him courtesy of Ren.

After one week of bathing him and helping him use the toilet, he surprised them by trying to do both himself. Not that good but by bits and pieces.
He was doing his best to learn how to use the washclothe and shampoo to bathe himself. He also learned how to use the comode.
After a week using the "toilet" in his hospital bed, he had the two nurses help him with the real toilet. Also he was learning how to use his wheelchair since he would be in a wheelchair for at least three months.
The people of the hospital came by at 6:00 in the morning and left at 6:00 pm six days a week. With Sundays the off day.
Ren was typing her next stories. As she also typed the news of the day and events.
She also kept a close eye on Jean making sure he was getting the help and also rest he needed.
She felt that she could do her part by fixing him his lunches & dinners. He would have to start slow. Very, very slow eating his meals.
Also in his black eyes, broken nose and fat lip, he had four of his teeth knocked out. All of the back teeth on his right side.
He would have to eat his meals through a straw. Soups and some soda drinks. She felt bad for him eating his meals through a straw and feeding him with a spoon.

But ironically, he didn't seem to mind a bit at all. Since he was enjoying the soap and sodas.
Then came what was Passepartout's favorite part of the whole entire day. Ren gave him a back massage. He felt like he was so comfortable and relaxed. She gave him the massage at the end of the day to relax him.
But more importantly the massage put the frenchman to sleep. After a long and grueling rehabilitation all day for six days straight, he needed to end his day on a high and positive note.
Somehow as she looked at Passepartout's eyes, he seemed to beginning to enjoy her company. Despite it being only two weeks, he seemed to really take an interest in his new "nurse". On the other hand, she as well began to feel like she was becoming somewhat attracted to him.

Chapter 10: Passepartout & Ren's "First Getting To Know You Much Better Date" & Ren's Almost Date with Death

After nearly three weeks of eating Campbell's Soup and some other brand foods, Ren wanted to "celebrate" Passepartout's slowly but surely recoverly but making her own soup.
She freezed up some soup she had when she had some company over for roast beef and veggies. She then made those into soup. She doesn't have time to cook since she has always been away.
She called her good editor and friend Toby to postpone her speaking engagements and teaching by at least two more weeks.
Toby seemed to understood as he never knew another side of the workaholic and "no life at all" young lady.
Then she went to feed the soup to Passepartout. He seemed to really, really love the soup as he asked for seconds and then thirds and so forth.
But he wanted her to have most of the soup since after all she did make it. But she insisted he have it. Then both had a little "date" as she fed him.

"Wooo, take it easy partner. You are getting very, very better. Better than expected. But the doctors still want you to rest and take it easy because it could be three to six months or a year for you to get completely healed and your strength back." cautioned Ren.
"Tell me something madamoselle. Why is such a beautiful lady like you never have time for life??" asked the kindly frenchman
Ren looked up at him with a strange but curious look. "Could you say that again Passepartout?"
"What I meant madamoselle, don't you have like a boyfriend?? Because the way you work and take good care of me is that you don't seem to be married."
Then Ren understood what he was saying. "Well, Passepartout I really don't date at all. Get this I have only dated once in my whole nearly 30 years on this earth. It was a blind date. You know where you meet the person for the first time actually dating.
But my work is my life. Usually, when I am not attending to a patient like you, I go around the world. I am a true crime novel writer. I travel teaching seminars of how to protect yourselves from becoming a victim.
Also I write about serial killers and true love turned deadly types of stories.
On top of that, I teach a local high school twice a week and a local community college twice a week as well. For kids to become journalists who want to be true crime journalists and also authors.
I teach four times a year at a conference in DC about how the federal, state, and local levels need to work well together. Not fight over jurisdiction. Like my badge is bigger than your badge.
Ever since, not one to gloat, yours truly started the class nearly a year ago, nearly 70% of those working in law enforcement talk their problems out rather than "arm wrestle" for turf war.
Even though it is not as perfect as it should be, it is not as bad." smiled Ren as she fed a hearty meal to Passepartout.

But Passepartout wanted to know more about her. "But do you have any hobbies??"
Ren then notice and said kiddingly "Are you getting personal with me Passepartout??"
Passepartout laughed even though when he did laugh his ribs kind of bruised.
"Let's just say I am "interviewing" you. To get to know you better though it has only been a little more than two weeks."
Ren thought about what she does in her "free time". "Well, I do martial arts. Karate to not just protect myself from intruders.
But also to release the stress and tension in my everyday work routine. Is that a hobby enough??"
Passepartout shook his head as he laughed again. Despite his ribs hurting.
"Hey, don't laugh that much pal. You need to concentrate on your strength."
"Well, I love to laugh at a time or two" cheered the getting well Frenchman. Then she was looking at the news about airplanes. She grimaced and frowned. Passepartout could sense the look in her eyes and mood.
"Do you not like planes Madamoselle??"
"Uh, what was that Passepartout??" asked Ren.
"Do you not want to go on planes??" Ren then looked at him with he detected her dislike of planes.
"Well, Passepartout it took me nearly eighteen months to get on a plane. Eighteen months after 9/11."
Passepartout looked at her curiously not knowing what she was taking about. "What is 9/11 madamoselle??"
Ren almost trying not to laugh thought he was stupid. "Are you kidding me?? Have you been on a stranded island and not know what 9/11 is??" Then she almost forgotten a few seconds then realized again he has amnesia.
"That is why he doesn't know about 9/11!!" she realized again. Then Ren began a story. It had to do with her.

"I haven't really spoken of this story. Only my parents & a good buddy of mine know and nobody else.
And now since you seem to be a trusted and honest young fellow, I feel that you should know.
But you got to give me your word & please swear not to tell anybody. Nobody should know at all.
Not even Dr Shaw, Dr Gregory, or the hospital staff. Not even my editor knows about this. Do you promise since I can seem to trust you??"
Then Passepartout looked at her with a promised and understanding look. "I promise Madamoselle. Your secret is safe with me. Cross my heart and hope to die(crossing his heart with his right hand still bandaged)".
Then Ren sat the bowl of soup down. She figured Passepartout was full and finished.
"I was going to go on a plane to Los Angeles California on 9/11 Tuesday in September of 2001. I was meeting two US Marshal friends. They looked very tired and needed a vacation.
One would retire and take a job as a DC police captain. One was young and expecting his third child. He was from ironically LA.
The retired man's name was Jude. He spent nearly thirty-five years in law enforcement.
The young one, an African American's name was Alfonzo. Both of them I grew up with. Alfonzo was 27 and spent four years with the Marshals.
Both of them were going to spend some rest & relaxation with my parents & me at Jude's LA beachhome. With his second wife of six years and his three children and families from his first marriage.

There was a plane going at 8:00 am. I was going to get on it. As we greeted each other.
Alfonzo's wife, who was due two weeks before, was already filling childbirth pains. As Alfonzo felt he needed to get on the plane.
The plane that had my ticket and seat. I then noticed the urgency of the young marshall needing to be there with his young wife and kids.
He and Jude were in DC after guarding a mobster for the Witness Protection Program for eight months.
I thought about Alfonzo being there with his wife & seeing her give birth.
So I told & insisted Alfonzo to go on the flight. I told him that R&R can wait but....(Ren starting to cry)you have to forgive me. Though I have told this story only twice to my family...."
A sympathetic Passepartout reaching over to get a kleenex for Ren. Ren thankfully got the kleenex. Passepartout thought that she might want to stop and rest.
"Madamoselle would you like to stop because you seem like telling this story is painfully troubles you. If you like I don't want you to hurt no more.." (He was gracefully grabbing more kleenex)
Then Ren told him it was ok and that she thought he needed to hear that fateful day. She tearfully continued her story.
"I told him babies can't. So no ands, ifs, and/or buts, go on the plane. I needed to catch up with Jude. I was going to go and prepare Jude's and his rooms at the beach house. Going first on the plane and then those two to follow.

Then as he graciously thanked me. He went on the plane as I told him to thank me later when the baby, actually both were two babies. Twins, a boy and a girl.
Then as the plane left, an hour later. We heard the first plane, the whole entire terminal, crashed into the World Trade Center.
We thought it was just an accident. Then a second plane crashed into the south tower. The first into the north tower.
The World Trade Center was like the hugest building in the USA if not the world. Everybody figured out those planes were no accident whatsoever at all. About fifteen minutes after nine that morning.
We learned it was Alfonzo's plane(Ren choking and in buckets of tears). I almost kicked my breakfast table. I was supposed to be on that plane! Not him!!

Then about 9:35-9:45 am, a third plane hit the Pentagon, it's a building that stations the US Military. Like three-fourths or more of it.
After the third plane hit the Pentagon, all the flights at Dulles International Airport all were cancelled.
Not just at Dulles but all over the nation if not the world every airport big & small had all of the flights cancelled, delayed, and/or not just the airlines themselves but people afraid of flying cancelling their flights.
Then at the NY City World Trade Center, everybody noticed the building was catching on fire. When construction workers want to tear down a building, they blew it up with dynamite. People aren't in the building.
But at first the north tower at nearly ten where the first plane hit was on fire. Then it just went down in flames.
The people there knowing there they could do nothing at all. Meaning nothing nor nobody could save them, jumped out over 10,000 feet to their deaths.
Then about nearly fifteen to twenty minutes later, the south tower collasped. Again most of those working in that tower like the north tower jumped to their deaths. Since there was nothing that anybody could do to rescue those people.
Then after 10:40 in the morning, thankfully the fourth and final plane hit an empty field in Pennslyvania.

About three years later, everbody learned that there were supposed to be ten planes hijacked. And all over the place, people were going to be used as human missles. Crashing them into landmark buildings and malls.
Like the World Trade Center. Nineteen terrorists were on the four hijacked planes taking people hostage.
In all 3,000 people paid with their lives. What was there crime?? They were innocent people at the wrong place at the wrong time. If there were ten planes, it would have been much, much worse. And more people dead. Like perhaps 10,000. On planes and buildings.
I still blame myself, to this day that I should had been on that plane. And not Alfonzo. If I went on the plane, his family would have their husband and father still.
Now his wife is working two jobs and rasing four kids. Including two twins who were born on that fateful day and will turn three this year.
I still blame myself to this day that it should had been me. It should had been me. But now Captain Jude McNeal told me to stop blaming myself.
If Alfonzo was a ghost, he would tell me the same thing."

Then Ren excused herself and went into the bathroom.
After nearly thirty minutes, as she was done crying walking out, she saw a very sympathetic and kind-hearted Passepartout get a Diet Dr Pepper, just for her. And a flower from one of her plants. Her eyes brightened as well as her mood.
"Passepartout, you didn't have to do that and..."
Then Passepartout gently put his index finger over his lips and shushed her. "Shhhhhhhhh Madamoselle Ren. You probably weren't meant to die. God knows when it is your time to go. And like if your friend Alfonzo was here, he would have said the same thing to you.
But your family would miss their only child had you went on that plane. You were meant to do much more than get on that doomed airline that fateful day."
Then Passepartout gently let her put her head over his lap. She was reluctant due to his broken bones. But he insisted on it.
"Boy I would have loved to really find those Al-Queda terrorists. And tie them up. And bring them back to America.
And let the families of those 3,000 victims beat them up to a pulp. I would love to do it for myself in front of those families. Especially one in particular. Osama Bin Laden." a pumped up Ren exclaimed.

Passepartout then kidded her. "Well, I don't want you to get yourself arrested. You can't afford to get yourself arrested over that.
Let the authorities take care of that. Plus I could'nt heal well on my own you know without you!!"
Then Ren returned the funny compliment. "Well, would you like to join me Passepartout"as both of them were laughing. Passepartout agreed with her.
"Also you can stop calling me Madamoselle. Let's save that until I am at least 100. If I get there. Ren please!!"
Then Passepartout seemed to like that a lot. Shows she is modest but humbled.
"OK, Madamo.. I mean Ren. You looked like you could had used a very good but well-deserved laugh." cracked the Frenchman.
They both seemed to not just love to hear each other laugh. But enjoy each other's company most of all.

Chapter 11: From 19th Century Wiz Kid to 21st Century Novice & Time Travel A Myth??

Another month has passed since that dinner and talk. As Passepartout thought Ren was the best nurse he has ever had. As Ren also loved the young and handsome frenchman's company.
Then as Dr Shaw came twice every week for the next two months, he was amazed as how Passepartout's progress has been.
Then he "graduated" him from a wheelchair to crutches. He was supposed to sit in a wheelchair for like three months to six months. He was in there for only two months.
He told him he wouldn't be surprised if he was on crutches about two months either.
"Boy, you are doing wonderful." congratuated the good doc.
"Ah, well Monseiur Shaw, I have had a great teacher in Ren" complemented Passepartout.
Then Dr Shaw began to noticed in the past two months, things about Passepartout.
Like he loved it when he was read to by Ren. But he loved like 19th century novels like romance novels.
Despite his memory loss and a new century he was in, he was a true European gentleman.

He helped sit the table so that Ren wouldn't eat alone. Also he tried to get up everytime she got up from the table. Despite him being in a wheelchair. Which Ren thought was odd. But later learned that men used to get up and bow everytime a woman leaves the table in 19th century Europe.
Also he loved poetry as well. Ren used to write poetry as a teen. But hadn't for many, many years. Then somehow, he got her back into writing poetry. He really amused not just Ren. But the whole entire hospital staff as he read to them as well. He also loved classical music.
He loved it when everytime Ren left the CD player on he would go to sleep with classical music. But still he seemed oblivious to the CD player.
Ren told him it was a player to play tapes and CDs. She told him not to be afraid at all.
He watched her put in the CD in the player. And then pushed buttons to play music. He then couldn't stop playing with the CDs.
Then she showed him how to shower. He then at first pulled the level that let out cold water. Even though it wasn't back then they could laugh about it now.
Dr Shaw also thought his "novicing" to 21st century technology was funny.
Then Passepartout saw something that Ren did the most outside the computer. The TV.

"Forgive me madamoselle Ren. But what is this(Passepartout picking up the remote control and flipping the buttons with the channels).
"That is the tv Passepartout." Passepartout looking confused and puzzled. "TV, This is le tv??"
Ren had again to explain to Passepartout another modern 21st century machine.
"It is like a picture. You know from a camera. But it is a moving picture. Like actors and actresses. You know at a theatre on stage. But only on screen."
(Passepartout flipping the channel to MTV) "Oh, mon dieu! What is this awful junk??"
Ren then grabbed the remote after she saw that. "You know some things I told you are good and some bad. Well that is awful. Those videos are way, way too graphic."
Then Passepartout agreed "Yeah bad!! Very Very bad!!"
Then Ren turned it to a football game. Again laughing on the inside, Ren knew that was oblivious for the poor frenchman.
"That kid is called football. Or American football called the National Football League or NFL for short" exclaimed NFL fan Ren.
Then as Passepartout got his first glimpse at the NFL.
Dr Shaw needed to see Ren. "Ren that boy seems with memory loss or not, he belongs in the 19th century. You know his mannerisms and dapperness. This techno stuff is novice to that poor boy."
Ren couldn't agree with him more. "I see what you mean. But it has been two months since I went to the Post and they took a picture of him.
He was all bloodied and beaten to a pulp. So far, nobody has been able to come and claim him."

Dr Shaw thought of something. And knew that she wouldn't like this at all. "Ren, somewhere, somehow the boy doesn't belong in this century."
Ren then was puzzled not knowing what the doc was talking about.
"Forgive me Dr Shaw. But you don't think he belongs here? Like the year 2004."
"Well you noticed his clothes. Despite being dirty was like a butler's clothes or a hotel employee??"
Then Ren came to think and thought for a moment. She recognized he indeed dressed like a valet or a hotel worker.
But also noticed his mannerisms and his politeness come to think of it.
"Dr Shaw, forgive me for saying this. And not making you feel nuts. But if you are suggesting he is from another century. Maybe that is why he has amnesia.
But I know what you are thinking. Time travel. That only happens in the movies and tv. Time travel is a myth Dr Shaw. Come on and give me a break!!" laughed Ren.
Dr Shaw then spoke up and admitted something to her. "Actually there is a thing with time travel. And no Ren it isn't a myth at all. Because I have been there myself many times and know!!"

Then Ren dropped her jaw and her eyes popped open as well. She was just shaking her head from side to side like no, no this is only a dream. But the doc insisted that he knows it is real.
Then as Passepartout came by and asked if everything was fine.
The doc then shushed Ren and whispered "Quiet Ren and let me handle this so that the young man won't get rattled up."
Turning to the frenchman saying "No, No boy. You aren't bothering us at all!!"
Ren then noticed Passepartout's look like the tv didn't interest him. "Nothing good on tv honey??"
Passepartout shook his head side to side. "No nothing at all. Football boring. Too much graphic stuff. Is that right?? Besides I love to read and do computers. Madamoselle Ren is teaching me computers Monseiur Shaw. Love internet"

Chapter 12: Dr Shaw's Secret and Giving Passepartout a Warning

Then as Passepartout went back to the CD player since the TV didn't interest him, Dr Shaw spoke to Ren for five minutes.
"Ren, I want you to promise me to keep this a secret. You are the only one to know.
Not even my wife, children, nor grandkids know. Because they would think that I am crazy.
But I will have to show you when you get back in town the next two days. Please also keep this private and not tell your family or even that boy. Promise me Ren??"
Ren then looked at Dr Shaw like he really meant what he said. Then thought ok. "Ok, Dr Shaw. Your secret is safe with me. Won't tell."
Dr Shaw began. "About six years ago, another inventor who like myself kept this secret. He was a teenager. But he had the mind of an Einstein. He had a time machine that he built from scratch in 1988 until 1996.
He had about several false starts on the machine. But after nearly eight months of false starts, he got it working very well.
He went from the past like even the birth and death of Christ. To the present, like this years election. To the future like the cure for AIDS and Cancer. He is a true englishman. But He teaches at a University in France."

Then Ren thought that Dr Shaw might had copied off of the French Inventor. "So I take it you did the same like the British inventor did?"
Dr Shaw could sense she knew about him copying off the inventor.
"That is right. I decided to build a machine. The second of all in the world but be the first American.
When my wife, family, and other friends, family, and colleagues weren't around, I built a time machine that I saw the instructions off the net.
You know me Ren as I love to do furniture and build things. Like my log cabin and other homes. I also when I was on lunch break, build the machine.
It was painful but also felt very relaxing. Let's say it was a labor of love. I kept building and building.
Even sometimes when I told my wife I had "weekend housecalls" built the machine to be right. Rightly built and tested.
If anybody found out this invention they would think I was nuts and needed to be in a mental institution. Then building it during my breaks without a single stop. And also using my one week a year vacation time.
Then I this past year, I built the machine for four straight months starting on New Year's day. I used for the first time in six years, two weeks vacation time.
Built it 24/7 when my wife Loretta was out with some pediatric cancer patients to build the perfect machine. Then when I told you since that inventor had eight months to build test the machine rightly, it only took me three months to test it rightly.

So in all, since January 1st 1997 until April 30th 2004, the machine with all the gadgets, buttons, comforts, and everything and all things that you can think of, it was well fixed.
Then after three months of false starts in wrong settings, it got me where to the places that I wanted to go. Even though it has been a week since I got the time machine nailed down pack, I have been to over, get this 200 places!"
Ren just had her eyes wide open and her mouth was dropping and drooling. Like this can't be for real.
Then Dr Shaw pulled out some picture for her to see as proof. There was Jesus resurrection. Also Columbus setting foot in America. As well as OJ's trial and 9/11.
Also future events like the first woman US President, the cure for cancer, the first child in space. Ren could not believe it as she needed a chair to sit down to collect her thoughts. Sure the doc would think she didn't believe him.
But also he needed to tell her the truth. "You know who HG Wells is don't you Ren?" Ren nodded up and down.
"Well, this may be crazy too since he and I and also that french inventor have one thing in common."
But before he could say it Ren knew that they had to be related. "You are related right? You and that inventor?"

The doc shook his head up and down. "Yes, we are like fourth or fifth generation cousins. My paternal grandad, read me stories of HG Wells.
Way, way like Jules Verne. Time travel stories. He and my dad used to travel a lot. They have been to all seven continants. My siblings and I used to go travel when we were a lot younger. And we were kind of reckless.
But since I have grandkids and several great-grandkids, I told them stories of travel. But also they said time travel like yourself Ren couldn't be done. But it is only a myth."
Then Ren interrupted "By these pics, you prove that it isn't a myth at all." The doc nodded again. "This may have to do with the french boy. About seeing if he can go back to his other world. But to be honest, he seems to be getting very comfortable in this time.
So it would be hard for like any of his relatives or other family members than him to go back to his own time.(Seeing the Frenchman coming by both of them)Hold off on that thought Ren. Let me talk with the boy".
Way of greeting Passepartout waving his hands over to motion him to come with the doc.

"Well, boy you keep getting better and better. Just with heart and soul. Not just with brains & brawns."
Passepartout couldn't agree with him but insisted it was Ren who helped him through the hard times but also the doc and his staff for their compassion and concern.
"Ahh, Monseiur Shaw, this young lady and your staff really made sure I was taken care of. Plus I want to owe you all back when I really get back on my feet!"
Ren thanked him but said "Oh, no Passepartout. You don't owe us anything. This comes from the goodness of our hearts. Don't think about money. Money doesn't compare as to getting your whole entire body well."
The doc concluded by saying "Take this young lady's advice kid. This comes from the hearts of people like us."
Then as Passepartout got ready for bed, Shaw whispered something to Ren.
"Sooner or later, that boy is going to have to learn the truth. Whether or not he likes it. What is more important is how he will accept the fact he may not be from this century. But keep this between me and you. Until the time comes."
Ren then shook his hand and agreed. "Your secret is safe with me doc for the time being."
Passepartout then told he was going to bed. Dr Shaw needed to see him as Ren got her shower.
"Passepartout, I want you to know that woman gave up her whole entire schedule just to care for you.
Make sure you were well-fed, taken care of. Physically, mentally, and emotionally. Make sure you show her the same kind of respect and decency son."
Passepartout knew that the doc meant what he said. "Don't worry doc. You can count on me."
Also the young frenchman felt something coming on the doc. Like a warning.

"But boy, let me tell you something else. If for any and all reasons, you harm or hurt this young lady, after all she had done for you. So help me on my parents' graves if I find out you are causing trouble, I will come down hard on you boy.
This woman has not just been your friend. But your nurse, teacher, maid, sister, all rolled up into one. You hurt her son, I will know about it and come down hard on you. Do you read my lips boy."
Passepartout, though strong and muscular, took the old man's "threat" seriously.
"No! No! I would never ever hurt her.(Then seeing Ren come out of the shower hearing them)She has been good to me. Way, way too good. Would I hurt you sweetie??"
Ren then nodded "No, I know you won't hurt me dear" as both embraced.
Dr Shaw then shook his head "Good keep it that way boy. Whatever this woman says and does goes and rules."
Passepartout nodded "Whatever madamoselle Ren says does goes and rules." Then the doc let himself out and then whispered to Ren to come to his office after she got back.
Then both looked at each other as Ren said again "You don't have to worry and neither do I because I know as well as the doc that you would never ever hurt me."
Passepartout then gave her the "scout's honor" salute.

Chapter 13: From Friends to Partners "In Rhyme"

It has been two months since Passepartout had found himself as Ren's loft. Surprisingly, he was getting much more better and healing well. The doctors who told him that he would not make it passed the first or second night as he was beaten near to a pulp proved he did make it.
The doctors who also said that he would probably never walk ever again due to so many broken bones were again proven wrong as he went from a wheelchair to crutches.
They also said that he would get well anywhere from six months to a year or two were wrong.
Some of his bandages were off of him. His two black eyes were nearly gone. But the left eye was noticable. The broken nose and fatlip healed.
He did have a huge wrist cast on his right arm. The left leg cast was there still as was his ankle bracelet on his right. But his ribcage brace was off.
The determine Jean Passepartout was proven he was alive and nearly well.

As the young frenchman silenced his critics even especially Ren. She was so, so impressed by his healing that is was more than a healing. But a miracle.
Then after eight weeks & six days Ren realized that she had to go back to work doing speaking engagements and traveling.
Despite typing the days crime stories. She owed it to her editor who has been so patient and caring for her to let that poor frenchman get well as soon but heal right as possible.
Ren told Passepartout that she would send for a nurse and doctor to take care of him day and night. She would only be gone for days.
But the frenchman had other plans and ideas. When she was packing up her suitcase as she would be away for two days, he came in with a suggestion.
"I think I will come with you Ren." proposed the determined Frenchman.
Ren not looking up but hearing said "What could you say that again please Passepartout??"
Then saying it louder "I want to come with you Ren. I think you need some company!"

Then Ren looked up finally. Ren saw that the young man was getting healed but also sensed he was getting really bored doing nothing at all. Since the hospital staff was at her loft but now five days a week until 6am-4pm.
"Well, Passepartout. I think that is very, very nice of you to be thinking about me. But really, I have done traveling since I was a tiny girl.
I was on an airplane before I learned to walk. And I have traveled by myself all the time. So really, don't get me wrong. But I don't mean to hurt your feelings. But I...umm"
Then the frenchman came with his crutches and wouldn't, mean WOULD NOT take no for an answer.
"Ren, I just love being with you. I mean you really make me feel like I am important. Not that I was important without you.
But I really hate to tell you this but.. I love the hospital staff and they are sweet and kind.
But nothing and nobody, even the staff and doctors, can compare to spending quality time with you. You make my day brighter.
Fixing my meals, helping me bathe, making me feel rested and comfortable. Making sure that I live. And not go to an early grave. You are special to me. Whether you think you are or not.
After rehabilitation and meals, I am very, very bored when I have nothing to do. And when I get better and heal, I will for all the services you have done for me. Giving up your day job and teaching.
As well as traveling and speaking. I will repay you for all of the services that you have given to me to take wonderful care for me."
Passepartout on the verge of tears. As was Ren who wanted to accept the kind frenchman's offer. As she opened up her mouth to figure out what she was going to say, he then spoke up more.
"Ren, no matter how hard I try. No matter what I do nor occurs. It will not at all, I mean not at all compare to all of the things that you have done for me.
Taken care of my meals, bathe, learn to read, use the toilet, brush my teeth, everything. Please let me go with you!!"
Ren then saw the look on the sad frenchman's face. And thought in her mind what he would do if she rejected him. So she had to "lose" her battle rather than argue with him. She reluctantly gave in and said yes. "Yes, Jean! You can come!"
Then the jubilant frenchman dropped one of his crutches and hugged her very hard. "Oh, merci madamoselle Ren!! Merci!"
Then as Ren returned the hugs. And also the thanks.
"Will you be up tomorrow because I am leaving tomorrow for Louisville Kentucky. The plane leaves at seven and I get up at 4:30 am with a cab coming. Can you be up by then??"
Then before she can get an answer from him, he said "Oui! Oui! Yes that is good!! That is good indeed. Whatever you say goes and rules."
Then the frenchman yelled out a cheer. The man needed to be out of the house, thought Ren.
Ren smiled as she loved to hear the young man's laugh. And loved to hear him talk.
As she laughed also, Jean loved to hear her laugh. But more importantly loved being in her presence. And loved being in the company of her.

 

[JPPT1974]

Part III: More than Just Friends??

Chapter 14: Passepartout's Nightmare Flashbacks

Then Ren got up at 5:00 and lo & behold, Passepartout was there beating her to the punch. After nearly three and a half months of helping him dress, she let him get dress. And he, with ease got dressed himself.
Even though it has only been for nearly two weeks. Then both got dressed and got in the cab to head for the airport.
Ren then helped Passepartout out on his crutches. They paid the cab driver. Then headed to the lobby as their plane was about to take off on their flight to Louisville Kentucky.
Then after they gave their tickets to the attendant, both found their seats. The stewardess gave them cappiccino.
Passepartout was beginning to love the drink since Ren drunk cappccino too despite not being a coffee drinker. Then both took a nap since both had to leave early.

As Ren was in the middle of her sleep, she heard someone yelling out loud in front of the plane.
As she thought she was dreaming, she woke up and found Passepartout yelling and all sweaty. Sweaty all over his palms and clothes.
Then she woke up the poor frenchman. "Jean! Jean! Are you all right??"
Then as Passepartout woke up, he noticed it was Ren holding him tight.
"Oh, madamoselle Ren! I had a bad dream. As matter of fact, I had a nightmare. This may sound crazy but a nightmare that might had led me to you that night I was beaten up. And...."
Then Ren, despite him saying it may have been a dream, wanted to write down his thoughts.
"Hold that though Passepartout!"(Ren getting pen & paper). Then also as she got a tape recorder to record what he had dreamed.
"I was walking on a very, very dark night. Le night that led me to your loft. I heard over several voices. But as I looked up, there were about three or four men.
The first one, a huge and stocky man, hauled off and hit me in le face. As the other two or three men held me down.
Then the second man, another huge but more muscular, hit me hard several times in le stomach.
Then I think the third and final man, came and kicked me so, so hard in le head. I was bleeding all over my clothes as well as le face.
Then they were chatting "Loser! Loser! Loser! What a senseless and simple waste of human life!! Let's cast this worthless piece of junk in the hole where nobody can find him!"
Then as one or two grabbed me by le arms and another by le legs, cast me in le hole. A very, very huge and deep hole. It felt like I dropped over 20,000 feet in the whole.
I dropped all over the rocks tossing and turning. And all of a sudden, CRASH!!
I dropped like a huge rock come crashing down. It felt like I dropped in a million of pieces.
Then here I was holding every part of my body badly broken. Crying & pleading out for help. But anybody whom I cried out to looked at me like I was a drunk.
And they like those creeps that beat me up, ignored me saying I need help. I don't know how I survived Ren!!
I was crawling and very badly limping for life. I then went underground underneath a homeless shelter.
Even the homeless people wouldn't even touch me. Oh Ren, as I was limping and clinging onto life, I am glad that I found your place...."

Then Passepartout was on the verge of tears and still sweaty all over.
Ren then grabbed the poor frenchman and quietly comforted him.
"Hey, I don't think that is crazy. Though it may have been a dream to you, that was a huge, huge start Passepartout. This may help out a lot.
Come to think of it, we need to go back to the Post and get another photo of you taken. And with this information, this may help.
But just between us, we will keep this as a dream. But this could help authorities find the culprits.
And by the way, you aren't a loser nor a senseless waste of human life. Not in my books nor eyes."
Then he grabbed her crying as she did the same for him. Privately he thinked
"You say you don't want me to owe you back for all the sacrifices & going out of your way for taking care of me.
But madamoselle, like it or not, I won't, I mean I won't take no for an answer. Also I will owe you back. No ands, ifs, nor buts. I will owe you big time!!"
Then the plane stopped at their destination. The two got off the plane and took a taxi to Ren's speaking engagement.

Chapter 15: Mixing Business with Pleasure

Ren then kept her notes for the doctor to see. Then also took that particular tape she recorded from Passepartout to the police and the Post.
The duo arrived off the plane and into the Writers and Criminoligists Conference.
Passepartout wanted to stay & be with her as much as possible despite Ren's "warnings" saying that it is the same speech she does over an over. But the kind frenchman didn't seem to mind one bit. So, OK he can stay Ren thought.
Then after a nearly two hour conference as well as lunch. Ren wanted to make the 3:00 flight back to DC.
But Passepartout looking at her knew she was tired and tense thought he could losen her up a bit.

"Madamoselle Ren. Why don't you take the day off and go to this carnival with me. Please!!"
Ren, who had no time to mix business with pleasure, was reluctant. But also didn't want to hurt his feelings.
"Well, Passepartout. I do take the weekends off. Especially Sundays for church. But I need to get on back home. My editors would be worried..."
Passepartout then spoke up & insisted Ren take a day of fun off.
"No! No! You are coming with me and taking the day off. No ands, ifs, or buts whatsoever! You say you want to owe me right??"
Ren then knowing the frenchman would take no for an answer. "Well, yes you do but what about your injuries..."
Passepartout politely interrupted seemed determine for her to have some fun once in her life.
"Well, I know but I think both of us could use some fun and rest. Please madamoselle Ren, let's not think about work. Let's have some fun. Mixing business with pleasure won't hurt you one day. Won't it?"
Ren knew he wouldn't take no but didn't want to hurt his feelings. So she cave in and nodded reluctanly a yes.
"Oh, madamoselle Ren, you will not regret this day at all!! So come on, let's get on the ferris wheel."

Before she could say something, he grabbed her as they bought tickets. And they got the ferris wheel.
And also they had a blast as they also got on the roller coaster. Then they made their way on the swings.
Ren told Passepartout that she has fears of upside down rides. So upside down rides were off limits.
Then he went to win her a doll. She tried to win him one but struck out three times with balls and pins.
Then it was his turn. And he got all three pins struck down. He won her a big and huge pink elephant. Then they had some italian food at a nearby fast food place.
Ren was laughing and cracking up. Passepartout seemed to have figured her out. That this seemed to be the first time.
A rare first time enjoyment of her not thinking about work. Passepartout loved to hear her laugh out loud.
Then after lunch, both headed to the submarine. The sub went down as both unknowingly and unwittingly held hands.
That was neat looking at the divers as well as the fishes, sharks, whales, etc.
They went in the Little Shop of Horrors place. Where they saw themselves shrunk. Then on another roller coaster called the Viper. Despite it not being upside down, it went fast. Very, very fast.

Then Ren called about another flight out. It took off at 8:00 pm.
Then after a fun day of joy and relaxation, they took a cab to the airport. Then after bagging the huge pink elephant, both took their seats.
As the plane took off, Ren thanked Passepartout for the fun and relaxation at the carnival.
Passepartout told her it was the least that he could do for her. Plus she needed to not think about work and give her body a rest.
She could only agree with him. Then she was about to doze off.
He then put her head on his shoulder. He rubbed her beautiful hair. It was soft & smelled like strawberries. She loved to hold onto his muscular arms. Despite several casts that needed to come off ASAP.
Then without her knowing it, Passepartout arrainged for a cab at night.
With her sleeping as they made the loft, he paid the cab driver. Then took her despite him carrying crutches. And put her into her own bed. He gently kissed her good night.
Then he went to the pulled out bed that was hers while he occupied the bed she was now in.
"It is the least I could do for Madamoselle Ren. Plus you needed some joy and fun in your life. God bless and keep you Madamoselle Ren!!" Then getting into his white pajamas, he sweetly went to sleep.

Chapter 16: Ren meet "HG Wells" & What HG has to do with Passepartout


Then after Ren got a message from Dr Shaw,whose first name was Maury. Ren told Passepartout that she had to run some errands. But she would be back in a few hours. Ren left him some cereal and juice.
Then Ren drove to Dr Shaw's office, which ironically was in his house. Maury greeted her and thanked her for coming on such short notice.
Then Maury cut to the chase and led her to his bookshelves. "They say it couldn't be done at all Ren!!"
Ren knew what he was talking about. "Making the time machine Maury??" Maury then made her promise not to tell anybody. Not even his wife, family, and most of all, Passepartout.
Because if she did, he would not like the fact that he is indeed Jean Passepartout. Dr Shaw told her that he was a fourth or fifth cousin of HG Wells.
THE HG WELLS, who predicted technology and other electronics way, way before his time. And also wrote the Time Machine as well as other science fiction novels.
Then he had to pull out a number combination. And he introduced Ren to his invention he was most proud of.

Why?? Because he built it and made it from scratch. Getting down and dirty on his hands and knees to build the greatest invention since he was a builder as well as a doctor.
"Ren MacCarren, meet the time machine!!" Ren's blue eyes opened real wide. Her mouth dropped like something off a building. She was both surprised as well as stunned.
This time machine was huge! Huge beyond her expectations. And Maury admitted this as well. Then Maury invited her in the machine.
It was so, so huge it nearly took up a two huge mansions. Ren asked the doctor how much did this machine cost. She thought it would cost up to like at least millions and millions of dollars.
"About $500,000!! It looks like it could and would take up at least two or three mansions.
And millions but it cost when all was said and done $500,000. And I got the pictures to prove that I was nearly 200 places with this machine.
Also it holds up to a whole entire family. Even bring the dogs and cats as well."
And to prove it, Maury showed Ren the pics. She was astonished that he was in places. Like the dinosaur age. The last supper. The last caveman to exist.
Also at more current events. Like 9/11. The last World Series and Super Bowl of the past year.
Both the Persian Gulf and Operation Iraqi Freedom.
He also was in future events. Like the cure for AIDS. The first woman and African American President. As well as the year 3000 aka Y3K.
All of this made Ren tired out that she needed a chair. But she needed to know what does this have to do with Jean.

"Does this have to do with Passepartout finding his family back in the 19th century? Also is he the real Passepartout of the 80 Days book?"
Ren was dying to know. Dr Shaw could sense that she knew he was right.
"Ren I am not going to lie to you at all. But that frenchboy whom you are nursed back to health and helped take care of.
That young man whom would have died without your concern and help. He is indeed the Jean Passepartout of the 80 Days book. He is Phileas Fogg's servant. But...."
Ren, realizing who she was taken care of in her charge!! The second man made famous in "Around the World in 80 Days!!" THE JEAN PASSEPARTOUT!! The man whom was a circus rider, singer, trapeze artist, professor, and firefighter. The one who made Phileas Fogg famous!!
Then she after regaining her composure asked "But what??"
Maury continued "You must keep this secret between the two of us. Because if he found out real soon, he would not take it well at all.
Since he seems to be comfortable in this day and age of time. The kind of amnesia he has. With him acting more like a child then an adult.
He would not accept his living back in the 19th century though he has a mind and spirit of those ages back then."
Ren figured it out why he couldn't go back. "Let me guess because not due to the 80 days trip but....."
The doc as though he read her mind "The real reason he wouldn't go back is... all because of you!!
Ren I think he is falling in love with you. Very quickly and certainly. Without you, he could not live within himself!
There are other things I checked up on Passepartout. Like his childhood, his teen years, his adult years. I know I am going really, really fast.
But to make things more worse, that poor boy has never had a place to call home.."

Ren interrupted and knew what he meant. "Like a permanant home Dr Shaw??Like that is why they call him Passepartout. To go from one place to another."
Dr Shaw shook his head readily. Then went even further. "Not even when he was in the employment of Phileas Fogg and his wife Princess Auoda.
Even though he was Fogg's best servant going around the world with him. Ren his childhood until adulthood has been bleak and dark.
He used to be a vibrant and lively young man that had different occuapations. Prior to being a servant.
Now since he has total memory loss, he is no longer the vibrant and lively man he used to be.
He is a sad, lonely, and broken man that is beyond repair. Not even the biggest and brightest doctors in the world can cure him."
Ren corrected him "He has the heart and soul of a little boy. By the way, I took some notes down(reaching the notes she took from Passepartout and given them to him).
He says that he fell like over 10,000 feet in a hole. With several big men beating him up."
Dr Shaw asked her if he could make copies of the notes she took from Passepartout.

Also she told him that he would get an updated picture taken since he wasn't as bloodied and bruised when the first pic was taken.
Dr Shaw then showed Ren some more of the frenchman's life.
But he wanted her sworn to secrecy until the day came for him to know all about everything.
From childhood, adolescents, and being a manservant. And much, much, more. But she worried about Jean Passepartout. How he would take being a servant of a man whom he helped make famous in the Jules Verne novel.

Chapter 17: Ren's Thoughts of Passepartout Accepting the Truth About His Past

Then as Ren kept the secret of the Time Machine between herself & the good doc, she went to get Passepartout.
They were going to get an updated picture to post in the post. And new information on him from the story he told Ren. About how he was beaten and contracted amnesia.
They arrived at the Post as Passepartout got his picture taken and updated information.
When he got his first pic, he was covered up in bandages all over his body. As well as a bloodied and bruised face. Now most of the bandages were gone. And the bruises on his face were gone as well.
As he was giving the Post and the Police the information when he was interviewed by Ren, Ren herself was thinking about something else.
And it really worried her a whole lot. Like the doc says, the amneisa he has is incurable.

But what about the whole entire truth about his past. Like he is the REAL, REAL Jean Passepartout of the Jules Verne's book.
The sidekick and loyal valet to Phileas Fogg. How he was in the circus, a professor, a firefighter, and servant.
He went from being a vibrant, lively, muscular, and talkative fellow into a scared, worried, childlike, & shy young man. He not just only lost him memory.
But unlike most amensiac cases where it take only a few days for the victim to regain memories.
He doesn't even know what date, year, or century he is in. He doesn't know anything about his past. Childhood, adolescence, young adulthood. If he is married, with children.
He also had to learn through nearly almost three to four months of intensive and rigourous theraphy things that other people take for granted.
Like how to use the toilet. How to use silverware. Learn to dress and tie his boot. How to shower and shave. The little things.

If he found out about his knowing he was indeed a real character, he could take it either bad or good. Or even a little bit of both.
Bad because he wouldn't remember his going around the world legendary trip. As well as not knowing who Phileas Fogg was or his wife Auoda.
Good because he would know he was a part of something legendary. And extraordinary.
But sooner or later, the poor frenchman will have to find out about everything.
From his past to how he landed on Ren's porch. Amnesiac! Penniless! Clinging onto life. And near death. Bruised and blooded. With nearly every bone from head to toe broken of his body.
"He will have to learn everything about himself. Including those who around who love him. That is if he has family and relatives back there in the 19th century."
Then as she stopped thinking, she felt a gentle pat on her shoulder.
It was Passepartout smiling and giving her a kiss on the cheek.
"Am I interrupting you pumpkin?? Because I can get another picture and information done if you want to stay here?" he said only half jokingly.
Ren collected herself as she got her jacket and purse.
"Oh, no honey. Not at all. I was only....uh... about to doze off to sleep. Which reminds me, thank you for last night. For putting me to sleep in my own bed. I was just exhausted from a few days due to the amusement park. Thanks a whole lot. That was really very nice of you. But honey, with those injuries, you didn't have to do that!!"

But the kindly frenchman shrugged it off modestly. "Oh it was no big deal at all madamoselle!! You needed to have some fun as well as rest your body. Well come on. Let's go home."
Passepartout helping her up out of her chair as they headed to the corvette and home. Ren saw how happy he was being with her.
But what if she told him the whole entire truth if she could immatelty.
She would feel responsible ruining his chance for a lot of things. Among the most important, happiness.
"Someday, somehow Jean. You will have to know everything about yourself. From your past to now. As well as the future even.
This will hurt me more telling you than it will hurt you hearing it." Then they came home.

Chapter 18: First Meal & First Kiss

Ren then drove with all of her worries about the frenchman. How and when to tell him.
When the time comes, sooner or later, he will have to accept the whole entire truth about who he was.
And who he is. And who he will turn out to be. Like it or not. Accept the facts or Disagree.
The next morning, Ren went to work with the hospital staff still intending for Passepartout and helping him.
He was getting better almost everyday and everytime. He has had nothing but blossoming and glowing reviews from the staff.
They thought he wouldn't ever walk, talk, nor even do the simplest things. But now since Ren first saw him beaten and bloodied, he spoke broken english and was stammering in his words.
But he was at first learning to use his wheelchair. Then learning to use crutches.
For the first two weeks it was a painful and rigid process.
Then after nearly the next three weeks, he was walking, reading, and talking in small but yet wonderful progress.
They say it would take up to six months to a year for grueling rehabilitation.
Now the hospital staff says that was upgraded from three months to eight months. If he kept at this pace, possibly six months.

Then as Ren walked in from teaching, the loft was dark. All over her loft was candles here, there, and everywhere!! Also she smelled spaghetti. A wonderful aroma it smelt great.
Also Beethoven on the CD player. Then the table was beautifully set with a white rose. Then out of the blue, she saw Passepartout.
Still using crutches, he was clean-shaven and hair slicked back. Wearing a white dress shirt and black slacks & suspenders.
He then apoligized first for looking for a meal. Plus Ren was so, so busy that she hadn't had time for a meal.
How she complained about finding time to cook a decent meal. And how he pry into looking for something. But she told him not to worry and that this was more than a decent meal.
Then he told her "Let's not think about work. Let's take the night off shall we??" Passepartout, then despite the crutches, took her by the arm and led her to her seat.
Then he got them her salads. As well as got their spaghetti meals.
As they said grace, Passepartout admitted when the cab was waiting for them, he had to get them some cash.
So he apoligized for taking out like a ten dollar bill. But promised to repay her.
But she said that the candlelight meal made up for it even more.
"I want you to know madamoselle, you are very, very special. Not for being a writer.
Nor a famous person. But for being yourself. You the way that you are. Who you are." Passepartout gently said.

Ren was moved and touched as she almost was in tears. She worried about what she would have to say to the frenchman sooner or later about the truth.
The truth that he is from the 19th century. That he IS the valet made famous by Jules Verne. Thinking about that, he sensed her being worried as she was weeping.
"What is wrong madamoselle Ren?? Don't say nothing because I noticed that worry look in your eyes. As well as your deamenor. If it is the meal, perhaps I should had planned far, far in advance..."
Ren then took the table cloth wiping her face and tears.
"Jean!! It isn't that!! It isn't that at all.
The meal was just what I needed. That hit the spot! It was delciously wonderful.
But I worry about.....what if... someone sees your picture in the paper. And recognizes you. And what if you are married with children. Well??"
Then the gentle frenchman gently put her hand into his. He worried about what would happen also but not as she did.
"Well, we just have to take it one step at a time Ren. We must not rush to things.
This may sound crazy but for all I know I could be a criminal. I mean on the run from the law...(worried if he is)
"Ren then took her index finger putting it on his lips to shush him.
"Shush!! Shush! Don't say that. I don't think that at all you are a criminal. Be honest with me. Do you feel like one??"
Passepartout thought for a moment.
Then his eyes landed on her. "No, No not at all Ren!!"
After dinner, Ren went to get the dishes to clean up. "Better clean up."
Then Passepartout, as if he were going to help her, put down the dishes. "Dishes can wait. Come on dance with me."
Ren, who was structured and wanting things done here way, nearly complained "But Passepartout, these dishes..."
Passepartout then pulled her aside from the dishes. Then she reluctantly but assuredly put her arms around him.
They danced to Bach as Passepartout spoke gentle french to Ren.
They danced the night away. Then, both unknowingly, touched lips with each other. Ren then took a tiny kiss.
Then she thought she went too far. Then she thought, take another little kiss.

"Oh, gosh, I can't do this".
Passepartout who loved the kisses wanted more. "No, No, please do it some more. But with more emotions".
Ren did it some more but was afraid if the frenchman was married.
"But what if you are married or have a girlfriend looking for you??"
He then held her tight. "Well, I have neither of them just yet." Then she held him tight.
As they danced, both were about to go to sleep. She helped him with his crutches. As he helped her with getting to the bed.
As he pulled the covers, she asked him to join him. Both fully clothed, he gently went under the covers. Held her like never before.
He then "repaid" those massages she gave him. Smooth and gentle hands on her neck and back. They were sound asleep.

 

[JPPT1974]

Part IV: Neighbors Meet Jean Passepartout & Passepartout & Ren Get More Romantically Involved

Chapter 19: Right Place at The Right Time


Then around three in the morning. A few loud shots were heard outside. The huge shots woke up the whole entire complex.
Ren was used to waking up to shots. But worried that the shots could scare Passepartout.
"What the...??" woke up Passepartout.
"Those are just shots honey." said a comforted Ren to her new best friend. "Just go back to sleep Jean."
Then as both went back to sleep, a few more loud shots came. Then Ren got up and couldn't go back to sleep. "
What, why are they firing shots Madamoselle Ren??" said an also wide awake Passepartout.
"I better find out, you better stay in bed" said a half-awaken and half-asleep Ren. She then went to get on her housecoat and a flashlight as the whole entire complex in their pajamas and housecoats were doing the same.
Then out of the blue, came police sirens and cops with their guns and rifles. "Hold your fire! Hold your fire! It is just my son!!" yelled an authorative male voice.
Ren recognized the voice. It was her FBI agent friend's Tim. There with about twenty cops and ten SWAT members. The cops and SWAT members had their aka's on that teenager Kevin.
Ren had known Tim since she first came to DC in 1996. He was due to retire in a few weeks.
But also knew he and his wife have had problems in their marriage. Ren wanted to help them badly.
But also felt that what is in their private lives stays private. She is not a person to pry into personal matters.
But she has also known Kevin, usually a straight A student, but was falling due to his parents' constant bickering and fighting.
But for the past six months it has gotten much more worse. Not only does Tim yell at his wife Loretta, a lawyer with the Justice Department. But hits her as well.
When Ren sees Loretta from time to time, she asks if everything is ok and notices bruises.
But Loretta shrugs it off telling her she either fell on something. Or had a little "accident". Then Ren try to look for Loretta in the crowd. Only to not find her.
"Son, look I promise I won't hit mom!! You don't want to go to jail. These officers can arrest you and send you down juvinille hall. You don't want to risk being arrested!! Please put the gun down son!!" said a calm but scared Tim.
"NO!! NO!! Dad you hit mom nearly every single day. In fact, I take back the nearly. All of the time, all day. You hit her and take all your frustrations out on her.
You keep this up, you will send mom to a grave!! I can't let you do that dad!!" yelled the 13 year old boy with a huge magnum pointing at Tim.
"I am willing to take that risk and go to jail. Instead of you always hitting my mom. My mom whom you and she have loved each other since you were in kindergarden."
Then Rafe, a sheriff who has known Ren, recognized her. "Hi Ren, how is it going?"
"Hey Rafe,(shaking hands with him)wish we were under better circumstances but..."
"Yeah I know what you mean and... wait what the??" Then there was a man with white nearly old pajamas.

"Where do I recognize that man??" Ren thought. "No it can't be..." "Hold your fire!! Hold your fire!!" yelled Rafe. "
Kevin, is that your name??" said a soft but clear voice that was foreign. Kevin, in huge sweat as well as tears, turned around.
"Yeah that is my name!! What do you want Mister??" "My name is Jean. Jean Passepartout!!"
"Oh, my gosh Passepartout!! Get out of the way before you get yourself arrested for interfering in an investigation!!" thought a worried Ren.
"Look why don't you just point that gun away from your dad and point it toward me!! Let's just talk!!" said the calm frenchman.
"Will you shut up!! Just shut up!! Leave me alone!! In fact, all of you leave me alone!!" cried the nervously sobbing young boy.
Then Passepartout came up a little closer to the young man. "No I am afraid neither I nor these people will shut up. Or in matter of fact, leave you alone!! Son, please don't do this!!"
Kevin then put the gun higher near Passepartout. "Move Mister and I will put a bullet in your brain!!"
While everybody was nervous and scared, Passepartout was just cool and calm. Cool and calmer than the police.
"Son, I don't believe you will shoot me nor shoot your dad."
"Yeah and what makes you so sure!!??" said the smart aleck on the outside but nervous and scared on the inside teen.
"Kevin, why don't you just put the gun down. Or in fact if you want to put the gun on someone, put it on me.
Look, even though it has only been about fifeen to twenty minutes, I feel like I know you more longer. Come on put the gun off your dad."
Surprisingly then, Kevin put the gun on Passepartout. The people all around realize the frenchman was having a calm affect on the boy.
Ren told Rafe, a former federal agent to call it off, but Rafe told her that the calming effect the frenchman was having on the boy was working.
So he had the other officers dropped their guns while a negoiation took place.

"Kevin, you will not pull that gun. Because by the way of your face and those eyes, you have a strong conscience.
A conscience that wants to make sure your mom is taken care of. And to make sure that she never, ever gets hurt whether physically or mentally. Kevin, your mom can't lose not just one but two people in her life. You to prison. And your father to a grave. Losing one person always hurts.
But two people would be much more worse. Put yourself in her shoes. Would you love to lose two parents?? Kevin, please trust me and say you won't pull that trigger. Please, if you can't trust your dad. Trust me at least".
Passepartout extended his arm. Then opened his palm. Looking at Passepartout's blue eyes like Kevin could really trust him he then slowly but surely was reliquishing the gun.
Then what really did it for the boy was a familiar voice.
"Please, Kevin!! This man is right. I can't lose two people. Losing two people would really kill me!! Like this young frenchman says, please he is really doing his best to get to you!!"
Then Ren saw it was Loretta. She was really, really beaten bad just like Passepartout when she first saw him. Two black and bruised eyes. And a bloodied lip.
"Kevin, that is your mother. Plus, I heard you are a great student. You got a lot of potential ahead of you. The future looks bright. Please don't mess that up and throw it all away!!"
Then the boy, sobbing so, so badly like never before, reliquish the gun to Passepartout.
Then Loretta broke through police and grabbed Kevin and held him like never before.
Ren saw the tears and softly saw Tim's lips say "I'm sorry!!"

Then as Kevin and Loretta went to hold Tim as all three were crying. Passepartout then got the gun, holster the bullets, and handed it to an FBI agent near. "Believe this is yours monseiur!!"
The agent proudly took it. "It is now!! Say son, why don't you come work for us!! We can use a few good men like you!!"
Passepartout only nodded yes. Then as the police asked politely the residents to go back into the complex and the crowd to go back to their houses and back to bed.
Then Ren, in tears saw the new hero, and held him like never before.
Rafe walked over and pat the frenchman on the back.
"You know boy, you could had been arrested for interfering in an investigation. But you know you should come and work for us. Without your quick thinking and gentle words, who knows what the outcome would had been. Great detective work son!!"
"Ah, thank you monseiur!! But I have a wonderful teacher that I can thank!! She deserves the applause mainly!!" pointing toward Ren.
As the new family once separated by physical, mental, and verbal abuse now have a chance to start over again as Loretta softly gave both of them a look of thanks for everything.
"You know, I have been through much more worse than this. And mostly 90% of these stories end up with sad endings." Ren grimaced.
"Well, madamoselle Ren. At least this had a happy one!! But with those three, one chapter ends. And another one begins. Hopefully positive!!" reminded Jean.
"Hope so, Jean!!" agreed Ren. "Say I can't get to sleep and was wondering if..."
"You want to make cappinccino and drink to our success!!" said Passepartout reading her mind.
"To the success of one chapter close but several more to begin!!" Then despite being in his crutches, Passepartout, with his strong right arm, grabbed a laughing Ren, into the loft and kicked the door closed.

Chapter 20: Passepartout and Ren Get a VIP & Passepartout's meets Ren's Uncle

Two weeks after the standoff, Passepartout and Ren got an invitation to Tim's retirement party. For the patching up and return of his family.
"What is RSVP Madamoselle Ren??" Jean asked as he looked at the invitation card.
"That is reserving your presence Passepartout!! Meaning you mainly!!" laughed Ren pointed out to him.
As they went to Tim's retirement party at a Italian restaurant, all of the police as well as Tim's family came over to Passepartout's side.
They were shaking his hands and patting him on the back.
"Here he is the hero of that almost fateful night. Two weeks ago!"
Tim came to cheer Passepartout on. Then he grabbed a champagne glass to toast him. As Passepartout got his glass.
"To Jean Passepartout!! Who made this retirement very, very special. And most of all possible!! And for the reconciling of my wife and son. Back to me. Cheers!!"
Everybody cheered as Passepartout got a standing ovation. As they cut & ate the cake, Passepartout noticed that sheriff Rafe. Rafe was staring at him. He didn't know why he was doing so.

"Did I do something wrong?? Was it something I said" thought the curious frenchman.
Then as he went to get some more cake, he looked up again. Several women came up to Passepartout.
Telling him he as a lucky man to have Ren. They noticed him holding hands with Ren. He just told the women that he and Ren were only friends.
As he was charming the ladies, he looked and saw the sheriff looking him straight in the eye.
Ren, noticing the same thing, approached the two men. "Oh, my manners. Jean Passepartout, this is my uncle. Uncle Rafe MacCarren.
He used to be with the DEA and US Marshals. As well as a US Attorney investigatior.
This man taught me all that I needed to know. If you ever want to know how I got my law enforcement instincts, this is the man to learn."
Passepartout wiped off his hand which was with cake crumbs. And shook Sheriff Rafe's hand as the sheriff did the same thing.
"I remember you Monseiur!! It is a pleasure to finally be intruduced to your formally" greeted the polite frenchman as he waited for a response back.
"Pleasure is all mine son!! It is my pleasure to meet the hero finally."
Then turning to Ren, Passepartout saw that the sheriff needed to ask for a few minutes with him.

"Ren, do you mind if I speak to the boy for at least ten to fifteen minutes. I hope you don't mind me borrowing him??"
Ren laughed and looked at Passepartout with assurance.
"Don't worry Passepartout!! You can trust him.(turning to Jean) Well, take all of the time in the world Uncle Rafe!! He is all yours!!" With that she left. Passepartout wondered what he wanted with him.

Chapter 21: Looking out for Ren

Then as the veteran sheriff ordered drinks for him and his new frenchman "friend", he cut to the chase.
"Boy, I want you to hear me out. Because I am only going to say this once and only once!!" He said politely but also wanted to make it loud and clear for the frenchman.
"Sure! Of course monseiur. I know what you are thinking!! If you think that I am going to hurt Ren, I would never, ever lay a finger on her at all. She is very, very safe and protected with me!!"
The sheriff, seeing that Passepartout was a man of his word, knew that the young man must had read his mind.
"You must had read my mind boy!! But also something else I want to get out loud and clear!!"
Passepartout looking at the determined older gentleman. "I know boy you would never ever hurt my niece. Because she and I have known each other since I held her as a tiny baby!!"
Rafe getting a long sip of his drink. Then returned back to business.
"If, I mean, if son, you hurt my favorite, I mean very, very favorite nice!! So help me I will come after you myself and break every bone in your body.
I will make your life as miserable as heck.
She told me about how she found you. And how you almost died!! If it weren't for her, you would not be hear to hear what I am saying to you. Mess with her means you mess with me!!
Your bones will be so, so, broken after I get through with you, nobody will even come to help you. Not even Rena!! So, don't even think about hurting her!!"
Passepartout, covered with sweat but saw what the veteran meant, only could agree with him. For the man was well-built that he could wipe the life out of Passepartout.
"Believe me Sheriff!! I would never, ever think about messing with you. Much more nor less than with Ren. I owe Madamoselle Ren my whole entire life. I will keep owing her and owing her until the day I drop dead."

Then after a long look at each others' eyes, the old former fed then bursted out laughing. Watching the young man drip with sweat.
"Ah, boy can't you take a joke!! I was just trying to test you!! I know you are not that kind of man boy!!"
Then the frenchman breathed a sigh of relief. "Well, I am glad monseiur that you are on not just Ren's side. But mine as well!!"
Then as both laughed as Jean had another drink on the old man. But all of a sudden, the laughs from the veteran turned into groans.
As Passepartout looked in his direction, a young man in a suit came in. Walking in and working the crowds like a butterlfy.
"Quiet boy! Quiet!!" shushed the veteran sheriff.
Before Passepartout could get even a word out, he looked at Rafe's direction. Then Rafe grabbed Passepartout by the shoulder.

"Come on son, let's get out of here. Away from that creep. Grab a table for both of us and order more drinks. I will see you in a two minutes."
Rafe left the table. Without hesistation, Passepartout ordered a table far away in the corner. To have just him and Rafe. He wondered why didn't Rafe like that guy. He would find out as he ordered their drinks.

Chapter 22: Ren's dark secret revealed to Passepartout

Then as Rafe met up with Passeapartout and ordered some more drinks, he asked him to look at that so called "creep".
"You see that man boy?? The one with the dark suit?" asked the sheriff.
"Yes, I now know why you think he is a creep!! He acts like he is better than thou. Does this have to do with you monseiur??"
The sheriff knows now that the young frenchman seems as smart despite his memroy loss.
"Part of it son but this has more to do with Ren!"
Passepartout was stunned as he sat in cold silence. He knows that Ren is private and rather not talk about her private life. But that man may have to do with her not talking abut herself.
The sheriff then got back Passepartout's attention. "Son that man is the US Attorney for Central Virginia. The most powerful man that is #2 in the Justice Department. Next to the US Attorney General. Also the most corrupt man in town. He and his office.
I am going to tell you a story and please, don't speak. Just listen. Also don't, I mean don't say anything about this to Ren or else she would never forgive me. And I would tear you apart if you do!! Understand??" warned the veteran.
Passeapartout then heeded the sheriff's words. They were not a threat but a warning. A "kind" warning. "Monseiur you secret is safe with me!!" Passepartout gave him his word like the frenchman meant it. Then the sheriff began the story.

"About nine years ago, when Ren was a clerk for the US Attorney's Office. That man, his name is Tim Hackings, was a senior Assistant US Attorney. She could not stand the man at all. Not just his arrogance but something much more worse.
You see boy, Ren was in college getting her two masters degrees in Criminology and Journalism. Just only a kid. Minding her own business. There was this DEA agent named Donvan Harper.
I must tell you that she has a very, very low opinion on the feds. They were, in her opinion, arrogant and obnoxious.
But agnet Harper was anything like that. He was very, very interested in Ren.
Ren, whom you know is an only child, thought of him as an older brother. He was 33 and she was then 21. He was from a huge family of twelve brothers and sisters. He was the oldest.
He took the "rookie" Ren and showed her the ropes. Everything and anything. Took her on stakeouts & arrests. Past the jokes and helped her. She also made sure that she did the same for him. Proving that there is more to work.
Also proving that he could be a little more human and descent. Treat others the way you like to be treated. Like the most important thing. Family!!

He was a divorced father of two. The kids ages 6 & 4 at the time. Both a boy & girl dearly wanted to be with their dad.
But his ex-wife Callie, whom is so, so awful, told them that he was a deadbeat and didn't care for anything nor anybody other than himself and his work.
But both Donvan and Ren knew that was far from the truth. But Donvan only saw the kids once a month. Once a month over one weekend. Everytime the kids were there with him, their frowns turned upside down. He asked the court about eight times in fifteen months for him to have joint visitation rights.
But each and everytime as his wife showed the courts his workdays, the judge in the case tossed them out. Each and everytime.
Even worse, the kids didn't have a say in the case at all. They just were packed crying with their mother. Their mother was a drug & alcohol addict.
Everytime Donvan went to visit the kids, the mother had her trailer in a pigsty.
The kids were like skeletons. Malnutrioned and only fed like french fries and dry cereal.
To make matter worse, she had a man. The man named Cody was 22 years old. Twelve or thirteen years Donvan's senior. The kids despised Cody.
They couldn't watch and listen to the tv, radio, and they couldn't go and play with their friends. They just ate, sleep, and did homework.

Ren wanted to help Donvan get his kids back. But did her best at an arm's distance. She and Donvan consider each other best buds.
Just a strictly platonic but friendly relationship. She and He got involved with the Boys and Girls Club. On the weekends they helped with the kids.
But unbeknowest to them, someone was photographing them. When both of them gave each other hugs, hi-fives, and just a little kiss. The photographer was from the US Attorney's Office.
I was an investigator for the US Attorney at the time.
Then one day, when Ren and Donvan were through with a stakeout. Both were summon to that creep Tim's office. I was there as well.

After he told Donvan that he and Ren were in a romantic relationship and had the photos to prove it.
When Donvan saw the photos of him and Ren kissing and hi-fiving each other helping the kids.
Before Donvan could rip into Tim, Ren smartinly spoke up. Ren told Tim that they were only friends.
But Tim only wanted to hear what he wanted to hear from them. Much, much more.
Then Donvan whose face was red, hauled off and hitted that jerk of a AUSA in the mouth. I went to grab him to hold him down.
But Ren whispered for him to let Tim go. And for his supervisors to be the final judges.
Even though I was working as an investigator, I don't think I could had the patience like Ren. Ren got to Donvan and he let go.
Ren said that Tim's superiors will hear from them. Then as they left, Ren whispered in my ear.
She said to Donvan that Tim wanted him to get mad. But there were a lot of people around him. And that if Donvan killed him, Donvan would end up in jail. And not Tim.
Tim knows as well as Ren that Donvan has a huge temper. But Ren told him she couldn't let him go rot in jail. I told her later that she must have had an big influence on him.
Because she has taught me as well as Donvan more than I have taught her.
But a few weeks later, one day would change both Ren and Donvan's life forever. In fact, that day would be Donvan's last night on earth."

Chapter 23: Passepartout admiring Ren's bravery as well as Rafe's fatherliness

Passepartout upon hearing this story that Rafe was telling him admired the old man's fatherliness.
But will admire even more as the veteran went on more with the story.
"As Ren was going home for the night, she asked me if I wanted to grab a bite. But I told her I had to take a rain check due to family reasons.
As she left, she heard several voices in Hastings office.
She saw peeking in his door, two FBI agents and one deputy marshal. Hearing Hastings voice, she stopped to take notes.
"Whatever you do, take both Harper & that girl down. They both know too much!! If I go down, then you three are going down with me.
They are much too smart than I think they are. Bug their homes, phones, cars, whatever. Keep me up to date on their whereabouts and what they say."
"No problem counselor. They will not go to OPR(Office of Professional Responsibility)as long as you are in office" agreed the female agent with blonde hair in her late twenties.

All of a sudden, the black deputy marshal, Marshal Ray Ferrer looked in. And as he saw her, she ran.
After the AUSA was alerted, the buildings were sealed off. As the four agents ran after her. Doing their best to keep her mouth shut.
As they were running, Hastings was sweating and worried about him being found out.
They blocked off & sealed all the exits and doors. As well as stopped the elevators.
With AKA's and rifles, they were relentless. She managed to get out in one piece.
But not before she saw Donvan. Donvan saw her imdiately and greeted her. But before she could warn him about what she had seen and heard about the AUSA's dirty tricks, there was a shot!!
One shot coming from the window of Hastings. It went in Donvan's arm. Then as Donvan saw the other shot, the second went into his back. Then another through his heart. Then another and another. Through his whole entire body. He had about four or five shots.
As Ren looked up, it was Cody!! Cody was also in on it.
Ren remembered Hastings saying to another person whom she didn't see but was in the room out of her way.
"If you kill both the girl and that Harper, I will pay you a quarter of a million dollars." That is when the marshal discovered Ren as she was running for her life.
I heard the shots being fired and saw Ren crying helplessly. Holding a bulletholed and bloodied Donvan.
If I didn't arrive there to help her with Donvan, there would be two dead people in the streets.
I called for an ambulance and several cop cars as well as the ambulance came.

Ren was crying and trying to tell Donvan about warning him of Hastings' plan to kill both of them. She kept telling him over and over, if she had to do it all over again, she would prevent him from being killed. And take it on herself since he had kids.
But very gently, he put his left index finger shushing her as he tried to talk. But he couldn't talk at all as he stammered. As his eyes were about to go to sleep. Due to the shots and loss of blood.
She didn't want to let go at all. She wanted to hold him as long as she can. But I told her that she had to let go. It took four paramediacs and myself to pry her away from Donvan. Of course, it was too late to do anything as he died instantly.
Ren read my look as she probably would have to go into the Witness Protection Program. And also attending the funeral wouldn't be such a good idea at all.
Since Hastings knew she would want to attend. That his people would want to come after her next.
She knew that her parents would worry. But also wanted to protect them as well. If they knew where they live, they would come after them as well.
I told her she needed to come in the program right away. With no hesistation and no ands, ifs, nor buts, she told me,
"Whatever you say Rafe goes and rules. Put me in the protection program right now!!"

I told her as soon as Hastings and his people are caught, she can go back home. Living her own life the way she wanted it. I admired her for her bravery and no hesistation.
I also promised her that her family will be taken care of and informed. She wanted to visit Donvan's grave when the coast was clear."
Passepartout looked at the sheriff with a concern of sadness and sympathy.
"I didn't know that at all. Until now!! She just listened and went in. I have always had put my faith and trust in madamoselle Ren. But now I admire her even more!!"
Rafe shook his head in agreement. "Son, if you think Hastings went to trial!! He didn't despite Ren showing me her notes though bloodied as they were due to that fateful night."
"Let me guess monseiur, the courts were bribed so that Hastings and his band of jerks couldn't go to trial??" the frenchman again being smart and intelligent.
"Boy, the judges weren't only bribed by Hastings. But the whole entire US District Courts of DC.
They didn't even got to go to a hearing. Not even one little hearing!! The judge denied the motions to go to trial.
Ren testified before a grand jury three times. But everytime she rightly and truthfully testified, her testimony was tossed out. The rightgeous AUSA resigned and is now working in the private sector."
"So the grand jury was bribed as well!!" thought up the frenchman.
"Son, you are catching on fast. Grand jury to the clerk's office. You name it, everybody was bribed!!" Rafe amazed at Passepartout's catching on real fast attitude.
"How long was she in the program monseiur?? A few years??"
"Nearly four years son. But after there was nothing that I could do for her, I resigned. She said that she could trust nobody except me. And she followed me through and left the program.

As she made excellent friends with the marshals. Never a complaint nor groan. Despite the tough and rough circumstances she was in. As well as her family.
She was very, very quiet. Loyal and faithful. She taught them much, much, more than they taught her. She wanted them to treat others the way they liked to be treated. And wouldn't put up at all with the jurisdiction turf wars. They always kidded with her as they loved eating her dinners and cakes. One of the marshals suggested she go into journalism. While one of them praticed martial arts with her. She still keeps in touch with them. Both are now retired. And even more wonderfully, they work with me."
After being told the story of Donvan, Passepartout admired Rafe being a father figure to Ren. As well as keep her out of trouble.
"Monseiur, as you tell me this, I admire you for being a calm and fatherly presence in Ren's life.
It doesn't surprise me that everyone I come in contact with here, they are influenced by her. They want her advice and suggestions. She really has a tremendous impact on me and my well-being.
Like you said, if it weren't for her, I wouldn't be here telling you this. Also you telling me the story of what happened with Donvan."
"Son, I want you to understand, she is a very, very vulnerable person. No matter how tough she seems to everybody else. She wears her heart on her sleeve.
I have noticed that about you too boy. You wear your heart on your sleeve as well. No wonder you both have the same attitude.
But more importantly the same kind of hearts and souls. You are very, very lucky Passepartout to have a friend like Ren!!" complemented the gruff but kindly veteran.
Then as the veteran saw Ren coming over, he got all but silent. "Quiet boy, the girl is coming. Just stay silent for a minute or two."

Chapter 24:Aftermath of Ren's Story


Ren then came to her two favorite men other than her dad. "Well how has it been Rafe and Passepartout?"
"Couldn't be better honey!! This young man is really bright and intelligent. He may have the heart and soul of a child. But he knows more than he says he does!!" complemented the sheriff.
Passepartout could only shake his head in agreement.
"Well, I am going to be calling it a night in five minutes. So if you want to stay here Passepartout fine. But I am leaving soon".
Ren said as she was getting her coat and purse ready. Passepartout felt that she needed someone to watch over her.
"Hey, I might come with you. This neighborhood may be the suburbs. But someone needs to stay and protect you. Like the sheriff said, I may have the mind and soul of a kid. But my body and brawns are another thing!!" suggested Passepartout.
"Listen to this boy Ren!! He wants only the best for you." complemented Rafe.
Ren was reluctant but could tell the look of worry in both men's eyes. Then conceded.
"OK, but five minutes. Then I am leaving with or without you!!" "Five minutes indeed" repeated Passepartout.

Then as she left, the sheriff continued the story. "Do you want to know what happend to Cody?? Because I will cut to the chase and make the long story short."
Passepartout nodded yes since the story was long. And he didn't want Ren to be suspicious.
"Two years ago, he and that awful mother of Donvan's were marrried right after the killing of Donvan. To collect insurance money.
They got out of the trailer and into a nice home with pool and garden house. They had two more kids. Both a boy and a girl. Donvan's kids are now either teenagers or pre-teens.
Then Hastings wondered what happened to Ren. As he called a quick spur of the moment meeting, he and Cody were in a dark alley. With the two corrupt FBI people and that Deputy US Marshal under my watch.
When Cody told Hastings he couldn't find Ren at all. Since she was out of the Witness Protection Program for two years. Since 2002 at the time. Hastings thought and called Cody a huge liar. Only to cover his tracks.
He didn't care of Cody had two children and two stepkids. He also told Cody that he was an unfit husband and father.
Whom he and his wife kept the money for themselves. Spending it on cars and clothes. Leaving four kids malnutritioned. Cody had two options.
Find the girl and kill her. Or be killed.

Then Cody promised since he felt he was on his last leg he would find her. As Cody was sweating and scared like a scaredy cat, Hastings told him that he changed his mind.
With that the Deputy marshal fired two shots at him. Both times in the head. They took the body and buried it near a lake. No casket. Just a body." Passepartout was about to throw up. He felt bad that Donvan didn't get the justice he deserves.
As well as Ren. Who tried so, so hard. But it gets more worse.
Cody's wife and Hastings arranged the shootings so that they could be together. And yes collect insurance money.
"That lady deserves to not ever, ever be around kids monseiur. She is unfaithful and also more worse, a lying murderer."
"Son, if you think Cody was bad, Hastings is much more worse. He makes Cody look like a boy scout. He is like Cody but only much more severe and strict.
He used to be in the Marines. Unless they are talked to, the kids aren't allowed to talk. Much less whisper one bit. They are lined up like at boot camp."
"Don't talk unless you are spoken to??" asked a caught on Passepartout.
"You took the words right out of my mouth. Those kids need to be in a foster home with love rather with that lady and Hastings. Before him, Cody." Then as Ren was waving, Passepartout got ready to leave. But before then, the sheriff gave him his card.
"Here is my card son. Call me when she is out of sight like teaching. I am part of an independent investigation. We could use a good man like you" Passepartout graciously took the card and shook the man's hand again. The veteran seemed to like the frenchman as he left to help Ren.

Chapter 25: From Best Friends to Best Lovers

Both Ren & Passepartout left the restaurant, they made conversation.
"Passepartout what did my uncle talk about with you??" asked a concerned Ren.
"Oh, he just really told me he thinks a lot of you. Also he is concerned about you. Wants what is best for you madamoselle Ren. He says you are his favorite niece!!"
Ren just laughed. "Well he does have over fifty nieces and nephews. I one of his youngest I admit."
"Well, I can see why he thinks so much of you Ren". claimed Passepartout. Ren looked at him like he was right. "I guess I could take that as a compliment" she nodded.
Without both of them noticing, both again were holding hands. But they were not just holding hands regularly. But holding hands tightly as they went to Ren's loft.
"Passepartout, did you know you are holding my hand as tight then you usually hold it." He then relized he was.
"Oh, I didn't mean to hold your hand tight(as he was getting ready to unhold it)."
Ren then grabbed his hand to thrust it back into hers.
"No! No! I loved the way you hold my hand(Ren opening the door to let them both in). It shows me that you care!!"
Passepartout smiled widely as he thrust her hand into his chest. "This is where my heart is!! Ever since I first laid eyes on you, I always have loved you. I know that you didn't realize it at all. But I have always had a heart for you. You are so, so special."
Ren was about speechless and in tears. "Is is something I said Madamoselle Ren??" asked a concern Passepartout
"No, No, Jean. Because that is the same way I thought about you. Knowing you would not at all hurt me. Nor anybody. That is the reason why everybody in this neighborhood thinks really high of you. Especially my uncle Rafe & Dr Shaw."
Passepartout put his index finger on her lip to shush her quietly.
"Don't get me wrong Ren, they are all sweet. And important. But you mean the whole entire world to me!! Your care, concern match your heart and soul."

Then they leaned on each other as his head went into her right shoulder. As she did the same for him.
"I can't do this(Ren was reluctant to kiss him for fears of him maybe being married)"
"No, No Madamoselle Ren!! It is ok!! I promise not to ruin your virginity". Then he grabbed her and carried her to her bed. He also held you like never before. With him on the bed. She laying on him. They were romantic like never before. They slept a long, long time.
Then as Passepartout tried to rub her back, the light went on.
Both still in their clothes, Ren was up in a red housecoat. Passepartout was sensing something wrong in her eyes.
"Madamoselle Ren, what is wrong??" Worrying if it was something to do with him, Ren squashed those worries.
"I have I need to tell you Passepartout. Don't worry it has nothing to do with you. But I only told Uncle Rafe and my parents. Now you need to know!!" Passepartout knew it was the exact same story Rafe told him. About Donvan and that awful Tim Hastings.

 

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Chapter V: Passepartout the Protector

Chapter 26: Someone to Watch Over Me

Afterwards, she told him all about the story of what happened. The same exact words that Rafe told him.
But he didn't want to say that Rafe told him the story of her, Hastings, Donvan, the children, and Donvan's wife.
Because like Rafe said, if Passepartout mentions the story Rafe told him, Ren would never forgive her uncle.
Who would in return, tear out the young frenchman's eyes and Jean really believed him.
But he needed to know again. So that Ren not only trusted him. But also that she wouldn't be hiding anymore skeletons in her closet. Passepartout did a brave act for her sake.
After all of the sacrifices and going out of her way for him. To make sure he would live. Not show a give-up attitude toward him those past three months and two weeks.
Of physical, mental, & emotional rigid, grueling rehabilitation. Making sure he walked, talk, and lived his life to the fullest. She gave up her work, teaching, and being on the road. Just for him and him alone.
"Madamoselle Ren!! I will stay and protect you.(Before Ren could say anything, he caught her word). No ands, ifs, and/or buts.
You need protection. And I won't take no for an answer. Also someone may be after you whether you think you are or not. It is the least I can do!! Please don't say no!!"
Ren saw the concern look at his face. Then held him again like she would never let go. She knows that indeed someone was watching over her. Like he was her guardian angel.

Chapter 27: Undercover Passepartout

While Ren then went to sleep, Passepartout remembered the number in his pocket that Rafe gave him.
He then called Rafe, who was more than happy. Rafe told him to meet him at 11:00 alone.
That also ironically was when Ren was teaching at the community college. So 11:00 am it was. Rafe didn't go into any other details. But it had to do with that investigation he was telling the frenchman about.
So he went to comfort a sad Ren to sleep. At morning, the hospital staff was off.
They came few and few due to Passepartout's improving health and emotional being.
So Ren had to go and teach but told Passepartout she would be gone for two hours.
Passepartout told her that he wanted to rest and just sleep a little bit late. Not telling her about her conversation with her uncle.
Then she gave him a kiss and a laugh. It was the most beautiful sounds he has ever heard.
After about thirty minutes to make sure she was gone and out of sight, he called for a cab to the sheriffs department.
As he went into the sheriff's office, the secretary came. "May I help you??" asked the secretary.
"Jean Passepartout for Sheriff Rafe..." Then there was two huge men. Both about 6'5" and over 250 pounds of muscle and broad chested.
They motioned for the frenchman to come with them. Without hesistation he did.
They then took an x-ray machine thing to search all over his body from head to toe. They make him take off his jacket and shoes and socks. He did so also without hesistation.
Then they lead him to a dark room. Told him to wait there. They punched a combination code. Which took a few minutes.
Then he was led into a dark room. There the door that came open for him shut down hard and loud.
Then the gruzzled but veteran sheriff came.
"Come on in boy!! Sorry about the asking to take off some clothes and a little body search.
But everybody had to make sure that you weren't being bugged. Nor even followed. We have to guard against federal interferrance. Because they mess things up badly. Also they would take the credit and glory.
I wouldn't like that and I know you wouldn't either son. I know because I used to be one" laughed the sheriff.
Then he cut to the chase and introduced four people. One woman is an undercover Justice Dept Investigator. About Ren's age. She was hispanic named Shelby.
The second one in the group was the former federal prosecutor Rafe was telling her about. Now works to undo the damage the feds have done named Riley.
One was an undercover deputy sheriff who used to work at DEA named Jack Bogart. Bogart explained he left the DEA due to him going to jail.
He took the rap of Hastings and was one of his many, many victims. He tried to rat out on Hastings many, many times. But it was Jack that was caught. He told Passepartout he was accused of drug possession and heroin. He spent two years in federal prison. Now he is redeeming himself and also helps Riley on the side.
The two big men are also with Rafe. Both former DEA and US Marshal agents. They told horror stories like Rafe did with Ren.
Innocent people like Bogart going to jail. People living out on the streets. All kinds of horror stories.
Bogart admits he is laughingly glad he isn't the pain in the rear he used to be. But Passepartout wondered what does this have to do with him.
"Son, if they knew all five or six of us were doing what we are doing now. That is to take down Little Timmy's empire, we would go to jail. And there would be nothing.
Not even a thing that any other law enforcement personal could do about it. Our cover would be blown. And like you heard Rafe, the dumb feds would take stop us. They know our faces but..."
Passepartout again caught on what Bogart was saying.
"I guess he doesn't know my face or my name!!" They all nodded in agreement.
"That is right. With your face and your manners, Hastings and his people would think they are making a seemingly innocent nice kid like you and throw you in Club Fed." added Riley.
"So son, not only would you help the federal government. But also you would help innocent people. Like Donvan's children. And other people who were wronged by him. And left out to dry" reminded Shelby.
Passepartout realized also he could also get justice for the woman he loves.
"Also don't forget about madamoselle Ren!!" Rafe nodded wholehearteldy.
But warned him "Whatever you do, do not let her know at all what you and all five of us are doing.
Because she would think that justice will slip through our fingers for Donvan and other innocent people away. It has been going on over and over. But it has to stop. Right now!!"
Passepartout then admitted to the group that Ren told him the story the exact same words like Rafe.
But with both in between more anger and emotions. Rafe admitted also that she would do that.
Because she trusted true and honest Jean Passepartout.
"Just act like anyday son is like ordinary. But without saying one thing about this ongoing investigation."
Passepartout, amnesiac or not, again beat the sheriff to it.
"Just be myself right(Everybody nodded yes)You got it!! But who else other than us is going to help us or we are just it??"
Shelby beat the sheriff to the punch. "We are just it my man!! You are catching on Passepartout!! Very impressive."
Passepartout smiled at his achievements.
"You kids make us veterans look old" smart alecked Bogart.
"By the way, when do we begin le investigation??" asked the rough and ready young frenchman feeling he was now part of the investigation.
"Kid, you are part of our investigation. As of now!!" greeted the sheriff.
Let the investigation began. As the doors closed, the investigation, which the young Parisan learned, has been inconsistant on and off and on and off about four years.
With it being definately on again for about seven months. Though only on for four years despite setbacks and differences, their first big break in the case. The person to help achieve that it will be another open but this time a real shut down for good case?? Jean Passepartout going undercover.

Chapter 28: Operation Fed Takedown

Then the next day, keeping quiet and not saying anything at all about the part of the investigation he was involved with, Passepartout went about his usual day.
Passepartout also was given a wire to wear. As well as updates on the case on the internet. It was a good thing Ren taught him the net.
As the hospital staff help was descreasing after four months and two weeks, Passepartout still acted and walked like a little child. And had that rare case of amnesia.
But that wouldn't stop him from getting justice for innocent people. The damage was done.
But people done wrong by Hastings and his "henchpeople" needed to seek justice. But most of all closure.
As Ren was away teaching and with kids at a youth center, Passepartout was told what he needed to say.
As well as act the part of an innocent and penniless "drug addict" looking for not just only for a big buck. But a big break as well.
As he went to Rafe and his buddies, he also wore clothes to fit the role of "drug addict".
Torn up Levis jeans, an old white t-shirt, blue sneakers, and put him on with a wig. To match hair that hasn't been washed in nearly weeks. And had to smell like garbage. Put on beer stains as well as cigarette stains.
Since he neither drank nor smoked. But he was in a room with drinkers and smokers.
Also he was growing a little goatee and a tiny beard. He hasn't shaved in nearly two weeks. Of course there was the wire.
He put the wire in a place that would never, ever be found. His first assignment was to meet Hastings at a bar.
The "Rafe Seven"(with Passepartout now involved) were recording the frenchman's every move.
As well as what he was saying and his body movements. Telling him what to say and do. He went to a bar and met Hastings.
Hastings greeted him and he introduced Passepartout to his girlfriend. Donvan's & Cody's wife!! Passepartout was doing his best to act nice on the outside.
But on the inside, he was feeling a whole lot of anger and hurt. Anger toward Hastings and hurt toward Donvan's & Cody's children. What the kids have been through.
After a few drinks, which Passepartout didn't like the taste much less the smell of alcohol, he was asked to do a favor by Hastings.
Find a man by the name of Jack Bogart and kill him. As well as his family. Passepartout was told if he completed this mission, Hastings would make it worth his while.
A very, very healthy while. About $250,000 while!!
Then Passepartout was given the former DEA agent's address. Then last, but definately not least, a "gift-wrapped" AKA rifle.
He took it without hesistation but with fear and scariness on the inside. He was told not to open it for fears of a commotion.
Hastings also wanted one more deed done after doing "Bogart in!!"
Find Ren McCarren's home and kill the girl. Hastings would pay the french "informat" another $250,000. Total: $500,000!!
Passepartout bought drinks for Hastings and said Well do!! Afterwards Hastings went out and took his girlfriend.
But before they left the bar, Passepartout told them "I promise not to let you down at all!!"
Hastings said right back at him "You do those two in, you will be a rich man Mr Passepartout!!"
As both shook hands. Passepartout as he looked to see Hastings and his girlfriend gone for good, went into the bathroom.
He threw up for a long, long time. Afterwards, the present that had to be the rifle as Hastings told him not to open the present.
For fears of causing a big commotion.
Then as the frenchman left, he went outside. They took the rifle as well as the wire he was wearing.
He had to do only three more things to do for the team. "Kill Bogart and Ren". Then show up in blood. And finally, collect the cash.
Then bingo, Operation Fed Takedown will be shut down. After many, many years of an open and shut case. Shut down permanently.
As he left, Passepartout changed back into his dress shirt and pants with suspenders after a shower.
Kept his goatee and beard on. He was doing the team a favor.
But, most of all, the woman he loves and adores. "This is all for you Ren!! Not just Bogart, the children, but you!! And all of those other victims" he said privately then came back to the loft to wait on Ren.

Chapter 29: Taken down the Feds & Passepartout the hero

Then as they got the tapes both VHS and on tape recorder, Passepartout delivered the goods.
Then the next day, hopefully would be the final day. If not, someday and somehow this weekend.
But it was coming close thanks to a dedicated and never give up team. And their new "agent & friend", a loyal frenchman.
Then the next night, as Ren was going to workout with some kids, Passepartout wanted to talk with Rafe.
Since Rafe invited him for some drinks and a NFL game. Tonight was Monday Night Football Night.
Ren thought that was nice because it means that Rafe really liked the young frenchman.
After she was gone, Passepartout, still with a beard, changed from his pants and dress shirt in to his white and dirty t-shirt and jeans.
Afterwards, he met up for "dinner" with the Rafe 7. They wanted to really make sure that Bogart was really "put to rest".
Afterwards, they put on him animal blood. But made it smell like human flesh. Really, really bad smell.
To add to the cigarette and beer stains. All over him from head to toe.
But the team better take the chance on it. Either do the unthinkable and the unlikable. Or else Hastings walks away untouched.
Then at 8:30 pm, Passepartout was in the park with the rifle. He met up with Hastings and his people.
Passepartout showed him "the glossies" of Bogart. Not just Jack but his wife and two kids. All bloodied and bullet holed. Jean explained he couldn't leave a witness alive. If there were witnesses, he might get the needle.
Hastings didn't like that. But loved it. Now he needed to do one more deed. Get rid of Ren. Then he would collect the money of $500,000.
As Hastings left with the corrupt feds, Rafe then got Passepartout in the car to plan for the next "murder".
Then as he went an hour after "Bogart and his family's murders", Hastings had a change of plans. He wanted to see her get murdered from his own eyes.
As Passepartout walked into the apartment, Hastings was smiling. Then bullets went into the apartment.
As Ren was pleading for her life as she got home, Passepartout just fired into the house and killed.
Then Hastings came and saw the bloodied apartment as well as Ren with bulletholes. And all bloodied.
As Hastings shook Passepartout's hands, he made sure he wasn't followed. After a ten minute sweep, no cars. No bugs on Passepartout. Nothing.
Then Hastings gave him the money, there was a "freeze!!" Then about thirty cops came.
To arrest the corrupt FBI agents and that deputy marshal. Hastings was yelling "You liar!! You tricked me!! Gosh you are going to pay for this!!" Passepartout then brought Donvan's and Cody's ex wife. Rafe, Bogart, Shelby, and the other fellows came out.
"Mission accomplished!!" put it mildly Shelby.
"You said it sis!!" complemented Rafe. "Those people killed were actually dummies Hastings. Your girlfriend came to me and the AUSA. She will not get the needle.
But will not ever be allowed to see her kids again. With the exception of visits from her kids in a federal correction facility.
She was picked up by the deputies. She spent over ten hours breaking down and spilling her guts out.
About the murders, the drugs, money, killings, etc. She will get twenty-five years. While you will likely get the needle." said a finally glad it's over look from Rafe.
Also the marshal will be a star witness as well. Passepartout told Hastings both are informats for the Justice Dept.
And Ren wasn't really killed, but that was also a dummy as well. They made skulls and transferred them into "humans".
Rafe also had another surprise up in store. Lo and behold it was Ren.
"I am so, so sorry Passepartout(a surprised look on the frenchman's face)but you thought that you kept me in the dark. It was me who kept you in the dark.
I was behind the investigation all along. I put together things when the open and shut case was about to go shut again. But more worse, untouched.
But you thought I went "teaching". I was coordinating with the help of my best friend Shelby the Operation Fed Takedown. We had to avoid a shutdown if the DOJ go involved.
So Rafe and I planned this with Bogart, Shelby, and the two deputies in descreation.
We couldn't have dead bodies nor anybody getting hurt. Including innocent people.
But do it in a matter where there was any and no violence whatsover. But please don't be mad at me. Because we all thought that you could really, really be of help.
Despite the teams protests, it worked out great. I asked Rafe to talk with you. He liked you from day one"
The sheriff agreed readily also. "Son, you just brought down the most corrupt fed ever. He and his three "henchman".
By the way, that was after Ren left the program in 2000. But also that was when Hastings became the US Attorney. Riley was under his command.
But resigned after Hastings because she wouldn't work with that man at all.
Son, consider yourself a hero. Maybe you don't want to be one.
But everybody will come and thank you boy!!"
As the team patted him on the back, Ren asked Passepartout for her forgiveness.
The frenchman wholeheartedly did so. "I will forgive you if you will forgive me!!" She went up to hug him as he held her like he would never, ever let go.
As they were leaving, Hastings wanted to say something to Ren.
"Well, little lady you got what you wanted. Not only you got your man but your frenchboy toy ratted out on me.
(To Passepartout)You better hope and pray I don't get out of jail.
Because I will find the two of you and when I do, you two will need to have your families make funeral arrangements for both of you."
Then as Passepartout wanted to punch the jerk out, Rafe said "Uh, son,(giving him a look like better not do it but looked at Ren)" Then Jean knew exactly what he meant.
Ren asked the deputies to hold Hastings. Before anybody could say anything, she did not one but two, two roundhouse karate kicks on him.
In the mouth. Several of his teeth were knocked out.
"No, you will be in jail either when the needle comes for you. Or when you breathe your last breath of air.
Your fall from grace is the beginning of hope and faith of those people whom you abused and made out fo scapegoats. They can begin again.
That money which you paid Jean will also double and pay up to $100,000 for life for those people and the families you ruined each and every year. Take this man out of my sight will you. He is all yours Uncle!!"
They also learned that the children of Cody & Donvan's ex wife will now be with Donvan's parents. They have twenty-two grandkids.
They seem to loved children as both Ren & Passepartout promised to visit the kids as well.
Finally those kids had two paper to love and provide for them. Physically as well as emotionally and mentally.
Rafe gladly loved the knockdown of the arrogant former ASUA turned convict. "Pleasure is all mine!!"
Then as the cops went away, Passepartout promised never, ever to keep his girlfriend in the dark.
"I promise never, ever to keep you in the dark as well. I have had enough violence in my lifetime!! I just want to make it everyday in one piece Jean!!"
"I will make sure of it that you do Madamoselle Ren!! But you know what Ren??"
"What Passepartout?" "I love you more!! Each & everyday!!"
"Love you too Jean Passepartout!!" Then they moved closer and slowly. But surely, they gave each other a long and deep kiss. It felt good.

 

[JPPT1974]

Part VI: Passepartout, Your Past Has Come Back to Haunt You

Chapter 30: Romantic Passepartout & Ren. Passepartout's recurring nightmares. And a Bombshell dropped

But for all the six months Passepartout was with Ren in her loft, he had those recurring nightmares of him being beaten.
How he was thrown in a huge, huge, hole.
How he was trying to find something to hold. But to no avail. How he was screaming so, so hard. Clinging onto life.
How he fell down hard like on a concrete floor on the ground. How every bone in his body was broken. As well as being beaten and bloodied.
Crying out for help. But people ignoring him. Mistooking him for a drunk.
How he was crawling and breathing until a homeless person got him to an underground homeless shelter.
The people made sure he lived and took good care of him. How he managed to crawl near a loft. And met Ren the next day.
But everytime he had those nightmares over and over again, he knew he could lean on someone.
Ren came and made sure that the crying and worried frenchman had a caring and concerned friend there if he needed her. That made their friendship turned and grew into much, much more.
The next three months was all but worry free but carefree for both city gal Ren and Frenchman Passepartout.
Despite living under one roof, both promised to remain virgins and not have intercourse outside of marriage.
They went to church as well as got involved with a youth group. Passepartout got involved with a local school group. He was popular with the kids and was a teacher's assistance.
As well as mowed the school lawn after the football coach taught him how to. Passepartout and Ren loved the same interests things almost.
They went to the theatre and opera. Also read at libraries and bookstores.
Ren taught Passepartout how to drive back and forth to their loft from the high school. She knew that she needed Passepartout but most of all, he needed her.
In fact, they needed one another. For support and comfort. Emotional, Physical, and Spirtual support.
The first few months, she realized he couldn't read nor write due to his awful beatings that sustained injuries. But thanks to the hospital staff, he could read and write like a walk in the park.
He didn't need a wheelchair nor crutches. After nearly eight to nine months, he could walk on his own without assistance.
He could no longer run but walked crookedly.Though he resisted using a cane. He walked with a huge limp.
As well as talked with pausing between sentences. Though he might never, ever be the same again like in his past, he was alive and doing things alone. That surprised the hospital staff and most of all Ren.
The staff was rewarded with a meal and gifts. Knowing that their former patient now great friend no longer needed their services.
But without their kind, caring, but determined help, he couldn't and wouldn't had lived without their support, guidance, and friendship.
Whenever they can, they went up to visit the staff as a thank you gesture. Also both visited pediatric wards.
The once workaholic Ren who shrugged off in her words, "get a life" now was greatful and thankful that she needed one.

In the miracle and prayers of one frenchman. Who came crashing from her sky.
The once badly unrecognizable beaten frenchman needed someone to help him. As a doctor and as a friend. Also was a housekeeper as both laughingly put it.
They also took rides up to the Pocanus and Passepartout saw his first NFL game in DC. He loved watching it live and being there.
As opposed to watching it on tv. Ren loved classical music. But with Passepartout in her life, he made it love it even more. That is all they listened to.
He accompanied her on her speaking engagements. As well as the kids went crazy for him at the local high school and college.
They danced to classical music at the loft too. All seemed to be going well.
But then her good doctor came over her loft. He was back on another time travel tour. He reached the paper and showed her the headlines. It had to do with Passepartout.
The paper was from the late 19th century. London Times. It was good the frenchman was out with the kids at school because Dr Shaw needed to talk to Ren at her loft alone.

When Ren saw the headline, she collasped almost to the ground. But thank goodness, Dr Shaw was there to catch her while she fell. After giving her a drink, he got down to business.
"Ren, I went through that young man's whole entire life. He has led a colorful life.
Not the life he is now leading where he seems quiet and shy like a little 5-year old. He used to be lively & talkative. From childhood to now adulthood. He has traveled the world. But that didn't always been with him.
You see Ren, he was an orphan as well as nearly died from a heart ailment. The word Passepartout means to pass by and go through one place to another. Also it is to get him out of scrapes.
He has done much more in his life than just, let me put it to you, "only Fogg's servant!!"
"Well, I don't know Doc how he is going to take the news. Does any of his family or relatives know about him in the present??" asked a concerned Ren. The doctor was worried more than Ren. Giving her a worried look, he gave her the "just the facts ma'am" answer.
"It will hurt us more to tell him than for him to hear it. But everybody knows. Fogg, his wife the Princess Auoda, Detective Fix, everybody.
But there is something a little more to this story than all of them. Though they are important."
Ren kept looking at the London newspaper in the 1880's. Front page headline "Frenchman Valet thought Dead Now Alive & Well. Working in the states!!"
But in present day 21st century. When she read the headlines, Ren almost wanted to faint. The doctor got her a soft drink. Now how would they tell the news to Passepartout??

Chapter 31: Passepartout's reaction

Then as Ren walked home she faced the difficult decision on telling her boyfriend the whole entire truth. She was drinking cappicino awaiting for Jean to come home.
She was thinking about way of how and when to tell him. This was as much harder as she thought it would be. She was afraid to break down. But he needed to know the whole truth of his past.
Because the past would affect the outcome of his future. As he was walking in sweaty teaching high school kids, he kissed her.
He noticed the worried look and emotions on her face. She usually greeted him warmly and very affectionatly hugging & kissing him. But today was not a good day at all.

"What seems to be le matter Madamoselle Ren?? Don't tell me nothing is wrong because I know that look on your face when I see it on you??" asked the concerned frenchman.
As she pondered what and how to say who is really was, she blurted out stuff without thinking. "Passepartout you are wanted!!"
Passepartout then thought that she was joking at first. He kidded her saying "Am I wanted by the police?? Or is it a job interview?"
He then knew she was dead serious and wished he didn't joke with her.
Ren pulled the paper out from the London Times for him to look at it. As she handed him the paper, he looked at the front headlines. With his picture on the paper.
As he read from the paper, which was about three pages long, Ren looked at him for his reaction. Catching her by surprise, Passepartout shrugged it off.
"Oh, come on Ren!! This is probably what I have done in le past. But now this is the present. As well as my future. It is here not just in the beautiful city in DC but with you!!"
As he did his best to kid with her, she had to scream out loud.

"Will you stop Jean?! Stop it!! This paper is true. It is from the 19th century. Dr Shaw invented a time machine. He built the machine from scratch. He has gone back in time from the past, present, and future.
We didn't want to say anything to you at first. For the fears of offending you. But since you are well, not in a wheelchair nor crutches for the past two months, we wanted to wait until the time was right to tell you.
The truth about anything and everything about you. And what you should know about who you are!!"
Then the cheerful look on Passepartout's face turned to anger and worry.
"Well, I don't remember that stuff at all in my past. Don't remember who I was nor what I did back there. All I remember is that I am with you and I belong to you!!"
"But Jean, you were more than just what you are here in the present. You were a lot of things.
But you were more famous for being a manservant of a Phileas Fogg. You went Around the World in 80 Days.
You were a loyal and faithful manservant. You rescued a woman from a funeral prye. That woman is now Phileas's wife and mother of his children.
You stopped a speeding train from the Indians and saved many people. Fogg thought he lost the bet to go around the world by missing a day.
But when he ordered you to go and see a minister for his and his soon to be Indian princess wife Auoda's marriage.
You corrected the time that he went and matter of fact, he did win his bet and gotten married. He did this all because of you!!
Without you entering his service and life, Fogg wouldn't be married nor have children. And won his bet!!(Ren's voice crying louder and higher almost into tears)"
"Stop it!! Stop it right now Ren!!(Jean's voice also getting louder as well as worried)If that is all what the paper says, it doesn't say if I am married. It doesn't say if I had children.
I would believe this paper and most of all you!! If I had either or both each one." Passepartout also getting sweaty and tears running down his eyes.
Then as both collected themselves, both apoligized for snapping at one another.
"By Passepartout, you got to face the facts about your life. From childhood to adulthood. You have had those dreams about being beaten and how you fell down a huge, huge, hole??" reminded Ren.
Passepartout then shook his head whole heartedly still in shock. But not more in shock as Ren was. Ren continued.
"That is mainly the reason you nearly died. That is why you have amnesia. The cause of your dreams are really real. How you wandered in my loft!! How those violent nightmares were and are really real!! Dr Shaw told me that the beatings you took and told us were really real."

As Ren took his hands and thrust them into hers, Passepartout suddenly jerked them away.
He tried to change the subject. But Ren knew that it was hurting him deep down inside.
"Look I am going to shower and then fix us dinner. I have had enough high noon drama as it has been today!!"
Then as he went to shower. Ren called Dr Shaw, whom also told her that another of HG Well's fifth generation grandson. Was like a CIA spy type.
His name is Harris. Also Harris had a time machine as well. But traveled much, much, more than Dr Shaw and knew more about Passepartout and his past.
As she phoned the doctor and told him of the poor frenchman's reaction, he told her to email Harris ASAP. And he knew where she lived.
Then Dr Shaw told her not to worry and that he and Harris would take care of things after she emailed Harris.
As she did so on her computer. "Passepartout, our so-called "argument" was the easy part. But the hard part is yet to come. This will be more hard fo me and Dr Shaw telling you than for you to hear. But you need to know everything and be told the truth. I am doing this for one reason. For the love of you!!"

Chapter 32: Passepartout You Past Has Come Back To Haunt You

A few days after Passepartout had a "time out" period as he and Ren went about their daily routines, the "easy part" was already done.
But now came the hard part as Ren called Dr Shaw and the man he recommended to prepare the frenchman for what was about to take place. Passepartout came home and saw several people.
Some were dressed in 21st century clothing. Ren and Dr Shaw including. But several were dressed in 19th century clothing. Late 1870's.
There was a tall and slender man who has dark black hair. Looked like he was in his early to mid forties.
Another was an older man that had white hair and was a senior citizen.
The third of the "party" was a Indian woman dressed up as a princess. Late twenties to early to mid thirties.
The fourth was an older woman that was supposed to be another senior citizen. That was the older man's wife.
Then there was a little girl playing with a stuff bear. She was an oriential like Ren. About five or six years old.
As Passepartout looked lovingly at her.

Then finally there was the man that Dr Shaw recommended to Ren.
A tall and dark brown haired man. Who was in his early to mid thirties. Like Passepartout, broad-shouldered and muscular.
Passepartout was wondering what was going on. What does this have to do with him. Ren then got his coat and asked him to sit down.
"Passepartout, belive me this is going to be very, very hard on me and Shaw telling you this. Than for you to hear this.
But you need to know the whole entire truth. These people dressed in 19th century clothing know you.
To make the long story short, you were really famous back then as you are know. Millions and millions of young readers read about you and these people's adventures.
You are indeed THE Jean Passepartout. Of the Jules Verne book "Around the World in 80 Days".
Passepartout was in shellshock. His eyes and mouth popped out. He couldn't believe that HE WAS indeed THE JEAN PASSEPARTOUT.
Dr Shaw continued when Ren looked at her boyfriend. She also didn't want to upset him even no more. He probably didn't want to belive in the truth.

"Son, we are so, so sorry we kept this a secret from you. But we wanted when you were badly injured to let you heal.
And to let you get comfortable here in present time. Now that you are healed and you are really popular with the neighbors.
You needed to know the whole entire truth. Son, I am the fourth generation cousin of HG Wells."
Passepartout interrupted and finished his sentence. "The author of the Time Machine novels!!"
Shaw then continued. "Yes!! Everybody thought Time Machine travel was just a myth.
Ren went by my office while the staff was helping with you. She saw my own Time Machine.
This man dressed in the black suit you see is the first human being to invented the first ever time machine.
He is from England and is a fourth or fifth generation cousin of Wells. He invented the very, very first Time Machine. It took him about eight years to invent.
It took me from scratch to finish seven years.
I had the state of the art technology of the internet. He didn't.
Though he began in 1988 & ended in 1996. He has traveled over 500,000 miles. Past, Present, & Future!!
I have only gotten the machine rightly built just a few months ago. And have traveled though only for nearly two to three months, 23,000 miles.
I know everything about your past boy. Your past like your childhood and how you got the name of Passepartout.
You were not shy and quiet as you are now. You were lively and talkative. Your name means to pass through. A skeleton key."

Passepartout was confused as well as worried. All of this either coming back to make him feel important. Or either come back to haunt him.
But both the doc and Ren weren't done.
The doctor introduced him to several people who were important in his life. If that is, he wanted to meet them. Or just shun them away.
Then the tall man in his forties with a black suit and grey vest came up by him. The man seemed so overjoyed and so happy to see Passepartout that he hugged him so hard.
"Passepartout!! Don't you remember me!!(Passepartout didn't know whether to shake his head either yes or no)I was your master.
Phileas!! Phileas Fogg!! You were in my service. You were the best servant I had ever, ever had!! You helped me accomplished so, so much!!
Not just the 80 day world trip. But got me my wife. Oh, my manners!!
This is(showing the Indian woman) my wife and mother of my children. Auoda. She used to be Indian Princess Auoda. But we have been married for a pretty long time and have four children. As you can tell she is pregnant again.(Passepartout touching her big belly)".
Auoda came to gently take Passepartout by the hand to thurst it into hers. Also overjoyed and had tears in her eyes.
"Don't you remember anything!! Don't you remember how brave you were when you rescue me from the burial prye??
If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be alive. Nor would I be Phileas' wife!! You made all of that possible.

(Pointing to the two older people)These people are our friends and your friends. This is Wilbur Fix. Retired with the London Police Department. His wife Mildred. They are like grandparents to our children"
The older man came up to hug him tight. The frenchman didn't return the hug. Of course, Mr Fix couldn't blame him. When you have amnesia especially.
"I understand if you are afraid and this seems to be on such a short notice. But I can assure you, frenchman that we remember you. If you can't remember."
Passepartout was all sweaty and about to pass out. But Ren and Dr Shaw were there to be prepared for his reactions.

[Chapter 33: A Shock to the System & Introducing Harris

For Passepartout to realize that he was a legend and very, very famous was either a wonderful surprise and awesome compliment. Or a shock to the system like a punch in the gut.
Passepartout didn't want to both hear this kind of talk. Much less believe it himself.
But everybody in the room told him everything about him was true. But the frenchman got up swiftly and shook his head.
They all knew he didn't want to face the facts. As he tried to change the subject.
"Look everybody. This.. I mean, this is all wonderful. If you all want to believe this, fine.
If these bring back good memories to all of you, that is fine with me. Good for you all.
But I am so, so sorry that the good doc brought you all here. Going out of his way, just to bring you all out here for nothing.
Look, I am so, so sorry about this. All of this!! But it was nice speaking to you all. I think you all better go back to your families and... whatever the heck you all were doing back in your century.
(All of a sudden, there were moans and groans from everybody. As Jean getting dirty looks from everybody!!)I better get a shower.
Thank you for all coming and hope there was no harm no foul at all. Excuse me!!"

Ren and the doctor were all appalled at his attitude. As the doctor blocked his path.
And Ren punching him in the arm.
"Passepartout!! How dare you treat your guests like garbage!! They have also gone out of their way just for one reason. And one reason alone. Just to see you and only you.
To see that you are alive and well. They were so, so worried about you. They worried they would never, ever see you again. They thought you were dead or murdered."
Dr Shaw picked up where she started. "They had come over a century and twenty five years.
Over 3,000 miles just to come and see that you are alright and well. Son, you were in the front papers and all around the news everywhere in their time. Not just in present day time here.
Also in England as well as Europe and all over the world. Because you were famous in that time. You are a legend with Mr Fogg and these people. That is the reason to worry to death about you!!"
As Ren finished his sentence for him.
"I think you owe all of these people an apology. Right now mister. That is no way to treat your guests like that.
Would you like it if it was the other way around?? If I or the doc were like you or you were like us??(Passepartout looked at both of then and shook his head from side to side). And to treat your guests like this?
So I think you owe these people who have come a long, long, way something!!"

Then the man in the suit that looked like a government agent stood up to speak. After being quiet for so, so, long.
He had blondish hair like Passepartout but it was kind of crew cut. But the man had impeccable manners and seemed to understand what was going on with the poor frenchman.
"Excuse me you two!! That won't be neccessary. I mean cut this boy some slack!! This is all but painful and uncomfortable for him.
Nearly nine months being beaten, clinging onto life, suffering from amnesia, going through a vigorous and hard rehabilitation to getting comfortable here in present day DC."
Then rising from his seat, he took off his glasses.
"Oh, my manners, allow me to introduce myself!! My name is Harris!! Just Harris. I keep my first name a secret. Don't ask why!!
Passepartout shifting his focus now from Ren and Dr Shaw.To the now former quiet member of the group.
Shaking Passepartout's hand with a firm grip. The man spoke with a british accent.

"There is no need to apoligize at all. I understand Mr Passepartout this is quite a..shock to your system.
There is no harm nor foul as all of this has been very, very painful for you to understand and take. Believe us, if we were all in your shoes, the same thing could and would happen to us.
Ren emailed me as Dr Shaw recommended her to me. I traveled in a time machine myself. I am the one who built the first time machine. It took nearly ten years.
But back then I didn't have the state of the art resources that everybody has now. I traveled over 500,000 miles and most of it was on Jules Verne. And you!! I know more about you than you even know about yourself!! I watched you from childhood to adulthood.
I know why you are getting those violent nightmares. It is true what happened to you and how you have total memory loss".

Passepartout, then feeling sorry for the way he treated his guests, sat back down. As tears were about to come to his eyes as well as worry.
"Listen ladies and gentlemen, but I didn't mean to throw all of you out. This is like a nightmare come true. It is...eh..pardon me..just like Mr Harris has said a shock to the system and..."
Mr Fogg then went over to his former, if the young frenchman wanted that, servant. Also seconded Harris remark.
As the tall and wealthy englishman also seemed to understand what Passepartout was going through.
"Passepartout, listen lad! Like Mr Harris has said there was no harm nor foul about your mannerisms a moment ago. As we all know that you would never, ever intentionally throw all of us out of the loft but most of all, out of your life.
It's just that we all have been really, really worried sick about you. Hoping and praying about you and for you!
And we were worried that you would be murdered or killed and so glad and joyed that we have finally located and found you.
I am so, so happy that you are alive. As with all of us! We didn't want to be staring at a corpse that looked like you at all.
(Patting him on the shoulder)I know that all of this is coming jumbled up right back at you.

But I want you to know, you are very, very special!! Not just to me. But to my wife, children, Mr Fix, and most of all, history. I wished like the snap of the fingers all of this could just pop back in your memory."
Auoda came over to the scared young man & put her shoulder around him.
"Passepartout, don't worry!! Dr Shaw told us about the rare memory loss you have. And how you might not remember. But Dr Shaw and Harris could bring back some if not all of your memory.
Like Phileas said, there was no harm nor foul about your mannerisms as we all know you well enough that you wouldn't react mean to us on purpose."
Passepartout looked sympathically at both of the "masters" he once served. But he thought and wondered what would make him go back to the 19th century.
"Forgive me Mr Fogg and Mrs Fogg!! But what would make me go back there to your time?? What do I have back there? Since I can't remember that time period. Nor any of you all??"
Both of Fogg and Auoda were shaking their heads sympathetically. Then they would know that only one thing and/or person would bring him back to their time period.

Chapter 34: A Well-Kept "Secret" & Getting Acquanted

Passepartout wondered what was going on as both Harris came by to talk with Fogg and his wife.
Then as they were mumbling, Ren & the doc knew what the trio were mumbling under their breaths.
The trio then broke up their "football" huddle. Then Harris gave the other two a look.
Like what should he do? Ren and Dr Shaw sat down together.
Afterwards, Harris motioned for someone to come here with his fingers gently.
Then Harris gently took the little oriential girl by the hand and walked with her. He then let go as she walked toward Passepartout.
She was again oriental like Ren. She again was about six but looked much
younger with a baby face. The little girl came by Passepartout's side.
Jean then gently touched the little girl on the cheeks. Gently rubbing her face.
The little girl made the frenchman smile wide. As he grinned for the first time since he learned the whole truth if not the entire.

"Well, hello there honey!!" gently whispered the frenchman. As he has had a passion for kids.
Harris then went on to explain. "That little girl. That precious little girl whom you are gently touching. Her name is Priscilla."
Passepartout gently held the girl by her shoulders. Then Fogg finished Harris' sentence.
"Passepartout, that girl you are holding and playing with. She is your daughter. And she is six!!"
Passepartout then fell to the floor with his hands and knees. He was about on the verge of tears. Knowing that little girl name Priscilla. Was his own. He was tongue-tied!!
He thought the beautiful girl was Phileas and Auoda's because she kind of resembled the princess.
But no, that was his girl indeed. As Phileas went onto explained.
"I know that you thought if it was both mine and Auoda's daughter. She does resemble Auoda. But I can assure you that she is indeed your little girl. Let me explain Passepartout.

"You adopted her from Japan. She remembers you if you can't remember her."
Passepartout looked lovingly at her as she kissed him on the cheeks.
"Oh daddy!! I missed you a whole lot. I am finally with you!!" cried the little girl.
Passepartout then wondered about something else. About her mom & his perhaps wife.
"But where is my wi.. her mother??"
"Your wife ran out on you when she was an infant" spoke up Fogg.
"You see, she didn't want anything to do with being a wife or mother. You raised her on your own. And you were the best father ever!! You were so, so doting Passepartout."
"Your ex wife had a bit to do with you being gone" continued Dr Shaw.
Without revealing a whole lot of details about his ex wife.
Harris then came forward and needed to talk with Jean as he pulled him by the hand gently.
"Passepartout, I am also a physchologist as well as also a hyponitist.
Usually when people have memory loss, I can retain their memory 90%. But..."
Passepartout looked at the man like he was rare. Harris then continued as he could sense that he read the proper englishman's mind.

"Yours since you have total memory loss. I can only gain back about in-between 15-30%. Your fall has caused a great deal of damage. To your skull and the organs running in your brain.
Dr Shaw and Ren showed me your x-rays. I have never, ever seen damage done to a brain like yours lad!!"
"So what do you propose Mr Harris" asked Passepartout.
"What I propose is that you go through a thorough and rigid hypnosis. And pyschology. But if you want, it will have to happen tomorrow.
Because of all this that has happened today. You have had enough high noon drama. As we all have!!
Do you want to that is? Because it will be all up to you"
Auoda then came to put her arm around him for support because he looked so, so frightened and worried. As she calmed his fears.
"It wouldn't hurt at all. If you try. Besides, we would all be in a room together with you. We won't leave you at all. Would we??"
She looked at her husband. He nodded in agreement. As with Mr Fix and his wife. Then Passepartout looked at Ren and the doc.
"Come on Passepartout. You may not gain all of your memory back. But at least some of it is good than none." agreed Ren.
Passepartout looked around the room. Then he shook his head. But with reluctance. "How long do you think this will take Mr Harris?"
"About all morning. But you would have to get up at 7:00. Is that all right?
About three or four hours."

Passepartout then agreed to the hypnotist with reluctance of course.
"All right!! I will do it!! Besides, didn't mean to make you all leave. It wouldn't hurt at all. At least 5% is better than none."
Then the doc patted him hard "Good my boy!! That's my boy!!"
Then Mr Fogg grabbed the frenchman and wanted some time alone with him.
"I know everything is happening all at one time. And this is so, so confusing and upsetting for you.
But I think that you and I need to be alone for an hour or two. Why don't you show me around the town. I will buy you a cup of coffee for that. Would you mind?? To catch up on old times. Don't worry I will bring you back for supper."
Passepartout then agreed again to Fogg's offer. "Yes!! Yes! That would be fine with me!! Sure"
Then the men grabbed their coats and hats off to walk. And to catch up on memories. Only if the poor and jaded frenchman could only remember. Or if he wanted to.
The master who has been frantically searching for his beloved and loyal servant. Finally finding him in 2005!

 

[JPPT1974]

Part VII: Bringing Back Painful & Cheerful Memories & Long Time No See

Chapter 35: A Lot of Catching Up To Do

Then at a nearby bistro and cafe, both Passepartout & Fogg had several cups of cappicino. While talking about memories of them together. The year 2005 and the 21st century were nothing but oblivious to Mr Fogg. But Passepartout helped explain what they were. With their cellphones, laptop computers, tv, CD players.
People with wierd haircuts and making fashion statements.
"You really don't want to know all about this century monseiur. You really don't at all. And it is best that you and your family, especially your children. Be happy you live in a, uh.. simple century. With simple things and simple "manners".
Fogg couldn't help but agree with him. "I don't think I rather either." As both men gently laughed. Like it was the good ole days for both of them.
Then Fogg got down to business.

"Passepartout I want you to know that you were the best servant I have ever, ever employed.
I have had nearly twelve servants and not any single one of them were as great and helpful as you were and still are.
Before I met you, I only cared selfishly about one person. Myself!! I had no family, relatives, and/or friends. Not even a life whatsoever.
Until you came into my life. You and I, when you were on your first day, made a bet with the Reform Club, to go around the world in 80 days.
You helped me to see a lot of what I had been missing. Missing on about life.
You helped as Ren mentioned. Saving my wife from an Indian burial prye. Also stopping a train from the Indians. As well as made me make the trip in the alloted time.
When I thought I was broke and lost my wager. But then you corrected it. When you went to the minister for my soon to be bride's hand in marriage. The minister gave you the paper. Then you helped me see and win my bet. But also gained me someone that I have ever, ever loved. And ever needed. Someone to grow old with. And to be with until death do us part."
He looked at Passepartout because he didn't think the frenchman could remember all of that. Nor did he think Passepartout wanted to.
Either way, it could bring back cheerful or painful memories. As the frenchman was rolling his eyes and messing up his hair.
"I did all of that!!(Fogg shook his head in agreement)Forgive me monseiur but I really don't remember that at all!! I.."
Then before he could say even one word out, Fogg put his index finger on his lip.
"I understand if you choose not to remember that, that is fine with me.
But you were, I mean you were heroic Passepartout!! You were very, very brave and thought of other people!!"
Passepartout then had to ask the unthinkable. But Fogg was ready to answer any and all of questions he might have.
"Monseiur, how did Priscilla came into my life?? How also did my, I guess former wife, ran off on me and my now little girl??"

Fogg looked at him searching for the right words to say. Then had to be not just difficult for him to explain how Passepartout got his little and precious girl. But blunt and honest.
"Passepartout, as I was married to Auoda, formerly the India princess.
You were married to your fiance Madeline. Mr Fix was also married to his wife Mildred.
We all lived under one roof at 7 Saville Row. Auoda & I all of a sudden were expecting our first child after a few months of marriage.
We had a little girl named Lillian or Lilly for short. Then after nearly thirteen months, we were expecting again. And had a boy named Liam.
You & Mildred were trying for kids. Very, very hard. I didn't want to say this but you were a boozing womanizer. You loved women. All kinds of women." Passepartout put his face into both of his palms in utter shock. This mild mannered and popular guy in DC. A boozing womanizer!!
Fogg continued. "You loved women all over the world. You also drunk your favorite drink brandy.
But after you and your wife were married, you gave up your womanizing ways. And your drinking as well.
But you and she wanted desparately to try to have a family. Also your wife & you couldn't at all have children.
You two went to each and every adoption agency. But they all, I mean all turned you down. You and your wife were so, so crushed that they turned you both downed."
Passepartout was looking intently at Fogg.

"But after nearly seven years of marriage, Mr Fix helped you and Madeline get a baby girl from Japan. You were so, so enthuastic!! You were very tender and doting with her .
As you held her for the very, very first time. When you held her in your arms. You couldn't stop talking about her. You were always with her day in and day out.
You named her Priscilla Auoda Fogg Mildred Madeline Passepartout."
"Gosh that is a long, long name!!" exclaimed Jean.
"Yes it is!!" agreed Fogg.
Passepartout wanted to know much, much more.
"What happened to my, maybe ex-wife??" asked a very concerned Passepartout.
Fogg then seemed less than enthuastic but also angry at one time.
"When Priscilla was only two weeks years old. Madeline didn't want to be either your wife. Much more less a mother.
So she just left you and Priscilla for no apparent reason whatsoever. You kept hoping and hoping that Madeline would come back.
But she did one day. In over six months. In the form of divorce papers"
Passepartout was almost in tears as his fist clenched.
"Why did I marry that woman?? I made my mistakes perhaps. But..." he huffed in a fit of anger.
Fogg then try to calm the frenchman down by putting his arm around his now broken-hearted former servant.
"Now! Now! Take it easy there Passepartout.
If you think you were bad in womanizing, she was much, much worse. She was cheating also behind your back. Before, During, and After marraige. But..."
Passepartout leaning towards Fogg as he intently listened even much, much more.

"You were not just the dad but the mom, mentor, friend, and sibling to Priscilla. You were a one of a kind, heck of a kindly and caring dad.
You wanted nothing but the best for your daughter. Physically, mentally, and emotionally. You played around with her.
You made sure she was fed and clothed. Had a roof over her head. Took her to the opera and theatre.
Played ball with her and other kids. Danced with her. Did everything and all things with her."
Passepartout was glowing and very, very thankful that his employer remembered that he was a doting & loving dad to his daughter.
"Also you were great to my children. They called you Uncle Passepartout. You wrote them mad letters. And even swung from the trees to impress them. Did my wife or I tell you how many kids we have now??" laughed & reminded Fogg.
"You have four right monsieur?" asked Passepartout.
"Four but then we had two. Until we decided to adopt!! We adopted a boy from Africa named Heath and a daughter that is paralyzed from the waist down named Carla right about the time you disappeared"
"But you and your wife are expecting?? I guess you want a huge family, right??"
"Yes but twins this time in about a month. They are both a boy and a girl. After this, that should be it. But who knows??"
Passepartout shook Fogg's hand in congraulations. But also he looked worried.
He seemed to figure Fogg out if his disappearance had to do with everything coming back to him all at once.
"Monseiur, I have to ask you another question. Please don't get mad nor jump down my throat??

Fogg, always cool, calm, and collected, didn't hesistate.
"Go on I am prepared and ready."
The young frenchman continued. "Did my wife had to do with my disappearance?
Like contribute to think up a scheme to separate me from the kids and you all".
Fogg nearly spilt his hot tea. But calmly and cooly answered his loyal valet.
"Not just contribute I am afraid. But was the mastermind behind your missing. As well as separation from Priscilla.
You see, Passepartout, she wanted to gain back Priscilla. Six months before your little girl would turn six.
But you wanted nothing, I mean, nothing to do with your now ex wife. She threatened to hurt you. And much, much worse.
But though you got a restraining order & called the police. That couldn't and didn't stop her.
She was now making a living at a nightclub!! Making about like over 3,000 pounds a night. She spent it onr drugs and booze. And flirted with any and all kinds of men she got her hands on!!"
Passepartout shaking his head like he couldn't and wouldn't want to believe it.
Fogg then reached over to put his arms around his servant. Or if the frenchman wanted to be one.
"That is the reason that you didn't Jean entrust Priscilla to Madeline. She lost a lot of weight. And was like skin and bones.
She had no contact whatsoever with both of you. For nearly five and a half years. Then, boom!! She popped back into both of your lives!! You felt that Madeline was & would a very, very bad influence on your little girl. "
Passepartout was putting his left palms out and about in tears.
"Please! Please! Monsieur Fogg!! Stop it!! I don't want to hear more. It ain't healthy not just to me. But to precious Priscilla!!"
Fogg then had to set the record straighnt on whether he would want to go back to his own time. The time in which he was born and grew up in.
"Jean or Passepartout. However you want to be called. It will be all up to you if you want to return. I am afraid I can't make that decision for you. Even though you are or formerly want to be my servant. I have treated you more like a family member and a good friend.
But how and if you want to go back. Is largely up to you. But I can give you only my advice and opinion.
If you don't want to go back to your time, I have great understanding. As will my children and Auoda. As well as everybody else.
BTW, the Reform Club used to be an all-male club. Now it is opened to women and minorities. All thanks in large part to you and Auoda. As well as the children."
As Fogg put his hand over Passepartout's hand as a friendly gesture. The men then dropped the conversation for now. They continued their drinks.

Chapter 36: Auoda and Ren Talk About Their Men While Getting Ready For the Hynotist Session

While awaiting Passepartout & Fogg's coming home, Auoda & Ren started talking about their respected mates.
As Priscilla was playing with her toys. Toys from the 19th century it looked to Ren. Ren and she seemed to hit it off. Though they had known each other for a few hours.
She loved showing Priscilla several dolls she had present day wise.
While Ren cooked the roast and potatoes. Auoda began her story about Phileas.
"Fogg used to not be like emotional and caring. Don't get me wrong Ren, he was but ........
But the problem was he had a very hard time showing it. He was always like that from childhood to adulthood.
Until he met Passepartout and me. Then he opened up his emotions.
And ever since that historical trip if you want to call it one. Changed him and his life forever Ren.
You know Ren, he was and always has been, a man of a few words. But he now says his words still with caution. But also with care and concern."
Ren thought that was so, so sweet about Auoda & her husband.
Auoda also had something to say about Passepartout.
"Passepartout was a lot of things as you have already found out Ren. But he wasn't like the shy, quiet, and soft-spoken person that he is now.
He used to be lively, talkative, and all so upbeat. He used to be a lot of things before he came to Fogg's service."
"Oh, yeah! Like what things did he used to be Princess?" asked Ren.
"Oh, please! Call me Auoda. I like to be, as you say it in your language, modest and humble."

Both women giggled as Auoda said that. Then she continued on.
"He was an acrobat and circus rider in the Parisian Circus. Traveling all over the world. Places and sites that you can only dream about.
He also was a professor of gymnastics helping children. Also a seargant firefighter and chimney sweeper. He later was a chef and self-defense expert."
Ren was really well-pleased at all of her boyfriend's past accomplishments. But she had to figure out something.
"Why then Auoda did he become a servant. If he had so much potential at everything. Like the Jack of all trades?"
Auoda also seemed puzzled as well.
"He quit France five years and wanted to try to settle down. And have a family life. He had served in about over ten English houses.
All of those masters came home drunk, running around & chasing women. In trouble with the law. Until he met Mr Fogg."
"Meaning he was looking for quiet and peaceful surroundings? Knowing he was not a world class traveler.
Nor did he get in trouble & was a womanizer like his other masters?"
Ren asked as she must had read the Indian princess mind.

"You are right about that. He came to Fogg's service on October 2nd 1872. The very day he was employed. They left to go make that wager around the world. It all happened so fast.
As you mentioned earlier, Fogg at the time was not at all much of a traveler.
Until that trip. Boy it did change him. All of the better" Auoda smiled as Ren lovingly looked at her wedding band.
"The trip got him his wager. But most importantly, it got him you!!" sparkled Ren
"Yes, Ren!! He had everything his heart desired. But one thing or two he totally missed out. Love and family."
Ren then told Auoda about how she found Passepartout. Badly beaten and bloodied. No memory at all. Nearly clinging onto life.
She gave up nearly three whole months of work. Traveling, teaching, and writing. Just to care for him. But it was he who taught her much, much more.
"Passepartout also taught me like what I was without. Many, many things. Open my eyes at the small things mainly. Like a flower or a little bird. Also to have fun.
Before he came into my life Auoda, that was all I did. Was work, work, work. No life whatsoever.
But Jean came into my life like a guardian angel. I probably knew I had one. But really didn't think about it. Until he came that first Sunday night in August. Ever since, we have grown from strangers to friends. From friends to much, much more. We have been inseparable ever since."

Both women were in tears as they reminise. As they gave each other kleenex, Ren also told her about how popular Passepartout was in the community.
How kids and youth are wild about him. Also the police.
How he helped bring a nearly ten year case to a close. How he saved a conflict that could had turned deadly with a family.
Auoda told Ren she wasn't surprised as the heroic young man takes risks and has always been daring all of his life.
Then Auoda had to bring the downside of Passepartout.
"Before Passepartout gotten married and had his little girl, he was a notirous womanizer!!
He must have flirted before and during him and his girlfriend's relationship, over 10,000 women. No! I am not kidding one bit at all!!"
Then Auoda caught Ren by surprise. As Ren nearly choked on her cappicino. Auoda laughinly gave her a napkin to wipe off her stain.
But Auoda says that Passepartout was and is a doting dad. But also before, during, and after Passepartout's marriage, his now former wife, cheated much, much more worse.
And with much, much, more men than her former spouse has ever, ever done.
She also told Ren that when she and Phileas had now four children. And now was expecting twins as Phileas told Passepartout.

As he and Madeline were trying to have children themselves.
But were unfortunately unlucky. Every adoption agency turned them down. But with Mr Fix's help, they adopted a child from Japan. They had their baby after seven childless years.
After only two weeks, Madeline wanted out of the marriage. Much less didn't want to be a mom. Passepartout raised that child all by himself.
From two weeks to five and a half years old. Fed her, clothed her, play and read to her, provided for all of her needs. Physically, mentally, & emotionally. He made sure he got nothing but the best for his little Priscilla. He meant the very best second to none!!
Passepartout waited to see if his wife would ever come back to him. But she did after his little girl was six months old. In the form of divorce papers. He was devestated!!"
Ren was speechless and stunned. She also learned Passepartout was an alcoholic.
But since marriage and definately fatherhood. He quit his boozing and most of all, womanizing. She was also stunned that Madeline wanted to reconcile. Five and a half years early.
But Passepartout told her that he saw her in a club. Making out with all kinds of men.
Passepartout told her that he has been reformed. That he has grown up and changed. For the better.
And he wouldn't allow himself to go back to his former & wild ways.
But, most of all and importantly, Priscilla. To not grow up in that environment because that would be so, so unhealthy.
Madeline promised to get custody of their daughter back. She tried and tried to threaten to kill Passepartout. And run away with Madeline.
He got a restraining order as well threaten to call the police on her. This kept up for several months. About seven months.

They went to court four times. Both admitted to the judge they wild ways.
Passepartout told the judge he has since reformed. But the judge didn't believe his former wife. As Passepartout gave her the divorce finally over. Five in a half years late though. Because he wanted her home badly. And he waited and waited.
Until that night when he learned and was told of her wife's ways to make a living. She had been paid over 3,000 pounds a night to dance."
Also flirting with almost every man at the nearby London bistro.
Ren was just shocked and stunned at how a marriage, which went from loveful to loveless, hit the rocks.
But everytime they went to court, Passepartout won and gotten full custody of his daughter.
"Let me guess, she had to have something to do with Passepartout's disappearance. Right?"
"She just didn't have had to do with his beatings and disappearance. But she was the mastermind!!"
Ren was so, so flagbusted. Shaking her head, she probably also guessed that Priscilla was the reason for it. It was her 6th birthday. Coming up soon. As the Foggs and Fixs were planning a surprise party. She wanted to invite her friends over.
Passepartout went to pick up some birthday stuff. Like toys and hats. Then, all of a sudden, there were about four men following him.
And they must almost cost him his life. The beatings and throwing him in the hole.
Auoda didn't know why he landed from the 19th to the 21st century.
Then there was the door knob about to open. It was Fogg and Passepartout.
Ren whispered to Auoda. "Let's not bring this up at all. Until Harris' hypnotism in the morning. We don't want to worry Passepartout at all. We have already put him through enough high noon drama!"

Auoda nooded whole hearteldy in agreement. Harris and Dr Shaw came back from the doc's time machine.
To gather all sorts of books and information for the hypnotism therapy.
As all of them ate a hearty meal of roast and veggies.
Harris told Passepartout what he would go through during the hypnosis. He would be brought back into the past.
From his childhood to youth in France. To his earlier jobs and how he became a servant.
How he met Fogg and went around the world. How he became a legend in the aftermath of that famous trip. How the aftermath changed him and the people around him.
How he met his former wife. How he held his daughter for the very first time. And raised Priscilla on his own. How he went missing on that fateful day. How he fell in a hole and made it out alive. How he managed to cling onto dear life. And finally how he ended up in Ren's loft.
After supper, which the Foggs and Fixes seemed to eat whole heartedly for the first time since Passepartout's disappearance.
Harris and Dr Shaw left saying they needed to be ready and prepare for the 7:00 in the morning hypnosis.

Then right before, Harris whispered something in Ren's ear. But she swore to secrecy not to tell Passepartout nor anybody else.
As they left, the Foggs and Fixes went to bed. Ren couldn't sleep that night. Poundering and wondering what would happen if Passepartout would want to return to his century.
Harris told her if he went back to his century or stayed in the 21st century. He probably wouldn't be himself at all.
Not just due to his memory loss. But also because he is madly in love with Ren.
Sure he would be adored by the Foggs and their children.
But Ren, that is a different matter. Good or bad, Ren would have no choice but to accept the fact.
Then she felt someone putting their hands around her. It was Jean.
"Relax madamoselle Ren!! It is only me. I take it you couldn't sleep. Neither could I at all!! How about a massage and both of us could go to sleep!!" Ren, with tears in her eyes, shaked her head a whole lot. Then he made her go to sleep with his gentle and warm hands.
He didn't need to know what was going on. Because he already sensed her face.
What was to happen. And what was to take place. And the aftermaths of how this would all end. When all is said and done.
"Tell me Jean?? And please be honest with me. Are you nervous at what will take place tomorrow? I mean you are taking a very, very big risk at trying to regain part of your memory back?" asked a worried Ren.
"To be honest, I am. But I think by the sense of worry in your eyes, you seemed to be more worried for me than I am for myself.
But we will see what will happen when all is said and done. Don't worry madamoselle Ren. At least I have everybody here with me."
"We shall see tomorrow!! Now won't we??" thought Ren as she drifted to sleep. Thanks to Passepartout.

Meanwhile, in the guest bedroom where Phileas & Auoda was sharing with the Fixes but in separate beds.
Both of the Foggs were talking about what they had seen of their frenchman valet. No longer is he the brave, vibraint, lively, or talkative at all.
But a shy, quiet, and walking with an awful limp on his right foot.
"I can't belive that Passepartout not only doesn't remember us. But also he doesn't remember anything at all about that wonderful and legandary trip all four of us took around the world."
Phileas took his wife's hands and kissed them as she spoke.
"Honey..not only doesn't he remember that legandary trip at all.
But also he doesn't remember any of us. Not me, you, our children, Wilbur & Mildred. Not even his now ex-wife.(Phileas hating to use her name with deceit).
But what is worse of all..he doesn't remember that little precious girl is his daughter. He thought Priscilla was our daughter."

Auoda looked at him in agreement. "I can tell why since she could look like me. Or even Ren.(Phileas shook his head in agreement)
He used to be so, so athelethic. Now he is walking with a limp. A badly huge limp that will be with and follow him the rest of his life.
It is like(Auoda about on the verge of crying)someone took an eraser and erased all of those wonderful and profound memories all away from his brain. BTW, while you and Passepartout were out talking together over coffee.
Ren and I were talking about you two but mainly about Jean.
She also told me that he had to do even the smallest of the simpliest things. Like use the toilet, learn to bathe himself, use his eating utensils.
Learn to read or write even the alphabets or numbers. He didn't know also that an apple was red. Or that he couldn't tell even a plate from a bowl. He is like a...a uh..."
Phileas gently corrected her and held her tight. "I know princess. What he is going through is much, much more than we could and can see him bear.
This has been all but painful for him. As it has been for all of us.
But we have to see what happens tomorrow. Either way, Harris can bring back little to even no memory at all.
If you think that trip around the world was hard. It pales in comparison to the past nearly nine months of what he has been going through. Passepartout is just scared as well as have a little bit of anger & hurt in between.

But also he really, really wants to try to remember us. No matter how hard he tries....the damage in his brain & whole entire skeleton has been done." The usually unflappable Phileas was also in tears about his loyal servant. As he and Auoda embraced themselves tightly.
"I'm really worried Phileas!! Very, very worried about how Passepartout will handle what will happen to him in that hypnotism session!!" Auoda cried.
"Well, we shall see now won't we honey." as he and his wife drifted off to sleep.

Chapter 37: Childhood to Young Adulthood. From the orphanage to the circus

The morning everybody was dreading as they woke up at 5:00 am.
They had some tea and cappicino as well as some dougnuts and other things for breakfast.
Then Harris and Dr Shaw came over to hypnotize Passepartout. They asked again if Passepartout wanted to do this. Passepartout said yes as he saw no harm in it.
But Harris warn him that these memories can either come back to help him or haunt him.
Then all of the shades and windows were closed. Everybody was asked to remain absolutely silent. Not even move a muscle.
Anybody wanted to get up and stretch can do so but with total silence. Then as Priscilla looked up to her now found daddy, Passepartout toched her gently and rubbed her cheeks. She had a doll that Ren gave to her and told her she could have.
Then at 7:00 am came total silence. Harris was trying to get into the memory of Jean.
As he tried to remember everything in the past. From childhood to adulthood.

He went back in time in the early 1800's. He found out a lot of things.
He was born to a couple in their mid forties. He was their only child. They tried to have children.
But the doctors say that they couldn't ever have children. Both were married for twenty two years when they had Passepartout.
He came with a lot of baggage on him. He had a deformed heart. Also he couldn't talk at all due to that heart condition.
Because of this, his biological mom couldn't handle taking care of him. Nor did she want to be married to his dad.
She left both him and his dad when he was only eight months old. She never returned to both of them ever again.
His dad raised him on his own. He was a loving and doting dad. Until at two years old, his dad was playing with him.
There was soup on the fire chimney. He must have forgotten about it.
Because the chimney burned and the fire spread wide. The one bedroom house was on fire.
As his dad knew he probably wouldn't make it out alive. Due to having burns as well as breathing too much smoke, he did the unthinkable as he sacrificed himself. And saved his one and only child.
He gave the child to the Priest who officiated his wedding to his former wife.

The kindly Priest gave his dad his word that he would look after young Jean as his biological father died instantly due to inhaling too much smoke and burns to the fire. Very, very bad burns and injuries.
The Priest took him to the orphanage. He raised him like he was his own child kindly and gently. He learned of his heart defect.
The doctors and nurses realized that the heart defect had to do with him being born to middle age parents. Also heart disease history that must had ran in his parents family.
As the father died instantly after the fire, the priest knew the young baby's name was Jean. He was kept away from the other children in the orphanage. For fears of them catching the heart disease. Also that heart disease contribute to him being mute.
But the kindly priest forgot his parents last name though.
He was a shy and gawky kid who from 2 to 8, moved around from a wheelchair the early years. To a limp at 5 years.
Also he had endured from 2-10 over eighty surgeries to correct his heart. He was completely shut off from the outside world as well as other boys in the orphanage.
He was lauged at and made fun of due to his limp & muteness by the boys as well as some of the priests and nuns.
They all wanted nothing to do with that boy. Except for the kindly priest. The priest taught him how to do everything and anything as he saw potiental in young Jean.

He took him in and under his wing. He taught him how to speak and write. As well as read. He not only was just taught all of those things.
The Priest also exposed him to languages as he spoke about twelve of them. He loved it when the older man spoke those languages to him. He also learned several of them. All at the tender age of 8.
As well but also other things. Like how to paint, write, listen to music.
As the priest was playing the piano, he asked young Jean if he wanted to try. He later learned just in a few months, he played the piano down pat.
As well as read and understand music and tune notes. He also was learning gymnastics and fencing. He beat almost everybody in both of those. The boys who laughed at him finally were afraid of him.
Then as the rules of the orphanage saying kids can't live there past 11 years of age. The priest then would miss him as he was sent to a foster home. They both kept in touch after they parted their ways. Both were hugging and crying as they left.
He then left the orphanage at 11 and lived in foster home to foster home. For about five years.
Then a kindly couple who already had a huge family, adopted him like one of their own at 16.
For the very, very first time, he got to experiecne love and warmth.
By people who wanted to be his family and have a family the same for him.
He lost count of how many foster homes he had been in. He last stopped counting at 30!! Then his parents continued his education music and the arts.

They also took him to the doctors and he had six more operations on his heart. He also learned to speak much more clearer and loud by his adopted & loving dad.
He also learned to do gymastics, paint, sing, cook, among many many things. He learned to play more of the piano and violin. And danced.
But despite the family's huge wealth, they wanted to teach their twelve children as well as Passepartout, the value of not just a dollar.
But also of hard work and preserverance. At school, he breezed his way thorough each and everything. From science, math, art, and music. He astonished his teachers by being a wiz.
He couldn't at all read and write until he was about six years old.
But everytime, he was read to, he remembered the kindly old priest reading to him. That priest opened up his world.
As he also left the orphanage to foster home to foster home. He had loving foster parents each and everytime he encountered those who briefly took him in.
But he knew sadly each time he was in a foster home wasn't for a long, long, time.
What he wanted was "permanant" parents. But until the mid teenage years, no such luck.
Also he didn't have much friends since he was a shy boy.
But also he moved around so much that he must have seen and been all over Europe. From at least over 20 schools.
But that changed as he met his family for good in Paris. He also got into a community college.
At 17, he was the youngest at the time. He also worked to make ends meet despite his parents sending him some money for college.

He worked as a chimney sweeper & taught gymnastics as well as a violin instructor.
He graduated at the top of his class at 20!! He wanted to find a job as a music teacher.
He also was on the gymnastics, cricket, debating, and math teams. He won over 3,000 awards, trophies, plaques, ribbons.
Also he learned martial arts and got about several black belts.
He majored in lingustics and spoke up to twelve lanugages. All before the young and tender age of 21.
But after he got his masters eight months only later, he saw a huge ad for the circus.
They needed some people to apply for jobs fast and quickly.
He offered up himself. They really needed either a clown or trapeze artists. So he could do both if they trained him. They were cool, calm, and collected as they trained him.
They were traveling in three weeks for a year long all around tour of the world.
In eight months of the tour, he was the star attraction of the circus.
He not only was a clown, but a trapeze artist and singer. As well as a gymnast.
Even if the circus messed up their acts or lines, he saved the show and got the circus out of scrapes.
As the circus played to fullly packed houses at night. As well as played at children's wards and hospitals.
Jean was talented as he was the main attraction.

Then while paying off his college tuition and hoping for a PH.D, the circus performers admired his determination of getting them out of little messes.
Also of the languages that he spoke as his adopted family spoke up to twelve lanaugages like the kindly priest.
He was exposed to langauges at the orphangages, his foster homes, and his adopted family. As well as the circus.
It seems if nobody spoke the languages they didn't understand, he spoke them really well.
As well as doing one thing at one time. As they were hesistant at first due to his medical history.
Three weeks before joining the circus, he had his heart corrected. It took not one and not two. But three major surgeries. He was there for ten days. The circus at first told him he could be of no good for them. Due to his medical history.
But then the main attraction at the time was paralyzed due to a huge, huge, fall in circus pratice.
So he was a last minute spur of the momen addition. Just in eight months going from almost having your dreams crushed and in dispair to being the star attraction.
All of his life from childhood to youth, Jean has had the door shut on him. One door to the next.
But due to loving adopted parents and a couple of corrected surgeries. As well as college and his jack of all trades. And getting out of one mess to another. Everything seemed to go according to plan. But there was more on the way. Both good and not so good!

Chapter 38: How Jean Got The Name of Passepartout, Other Jobs, How he met Madeline, How he Met Fogg, & The legendary trip Around the World

While also in the midst of being hypnotized, Passepartout after six years in the circus, was "burnt out".
He then took a job as a seargant fireman. He assisted in many fires.
While doing that, he took a job as a professor of gymnastics.
When he wasn't a firefighter at a local high schol in France.
Both all of his employers from the circus to the fire department and high school were so, so astonished.
About a young man born with a deformed heart and unable to speak. Then had so, so many talents.
He was a singer, a firefighter, a gymnast, a sweeper, a teacher, and a musician.
Just to name a few of his wonderful, wonderful talents.
His gym employer decided to give him a new nickname. A name to get him out of scrapes and out of trouble. As he jumped from one job to another. The teacher told him that everybody is giving him the name of Passepartout. (Pronounced Pass-Parr-Toot) meaning also passing through one door through another. Or one place to another.
So he liked that name. "Cool name he thought".
And at that gym place, he met another teacher named Madeline.

She was young, flirtous, as well as beautiful. Not to mention lively and talkative.
Passepartout supposedly may have climbed from his cocoon to his liveliness and talkative due in part from her.
She & he were inseparable. Despite his flirting with other women and being a boozing womanizing ways, she didn't seem to mind.
Because she was flirting with other men.
Then he got burned out at those jobs. There was another new job opening again. But in England. Where he might try his luck. As a valet.
He applied and went to valet school to train. To be a housekeeper, chef, tailor, and watch children.
It took him six months but he breezed through it in only four months. He thought the job would be good.
Because he wanted to settle down to family life. And also since he traveled with the circus to the UK many, many times, he heard nothing but excellent things about England.
With Madeline also accompaing him. She also was training to be a maid.
But everytime he thought he settled down, he was running about the country with his masters.
They went on safaris, banquets, conferences, business meetings, vacations, everything and all things.
In all during, the past five years he quit France for England, he looked for repose. But so far, he served in ten English houses.

Several of his masters came home drunk, and were out there chasing women.
As well as getting in trouble with the police.
But then he heard a gentleman who never, ever traveled hardly in his life. Wasn't a womanizer, nor in trouble with the law, in fact had no private life whatsoever.
Only he was a member of the Reform Club and was mysterious and private.
In matter of fact, not even public employment as people at the club didn't know how he got his wealth.
His name was Phileas Fogg. A wierd name but that was his ideal employer. He went at Saville Row #7. And presented himself to Fogg.
Fogg was quiet and a man of a few words but authorative. He presented himself during the interview.
Than was hired despite only at least three minutes with Fogg. He thought he found his ideal employer.
Until Fogg made him pack to make that legendary trip around the world.
The frenchman wanted a quiet life but now he was told to pack up at once.
Until they made that 80 Days trip with only two shirts and three pairs of stockings as well as 20,000 pounds.
For a wierd and mysterious Englishman who never, ever traveled outside England and led a so-called "private and quiet life."
Among the adventures, they went to sixteen countries and three main rivers. With five to six continents.
They rescued the princess Auoda as well as Passepartout saving passengers from a train from Indians.
And when Fogg was arrested and charged with robbing the Bank of England, it was cleared up.
After he thought he lost his wager, he actually won.
When he ordered Passepartout to go and find the minister, the minister showed him the paper.
Passepartout made him win his bet and married Auoda.
The once Detective Fixx, once Fogg's enemy now turned friend.
Whom Fogg and his wife entrusted their children to him and Mildred. As well as Passepartout.
But then a dark shawdow would cast the seeminly happy go lucky frenchman. As he was also married to Madeline. Yet again another string of bad luck would follow the poor frenchman.

 

[JPPT1974]

Part VII:
Passepartout the Family Man, Cause of His Memory Loss, Meeting Ren & Tough Choices

Chapter 39: Marriage, Fatherhood, and Divorce

Then it went from Passepartout's Marriage into fatherhood.
As both Phileas and Auoda welcomed their first two children into the world,
As both poor Passepartout and Madeline did their best to conceive.
But to no avail whatsoever.
As Passepartout took his wife over to the doctor, it was learned that she couldn't have kids. Or so they thought.
They in the meantime, played with Fogg's two kids. They were doting aunt & uncle to their children.
The children played around with their "Aunt Madeline and Uncle Passepartout".
The two let them beat them at cards, rode horses, ticked each other, and played hide and go seek.
But despite being loving to Phileas and Auoda's kids, they desperately wanted a child of their own.
Then the former detective Wilbur Fix wanted to help the frenchman and his wife in their attempts to have a child.
When they learned that Japan was going to open an adoption agency, Fix jumped right on it.
He went through so, so, much paperwork. As well as went through lots & lots of redtape.
Then after nearly seven years childless, they had their little girl.
They named her Priscilla Auoda Fogg Madeline Mildred Passepartout.
She was the delight of Passepartout's life. That all he ever cared about.
He always wanted to be a father. Ever since he was a little boy.

Also since he was a doting uncle to Fogg and Auoda's kids. As they lovingly called him Uncle Passepartout.
But in the midst of all of the joy and celebration of now havin a family, Madeline didn't look too happy.
As Jean spent almost all of his time and energy. Day in and day out. With little Priscilla. He was a doting and loving dad.
He pledged to give her what she wanted and needed. Madeline thought that was wrecking their once lively and lovable marriage.
After only two weeks of adopting Priscilla, Passepartout's wife walked out on both him and their two week year old infant daughter.
Passepartout thought it was something that he did. He might have been not paying much attention to his wife ever since they got Priscilla.
He thought Madeline needed to cool off in the marriage. He waited and waiting for her to come home.
Waiting for her to come by his door. Wanting to start over again in their marriage. But each day past. Day after day. Hour after hour.
Then the days turned into weeks. Week after week.
Then the weeks turned into months. Month after month.
But in the meantime, he still was the doting and loving dad a child like Priscilla could ever, ever want. He did things with her day in, day out.
He ticked her lovingly. Read her stories. Fixed her dinner and her formula. Bathed and diapered her. Took her to places along with the Foggs and Fixes. And also by themselves.

With hopes of Madeline returning. But then she did return after six months of disappearing.
In the form of divorce papers. Saying she didn't love him anymore. Ever since he was inseparable with Priscilla.
And that she doesn't want to be his wife anymore. Just sign the divorce papers. To make the divorce officially legal.
Passepartout was so, so devestated. He was also so, so heartbroken.
He thought he didn't do anything wrong with his wife. But loved her and took care of her unconditionally.
But she wanted to make it a done deal. As he was so, so loyal to her, he also gave her what she wanted. And did sign his name on the papers.
And now, he is a single dad. And she is finally free to do whatever she pleases.
Both Phileas and Wilbur told him not to worry. That he will find love again. But he did have Priscilla in his life.
Passepartout realized he needed to stay strong for Priscilla. And that was good for both of them.
He thought he saw the last of his now former spouse. Or so he thought. But he was dead wrong. He saw her again. Six years later.

Chapter 40: An "Unknown" Stranger Comes Back Into Passepartout's Life, The Day of Passepartout's Disappearance, What and How Passepartout Felt as He was Separated from His Little Girl As Well As Falling over 10,000 feet & The End of the First Hypnotism.

Then six years later, when Passepartout and daughter Priscilla were minding their own business, there was a knock on their door. Lo and behold, it was an unrecognizable and skinny like a skeleton Madeline. As he opened the door, Passepartout was so, so stunned.
She asked if they could try again on their marriage and also try to be a good mother to Priscilla.
But Passepartout caught her a few days ago. She was in a bar working as a dancer in the London pub.
Dancing and "flirting" with men. Also using the 3,000 pounds a night to support her drug and alcohol habit.
Passepartout told her that he and his little girl have moved on with their lives.
And that his former spouse should do the same.
And that he could never, ever forgive her for walking out on both of them. How Priscilla was thriving in school. How she was making friends.
How Madeline could be so, so heartless only thinking of no one but herself.

"Mon Dieu!! I was really, really doing my best to provide for you. Care for you. Love you. Give you everything you wanted.
But even a child couldn't help sastify your so-called "cravings".
What are we Madeline? A cash cow??
I waited and waited for you to return after I signed the divorce papers.
But then I had to get on with my life. For Priscilla's sake.
She is getting more beautiful and thriving each and every time. You think I would entrust her to you.
That would be a big, big mistake!! She needs to be in a healthy environment."
Then Madeline threatened him with gaining custody of Priscilla. Making threats on his life. Making sure he would go to an early grave.
But Passepartout said he is moving on as with Priscilla. Said goodbye and SLAM!! Slam the door shut on her face.
That was not the first time she threaten him. Nor would it be the last.
She subpenoed him for full custody while he counterparted and got a restraining order after threats were made on his life.
If his ex came near at least three feet of both of him and Priscilla, she would be arrested & thrown in jail.

Afterwards, she and he went to court over an six month period.
Four times and everytime, Madeline had her case thrown out. Due to her boozing & drug habit.
And the way she was making a living. Dancing in bars. Passepartout was awarded full custody of Priscilla.
Madeline then wanted to really, really get back at her former spouse.
Coming up on the sixth birthday of Priscilla's and ready to have her friends come over Fogg's #7 Saville Row.
The Foggs and Fixes were planning for her party. As Auoda and Mildred were baking the cake.
While Wilbur & Phileas had the gifts and balloons ready.
Passepartout was helping Priscilla with a dress and after a wonderful day at the carousel, both were headed to Fogg's home.
Passepartout then noticed three huge men. About all of them 6'5" and 250 pounds of muscles.
Then as they followed him, he got scared. For his daughter's Priscilla's sake. As he kept running and running, a fourth person came to grab Priscilla. And ran off with her.

As Passepartout was running after the man with his daughter. Then one of the three men pounced on Passepartout.
Passepartout then gave the three men punches and kicks. But to no avail as one of the men, came up behind him. And punched him in the back.
Then the men took turns punching him badly. Several times in the face. And several times in the stomach. Also he was kicked in the ribs.
They broke his arm by breaking it in half. The same with his leg. They kicked him mercifully. He had also a very bloodied face and two deeply dark black eyes.
Then they realized that they couldn't shot and kill him.
Because the police knew they would be suspects. So they did the next best thing.
They carried him to a horse and carriage. They kept driving the badly beaten & badly broken frenchman. Until they saw a huge, huge hole.
Then they ripped his clothes on him. From his jacket and shirt to his pants. From head to toe. Then they grabbed the badly injured Passepartout.
Two men on his arms. One man on his feet. They swung him on the count of three.
One-Two-Three they swung him hard and dropped him in the hole.
"Sweetdreams!! Frenchman! Today is your last day on earth boy!!" snided one of the sarcastic men.
"Come on, I will buy you a beer to celebrate!!" snided the second man.

Passepartout then fell about over like 10,000 feet. But more like 20,000 feet. He fell all over and over. It didn't seem to stop at all.
He fell all over the rocks and the grounds. He was yelling and yelling. Hoping that the fall would stop real, real soon.
It felt like falling many, many times off the face of the earth.
Then all of a sudden, BONK!!
Passepartout felt his whole entire body fall at one place, at one time.
He felt every bone in his body was shattered and broken. He couldn't move at all.
He felt that like as he heard one of those men say. His last day on earth was really his last day. He didn't know whether to live or die that day. Because he didn't have his precious Priscilla with him.
Then the hypnotism stopped on the count of Harris fingers.
"One-two-three. SNAP!!" gently called Harris. As Passepartout opened his eyes as he was all sweaty and also in tears. As he looked at Priscilla.
Then he had a confession to make as everybody from Fogg & Fix to Ren and the doc. As they all were prepared for his answer. Whether he wanted to remember or not.
"I don't really, really remember all of that in my childhood.
Like the orphanages, the fire that cost my biological dad his life.
The circus, the other odd jobs, my adopted parents & my twelve siblings.
How I got the name of Passepartout. How I became a valet and met you Monseiur Fogg. How we went and make that legndary trip around the world. How I was brave in that attempt. That is if you want to call it that way. How I gotten married and how I was a womanizing boozer."

Then as Harris gently took the frenchman by the shoulders and calmed him down gently. As he looked at his now reuntied little girl Priscilla. He grabbed her by the hand and picked her up.
And grabbed her and hugged her wholeheartedly. How he was red faced from crying & feeling guilt about missing out on so much of his little girl.
"Oh, Priscilla!! I am, so, so sorry I missed your birthday!! I want you to know I wasn't messing around. Or anything!! I am so, so sorry honey!!"
Crying out loud, Priscilla then touched his cheeks. She kissed him on the forehead.
"Don't worry daddy. I know you are not that kind of daddy. I am glad that I found you. We are reunited again daddy!!!"
Passepartout was kissing her hands as well as all over her face.
"I promise honey never ever again will you and I be separated again. We will be together this time for good." cried the poor young frenchman.
Passepartout was crying much more harder. And kissing his now reunited little girl.
"Yes, we are reunited for sure daddy!! I never, ever to be separated from you again daddy!! Never, ever again I want to go back to mommy!!" cried his little girl hugging her daddy lovingly.
She seemed smart and intelligent for a girl her six years old.
But Fogg gently laughingly corrected Passeparout and told him she was seven now.
But that didn't matter to the frenchman. He at least had his as he called her "Precious Priscilla" back. To hold and lean on.

Harris told the group it was noon as he looked at his watch.
"Lads, how time flies fast!! Let's take a little break and reconvene at 2:00 pm. Have a little lunch perhaps.
Let's do our best to settle down a bit. Since this has been very, very dramatic for Passepartout!!" Everybody agreed wholeheartedly.
"Yeah! Very, very dramatic I might add as I speak for everybody here!" gently admitted Mr Fix.
Then Passepartout motioned Ren to come here to him as he hugged her. As Harris prepared the next session, Phileas could tell the love his servant had for Ren and Priscilla.
How Jean helped Ren see and open her eyes. As well as her heart and soul to even the smaller things.
How both would be devestated if both left each other. Her in the present time. And him in the 19th century.

Chapter 41: A Conversation Between Ren & Phileas Fogg

As Passepartout was playing with his little girl and as she was comforted her doting daddy more than he was comforting his lovable daughter.
Ren had to talk with the famous traveler. She was a bit nervous but didn't know why. But she became cool, clam, and collected.
"Mr Fogg?" she asked.
"Phileas please Ren!!" warmed the Englishman.
Ren smiling wide knowing she could trust him. "What would happen if Passepartout wants to go back in his time?
I mean how would he be treated by you, Auoda, The Fixes!!
I mean Dr Shaw told you about him not being able to remember anything from the 19th century.
It is like his memory has been wiped off the face of the earth. He is like a little kid.(Pausing between words).
He is a very vulnerable man. But you know more about him than I do. As he has been with you all for years."
Phileas then sat down and motioned for Ren to do the same.
"Ren, he has indeed been with me for years. And you are right. That he is a vulnerable man.
And a passionate man who hurts easily as you can tell. Memory loss or not."
Ren then had a worried look as she looked straight on at Fogg. Fogg reassured her of her worries. And continued.
"We have treated him more like family and a great friend. I can assure you Ren.
Despite his flaws, he was and still is very loyal and faithful. Not just as a servant. But like one of us. Auoda, me, Fix, his wife, and our children."
Ren asked him another question. He seemed to be much more smarter and honest than he appeared to be.

"I just don't want anything to happen to him. That is all I could ask.
As you know how the damage done to him and his body. Has been done. Nobody and nothing can and will help bring back all those childhood & young adulthood memories. Back to him like a snap of the fingers." said both a concerned & worried Ren.
"I know he is very, very popular here Ren. Very welcomable and everybody is crazy about him.
To be honest, it wouldn't surprise me if he stayed here. With you. Because you belong to each other. From my point of view and my wife and the Fixes. As well as Harris and the doc." comforted the good natured Fogg.
Ren interrupted politely. "Forgive me for interrupting. But the only way for him to go back is his little girl. That is the only good thing. With all due respect.
No matter how many, many times you and Auoda try. Not even Harris nor the doc.
Those memories of the past. Like definately the trip around the world.
He definately wants to remember so, so badly. Even bringing pictures of everything from childhood, the circus, being a valet, and being a family man. He has that special kind of amnesia. No matter how hard you all or him tries. He can't remember one ounce of the past at all."

Ren beginning to worry about her boyfriend. Phileas seemed to understand her as well.
But also didn't want him to remember one thing at all. Of course, Ren knew what he was talking about and mean. His ex-wife Madeline.
"If I were him, I wouldn't want to go back to Madeline. Because of the painful memories of her leaving and saying she didn't love Passepartout at all.
Leaving him all by himself. To raise that little baby now little girl on his own.
But it turned out for the better. He was a hands-on and lovable daddy. He provided for his little girl. Anything and everything. With her day in and day out.
Before, during, and after their marriage, she cheated on him. When she told him she was doing things like go shopping & to the theatre, she didn't go "shopping" or to the "theatre".
But cheated on him all the time. She also covered up her cheating really well I'm afraid to admit. She took baths and rinsed herself off." said an angry but very concerned Mr Fogg.
Ren shaking her head in disgust.
"He was so, so loyal to her no matter what occured. And like you said, despite his flaws, he was so faithful.
And when Priscilla came, it seemed to put a damp in her lifestyle. I heard she had over it seems 10,000 lovers!!"
Phileas, despite knowing Ren only for a few days but knew she was articulate & smart, knew she have had to heard about that. From his wife.
"Much, much, more than that Ren!! She has since remembered. About three or four times. She has two or three kids!!

(Ren dropping her mouth and eyes popped wide)Remeber the doc who said that she couldn't have any kids. Well, he was one of her lovers!!" answers a disgusted Phileas.
"You are right Mr Fogg. I mean Phileas, if he doesn't want to go back to that time. Too many painful memories. But how would you and your wife and the Fixes feel. If he goes back or doesn't?"
Fogg knew he was put to the test. "Like I said I can assure you Ren.
We treated Passepartout like family and he is indeed family.
The kids admire and love their "Uncle Passepartout". He is more than my servant.
He is an excellent friend, teacher, and a doting family man. If he wants to come back, that will be his decision and his decision alone.
I stopped making decions a long, long time ago for him. That will be entirely up to him.
But if he stays with you, my wife and the Fixes, as well as I, will have to accept it." agreed Fogg.
"Like I would have to accept it if he goes back with you!! I would be disappointed and my home would be empty.
As well as my heart and soul, will be empty. Your hearts and souls will be empty too. If it became the other way around."

Phileas didn't let her gently finish her sentence as Harris was ready for the second half hypnotism.
As Harris motioned for them to come back to the living room..
"Our hearts and souls will be empty. As well as our home.
He sung operas from Carmen to Carmina Burma. There was always laughter and playing.
All coming from him. He was lively and talkative.
But ever since that horrible, horrible fall that nearly broke every bone in his body. And fractured his skull, he is more like a quiet and shy. Like a three year old.
But the person most devestated would be you. I don't think he could live within himself if he left you all alone.
Not just physically but mentally. And most of all emotionally(Fogg taking her hand and thrusting it upon his heart.)
So, don't give up hope yet. Priscilla may be the only thing holding him back in the 19th century. But his heart and soul belong here. And, most of all, with you Ren!!"
As Fogg gently kissed her on the cheek, she had high hopes and took him at his word.

Chapter 42: How Passepartout survived His Bruises & Wounds And Came to Meet Ren.

Then back to the second half hypnotism of Passepartout would reveal how he survived his wounds and broken bones.
He was laying on the concrete ground left for dead. Trying to get some help by yelling for help.
But all of the people looked at him like a drunk. They ignored him as well as do much more worse.
The people walking around him and also on him. Spat at him. Threw garbage at him. Kicked him all over.
Then it seemed several days went by. But felt more like a whole entire lifetime to him.
Then there were all of a sudden about four or five people. As they came up to approach the badly beaten and injured young frenchman.
As Passepartout looked at them barely, he realized they were just like him.
For they too were homeless as well.
As they also looked like him. Dirty, filfthy, bad-smelling as well as growing both a beard and long hair.
Smelled awful like they didn't take a bath in who knows how long.

As they carried the beaten and bloodied man. To the underground world. Where there were dozens and dozens of other people like them. Homeless. Penniless.
Trying to start fires inside garbage cans to keep them warm. With ripped up clothes they had worned for who knows how long. They also had buggies with stuff.
Like clothes that people don't need. Throw them away. Send them to the Salvation Army nearby.
They took care of Passepartout as about 30 homeless people came right beside him.
They had never, ever seen an injured man. Like poor Jean.
He was bloodied and unrecognizable. Moaning, groaning, and hurting very badly.
Also he didn't speak very broken english. As it occured to them he wasn't an American but a foreigner.
He was speaking a language that they couldn't understand. They knew he had to be European. But which country?
Someone then came up and found out he was a frenchman. Because one of the homeless people speaks french fairly well.
They made sure the young frenchman wouldn't die on their "doorsteps". They poured stuff like alcohol & peroxide on his sores. As well as bandaged them all up.
And an Indian woman came to do a dance over him. She told him as well as the others in the crowd that was for making him well.
She also poured water all over his body. The Indian woman says it isn't just only water. But it is medicine to make his wounds not get so infected.

They got him some sheets as well as whatever food they could find. They fed him.
He was sometimes in a coma. Because of the intent of his injuries.
They held him up one day and put him in a stretcher they built. Just for him. To make sure that he could get some help from the doctor.
As they knew a hospital couldn't take him. Since he was broke of course.
He spoke also a little bit of english as well. If not that great at all.
He only said very few english words like thank you and yes.
The people must have learned that he heard them speak. All around him and away from him.
They tried to go as hard as they could go.
But then, they found like an apartment complex. The complex was very, very nice looking. And built like a house off red bricks.
Then they went about fifteen miles carrying him on a stretcher to the loft. Why instead of a doctor's office or hospital other than being broke remains unknown.
Then the people loaded him on the stretcher from the apartment tower. And onto one of the apartment lofts.
The man was barely alive. As he was knocking on the window glass several times.
They told him to keep knocking and knocking. As he did so.

Then as the young woman's voice was scared but also firm. Asking the man to leave her loft at once. Or else have the police come down on him.
Then after a few quiet minutes, SMASH!!!!!
He smashed into the loft of Rena MacCarren's. The crime writer and columnist.
How those homeless people sent someone into the workaholic young writer's loft as well as her life forever. As she also changed his life forever too.
As she also changed his life and his way of thinking too also.
And how that young man needed someone to help nurse him back to help. As well as for someone to care for him and love him. The way he wanted to be loved.
Then Harris count to three and snapped his fingers. Afterwards, Passepartout looked at Ren teary-eyed. As she did the same way for him.
"Oh Madamoselle Ren!! That is how...I came into your loft. As well as your life. Those people brought me to you. Had they not brought me to you....I."
Then Ren jumped up and grabbed him as both held each other so, so tight they didn't want to let go of each other.
"Shuushhhhhhhh!! Don't think about that Passepartout. You were brought into my life like a guardian angel.
Had you not been brought into my life that day, my life wouldn't change at all. But you came into my life & changed my outlook on life. Forever and ever."

As Jean kissed Ren all over, Phileas and Auoda looked at Harris & Dr Shaw. LIke Phileas said, they both belong to each other.

Chapter 43: Passepartout Spending Time With Priscilla for the First Time since His Disappearance & Giving Him Hope In Midst of Difficult Choices & Decisions

Then Passepartout looking at his daughter. Seeing all of the time as well as days, week, & months he missed with Priscilla.
He felt so, so guilty feeling like an absenty father. He asked everybody in the room if he could take Priscilla for a milkshake.
To catch up on what she was doing. And how she was.
Everybody didn't seem to mind at all. They all excused both of them wholeheartedly.
Then they walked to the nearby bistro. Where everybody said hello to Passepartout.
As he and Ren were regulars there. Also he took Fogg there the other day.
He got his little girl a milkshake, which she seemed to enjoy a whole lot.
He got her seconds and thirds. She seemed to not have eaten much sweets since the time of his disappearance.
And he learned, the time of her being kidnapped.

"Daddy, I have really, really missed you so, so much!! When I was with mommy, she was no fun at all. She didn't want to do anything fun after you went missing.
I only had to do homework, clean her little house, and have no sweets whatsoever. Not even a cup of sugar.
Oh daddy!! How I missed having fun with you and being held by you. Of all of those fun times we had together."
Passepartout wasn't surprised by his ex-wife's uncaring and unloving demeanor.
But he was angry and hopping mad at the way she treated Priscilla.
Priscilla also told Passepartout that she danced and dressed up for her mommy's nightclub acts everynight.
How her "mommy" showed her the value of a dollar. More like a cash cow. Passepartout became more & more angrier at every word his little girl said about how his ex used their daughter.
More like his daughter. And worse, more like Madeline's meal ticket.
How mommy spent the money she earned each and every night dancing on booze and drugs.
Never giving even one single thought about his little precious girl.
As Passepartout then looked for the first time at his daughter's figure. She was nothing but skin & bones. Her face was pale as was her skin. Her lips.
She told him of all the horror stories about her mommy. She was there with her mommy and some different kind of man. Each and every night.
Priscilla would go to bed hungry. As Madeline kept the money to herself.
And never, ever bought things for Priscilla.
As Priscilla told Passepartout that she was kidnapped by "mommy" for about six months. As she has gained about ten of the sixty pounds she lost!

Well she beat Passepartout by two months as he went missing for eight months.
Then Passepartout picked up his little girl as she was crying for the very, very first time.
"Oh, daddy!! How I missed being in your arms! How I missed you reading me stories! How I missed playing with you! Ticking you and tickling me." Passepartout promised her that he would never, ever leave her again. And most of all, never ever let her around her mommy again.
"I promise you darling!! Never ever, leave you again. I can & assure you!
You will never, ever see mommy again!! We are together now! Just you & I!! I will see to it that you and I are never, ever separated again sweetie".
The little girl kept bursting into tears. Passepartout could sensed his little girl really missed her daddy very, very badly.
"I was with mommy for six months, three weeks, and two days. It was horrible daddy!! I never, ever want to see her again. I know that is bad to say.
But I never, ever want to be separated from you again daddy!!"
"Oh, honey! That ain't bad!! Because your mommy isn't your mommy at all!! Nor will she ever be! I love you so, so much!"
Passepartout hugging and kissing his little girl. Then she continued as he was holding her all over
"But Uncle Phileas & Aunt Auoda got the police and they found mommy, me, & another man named Lenior. Boarding a train to Germany.
They rescued me and took mommy & Lenior away!! I was so, so glad!! You should had seen it all daddy!"

Passepartout was glad that the Fogg's not only searched for him and found him alive. But went out of their way to find his daughter.
After nearly seven months she came back alive and well. But one thing wasn't settled for sure. If Priscilla wanted to go back to the 19th century.
"Priscilla, I was wondering!! Do you want to go back to the 19th century? Since you made a lot of friends there?
If you want to go back, I don't mind going back with you. But I must warn you as I warned Monsieur Fogg & Auoda.
I don't remember anything from that century at all. Since you know what amnesia is don't you?"
Priscilla nodded like she knew. "I know daddy. But I also think about you also. If you want to go back with me that is fine!! I would love that daddy.
But I will go wherever you go. Since you are my daddy. I will live where you want to live.
If you want to live there, that is fine with me! I know about my schooling & friends. But I can make new friends here. And start not just a new school. But a new life. And since you love Ren. I just want you happy daddy!! Since you mean the world to me daddy. Oh! Daddy!!"
Passepartout,in tears all over his face, dripping from his clothes, picked up his daughter.
"Oh Priscilla honey!! Thank you! I love you so, so very, very much!! You mean the whole entire world to me!! No matter what occurs! Sweetie nothing and nobody can and will ever come between us ever again."

As both embraced and love each other. Passepartout was faced with a difficult decision. And must chose not just for his sake.
But a little girl who he loved and adored. She was the one holding him back to the 19th century. The century he grew up in.
But also, he loved being in the 21st century. And one person he knew would be devestated if he went back.
The one person who gave him a will to live. The one true person who loved him for who he is.
But this is Ren's century. Passepartout knew as she knew this is where she belonged.
Because this is where she made her living. She loved him for one thing. For being just him. Not because of him being made famous by Jules Verne.
But by his character and loyality. The love of his daughter. The love of his friends and family. Both in the past 19th century and present 21st century. Tough decisions. Tough choices the poor frenchman would have to make.
He would have to sacrifice one over the other. His daughter though gave him a new perspective.
And that gave him hope for what to do. In chosing where he wanted to live. And most of all be with.

 

[JPPT1974]

Part VIII: Making Tough Choices for the Past & Present But Most of All, the Future:

Chapter 44: The Big Hole

While Passepartout was out with his daughter, Ren had to know something. As with everybody else in the loft.
How did Passepartout fall down that huge, huge hole.
Harris finally thinks he knows why and how. As the suave Englishman seemed to know all the answers.
Of course he time traveled over 500,000 miles in nearly sixteen years. And was also a scientist.
Of course, Madeline wanted to get rid of her former spouse. And not let him see their little girl again.
But she went to a witch doctor named Agatha. Agatha heard about Madeline's "problems" with Passepartout.
Agatha was sympathetic and would finish her ex "once and for all!!"
Madeline then saw three bouncers who served time in an English jail.
She paid each 1,000 pounds to settle the score with her husband.
Then Agatha planned a huge, huge hole for the men to put Passepartout in.
She made the hole go from the 19th century England to 21st century Washington DC.
Agatha promised not to disappoint Madeline. It took a few days to set it up. Then on Priscilla's sixth birthday, it was all ready.

The men then followed Passepartout as one of the men grabbed Priscilla. They badly beat him up.
Took him from the dress shop where he was buying Priscilla a dress. Then they went ten miles from there to the great big hole.
The three threw him so, so hard in the hole. The hole then covered about over 3,000 miles. But the hole had a catch.
It led Passepartout to a different century and millienium. He fell all over the ground.
Falling down to the hard concrete. His skull fractured as the brain tissue nearly cut off his oxygen.
Then that is where the homeless people got him and took care of him. Then, he was led to Ren's loft. And most of all, her life.
Ren then had to ask the obvious and also how did the Foggs and Fixes feel about him being gone all of those eight months.
Ren then asked how did England cover Passepartout's disappearance in the 19th century. Phileas, as always it seems, had an answer to her question.

Chapter 45: Passepartout's Disappearance in England in the 19th Century

Phileas, tall and handsome as the book explained and very, very proper as well, explained everything to Ren.
"We all knew that he would never, ever do such a thing or pull a stunt in missing his daugther's birthday.
But when we got the news that Priscilla was kidnapped and he went missing, we had to know that Madeline was involved.
Oh, I wished that both never got married.(All agreed and shook their heads). But the police came and question us. About our friendship and relationship with them. Wilbur promised to make sure Passepartout was found. Alive and safe.
He was on the front pages with his picture for nearly a month. But there were no leads and no suspects."
Ren, always the "detective", had to ask the unthinkable.
"Did you or the police interview Madeline? Since she was the mastermind."
Phileas then shook his head grimly.
"They did interview her. But she, of course, denied her involvement in his disappearance and Priscilla's kidnapping all the time.
She was interviewed over and over for the next six months. The investigation was always going up and down up and down."
Auoda came and held her husband's hands. She continued her husband's sentence.
"The months grew long and long. The police told us not to investigate ourselves.
And that they seem to have found no wrongdoing in Madeline.
But if the police wanted the case shut, then Phileas and Wilbur would, in a way. Pick up where they left off you can say."
Ren then had to go to the restroom. Then after she was excused and went, she sat back down. She was in tears as Mr Fix gave her a kleenex.

They asked her if she wanted them to stop. But she wanted them to press on. Fogg continued.
"We went to a bar. Mr Fix and I for some beers. We sat down to take a break in finding Passepartout.
We also while investigating, kept up and followed Madeline. She didn't seem worried at all.
She was fiddling around and flrting with other men. No wonder she was doing that behind Passepartout's back. She was as heartless as ...."
"As ice!!" replied Mr Fix finishing Fogg's sentence.
Fogg then continued while he and Mr Fix were at the bar.
"Lo and behold as we were leaving to call it a day. We saw as the backup dancers were going to take a five. MADELINE!!!!
Here she was with another surprise... PRISCILLA!!
Both were dancing and getting lots and lots of money. Madeline was using Priscilla only as a pawn. But worse, her meal ticket!!"
Ren shaking her head side-to-side asked
"Did she look at you two not knowing you two would be there??"
"Yes!! She did and when she saw us, she tried to run away. With Priscilla in her hand!! grimanced Fogg
"Fix got Priscilla thankfully out of her hands and most of all, her mom's care.
I then caught Madeline and told her to tell us the truth about Passepartout. Or she would be sent to the gallows."

She try to deny everything and anything about her former husband.
But she who was cool and calm with the police broke down and Fix and I.
Fix pulled out pictures of her flirting with men. Also of her being unfit for a mother.
Not seeing that her daughter's needs being met. Nor even kissing and hugging her. Cold & callous.
She then was weeping and told how she got rid of Passepartout. Or so we thought.
We told her to find the men who did beat Passepartout to a pulp. And find them she did.
She took us to the men, who were arrested and charged with attempted murder.
She would get a jail sentence for only about two years. And she would avoid the gallows.
But....there was one catch in avoiding the gallows and a long prison sentence.
She was never, ever allow to go near her little girl again. Nor more less see her again. If she was at least two inches, she would be arrested and never, ever return to England again.
Then they went to that lady's house who made Passepartout fall through the hole. She was charged with the plot to murder Passepartout.
She knew how to go through the hole. They then notify Harris.
He came back on his time machine. How to "forward" a hole is easy.
But how to "reverse" it was hard. As it takes about three months for the lady to do that."

Then Fix explained how they met Harris since he was the "Verne historian" as the suave Harris liked to put it.
As they knew him by now since he traveled to 19th century England all of the time by his time machine.
As Harris contacted Dr Shaw, who would help the Foggs and Fixes make the trip to the year 2005.
While Harris would soon join them after helping the witch doctor reverse the spell. Auoda was about to tear up.
"You should had seen Priscilla. If you thought Madeline was all skin and bones, Priscilla was much, much more worse.
Not just in bones and skin but wasn't taken care of at all. Mentally and emotionally as well as physically.
She told me and Mildred after we served her roast and potatos that was the very, very first meal she has ever had after being kidnapped.
She told us all she had was a banana in the morning. Bread and an apple at lunch. For dinner, just some finger foods."
Ren felt so, so sorry for the little girl. But complimented that Priscilla seemed to get much better healthy as well as mentally.
"But does Passepartout want to know about like how he feel in that hole that led him here?
How Madeline treated their daughter? Or much more worse, she doesn't deserve to be a mom." asked a concerned Ren.
Everybody was speechless. But then Harris spoke up despite he was the quiestest of the bunch.

"This is a much more longer story than everybody has explained to you Ms. MacCarren.
But I can assure you that Madeline will never, ever see Priscilla again.
That will be the last time Passepartout not only sees her but hears from her ever, ever again. That witch doctor closed her practice and will never pratice witchcraft again thank goodness.
But most of all, the decision of Passepartout wanting to return back to his world.
But if I were him, I think he has had enough of the story and high noon drama. Telling him more details would make him even much more angrier.
Or stay in the world that he seems and destine to belong. And all of the people in the loft might add, really wants to belong. But the decision falls on the frenchman and his words over their words."

Chapter 46: Tough Choice that Will Affect the Past, Present, & Future for Jean Passepartout

Then as soon as Harris was saying that, he shushed everybody in the room. As he motioned for Ren and Fogg to stand by him in the window.
It was Passepartout with Priscilla. She had several more stuffed animals.
As she and her daddy were hugging each other. Then Ren got the door as Jean kissed her on the cheek gently.
Passepartout then asked everybody to sit down and not say a word.
Because he already thought about his decision about where he was going to live.
How his choice will affect not just him. But everybody from the Foggs and Fixes to Ren.
But most of all, his little girl. As well as both the 19th century as well as 2005. He took off his hat and jacket as Ren went to get both of them go hang up.
Then he sat down and breathed a few breaths. And also tried to act cool and calm. But everybody in the world knew that this decision would be more tougher on him to talk than for them to listen.

"This is going to be much more harder than I expected this to be you all! But I took my little girl out.
We had a great time by the way. This is the reason I made my decision so soon and so quick.
Because of her!! I missed up to nearly eight months with her. Seeing her grow up during those eight months that I was away.
I(Passepartout choking up nearly)wished that if I could just.. snap my fingers, that all of this.. the time that I missed. And was nearly clinging onto life, would all go away.
But all of this, my being away and gone missing. And presumed dead. Can't ever go away.
Because the damage has been done I am afraid. And due to the huge & massive memory loss that I have been told by the doc.
I can never, ever remember those memories at all.
From childhood like the orphanages, the heart defect I was born with that caused me to be mute.
The kindly priests who taught me to speak, to do all kinds of things like being a gymnast, a musician, speaking lanuages, excelling in schools, etc.
The youth when I went from the foster home to foster home.
Then to a huge family that took a risk and adopted me. When I went to college and into the circus. Had all of these jobs.
How I got my nickname of Passepartout. Being a valet especially with you Mr Fogg. Making that historical trip.
Being married, which to no offense, I wished I wasn't(everybody in the room shook their heads in agreement).
But the greatest thing that really came out of the bad & into the good. Is having my daughter with me. She is the love of my life. She is all that I have. Or so I thought.
Monseiur Fogg & Auoda, I realized also with you as well as the Fixes(pointing at Mr & Mrs Fix).
How lucky I am to have you all. That you treated me more than just a servant. Or just "another employee".
But as a friend and a family member. And to Monsieur Fogg's and Miss Auoda's children, Uncle Passepartout.

I wished I can go back and remember all of that. But the sad part is, I won't be able at all to remember anything.
You all will have a special place in my heart and in my soul. No matter if I have this total amnesia or not.
You all are special and you all mean the world to me.(Auoda in buckets of tears as her husband put his arms around her shoulders. Mr Fix doing the same with his wife, also in tears.)
But my being here in present time. I have to look gives me the chance to start all over again.
To make a clean slate. When I was beaten to near death and thought I would never make it at all.
I came here to this young woman's loft(pointing to Ren and motioning for her to come there to him. She puts her arms around his shoulders).
This lady not only made sure that I heal well. But changed my life and my perspective on life. She made sure that I was a somebody.
When I was thrown away like a candy bar wrapper. With no chance of making it out alive at all.
But she helped me through the good and not so good times.
She went out of her way to help one person. Gave up her whole entire schedule of writing and traveling.
As well as teaching. I can, by no means, as much as I will try to do in my whole entire life. Until I go to my grave. Ever, ever repay her.
She just wants one thing from me and that is only my friendship. As well as my concern for her.
I feel that I am most needed here. And want to be here not just for my little girl.
But for Ren as well. I feel I have a chance to make a new life here.
And I hope that you Phileas, Auoda, Wilbur, Mildred, & the children don't mind.
But I never, ever had a home to really call permanent. Though you all were so, so kind in helping me have a home with Priscilla in 7 Saville Road.

This will give me a chance to be the man of the house. To provide for my family. If Ren & I want to marry one day.
But first I have to be both a friend and boyfriend to her as she is a girlfriend and friend to me first.
And to take good care of them. Because I really need Ren. She is supportive and loyal.
So, I really need to be here. And to be with people who will hellp me as I will help them. Through thick and thin. I hope you all will understand about my decision to stay here."

Chapter 46:Reaction to Passepartout's Decision & What May Become of It

Then while everybody was kind of in shocked about Passepartout's decision.
But also they knew from the bottom of their hearts they had no other choice but to accept it.
Because this would be Passepartout's permanent place of residence.
Also it would be good for both him & the sake of his little girl to start all over again.
Phileas then stood up and was the first to congraulate the frenchman.
"Passepartout, to be honest, in a way I knew this would come about. I knew you were much more happier here.
And I saw the love and caring concern you had for not just your daughter. But for this woman as well.(Phileas reaching out to Ren and kissing her as well as hugging her).
To be honest, if you left to be with us, leaving her would have devestated her.
She would had been lonely and probably couldn't live with herself.(Ren agreeably shook her head)"
Mr Fix then commented. "You both belong to each other Passepartout.
The children will be disappointed that they won't see their Uncle Passepartout anymore.
But I know if it is ok with either Mr Harris and Dr Shaw, to visit them as well as us.
You know, don't be a stranger to us. Because we are also your family as well."
Passepartout then put his arm around the old man. Smiling gently.
"You know Mr Fix, we may have been a lot of things. But strangers, we are anything but. Don't you all forget that!!"
Hugging the old man and his wife Mildred.

Auoda, then teary-eyed, came up to kiss him. "I will always remember you. For the bravery and sacrifice you made on that trip. Even if you don't remember, no matter how hard you really want to try.
I will remember it as well as you. And of course, Phileas and the children." Passepartout then kissed her gently as well as hugged her.
"Madam Fogg, please if you and Monseiur Fogg will do me a favor. As well as my little girl. Keep those memories and store them in your heart and in your soul."
"I will Jean! I will!" Auoda gently kissed the weeping frenchman.
Then they all turned to Ren. Fogg came up and gave her a hug and a kiss.
"Ren, you are very, very lucky to have a man like Jean" replied Fogg.
"I have heard nothing but excellent stories that he has done for you. And how you went all out of your way just to heal him. Not just physically but mentally and emotionally".
Ren then shook her head in tears. Putting her hands into Fogg's hands.
"Phileas, before I met Passepartout on that fateful night. My work WAS my life. I myself was selfish, caring about nobody. Not that I was heartless.
But I had no life whatsoever. Until he came. You ever heard about guardian angles?" Phileas nodded.
"He was like a guardian angel that came into my life. Though I didn't know it at the time, he changed my whole entire perspective. My whole entire life! Helped me crawl out of my shell. Made me a much better person & a much better Christian due to him.
Who knows the kind of person I would be if he hadn't "fallen" from the face of the earth?"
(Everybody was laughing as they knew what she meant!) Mildred, the real, real quiet one came to her and said to her.
"Miss MacCarren, Passepartout was so, so loyal & faithful to The Foggs, Wilbur & I, and the children.
And I know he will do the same for you as well as Priscilla. He wouldn't had been the man he is today!!
Despite being much more quieter, shyer, and the memory loss. Turned him into a much more kinder and gentler person."
Fogg interrupted gently "Even though we kind of missed the lively and talkative Passepartout of the past.
We much more come to think of it love the much more softer, quieter, and yes, shyer Jean Passepartout". Everybody agreed wholeheartedly.

Dr Shaw and Harris had to excuse themselves in order to prepare for the Foggs and Fixes departure to the 19th century.
Harris then whispered to Passepartout.
"Son, you are very, very lucky to have not just these people from the 19th century who consider you a precious family member.
But also people here in the 21st century who consider you an asset to them. If you left, Ren would be devestated. You would be devestated to. If you begged her to go back with you, she couldn't and wouldn't."
Passepartout then agreed right back.
"Because this is her world. And she belongs here. As do I now.
But most importantly, that little girl right there.(Pointing at his daughter as Harris slapped him on the back).
Harris and the doc went to prepare for the next day and the Foggs & Fixes departure.
Before they left, Passepartout asked if he, Ren and Priscilla can go back in time to visit his family back there. Especially since Auoda was due to give birth.
Both men thought that was a wonderful ideal and agreed to it.

 

[JPPT1974]

Part IV: A New Beginning for Passepartout, Ren, & Prisicilla.

Chapter 47: Good bye To An Old Life. Hello To A New World


Then the next few days as Passepartout and Ren's guests spent the last few days with both of them.
It was time for Phileas, Auoda, Mr & Mrs Fix to go back to their own world. Harris & Dr Shaw were ready for them to leave in Dr Shaw's Time Machine. Everybody was teary-eyed. Even though their trusty and loyal former servant would never come back with them.
That would not at all be the last time they see him. As everybody was accepting the fact that this would be Passepartout's new home.
A old chapter has closed. And an old life is now the forever past.
Now not just a new life. But a new world and most of all, a new home. Would begin. But only for the better.
But this time, this new home would be a permanent home for the frenchman. Then everybody gathered around to say good bye. Harris told them they had two minutes to go.
"Two minutes to go back to the late 19th century. Better get a move!!"
Dr Shaw told Ren and Jean he would see them in awhile. However long that was. Then Mr Fix gave Passepartout something. His old badge from the London Police Department.

"I was there for nearly 40 years. I asked Harris to retrieve it at the last second. To give to you. As a rememberance.
Even if you don't remember, I definately do!! Like I said don't be a stranger when you come for a visit."
Passepartout put his arms around the older man.
"Like you and I said, we may be a lot of things. But definately not strangers. Thank you very, very much!! But why are you giving me this badge? Because this is your badge Monsieur Fix?"
"Oh, I got plenty and plenty of those. But that is special(putting his hand on the frenchman to keep it). Because that is the badge I retired with.
I really want you to keep that!! And please, it's Wilbur."
Then the former detective hugged Jean hard. As Jean kissed Mrs Fix as well.
Then Auoda came up to him as she was almost in tears.
"I want you to know that you were always brave. You have always been loyal. Even though we may not return back with our #1 servant.
And our children's Uncle Passepartout!!
Please feel free to come by. Anyday! Anytime. The door will always be open for you, Ren, and of course, Priscilla!!"
Passepartout bowed and kissed her hands and gave her a huge, huge hug.
"Madam Auoda, my & Ren's home will always also be yours and Monseiur Fogg's home. Come by anyday at anytime!! Don't feel like strangers at all. And please bring the children with you all!! We would also love to come by your house as well!!"
Auoda giving Passepartout a kiss. Then Passepartout staring at them with tears choked up.
As he was about to give a speech.
"When I thought I was almost about to die. I thought there was nobody that cared for me. Much less write me off the face of the earth. But then I learned something valuable.
Someone does care definately indeed. Like this woman right here(Pointing to a teary-eyed Ren & putting his hand around her shoulders).
And of course, this little girl beside me!!(Pointing and gently motioning for Priscilla to come at his side).
Like Ren said that I was her guardian angel. Falling from the earth. Into not just her home. But her life as well.

Even if I don't remember anything at all from my childhood, my days at the circus and college, orphange. And coming into your service Monseiur Fogg and making that legendary trip.
As hard and as much as I want to try to remember.(Everybody sobbing hard) One thing I will remember.
Is that I not just have family and friends here in the present.
But you all are also my family and friends as well. Despite the centuries and customs between us.
You all will have a place in my heart and in my soul. You all mean the whole entire world to me. I love you all very, very much!!"
Passepartout then coming to all of the Fixes and Foggs as they hugged & kissed one another all at the same time very hard. But then he added much more.
"Of course, Ren and my home is your home also. So don't be strangers like Wilbur says.
Just because I am not coming back with you all doesn't mean that is definately not the last all of us will see each other. Not at all by our means. And also by your means for sure!!
I will see you all very, very soon. And hopefully, Ren, Priscilla, and I will see you Phileas and Auoda when the babies are due.
But if you need me for anything even if I am not there physically. Just know that a guardian angel is watching over you."
Everybody shook their heads as they headed to the time machine.
Then Phileas, not really a crier at all, had tears down his face. Then he took his former servant's hands into his hands.

"You know, there is nothing I can say nor do that can persuade you to come back with us. Nor how hard I could or would try.
You know you are not just a servant but also a friend and a family member. A very, very valuable one I might definately add. And since I am no longer your master. And you are no longer under my command and watch.
I just want to put my arms around you. And hug you the very last time!! This won't be the last time we will see each other. But don't be a stranger like Mr Fix says. And please, it is Phileas!! Jean!!"
Both hugging each other and crying hard. "Take care my good and faithful servant!!"
"I am no longer your servant. But a friend and family to you all. Take care of yourself and your family Phileas!!" Passepartout returned the compliment.
"Oh, yes you are my servant. And always will be. Take care of the people here around you. Priscilla and especially that lady!!"
Ren embracing Phileas and everybody else. Then he had to go as Ren and Jean along with little Priscilla watched as the time machine with everybody waving at them.
Went high then all of a sudden, poof!! Disappeared.
Passepartout then looked at his now permanent girlfriend. Then he hugged her even more.
As he loved her even much more than she would and could ever know. Then scooping down to get his Precious Priscilla as he lovingly called her.
Ren had to ask a burning question to him.
"Passepartout!!(Looking at her)Did you really remember the times you really spent with Priscilla before the beatings and the memory loss?"
Passepartout thinking hard and long before he was careful with his words.
She guessed & knew what he was going to say before he was going to say from his own lips.
"To be honest no Ren!! I just wanted to let her know that all I remember and ever want to remember is that I love her and will take care of her.
No matter what happens or occurs. She is safe with not just me but with you!!"

Ren then pulled something out of her jacket.
"Auoda told me to give you this!! She asked Shaw & Harris to retrieve this the very last second.
After you made up your mind on where you were going to stay. Just like Mr Fix did with his badge.
She and Phileas told me not to give you this until all of them were gone.
For the fear of breaking down & crying in front of you. After you look at the front, look on the back as well."
He then pulled the envelope. And there was a large, black & white photo of Phileas, Auoda, Mr Fix, & Passepartout himself. Near a train station.
"Oh, mon dieu!! I love this!!" said a teary-eyed Passepartout.
"That was when you all made that legendary trip around the world in 80 days. They thought you might want to frame that!!"
As he also looked on the back of the photo.
"Dear Passepartout,
I want you to have this photo and frame it as well. You were, are, and always will be the brave, loyal, and resourceful servant and most of all, friend.
You made the trip around the world in 80 days possible. Without you and your kindness as well as your heart, that trip would had been impossible.
But you made that legendary trip & took the trip from a dream into a reality.
But most of all, you were the real hero of the trip. Even thought you didn't & don't want to be one.
And you also made all of us look & realized even the small things in life are precious and worth living for.
Not just to win a bet but also the things & people we take for granted, are really the things and people we need the most.
But you are the real reason that for Phileas, who he thought he had everything. But what was missing in his life were love and family.
For Auoda, someone who loved her and never would she be lonely and be put through suffering had she not met Phileas.
For Wilbur, he changed from being a heartless and foolish man into a caring and loving human being.
For Mildred, for finding love again after losing a mate of fifty-four years.(Ren explained Mildred lost her first husband of alzeimer's disease as Passepartout kissed & put his finger on Mildred in the photo.)
For the Foggs' children who loved their Uncle Passepartout's tales. As well as his positive outlook on life.
And encouraging them never to give up. And believe in their dreams and pursue them.
As you embark on your new life with that wonderful & lovely lady Ren.
As well as your beautiful and adorable little girl you absolutely & dearly love, Priscilla.
As well as a new life in a new world & a new environment, this is the best place for you to start anew Jean.
After all of that you terribly & painfully had to endure & suffer.

Our traditions, customs, and worlds may be different. But don't forget this because this is very, very important not just for you.
But for us and your new family as well.
That always & forever you have, are, & always will be the same Jean Passepartout we love & adore.
We will always cherish you and never forget the sacrifices you have made.
As you put others & their needs as well as our needs. Way, way before yourself.
Never forget!! Never, ever forget!!"
And it had all of the Foggs and Mr Fix's names on them to give him.
Passepartout was speechless and in tears. As he was kissing and hugging his little girl. Then gave Ren a big and wet long kiss.
He then gave the photo a long, long, kiss. As Ren put her arms & embraced the emotional frenchman.
"I will also frame this in my heart and soul!! And no, I will never, ever forget you three. And your children. Never, ever forget." he whispered.
As Ren gave him a wet and big kiss back. "I love you Jean Passepartout. And now Priscilla!! My two guardian angels." She also embraced Priscilla.
Jean still in tears said right back to her " I love you Ren MacCarren. One day, Ren Passepartout!! And Priscilla. Also my two loving and sweet guardian angels."

Chapter 48: December 25th 2007 Two And A Half Years Later One Passepartout to Another

Christmas Day Tuesday 2007. There was a proud father beaming over his new son with pride & joy. Holding him lovingly. Kissing him all over and cuddling him.
There was also an elderly couple with him. As well as another couple with their six children.
The man's wife gave birth to their first child. After being together for nearly two years, engaged for six months, and married over a year and a half.
Their first child. A son named Jean Jules Verne MacCarren Passepartout. His father Jean had a little "talk" with him.
"Son, you are lucky to have a large but loving family to love and care for you. Your mother Rena, Aunt and Uncle Phileas and Auoda, Grandpa and Grandma Wilbur and Mildred, Sister Priscilla, and your six cousins.
I want you to be all you can be. But also I want you not to make the same mistakes and live the same life that I once did and had.
I don't want you to have to grow up without parents. Nor grow up with any and all kind of health problems.
I want you to have a permanent home. With a permanent mom and dad. As well as sister. I don't want you to travel alll around the world not just yet. But for a long, long, time!! I want you to have a normal and ordinary childhood.

Get a great education, make friends, have someone special to fall in love with. Go to college and decide who you want to be. Get married and have your own family. And hopefully have plenty and plenty of chidren.
I want to give you anything and everything you want and need. But not, I mean not at all, get spoiled. But in a sense, spoiled with love and care.
I met your mommy while I almost died and not only did I came near her loft. But also into her life.
You will know this later how I met your mommy. How she and I went from being the best of friends to being partners. Like companionship and lovers. To be united in holy matrimony. All those things about your mommy and daddy when you get older.
But I used to have another wife. She was anything, I mean anything but like what Ren is. And if I had to do it all over, I wouldn't marry my first wife. Because your mommy despite being remarried again, is my first wife. My first real, real wife. And your big sister's and now your real mommy.
Ren is caring, goes out of her way to meet the needs and wants of others, drops anything and everything for anybody who calls her for help.
She does her best to intervene only if she sees fit and/or if people need help.
Even though at first, she wanted to be a stepmom to your big sister Priscilla and knows that Priscilla didn't come from Ren's womb.
Priscilla from day one wanted Ren to be her mommy. Ren is not just her mommy but your mommy. As well as a teacher, sister, sometimes a "drill instructor"(in a loving kind of way)protector.(Jean Sr laughing gently and quietly).
Among the many, many hats she wears. Priscilla's other "mommy" never did that at all.
When your mommy and I got married, we adopted Priscilla on the same day. Officially Ren became her mommy. I don't know about my past at all.
About my childhood, youth, or anything else. Due to my long term memory loss. And never, ever will I am sadly afraid. But one good thing out of my losing my memory is that is how I met your mommy. Strange but true.
But that is only a portion of the long, long stories I will want to tell you. As I already have told your big sister.
For you see Jean Jules or JJ which I will nickname you for short. I am indeed though like I said may not remember at all.

THE JEAN PASSEPARTOUT made famous by Jules Verne. I was a manservant to your Uncle Phileas.
He and I went on a trip to go around the world in the alloted time of 80 days. Phileas met your aunt Auoda while on that trip.
You are going to hear so many, many stories about that trip. Your aunt and uncle are wonderful storytellers. Also your grandparents were met from that trip also. Strange and small world ain't it JJ.
But there are also going to be people that will want to hurt you and take advantage of you. And that is sad but afraid so, so true.
But if you need anybody wanting to help you face the bad and the ugly. Come see either your daddy, mommy, aunt, uncle, and grandparents. Because we have been there before and know what it is like. It ain't the first time we faced something bad like this. And it won't at all, I can assure you be the last.
But you need to face it without any thoughts nor acts of violence or trouble. Because if you do, you would get in some hot water. And not by your family. But by much, much more worse.
Just keep a cool head, act calm and collected, and please, walk away from the situation. Because if you get involved, chances are that situaction will go from bad to worse.
And you know as we all know, wouldn't want the worst to happen to you. Or your sister.
I never grew up with parents because they died when I was an infant.
Nor grew up and understand love and care.
But these people that all also your family taught me the importance of friendship, love, care, and understanding, And also sacrificing sometimes.
In order for that person to get like that candy bar, ride, or something much more valuable.
It may be hard to sacrifice & also turn the other cheek if someone wants to fight or challenge you.
But in the end, you will walk away unscratched.(Passepartout Sr sobbing in between saying all of that to his infant son holding and craddling him.)
But most of all, I am proud to call you my pride, joy, and love son!! I will make sure nothing bad if I can help it. Ever, ever happens to you. I love you Jean Jules Verne MacCarren Passepartout.!!"

 

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Afterwards Both Prologue and Eplioge Into the Story of How Two People Despite Different Backgrounds as well as Different Centuries Met. And How they Changed Each Other Lives Forever.

When I wrote this story, a lot of people would think that I was nuts. But this story came from the bottom of my heart.
I wanted it to be a story like the stories of Charles Dickens, Jules Verne, and other writers of the 18th-19th centuries.
With the short attention spasm of todays youth and wanting shows like violence and sexually graphic books, movies, and even novels.
This is a love story. That has a little bit of action, comedy, romance, and drama. All four rolled up into one. But for the whole entire family too enjoy. And also about a woman who doesn't think she is lonely. Didn't even know it at first but a guardian angel came her way.
In the form of a lonely and badly beaten man. Clinging onto life. Not knowing whether the day he lives would be his last day on earth.
Both of them unbeknowest to them at the time didn't think of each other as important. But only as friends. But then the "just friends" grew into something much more deeper and much more in feelings. Meeting each other was only the first of many, many things that would change their lives forever. As well as for the better. For both of their sakes.

Part 1 follows Rena "Ren" Maccarren and how this young and single woman didn't think she needed anybody.
Nor felt her life was complete. As her work as a non-fiction writer, teacher, and lecturer was her life.
But deep down, she didn't seem to know but somewhere and somehow, she was very, very lonely.
Then minding her own business, a man came into her loft breaking her window. He was a lonely and badly beaten man. Ren mistook him for a thief. But then realized that the man was a bloodied man who probably had every bone in his body broken.
Also he was suffering from total memory loss. All he remember was his name was Jean Passepartout.
The JEAN PASSEPARTOUT made famous by Jules Verne Around the World in 80 Days!! She probably thought he was nuts and needed to be in a pyscho ward. But the man acted and sounded sincere. Also she noticed he kept saying stuff in french.
As she obviously found out he was a frenchman. She then wanted to take good care of him and to make sure that he not only get back on his feet. But also make sure he make it out alive and well. Then she cared for him and went out of her way for him. By giving him basic needs like clothing and food. As well as bandages.

The kind and fatherly Dr Shaw, who has known Ren ever since she was a kid, examines Passepartout.
And also Passepartout is not just suffering from a fractured skull and almost every bone in his body broken. But also is suffering from total amnesia.
And tells Ren that the poor boy will have amnesia for the rest of his life. Not like the snap of the fingers amnesia comes and goes.
But Passepartout tells her he will also have learn the littliest things in life. Like use the toilet, learn how to bathe, use eating utensils.
The smallest things that people take for granted. But Passepartout wouldn't at all. It would be a grueling physical as well as mental challenge. But it would be like learning as like teaching a child.
That Passepartout had the mind and body of a little boy. That he would have to learn things all over again as he was taught as a young boy.
That the physical and mental rehabilitation would for someone in his state would be grueling and may take up to a year.
Ren feels very, very sorry for Passepartout as he is about to embark on a difficult rehabilitation. And decides to do her own part.
That might be more important than her career even.

Then in Part II Ren, feeling so, so sorry for the frenchman and the way she treated him badly, went out of her way and cancelled her classes and wiped out her lecturing schedule.
Only for one reason alone. To make sure this young man got the proper attention he needed. Then as the frenchman cleaned himself up after having a long beard and hair rather nicely.
She felt that Passepartout, as was his name or so he said, should be given the proper care and treatment he desperately deserves.
She also makes her loft a hospital just for him. He feels bad as the reader knows that she went all out of her way for him. But it works to perfection. He gets all the rehabilation and physical needs like top service. But also sadly due to his memory loss and all the bones that were nearly broken.
He has the mind and body of a five year old. In a muscular and strong man's body. But also he is tender and sweet to his hostess.
And admires her as he mainly wants to get to know her. After nearly two months in her home, Ren who does her part in feeding him as he wants to get to know her better.
He comments on her being beautiful on the outside as well as on the inside. Also he thinks that she shouldn't be alone. But she tells him her work is her life.
Behind this so called "busybody" is a sensitive woman. As she kind of with reluctance but then shows she is comfortable with Passepartout told her story about how the tragic events of September 11th changed her life. She thought he was on "an island" in her words on the darkest day in America. But then realizes that he has total amnesia. It shows Passepartout that Ren is after all a caring person.
Then the good old doctor, a supporting player with a major role makes sure that "the boy" as he lovingly teasingly calls him get the help that he needs. As Rena tells the doc that the frenchman thinks he is some character in a book, the doc then surprises Ren.
Telling her that the Jean Passepartout in her house is indeed the Passepartout made famous by Jules Verne. And he can prove it but he wanted Ren to swore to secrecy and not tell her "patient" until the time is right.
Dr Shaw then tells Ren that the huge and hard hit Passepartout has taken especially in his brain that causes him to have a special kind of memory loss will forever affect him.
That also unlike things not so important to other people but to Jean. Even the small things will be not taken for granted by him. Like how to use the toilet, take a bath, learn how to use eating utensils. But slowly but surely & surprisingly, he is improving and both Ren and the doc thinks it has to do with his huge and muscular body.
Also while Jean was recupperating, Ren made her local paper take a photo and some information on him. Just in case his family or any other relatives will recognize him and contact her.

It is also observingly that Passepartout is looking at the stuff that is "new" to him not, of course, new to Ren.
He questions her about how to use 21st century "things" like the computer and the internet, the tv, the CD player.
She explains lovingly and also shows him the computer. But it seems he loves the music Ren loves. Because the music seems to relax him and put him to sleep.
But before they really got to know each other more during his recupperation, Ren would massage his back and play classical. Because also Ren loved a massage and music.
Then the doc warned the young frenchman not to hurt his guest or he would come down on him hard. But the doc also was testing the frenchman to make sure he kept his word. As it seems to the reader the doc trusted the young man. As did Ren most of all.

Then as Passepartout got better and Ren was surprised as most of the doctors and nurses, he wanted to really repay Ren in a big way. Despite Ren only wanting his friendship in return.
He wanted to go with Ren and see what her job was really like. As the reader would find out, he wouldn't take no for an answer and Ren looked at him. Knowing through his blue and emotional eyes.
As Ren & Passepartout in Part III went on a little "trip" Passepartout had violent flashbacks. Flashbacks perhaps leading him to Ren's loft.
He dreamed that he was being beaten and crushed badly by these huge and big men. Then thrown into a huge hole.
But the hole was anything but just huge. It was like dropping about 10,000 feet to your death.
Passepartout, though he would think that Ren thought he was nuts, told her that he has been having those nightmares ever since she founded him badly beaten and bloodied.
Crazy or not, Ren took notes and wanted to tell the doctor and the police. She thought those dreams would be important for the scared but kind frenchman to return him to his family. Unbeknowing to both, they leaned on each other. That was for the reader the trust and faith that they put in each other. Both needed each other for dependance.

Then as Ren is leaving her recent lecture, her first in a month, her frenchman friend suggests she looks stressed and needs some fun in her life. He again, doesn't take no for an answer. She again, concedes and both have fun at an amusement park. As Passepartout doesn't seem to care if he has bandages and is badly injured. But only wants to have fun. Especially wants his new friend to have fun. They do have fun all day riding rides as well as just walking and talking life friends. After the fun day, the doc comes and sees both of them.

The doc proves to Ren that there time travel is by all means no myth at all. He shows her the elusive time machine he has built from scratch. Only she knows about it.
Not even his immediate family nor relatives know. There is no explanation nor the reader doesn't seem to care why the doc would tell Ren first and not his family.
Perhaps he trusts Ren a little more. Then he tells her that he is a third generation cousin of HG Wells. The HG WELLS of the Time Machine novels. The good doc tells her about another person who has built a machine way, way before him.
The person Dr Shaw introduces is introduced later on in the story. But the doc says this man has traveled much more miles than he(500,000 miles). Despite years and years of building the machine and getting it right, he knows all about Passepartout.
That he is a real person and not just a fiction character. As it is obvious to the reader that Ren is nursing a famous "legend". But the doc warns her not to tell Passepartout. For fears of making him upset. As well as getting him back to health. As he walks away keeping the secret, Ren worries about how her new friend would react. That he is a famous person. Not just in a book. But seemingly in real life.

Then as Ren is worried and wondered how she would have to explain to the poor frenchman the truth. She walks in as Passepartout makes a great dinner for her.
Seemingly since this was the very first meal the two seemingly enjoy together.
She admits how she would feel if his family found him. He tells her that he will take it one step at a time. And he suggests she do the same thing.
She didn't, of course, as a promise to the doc, not reveal the REAL secret to him. About him being a legend and a real character.
But as she tried to change the subject, he motioned for her to dance with him. Again, she surrendered her all to him. He was getting more comfortable with her.
She unbeknowingly was getting comfortable with him as he was so sweet and tender to her. They have their first "unofficial date". As he tries to kiss her, she is reluctant. But his french makes him much more romantic as both drift off to sleep.

 

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Then it showed Passepartout speaking from the bottom of his heart.
As a heated argument between a teen age boy and his father. Rather than being arrested for interfering between the two, the police admired the frenchmans' cool and calm demeanor of getting through to the boy.
Then all ends peacefully and well. Then a few weeks, later both get an invitation to the retired agent's and boy's father party.
Both then were invited as Ren's uncle Rafe, a former fed and now sheriff wanted to test Passepartout.
And like the good doc, he would tear out the young man's eyes if he diid anything to his "#1 niece". The uncle seems satisfied and Passepartout gained his trust.

But then the uncle told him a story that Ren has kept private since 1995. When Ren was a student and clerking for the US Attorney's Office. She became friends with a DEA agent.
Despite their only friends "clause", the corrupt US Attorney, than an Assistant at the time, wanted to make look like they were more "than just friends". And had his people take pictures of the two.
The agent was divorced and wanted his children back. But his ex wife made it impossible for him. Even though the kids wanted to go back to their dad. When the arrogant federal prosecutor showed pictures of them laughing and hugging. The agent nearly tore into the lawyer but Ren must have had a calming affect on him.

One day when Ren was leaving and saying bye to her uncle a US Marshall at the time. She overheard a conversation take place between the AUSA and federal agents.
The AUSA wanted both the DEA agent AND REN killed for fears of them going to the Justice Department. When Ren overhears and gets caught, she runs for her life. She sees her DEA agent friend and before she gets to warn him, he is shot and killed. Ironically, it is that agent's ex-wife's boyfriend that kills him. The boyfriend was offered nearly a quarter of a million dollars. Ren took no chances and was put in the Witness Protection Program until the AUSA was caught.

 

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Passepartout really wants to help out his new best friend. Rafe gives him the chance as he gives the young man his card.
Passepartout grows more and more comfortable with Ren. As Ren & Jean walked together, hints signs of romantic interest as both leaned and depend on each other for friendship. As well as help.
They get cuddly under Ren's bed but promise to not engage in sexual misconducts. Both are cafeful and cautious.
Then Ren seems to approve more of her trust of Passepartout and tells him the story of what the veteran sheriff told him. The exact same words. Passepartout can sense not just hurt and anger but fear in Ren's eyes as well as her movements. This is the first time the usually stone faced Ren shows her emotions.

Passepartout inside makes a promise to himself to protect Ren not just physically but mentally and emotionally. As she goes back to teaching after taking care of the injured frenchman, Passepartout remembers Rafe's card and goes to the sheriff's station.
With high security and very, very secretive discretion for fears of federal interferrance. He is there met by a team of former federal agents who want to bring down Hastings more than anything. They seem to have founded the perfect "bait". Passepartout!! But Rafe warns the "boy" that he must not tell Ren what they are doing. Or the Feds would stop Rafe's investigation.

 

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As he wants to help out his new best friend. Rafe gives him the chance as he gives the young man his card.
Passepartout grows more and more comfortable with Ren. As Ren & Jean walked together, hints signs of romantic interest as both leaned and depend on each other for friendship. As well as help.

They get cuddly under Ren's bed but promise to not engage in sexual misconducts. Both are cafeful and cautious.
Then Ren seems to approve more of her trust of Passepartout and tells him the story of what the veteran sheriff told him. The exact same words. Passepartout can sense not just hurt and anger but fear in Ren's eyes as well as her movements. This is the first time the usually stone faced Ren shows her emotions.

Passepartout inside makes a promise to himself to protect Ren not just physically but mentally and emotionally. As she goes back to teaching after taking care of the injured frenchman, Passepartout remembers Rafe's card and goes to the sheriff's station.
With high security and very, very secretive discretion for fears of federal interferrance. He is there met by a team of former federal agents who want to bring down Hastings more than anything. They seem to have founded the perfect "bait". Passepartout!! But Rafe warns the "boy" that he must not tell Ren what they are doing. Or the Feds would stop Rafe's investigation.

It seems to the readers that Rafe's group was cynical and skeptic but they nonetheless trusted the frenchman.
He went undercover as a drunk when Ren was away teaching. They nailed the first job done like a walk in the park. Must have been magic thought the others.
Then after nearly a six to seven year agonizing wait for justice, it was about to come down to the final step. Passepartout would have to "kill" a federal agent and even worse, REN!! For fears of learning too much.

Passepartout goes to the agent's house and "kills" not just him but his family. For fears of them telling on them. Then he goes and "kills" Ren and ruins her "loft". Then as they put a wire and tape on Passepartout.
They are near to the finish of the case. As he was "bribed" by the crooked US Attorney. Then takedown the US Attorney as well as crooked band of his federal agents.

Then they saw another person come out of the blue. Who wanted to see the whole entire takedown. Ren!! Ren kept Passepartout in the dark "only pretending" to know about the sting operation.
But she was behind the whole entire thing and suggested Passepartout as a "harmless bait". She then gave the arrogant former US Attorney now turned convict a "piece of her mind" in the form of several karate kicks. Then both she and Passepartout apoligized for keeping each other in the dark and vowed never to keep secrets from each other. But their dependance & love for each other continues to grow.

Then for the next few months turns much more serious and Ren & Passepartout's relationship deepens and grows by the second.
They are seen doing things together. Like go to movies, theatre, take walks, and having candlelight dinners. They are inseparable. They each teach one another something.
Ren gave Passepartout another chance at live. And a reason to live. Passepartout also is a poet reading poetry to Ren.
As she also helps him gets a part time job helping out as an assitant teacher at Ren's high school. As he is popular with the kids.
While Passepartout taught Ren that there was more to life than just work. Have fun and play.

Unfortunately though, Passepartout kept having those horrible nightmares in which he seemed to be the man beaten and thrown into a huge hole. Left for dead.
But he had someone to depend on as well as love. All was going well until Dr Shaw showed Ren the newspaper in the 19th century.
That Passepartout was indeed alive and well. And that his family has been looking all over for him. Ren is not prepared to tell her boyfriend the whole entire truth.

Despite being a seasoned journalist. But sooner or later, the frenchman would have to accept the truth. And right away as the reader seems to read Ren's mind. Ren then goes home and shows Passepartout coming home from teaching high school kids the paper.
At first, the always playful and lovable Passepartout wants to "shrug it off as a joke".
But then Ren has to make him face the facts. That there are family and friends looking for him since he is alive and well.
But then the lovable frenchman has a huge nervous breakdown. He is scared to accept the facts of who is he and he is THAT JEAN PASSEPARTOUT of the famous Jules Verne novel.

In the reader's mind, despite not telling Jean, Ren doesn't want him to leave at all privately. But also she needed for him to be aware his family needs to be in contact with him.
But doesn't tell him that the good doc has a time machine. And she also realizes reluctantly that all of this is upsetting Passepartout very badly. He also doesn't accept the fact that he might be married and with children.
The nervously shaken Passepartout tries to change the subject yet again and goes back minding his own business. Ren realizes that she has not purposely hurt Passepartout like a sword through his heart. Dr Shaw then gives her an address to a mysterious secret agent named Harris.

 

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Then as the "easy part" came by for Ren and Passepartout over his true idenity as well as accepting the fact that he is a legend to millions of readers from all ages.
Then after a few days of "cooling off" period for some normacy in both her and his lives. The hardest challenge is going to be a tough one for the already "damaged" frenchman.
As Passepartout walks home from teaching high school, there are several people in Ren's loft along with Dr Shaw. But some of these people are dressed from the 19th century.

And one other is a mysterious man wearing a suit and looks like a government agent(with shades to match his dark suit). The people dressed up in 19th century clothes from that time is a man in his forties. Tall and handsome with black hair. A woman that dresses up like she is a princess. She is an Indian woman.
Then an older couple in their mid to late sixties. And an oriential girl who has much more to do with the group then just being in the "background". Shaw & Ren explain to Passepartout that those people are his family and also he went on that legendary trip around the world in 80 days. He is in a state of shock as if someone punched him in the stomach.
The tall and handsome man is indeed the legendary Phileas Fogg. He tries to but with no avail hug Passepartout, who of course, doesn't know if he wants to return the hug. Phileas, on the other hand, is happy to see his presumed dead servant alive and well. And living in the year 2005.

As he tries to have Passepartout remember him, his wife and kids as well as the grandparently Fixes. But deep down inside, Fogg knew that his french valet couldn't at all remember any of them.
Fogg seems to take great pity(as well as worry) on Passepartout and all of the hardships he had and has been suffering from nearly being killed.
To surviving in a world not quite his own. And awaking only to discover he was suffering from total amnesia.

As the young Indian woman he introduces is indeed the former Indian princess Auoda now his wife. As they are married with children.
The older couple is the retired Scotland Yard detective Wilbur Fix and his wife Mildred. All four of them are overjoyed and lucky to see their manservant alive.
But Passepartout doesn't want anything to do with any of them. Nor accept the fact that he is who he is and tries to brush it all off. And asks them to politely but quickly leave at once. Ren and the doc are appalled by his strange and rude opinion and want Passepartout to apoligize.

But the mysterious man who was quiet speaks up and tells poor Passepartout no apology was needed.
As the government suited man told the poor frenchman that he has been through enough high noon drama and all that has happened to him for the past nine months.
The man is only known as Harris as he was also the one that inspired Dr Shaw to build a time machine to quash all inquiries that time travel is a myth.
Harris traveled over 500,000 miles in the machine and is also a third or fourth generation cousin of the famous author HG Wells. Harris also looked into Passepartout's history including his childhood and why he is called his name. It is a french word meaning to pass through or a skeleton key.

The British Harris thinks he can help Passepartout regain part of his memory as he has regain people's memories back to them with nearly a 100% ratio.
But due to Jean's badly broken bones and his damaged skull and brain, Harris sadly admits that he can only help him regain about at least a 20% back. Passepartout feels guilty about his rude behavior and everybody understands that everything is coming back to him.
Fogg also tells him there was no need at all to apologize since Passepartout is a little bit of hurt, angry, as well as frightened.
Auoda puts his hands into her hands and tells the frightened frenchman that they understand he is scared and that he has the right to be.

But what Passepartout doesn't understand is what would make him go back to the 19th century.
Since all of them could sense he was happy with Ren in the 21st century. As Harris needed to talk with the Foggs and the Fixes as Ren and Doc look on. Then the little oriental girl moved Passepartout's heart and Fogg motions her to come to him. Fogg then says she is the reason that he might want to return.
Because that little girl is his daughter. Priscilla who is six years old. In a way, the reader thinks that Passepartout might have a change of heart and go back to where he originally belongs because of her.


Then everybody encourages Passepartout to be hynotize as Harris is also a hypnotist and physcologist.
Reluctantly Passepartout agrees to it but the session would take place all day. Since Passepartout has had enough high noon drama. They all agreed to do it the next day.
As Fogg also wanted to catch up on what was going on with his resourceful and loyal manservant. And both he and Passepartout go to a pub to "catch up on old times."
The 21st century, is of course, oblivious to Fogg and the cultures and mannerisms. But Fogg seems to make himself at home. Fogg tells his frenchman servant that he was the best servant he has ever had. And that he helped him accomplished the journey around the world in 80 days.

How Fogg before that legendary journey never, ever had a personal life. But that journey changed his life forever. Fogg said he had everything his heart desired but two things were missing. Love and having a life. Fogg gained his wife.
That without Passepartout, the trip would had been impossible. That he rescued his wife from a funeral in a burning prye. How he saved a trainload of people from the Indians. How he made sure that he won his bet when he thought he lost it.
Passepartout is stunned and also in a wierd kind of way really feels he was resourceful. But the reader learns that also Passepartout would learn almost nearly what lead him to be separated from the Foggs and the 19th century. But most of all, he now reunited daughter Priscilla.

[As much as Phileas has been telling Passepartout that he was the bravest and most loyal valet he has ever, ever known.
Those memories of the now legendary journey don't seem to stir up any to no memory whatsoever to poor Passepartout.
As Fogg could also sense, though this writer didn't put it in the story, as much as Passepartout could & would love to remember the Foggs, Fixes, his daughter, and the legendary journey.
That due to his broken skull and brain badly damaged in the 10,000 feet fall, that would be so, so impossible for him to do so.

It also had to break Fogg's heart in seeing Passepartout go from a lively, passionate, athletic-looking and talkative man.
A jack of all trades who used to be a valet, fireman, professor, singer, and circus performer, among many of his so-called "jobs".
To now being limited to nothing but a shy and quiet as a child and nearly "dumb as a rock" walking with a huge limp on his right ankle young man.
As well as a broken, confused, and lonely frenchman. As that huge fall that nearly claimed his life changed his life dramatically.

 

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While the men are out, Auoda and Ren over cooking dinner talk about Fogg and Passepartout. As little Priscilla is playing with toys and stuffed animals Ren gave her. As she also took some from her century.
It seems that Ren and Priscilla are getting to like each other in the short time they have known each other.
As with Auoda. Auoda tells Ren that before she met her husband, Fogg didn't have a life whatsoever. And he never, ever travelled.
He had everything you could ever imagined and was very wealthy. But mysterious. Despite people thinking he was stuck-up and arrogant.

In fact he was shy and withdrawn. Before he hired Passepartout to replace his recently fired valet at the time, Fogg never travelled at all.
The same day Pasepartout was hired, they made that legendary trip around the world in 80 days. Or started with the duo and 20,000 pounds.
How Passepartout also held many other jobs. How he was so brave and heroic in the trip. As well as very surprisingly to Ren, he was a boozing womanizer who flirted with over 10,000 women it seemed. Before and during his courtship with his then girlfriend turned wife Madeline.

Ren wanted to know why with all of these jobs and potential in the young frenchman did he settled for being a valet. He could had made better use of his talent. It seemed also a mystery to Auoda and she thought he wanted to have a family life. And settled down because all of his life was nothing but travel. Due to his circus days in the Paris circus. Auoda seems to be shocked about Passepartout's now quiet demeanor and total memory loss due to that awful fall the nearly claimed his life. And when Auoda told Ren that Passepartout changed his boozing and womanizing ways due to marriage and fatherhood. How he was also a loving and doting uncle to hers and Foggs four soon to be six children.

The Foggs and Fixes as well as Passepartout and Ren ate a hearty roast dinner. The first hearty meal since Passepartout's presumed being missing AND almost being dead. As Shaw and Harris prepare for the grueling hypnotism session, Ren is very worried about Passepartout. As he comes in her time of need and is worried whether what century he would choose. Hers or the 19th century. The latter century he grew up in. Passepartout comes to her bed and calms her down. And tells her to have a wait and see attitude and approach. As he senses her fear that she is more worried about him than he is about himself. But Passepartout deflects talk about himself because that is just Passepartout being Passepartout. Which was one of the many qualities Ren loved about the frenchman.

While Auoda and Phileas are sharing a bedroom with the Fixes for the night. As both tell each other how shocked they are to see not just Passepartout alive.
But also how that horrible accident has changed him dramatically. Not just physically but most of all, mentally and emotionally.
How the usually dapper Phileas is worried to death about the frenchman getting weaker and weaker by the minute.
How he isn't the chipper and excitable young french valet he used to be. But a scaredy cat he has become.
Auoda also gives Fogg the rundown on what Passepartout has been put through ever since he lost his memory.
The grueling physical and mental rehabilitation he has had to endure.
How he had to learn to walk, talk, as well as do simple things that other people take for granted.

The couple are both about to break down talking about their frenchman friend.
Like learn to use utensils, use the toilet, bathe himself. As he also couldn't tell that an apple is red. Or that a stove is hot. Both aren't used to seeing Passepartout behave like a 3-year old child.
Saying that the famous trip around the world in 80 days is like a cakewalk compared to what Passepartout has been going through.
Though the couple are keeping up their hopes for their frenchman valet and valuable member of their family to come back home to them.
But the readers sense in their voices and emotions that there is a very, very slim chance of him returning back to them.
As the readers also sense that Passepartout loves being not just with Ren. But in present day the 21st century. As they got an earful from Ren that the frenchman is popula in the community and with kids.

In a five hour grueling hynosis with everybody around for support as Harris tried to reconnect Passepartout to his past in hopes of regain some but not all of his memory.
Passepartout was born to parents of old age. He also had a heart defect as well as couldn't speak.
His biological mother couldn't take it as she walked out on him when he was a little baby and his daddy.
His biological daddy was a loving and doting dad. But that happiness would end in a blazing fire in their log cabin. His dad was killed. But a kindly priest who married him and Passepartout's mom took him to an orphanage. The children made fun of the shy, heart diseased affect mute boy. But the priest was like a second father to him if not like his own.

The kindly priest exposed him to music, how to speak, read him stories, taught him the ropes, and showed him the love and care that the children and the other priests didn't want to do with him.
He made sure young Passepartout got the attention as well as love and care he deserved.
Also Passepartout went through over eighty operations to correct his heart from two years of age to 11.

At 11, the orphanage stopped taking care of children as children would go into either permanent or foster homes.
It was a sad parting for the kindly priest and the french boy he grown to love.
Young Passepartout moved from over 30 foster homes. Hoping each and everytime to find a permanent home. But no such luck.
Though the foster parents he encountered each and everytime were loving and caring. Then parents of twelve children adopted the young frenchboy. Finally, the boy had parents he could look up to. As well as his brothers and sisters.

Then Passepartout picked up where he left off in studying. Music, arts, gymnastics, poetry, etc.
Despite his adopted parents wonderous wealth, they wanted their children to learn the value of a dollar. Meaning in order to get that is to earn it. Passepartout excelled at school from English, Math, Science, and PE. Among others.
He got a scholarship and just in two and a half years, graduated with honors and then got a masters.

He also took jobs as a gym teacher, a chimney sweeper, & a mentor to children.
While working on a Ph.d and in order to pay his way through school, he saw an ad for the circus. The circus would change his life and way of thinking forever. And how he got the name of Passepartout.

 

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At first the cirucs rejected him to do his heart condition. As he thought bad luck would stay with him again. As he was afraid his dreams would be shattered as well.
But then they decided to give the humble frenchman a chance. They knew they were taken a risk.
But after nearly eight months, he was the star attraction for the Paris Circus.

He not only was an acrobat but also a singer and a gymnast. He saved the circus when they had a performer or an act go down at the last second. While he was studying for a Ph.d and also coaching the other acts, the circus managers and crew gave him a new nickname.
That is how he got the nickname Passepartout. Meaning to go from one place to another. Also a skeleton key as to pass-through. It has stuck with him ever since. Also to get him out of scrapes.

After nearly six years and burnt out, Passepartout also went back to regular colleges. As he also became a seargant fireman and a gymnasitcs professor at a local high school.
Where he met his future girlfriend and spouse Madeline. As he also seemed popular with the women as he came gradually out of his shy cocoon.
He learned about a job as a valet in England. He packed up(along with Madeline who was training to be a maid)& went to England to train as a valet for six months.

But he got done if four months. As he tried, like Auoda told Ren, to find a stable job. Not travel that much and yearned for family life. But poor luck and again bad things happening to him.
He failed to find stability though he had served in ten English houses. As he masters went on the run going from country to country. As well as getting themselves in trouble with the law. And womanizing.

Then he heard about a reclusive but yet stable & strange Englishman named Phileas Fogg.
He heard that the strange Englishman never traveled, doesn't have a family, and never has been in trouble with the law.
As nobody knew how he got his wealth as he didn't have a job. But there, Phileas Fogg interviewed the frenchman and hired him. A
fter only a three minute interview. As the frenchman wanted a quiet life, the same day, he was told to pack at once.

Which was strange since the Englishman wasn't much of a traveler and was on a bet. To go on that legendary journey around the world in the alloted time of 80 days. With only two shirts and three pairs of stockings for him and his new manservant.

Then Passepartout realized he was one brave fella indeed. He saved the princess from a funeral prye as well as Indians going on the train to kill the passengers.
Also when Fogg thought he lost his bet and gave Passepartout orders to have a priest marry the princess. He corrected the times. And finally, Fogg had won his bet!! And gained a wife.
As also Passepartout did with Madeline. Mr Fixx, once Fogg's archrival, now was his friend and he married as well.

 

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It also goes into Passepartout marrying Madeline despite his flings with women. As Phileas and Auoda along with Fix and Mildred get married. As the Foggs conceive and start a family, the Passepartouts had a hard time trying for children.
Seven childless years passed and the former detective Fixx helped them adopt a little girl from Japan. Both decided to name their newborn daughter Priscilla. Passepartout loved his new duties as a new father since he was good with the Fogg's kids calling him "Uncle Passepartout".

But after two weeks, Madeline suddenly with no explanation walked out of their loft. And also unbeknowest to Jean, out of his & his baby girl's life. Passepartout thought family life was a bit overwhelming for Madeline.
To let her gather her thoughts. At was once, a lovable and romantically alive marriage.
But then the days grew into weeks then months. She did return back to him six months later. In the form of divorce papers.
The young dad was crushed as he did all he could to provide for him and his soon-to-be ex-wife. But he was always so loyal to her. That he gave in & reluctantly granted her her wishes.

As the divorce devestated him, he knew he had to be strong. Not just for himself, but for his little girl most of all.
He was a loving, hands on, and awesome dad. Who fixed both of their dinners, played with her, tickled and kidded her, bathed, clothed, and hugged her. Devoting his whole entire life to his adorable little girl. Taking her to school, plays, ice cream, and the ballet.
He was so, so involved with his daughter and his role as a single dad. That he didn't give thought at all about his ex-wife. But he was dead wrong. When he one time found his wife now making money & a living as a prostitute at bars in England. But then, out of the blue, she showed up at his & his little girl's loft. Six years later!!

Madeline who used to be beautiful now looked like an old lady. Lost a whole lot of weight that she was skin & bones. And also smelled like alcohol.
Passepartout was devestated that she would come in and try to make things better for them.
But he found out about her and told her he saw her in a bar making a living as a prostitute.
And that he and his little girl didn't need her anymore. And the reader thinks that Passepartout is not just disgusted at his wife's new lifestyle.

But also he could never forgive her on walking out on both of them. That they moved on without her. And that her health and lifestyle would be a bad influence on little Priscilla, now six.
Madeline threatened to go to court to get back Priscilla. As the frenchman counterattack back with a restraining order not to go near him and especially Priscilla.
After a few month and four times, Passepartout was awarded full custody of Priscilla. But just as he thought the story would close on him and Madeline. Another story would begin. This one, though, was anything but romantic. It would turn out almost deadly. And cost the frenchman his life nearly!!

Then on Priscilla's sixth birthday as the Foggs and Fixes prepared for a party for the little girl. As Priscilla's doting and caring daddy would take her shopping for a dress. After a fun-filled day at the local amusement park.
There were three men. Big and strong men full of height and muscle. Following both of them.
At first Passepartout kind of shrugged it off. Then he realized these no-nonsense men were being dead seriously.

As he and his little girl were running, a man snatched a crying Priscilla out of her daddy's hands. As the three men cornered Passepartout trying to retrieve her.
As the frenchman gave the trio some punches & kicks. He could not escape them at all. As the men very badly beat the poor daddy up. Nearly almost killing him with blows to the face and in the stomach.

Knowing that they could not leave the badly beaten and nearly unconscious frenchman in a pigsty for fears of the police coming after them. They decided another but very deadly other way.
There was a nearby hole as the three carried the barely alive Passepartout near the wilderness. Then all three threw him in the hole.
But this hole was anything but just an ordinary hole. As he felt about nearly 10,000 feet through the hole.

As he was screaming and yelling just to make himself stop falling. Then he fell very badly & hard on the concrete.
He felt almost every bone in his body broken. As he laid there. Very, very barely but very persistantly clinging onto dear life.
The hole he fell in would lead the badly injured & beaten man in a world not quite his own. And he would find himself, well..., not himself at all.

 

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Then as they break so that everyone could get rested after a already "high noon" hypnosis session. Passepartout is now happy and joyfully reunited with his formerly kidnapped daughter Priscilla.
As Passepartout is lovingly playing with his little girl.
Ren and Phileas Fogg had a conversation by themselves.

Both wanted to Passepartout to remain in their own time periods. As they share stories about the frenchman. How loyal and resourceful he has been and is.
How both would be admittingly disappointed if Passepartout choosed one world over the other.

Both Ren & Fogg respect one another not only being intelligent but being also caring as well for the frenchman.
But Fogg assured her that Passepartout would make the right choice. And not to give up her hopes at all.
In the end of their conversation, Fogg told her that Passepartout would be devestated if he left Ren. That with amnesia or not, he would never be the same if he had to return to his time period. As Ren admittingly sadly looking at Fogg by her expression.

Then they resume Passepartout's hypnosis. Passepartout then went back after he was nearly clinging onto life.
As he was laying unable to move on the concrete ground. Badly beaten and broken.
Not just physically but mentally and emotionally. As he was trying really hard to ask for help. But the people laughed and ignored him. Mistaken him for a homelesss drunk.
Laying there seemed like eternity for him. But several homeless people were kind and carried the badly injured man to their "home".

The underground in the streets. The homeless people had never ever seen a badly injured man like poor Passepartout.
They found out he wasn't like them. Meaning he was from another country. And spoke very, very broken if little english.
They then realized he was indeed a frenchman. They became his "doctors & nurses".
Though it isn't written in the story, they may have found it that he had amnesia. Because they asked questions to him that he probably couldn't remember anything at all.
How he got beaten nor what else happened to him.

Making sure he was fed with all the food they could come up with. In the trash cans.
An Indian woman who pratices medicine made sure his bruises and sores didn't get too infected. Made a bed for him.
After a month of barely keeping him alive the homeless realized they had done all they could. But they couldn't either leave him out to die. Or take him to the hospital because of course he was broke and poor.
So they did the next best thing. Carried him to a loft where they could see if anybody could help him even better. It was a longshot but better than nothing they thought.

As they left him near the glass window of one of the apartments. As he was trying to break the glass in which he succeeded. He broke into glass as he scared a young woman. The woman threatened to call the police or take matters into her own hands.
But she realized the long bearded and long haired man was very badly injured and smelt bad. Passepartout realized that it was the day he met Ren. Not only did he enter into her loft. But also into her heart as she entered into his heart. And into each others' lives.

After the final hypnosis session, both looked at each other with tears in their eyes. As both embraced and kissed one another gently and tenderly. Everybody in the room realized that the young couples' love for each other was real, genuine, and heartfelt.

 

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Then Passepartout after getting himself together and showing off his love to Ren. Excused himself as he wanted to take his adorable daughter out for a milkshake. To catch up with what he missed with her. Of course, everybody wholeheartedly excused him.
As they went to the bistro as everybody knew him and Ren as frequent customers. Then he gets a milkshake for his seven year old girl. As she is sipping lovingly the milkshakes, he looks at her from head to toe.
It is obvious that she hasn't eaten well at all. As she lost a lot of weight. And that she looks like skin & bones from her pale & pitiful appearance. The doting daddy got her more milkshakes which she seemed to love.

Then his daughter told her daddy the nightmares she had never thought would had ever happened. But lived to tell about it. About the horror stories where Madeline wouldn't spend money on her daughter.
How she mistreated poor Priscilla for the past seven and a half months. That Madeline has a different man with her every single night during the time. Priscilla also had very little to eat at breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
How Priscilla had to dance in her mom's dance act. How she went to bed and got up so, so early hungry all the time. She told Passepartout she worked like 18-hour days seven days a week.

Passepartout wasn't surprised at his wife's heartless and mean-spirited attitude. But he was downright furious at the way she treated their daughter. Much more like his daughter.
He lovingly assured her that not only both of them are together. But both he and she would never, ever be apart again. And it will be only he and Priscilla. And he made sure wholeheartedly to his little, precious girl that she will never, ever be with her mommy again. Not only be around her but make sure that Madeline stays away from her and Passepartout's lives forever.

Then he asked his daughter a tough question. Would he love to go back with her to her time. Or would she love to stay with him. Priscilla honestly admits that she made friends there and loved her school.
But also she felt(as the reader must had sensed in her mind also)Passepartout really loved it here. And that Passepartout would be devestated if he had to go.
But the person who would be even more devestated would be Ren. Because despite being seven years old, the readers sense that Priscilla is very wise beyond her years.
But also Priscilla felt that Ren was so sweet and kind. By how Ren has treated her with love and kindness. As Ren gave her stuffed animals to keep. Also that this was Ren's time period. And despite no matter how much Passepartout begged her to go back with him.

She couldn't because she couldn't leave her family and her job that she both loved. Priscilla though, as the reader could sense, didn't want to go back mainly because of her mommy.
And all of those nearly a year she was kidnapped. As the reader could sensed poor Priscilla has nightmares by those painful memories. Memories she would love to desparately leave behind.
As she lovingly tells her daddy that she would go wherever he would go. And could make a brand new start as well as a new school and new friends.
That the reader thinks she also takes her daddy's feelings into consideration. Her daddy as the reader can tell is very proud of her. And the lady she has become due to him. As Priscilla got her kindness and manners from her daddy.