"Go, Jam, save yourself," Jane said. She noticed his finger covering the pulsing red blinking on his arm.

"Come with me," he said.

"I can't, it's fate," she said. "It's goodbye, then," she said. "I want to kiss you goodbye though I know that's impossible."

"Come with me," he repeated. "Hurry, we don't have much time." He stood up, wanting to will her into reuniting, though she would lose her identity she would live on within him. His finger trembled atop the new shiny button.

"Goodbye, Jam," she said and with tremendous effort, willed him to press the red button and then disappeared.