Bonds by Michael Corvo

Note: This story is a sequel to Matrix.

“It didn’t work!” Alex cried, unlatching the visor of his powered battle armor. Vigil was standing in the abandoned warehouse where he had left her. Only now, the windows were yellowed and broken and one wall was split. It was a side-effect of Alex displacing time as he traveled. Whenever he returned to her, the surroundings were slightly different, a few months or years ahead or behind. He wondered if she even noticed.