I don’t know where I’m going with this, but:
[S]ome years after he did convince Sarah to marry me, a giant furball of an intertemporal war started, as a far-future band of renegades posing as a Time Patrol came back to steal my – his – oh hell, OUR time machine, because it had a significant feature theirs lacked – namely, his version was actually a hyperdrive, and theirs wasn’t. Neither was their machine capable of traveling “sidetime” – it was strictly an uptime/downtime device.
Which is why they came to our time looking for him, and smashed hell out of things in our time-line instead of his in the process. Luckily, our daughter figured out how to slip between timelines, found him, and to make a long story short, he came with his time-line’s US Space Marines and several US Space Force dreadnoughts, kicked their asses back where they came from, and finally the whole crew went uptime to fuck them up so badly they’ll never be able to build a spacecraft again, let alone build another time machine. I’ve seen the combat videos. Make some popcorn, they’re riveting.
This is not the next story (“The Lion of God”), but is sort of related to it as you can probably already tell.