CopyRight: Universal/MCA and Renaissance Pictures own all Xena, Gabrielle, Argo, Janice Covington, and Melinda Pappas, not mine damn it. As well as the Birkenstock Company owns those sandals' brand name as does Dodge Durango, VW, Honda, Gap and Levi own their own names. *L But the story line is all mine as well as the characters, Lillian and Audra so don't "borrow" them. You will receive hell from me if you mess with my story or characters.
Subtext: Its very light in this one. One of those, "Are they really or not?" sort of story.
Started: October 3, 1999 Sunday
Author's Notes: Y'all this story is mostly for laughs, trying to keep it light. Also there maybe some jokes in here or things, that you might just not catch. Inside things. But it certainly doesn't foul up the story line so you can't understand it. Enjoy!
Part 2
Section 2
~*Part 5*~
Both the women on the ground froze then a small, strawberry-blond woman with trouser, boots, leather jacket, and hat on stepped up between their heads. Her cold emerald eyes looked down to the pair on the ground.
"Um hi" The standing woman looked to Lillian, pointing her revolver at her.
"Who the hell are you two?" Before the Canadian or Lillian could respond another person came into the scene. Neither new comers could seem them, but heard them enter.
"Janice what's going on?" A tall dark haired woman in a moron skirt with a white blouse and moron jacket came up beside Janice.
"I don't know sweetheart, like to know myself" The archeologist looked down to the other women again. "Get up the both of you" Slowly and carefully Lillian and Audra both stood up and looked to the other two women. The archeologist still holding her gun up, pointed at them "Now then lets try this again. Who the hell are you and why you in my tent?" The dark haired woman pulled out her glasses from her jack pocket and put them on. She looked up and down the length of Audra and her best friend. Lillian looked to Audra and shrugged. Audra looked to Janice and responded.
"My names Audra this is my best friend Lillian. The part about why we're here is the interesting part" Janice was about to say something then the other woman beside her interrupted her.
"Janice, I don't reckon they're from around yonder here"
"What makes you think that Mel?"
"The clothes" The archeologist turned her eyes back to the pair and looked up and down their length. The clothes defiantly didn't fit in with today's standards in Janice's mind.
"Okay so now we have two questions for you both. Why are you in my tent and where are you from?"
"We got into your tent…by um….lightening bolt. Then we're from Canada" Lillian then pause. "From the future that is" Janice arched an eyebrow at the American's response.
"Future?" Janice took a step closer to Lillian. "Lightening bolt?" The revolver was moved up to the American's face. "You expect me to believe something like that? You know I hate liars"
"She's not lying" The archeologist's eyes looked over to Audra after she spoke up, then she locked eyes with Lillian.
"What I can't stand even more is two liars" The American watched as Janice's jaw tighten, her eyes going a few more degrees colder. Lillian's heart rate picked up, her palms sweating, her body going warm. She then watched as Melinda Pappas took a step forward her hand falling to Janice's right shoulder lightly.
"Janice, wait a sec, maybe they are tellen da truth. Look at their clothes" The archeologist's shoulders came down some. "They aint here tuh do anything wrong, look how yo found them. Laying on duh ground for Lord's sake" The archeologist felt the southerner squeezes her shoulder for a moment, it made her heart flutter briefly. How does she do that to me? Janice lowered her gun and took a few steps back, Mel's hand falling back to her side.
"Alright, so if you're both from the future how'd you get here?" The archeologist then looked down to her gun, doing something to it. Audra spoke while Janice did something or another to her gun.
"It was the lightening bolt. Don't know why or exactly how. Just we figure it to be a time warp or something" Janice opened her leather jacket and slipped her gun into her holster. She looked back up.
"I can buy that since all that's happen today" Mel looked from Janice to the new comers.
"What year yo both from?"
"We're from 2002" The aristocrat nodded at Audra's answer. She then looked to Lillian, she still looked shook up. Audra followed the belle's gaze to her best friend and grasped the American's right arm. "Hey you okay?" Distant hazel eyes looked to Audra.
"Fabulous" The word was low. Lillian's eyes unfocussed and she shook her head. She then looked back to Janice and Melinda, Audra dropping her arm. The Canadian didn't like that, nor the source that started it. Janice looked to Audra then crossed her arms against her chest, her emerald eyes hardening again as she looked to Audra.
"Would you two care to explain how you plan to get to your own time again…if its true?" Lillian took a deep breath but the Canadian replied.
"I don't know…" The archeologist nodded her head and Mel piped in.
"So y'all came from 2002 right?" The American finally spoke up.
"No actually we came from Xena and Gabrielle's time and then we were warped here" The translator gasped and Janice's face went into amazement.
"Xena and Gabrielle? Jesus Christ how the hell you two get there?" Lillian quickly replied to that one, Janice uncrossing her arms.
"It was the lightening bolt, that's all we know" Janice nodded her head and Mel pushed her glasses back up onto the bridge of her nose.
"Well then, I suppose you two can stay here with us till we figure this out. Right now it's night, rather late actually. Melinda and myself are parting from here tomorrow afternoon. You two better figure out what to do by then" Lillian nodded her head, Audra just faintly nodded her head. Janice turned around to face her partner.
"Sweetheart why don't you stay here, I'll take them to the tent next door" Melinda Pappas nodded her head and Janice moved to a table off to the left. She picked up a lamp and nodded to the flap of the tent. Lillian and Audra followed behind, Mel watched them go. Janice opened the tent flap of the smaller tent that lay twenty feet away from the archeologist's tent. The three females entered in, Lillian and her best friend gazed around in the barren tent. Directly in the middle lay to made bed cots, beaten mattresses on the cots. "You can stay here" Both sets of eyes fell on Janice.
"Thanks" The archeologist nodded her head back to Lillian. Janice then left the tent, her boots scuffing on the ground. The pair listened till the footfall was distant. "This is great" Audra sighed after the other woman said that. She then moved to sit on a cot, her blue eyes looking up to Lillian.
"Could be worse aye?" The American looked to the older woman and arched an eyebrow at her.
"Maybe, I just wanna go home myself" Audra grinned then sighed some.
"I agree"
"Why you think we're here at this time?" The Canadian shrugged her shoulders. "Or this episode should I say" The American moved to sit on the other cot, looking across to Audra.
"Well we're defiantly came in right at the end of that episode. What was the name of it? Xena Scrolls aye?" Lillian nodded her head.
"Yeah that was the ep. You could tell by the way Mel was dressed"
"Mmm, yeah her skirt was torn at the bottom, hair down"
"Jacket undone too" Audra nodded at that. Lillian looked to her friend more serious. "Hey at the end, they got those bags mixed up right?"
"Yeah…why?" The American shrugged her shoulders.
"Just had a strange notion that maybe we're suppose to help out with that. What was that dudes name…Jack something or another?"
"Jack…Jack Klemin…no"
"Something like Kleinmen"
"That's it but it was Kleinman. Remember Lil how he was from New Jersey…salesman"
"Eh that's it. Of course he was Joxer's decedent eh?"
"Uh huh" Audra partially ran her hands through her hair. "So you think we're suppose to help them get their scrolls back aye?" The American shrugged.
"Why not?"
"Why not? Because in the episode the Joxer guy later on gives the scrolls to the producer at Universal"
"Yeah but what if that never really happened?"
"Lillian, the way things are going, it probably does" The American chuckled.
"Probably right. Well lets see what happens" Silence loomed in the air for a short period of time. "Audra, you know this is sad?" Audra looked up from the floor, bring up an eyebrow as well.
"What's that?"
"That we sit here talking about all this like it really happened. It's a TV show for god's sake" Audra laughed a little, the American joining in.
"Maybe it did happen"
"Maybe…" Lillian took a deep breath then spoke again. "I think I'm going to take advantage of this semi bed and catch some sleeps" Audra nodded.
"Same here" Both females shifted on the cot beds and lay down. Within minutes they both fell asleep. Their subconscious minds dealing with their predicament.
~*Part 6*~
The flap of the tent opened and boots scuffed on the floor.
"You both get up!" Audra slowly sat up in the bed, she looked to the short blond in front of the flap of the brown tent. The Canadian looked to her friend.
"Lillian, wake up" Lillian groaned for a brief moment then swung her legs over the bed. She also looked to the archeologist, Audra's eyes going back to her. Then the pair watched as Janice stepped more in, Melinda came in behind the archeologist. She was still dressed in the same attire, but her blouse tucked back in and jacket button back up.
"Mornen y'all" The archeologist looked from her partner to the two women on the beds.
"Like I told you both we're leaving today. I don't know what you guys have planned, but you both need to figure it out and quick" Lillian looked up from the floor to Janice, her eyes a bit cold.
"Have you and Melinda there checked that leather pack for the scrolls?" The archeologist's back stiffened, the translator though went wide eye, her mouth hanging open. Janice then got out of her shock, her eyes narrowing at the American.
"Who and how the damn do you know of them?" Lillian sighed some. She wasn't in the mood for this in the A.M. hours. She responded back in a tone that would make some people feel stupid.
"Nobody told me and I just know. We both do" Audra looked to her best friend.
"Thanks for dragging me in with you" Lillian grinned at Audra's words.
"No problem" Janice shifted and moved to stand closer by the pair, Mel still at the flap of the tent.
"Does one of you know Jack Kleinman?" Both the new comers looked up to Janice.
"We sort of do" The archeologist looked to the younger woman to her left.
"Sort? What's sorta? Either you do or don't"
"We do" Janice nodded her head at Lillian's answer. The archeologist then lost her temper.
"What the hell don't you tell me where the fuck you found out everything before I…"
"Janice" The archeologist took a deep breath after hearing Mel call her name in assuagement. The archeologist angrily smiled and crossed her arms against her chest.
"Like I was trying to say, why don't you two tell us how you know everything" The American took a breath and stared at Audra for a second then looked back to Janice, she finally replied.
"We know from history. The way the story goes is that…some how a man named Jack Kleinman from New Jersey got a hold of scrolls. Nobody is sure how either" Janice's eyes went unfocussed for a brief moment. They came back and the archeologist began to speak again.
"Mel?"
"Yes Janice?"
"Go to the brown truck and bring back that leather pack with the scrolls" Mel nodded and the tent flap opened, Mel's footfall dissipating. Janice looked to the pair on the bed again. "History huh?" Lillian nodded her head.
"He might be headed back to the states" The archeologist looked to Audra, Janice retorting back to the Canadian.
"He was last night" The belle then came through the flap with a leather pack. She walked up to Janice, handing it to her. Janice took it and opened the top, her eyes narrowing at the articles inside. "Shit!" Mel looked into the pack as well.
"Oh my" Inside of it was contained some clothes, a small little bag inside of something and a pair of black shoes. "Janice y'all switched duh packs last night I reckon"
"We did sweetheart" The archeologist closed the pack and headed out of the tent, Mel looked to Audra and Lillian for a moment. Both the time travelers caught something in the southerner's eyes, but couldn't tell what exactly it was. She smiled for a moment then Mel hurried out of the tent after her archeology partner.
"You sure that was smart to do?" Lillian looked to Audra then answered her older friend's question.
"Don't know, lets go outside" The Canadian nodded in agreement and the two women hopped out of their beds. They made their way out of the tent and spotted Janice Covington leaning against a brown truck. Melinda Pappas came out of a tent with a brief case and handed it to Janice. The archeologist took it and placed it into the back of the truck with all their other articles. Both Janice and the translator looked to Audra and Lillian. Mel then looked to Janice as the time travelers came up to them.
"Janice what outa we do wid them?" Janice looked to the pair. Audra quickly cut into the conversation.
"Pardon me, but we my friend and I just helped you figure out that you lost your scrolls. So don't even think of leaving us here" The archeologist arched an eyebrow at the Canadian.
"Janice she's right, we outa take them wid us tuh the airport" Janice looked to Mel then back at the pair, she sighed.
"Alright you two can come. Maybe you can help us find Jack at the airport"
"That's where we're headed?" Janice looked to Lillian and answer back.
"Yeah, get in the truck" Lillian nodded, Janice went to the drivers door hopped in, Mel to the passenger door and climbed in. Lillian and Audra though got into the back of the truck, their backs to the sides of the trucks and facing each other. The truck boomed to a start and was put into gear. It rolled out of the desolate archeological site, the ground being in a massacre from last night's explosion. Once out of the site they rolled onto a dirt road, traveling it to only god knows where. Lillian stopped looking at the area around and looked to her best friend.
"Wanna do this again sometime?" The Canadian grinned at the younger woman.
"Sure anytime you want too" Lillian chuckled at that. The area around them was a forest now, wood signs here and there in another language. Once sign both women recognized that said Athens.
"You know this is completely insane?" Audra nodded at that then responded back, her hair blowing along in the breeze.
"I know, but be careful what you wish for aye?" The American arched an eyebrow at Audra.
"I never wished for this" Audra grinned to her friend.
"Sure Lil" Lillian's eyes narrowed for a second then she grinned devilishly.
"Huh, like you never wanted this to happen either Audra?" The Canadian shrugged her shoulders.
"Well not necessarily like this…I don't know"
"Uh huh" Audra shook her head at the younger female and retorted back.
"Whatever" Lillian chuckled at Canadian and looked back to the scenery around her. They were quiet with the exception of the neglected truck still grinding away along the road.
"Audra you think we'll get out of this?" After finishing her words, Lillian looked to her friend. Audra turning her head to meet eyes with her.
"Yes I think so" The American nodded her head.
"This is all just starting to feel a little Quantum Leap-ish" Audra grinned and brought her hands up to rest in her lap.
"It does but I don't think it is" Again Lillian nodded her head in answer. For the rest of the way they rode in silence. They travel for another twenty minutes. Then ahead of them the pair spotted a small airport, it almost looked private. The truck entered in through a pair of gates, took a left and into a parking lot. The truck was parked and the engine died out immediately and Janice swung open her truck door, her boots hitting the dirt ground below. Audra and Lillian climbed out of the back of the truck while Mel exited out of passenger side.
"Lets go inside" Janice nodded to a fairly large building after she said the command. Everybody nodded their heads and began to walk that way. Janice and the southerner were walking ahead, Lillian and Audra behind a few paces. They reached the door, Janice opened it and Mel was about to step in. A crackling sound could be heard, everybody rigidified in their spots.
Lillian and Audra at once knew what that sound meant. They looked up as to the clear blue sky, Janice and Mel doing the same knowing the sound came from above. Then a lightening bolt struck down on Audra and Lillian, they ducked as it came down.
"Holy Shit!" That was the last thing the time travelers heard. Their worlds going black as Indian ink again. Once again their worlds swirled and spun and then images developed before them. An image of Lucille Ball came up as Lucy. Then quick to follow was a blip of Elvis Presley on a stage singing. Marilyn Monroe then sauntered across the image. A voice came to life in this alternate world asking are you for communism? Then an African American man came into the images and his voice filled the world saying I have a dream. His voice echoed through the alternate world and quickly to follow was a president, he was shot. Another image showed men in army outfits running ashore in the Vietnam War. An image of a man in a space suit appeared and his voice arouse speaking out one giant leap for man kind. The man's voice screeched out and began to show women with picket signs asking for rights. The next image switched to a man name Mikhail Gorbachev then it snapped to a shot of Saddam Hussain. Lastly came a dating, the numbers two thousands blipped up with the word Y2K flying by, a shot of mass people in Times Square.
Everything went black again. That familiar bright light grew and grew then exploded in the alternate world.
~*Part 7*~
The small blond rolled to her right and opened her eyes. She stared out the window, the sun's light just coming in to brighten the day. Her eyes lifted up some to a red digital alarm clock on a nightstand. It read nine thirty A.M. The woman groaned and rolled onto her other side on her bed. She closed her hazel eyes and took a deep breath. Her hands went up to touch the pillow, tugging it more under her head. All of a sudden she stiffened up in the bed. Her eyes slowly and carefully opened again and she looked down the length of her body.
She wore her navy short sleeve top, Gap jeans and her Birks still on. The woman shot up in the bed to sit up staring down at her Birkenstock sandals.
"Since when have I started wearing my sandals to bed?" Her eyes were wide open and her breathing picked up a little. Her eyes looked to her jeans. "Or my regular clothes for that matter?" Her small right hand ran through her short hair. Lillian looked to her right to see her walkman and headphones in the middle of the bed. She stared at it in amazement. Swinging her feet over the bed the American walked out of her bedroom and into the bathroom. She splashed her face getting rid of the grogginess, toweling her face lastly. Slowly she walked out of the bathroom and went through her room again and into the main part of her apartment. As soon as she did there was a knock at her door. She went to the door and opened it.
"Hey" The American smiled and stepped out of the way of the doorway. Audra stepped in, she had on a pink blouse, jeans, and a light weight jacket. That's odd, didn't she have that on last night? The American shook her head at her own musing.
"How are ya Audra?" The Canadian smiled.
"Alright. You look like you just woke up" Lillian nodded her head in response.
"Yeah I did"
"Same here, thought I'd come over. You want some breakfast?" In a snap the smaller woman brightens up at the question and quickly responded.
"Defiantly" Audra grinned an walked past Lillian, to the left was the kitchen, a white counter coming out with four stools, a fridge on the opposite side with a sink, oven, and a stove, all wrapping around, everything white or black. The Canadian went into the kitchen while Lillian walked to the opposite side of the apartment, which she considered more the TV slash living room is. In the center is a blue sofa, very comfortable. In front of it was a Sony TV on a stand and electronics under the television. To the right was a large comfy chair and to the left was a smaller couch. A coffee table on the floor between the television stand and the large love sofa. A little ways behind the television was more open space and three large windows with the white shades up.
Lillian picked up her remote from the coffee table and turned on the television. She switched the channel to twenty-four, CNN News. She turned up the volume on the television then placed the remote back down and walked back to the kitchen. Sitting on the stool she looked to Audra, the news blaring in the background from the TV. "I had a freaky dream last night" Audra looked up from the skillet with two three pancakes cooking.
"I did too. What was yours about?" Lillian shrugged her shoulders.
"It was about going back in time supposedly to Xena and Gabrielle then getting warped into Janice and Mel's time" Audra stiffened and looked up to Lillian from the stovetop.
"You're kidding right?" Lillian arched an eyebrow at Audra.
"No…why?" Audra looked back to the pancakes and lifted part of one to look under it, it was still a bit to light. She released the pancake.
"I had the same dream" Audra looked up to her best friend. "In your dream did you go to a village with Xena and Gabrielle then with Janice and Mel you told them about the scrolls and Jack…whatever his name is?" Lillian nodded her head.
"I did…you were there too" The Canadian's eyes widen and she looked back the pancakes, she began flipping them. "Hold on Audra, do you remember at all trying to go to the movies?" Audra nodded, the last pancake flipped over.
"Yes, but we never made it because of a lightening bolt" She looked up to the younger woman behind the bar.
"You wore those same clothes then" Audra nodded her head again.
"And you wore those clothes too" The American's eyes were wide eyed.
"Audra, you think it really happened?" The older woman chuckled and replied with a grin.
"No, it was a dream. We both woke up in our beds aye?" Lillian sighed, her eyes falling to the counter top. "You know that dream would make a good story for you to write" Slowly Lillian's hazel eyes rose back up to Audra, she grinned.
"It would, I should write it eh?" Audra nodded her head and turned back to the stove. She reached up over the stove to a cabinet unit. She opened one of the small doors and produced a white plate. Looking back to the skillet, Audra removed the pancakes and slid them onto the plate. The Canadian then placed the plate in front of her friend and tossed the skillet into the sink.
"Syrup in the refrigerator?"
"Yeah think so" Audra nodded and opened the fridge looking in she spotted a thing of Log Cabin syrup. She moved back to Lillian giving it to her. The American poured some on and Audra opened a draw under the counter top on her side. She pulled out a fork, knife and napkin. She handed them to her best friend. "Thanks" Audra smiled.
"Welcome"
"Hey aint you gonna get anything?" Audra shrugged her shoulders.
"Nah, not hungry right now" Lillian nodded and began to eat.
"That would really make an intro story to write eh?" Audra grinned and replied in a light tone.
"It would make an interesting story, seemed pretty real too aye?" The younger woman stopped eating for a moment and looked to Audra with a serious face.
"That's just it, I thought it was real. Sure felt like it" Audra nodded her head in agreement. She then went back over to the stovetop and opened a cabinet beside the first one she opened. She pulled out a crystal glass and went to the fridge. Opening it Audra pulled out some Tropicana orange juice and poured some into the glass. Placing it back in and closing the refrigerator, she walked back to Lillian.
"It did seem real. But it had to be a dream Lil" The American nodded in agreement and took a few bites of pancakes, Audra sipping on the orange juice.
"Suppose so" They both fell into a silence. One is drinking some the other eating. They both listened to the news in the background.
To the weather should be relatively clear, the highs in the 20's…Celsius. There is no wind expected but the night should be rather chilly. And in news. Just yesterday during the two P.M. eastern time, a bus crashed on I-95 killing the drive and twenty-two children. The parents today are in deep remorse of the deaths. There is a funeral expected to be help for the children at a local Christian church in Virginia State.
Then there was a different and mysterious story up in Canada.
Both Lillian and Audra looked to the television. There on the screen was a shot of a Honda, crashed into a light post. The two women's eyes widen and they both moved to the sofa. Lillian's hands went up to the top of the sofa as she stared at the television. They both recognized the spot in the news's shot and the Honda Civic, mouths gaped.
It seems that a Honda Civic was about to make a turn at a light. Once he slowed down a lightening bolt struck down and the car crashed into a light post. At the time reports say that their were two unknown women at the site. Reports continued to say that this mysterious lightening bolt came down again and just missed the two women and left a hole the size of a manhole. Then yet again the bolt struck again and hit the two females. It is said they disappeared after that, there were no bodies. Nobody at the site knew whom they were. The investigation is still under way as to what happened that evening yesterday.
Both women looked to each other, shock and amazement written all over as expressions. They didn't say anything, just stared at one another.
"It didn't happen" Lillian was a bit skeptical about Audra's words.
"It happened. We went back in time Audra" Audra took a deep breath then she quietly breathed out an interesting statement.
"The show is real then" Both the Canadian's and the American's facial expression went from shock to excitement, they grinned to each other. Lillian replied in her devilish voice.
"And nobody knows but us" They both laughed as they grinned.
That was the story that's been waiting to be told. We may believe or not believe this tale that was spun together and survived through by two women. It maybe history, it maybe two people's dream. Take it as you will.
Author's Last Minute Notes: I wrote this story completely for my best friend, who y'all can guess is Audra. This story is dedicated to her. But I've tried to write two other stories of her and I but kept losing the stories, rather upsetting. I am a bit happy in a sense I did lose them, otherwise I don't think it would have turned out this good without writing experience. And the story defiantly has to be good for my best friend. This is one of the small things I do to show my love for you Audra. I think this story will always be fun for you to look back on and get some chuckles out of. Don't forget you're one of the most important things to me. I love you forever! You're my miracle. -Lillian aka Red Hope