TITLE: Who Pushed the Button? (3/?)
AUTHORS: Rose and Zealnote (her 15 year old daughter)
CATEGORY: LGM
SPOILERS: None
SEQUELS: Unknown
RATING: PG-13
CONTENT WARNINGS: Language and some romance
SUMMARY: A mysterious woman comes to the LGM for protection
and before they know it they are "Lost in time!"
STATUS: unfinished
DISCLAIMER: All publicly recognizable characters are
the property of FOX Television, 10-13 productions,
Chris Carter, Vince Gilligan
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Background on me. This is the first Fic I
ever wrote. And I had my 15 year old, that writes Digimon
fics, to help me with it. So please bear with me I'm learning.
Personal note - Thanks to Jen who gave me the idea about the room,
and thanks I think to my own husband dirty pre-me apartment.
Chap 3 OHHHHH what does this button do?
Langly stared at his bedroom door, with longing eyes as he started
to decode the CD Ranalla bought them.
Frohike happen to spot him a few times and when the tall blond did
not answer his question, snapped and said, "You know she is not your
type!"
Langly looked over to the older man and said in a voice willed with
hurt and anger, "What you mean Doo-hicky?"
Frohike always hated it when Langly called him counted with getting
in Langly's face, "She is alive for one thing not a blow up doll!"
Langly's eyes got wide and he stood up ready to fight Frohike when
Byers seeing that this was going to get bad pushed between his two
friends and said, "Enough, she came to us for help and by the email
that Mr. Parker sent to us we will need to decode this CD."
Langly gave Frohike a hard look, while Frohike sent daggers at the
taller man's back and sighed deeply to get his temper under control,
"Just do it," he snapped.
Langly sighed and ran his big hand threw his long hair and quickly
worked on decoding it. Every few minutes looking up at the door
in hopes that Ranalla would come out. Byers, playing with his
beard watched his friend work and he wondered if she was all
right. Maybe she was cold he thought and got up to get a
blanket for her, when he remembered that Frohike gave her the last
clean one.
With a cough he moved to make some coffee, in hopes to hide his
actions from the others, for it seem it was going to be a long
night. With Langly and Frohike complaining softly about how
slow the decoding was going.
After a few hours Jimmy came home with a bang, towing in bags of
food.
"Hey guys!", he said with that happy puppy dog voice of his.
The other three men sighed and looked over at Jimmy. In their
hearts they knew Ranalla would fall for Jimmy.
I mean he was what most women thought was good looking.
He had lots of cash. A great looking car. And well he
was Jimmy, everyone seem to like him.
"Shhhh, you big ox!", Frohike said seeing in his mind Ranalla in
Jimmy's arms, "She is asleep."
"Who?", Jimmy said trying to tip toe into the warehouse but making
more noise.
Langly sighed and knew that his one and only change to get laid was
gone with Jimmy's smile, "The woman in my room. Now be quiet!"
Byers too seem a bit depressed at seeing Jimmy spoke, "We have a
guest Jimmy. Her name is Ranalla Parker.", and he thought along with
the rest of the Gunmen - she is ours we saw her first, "She came to
us for help."
"Wow. You guys are so cool." Jimmy said with a big smile, "When
can I meet her?"
"Never if we are lucky." Langly said softly so no one could hear
and looked at the computer screen to find it was done decoding,
"Done guys. Look at this!", he told the others.
The other three came over and crowed around Langly as Byers read
out loud:
If you are reading this then I have been killed and my
granddaughter has come to you for help. Enclosed is
the plans to my and Dr. Clayton Forrester time machine.
Please gentlemen do not allow the government to get their
hands on my invention or my granddaughter. I do not wish
my death in vain. Following your paper for years I feel
I can trust you.
Please again gentlemen protect my granddaughter.
Signed
Dr. Parker