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Date Posted: 15:21:15 12/21/01 Fri
Author: Samuel B.
Subject: My New Chain Story

Well, here's the prologue and 1st chapter of that chain story I promised... I call it "A Friend In Need". Have fun with it!
Here it is:
He felt as though he were drifting through a cloud.... his head was filled with smoke.... he could remember his last leap clearly now, although he knew for certain that he would not once the haze cleared. As he knew it would, blue light suddenly surrounded his body, and he leaped. In the blink of an eye, it was over. He still had his eyes closed from the haze, but what he saw when he opened them amazed him beyond belief.
"I'm gonna tell you a story, Beth, but instead of starting with the happy ending-" He heard himself say.
"No way! NO way! Why?..." He said, almost not thinking about it. He knew where he was, when he was, and even who he was. He was Beth Calavicci, and he was looking at himself telling Beth not to remarry, just after his amazing leap to his actual birthday.
"No way what, Beth?" Sam said, obviously not knowing that the Beth he was looking at was actually himself in a different age.
"You... you're... me!" Older Sam replied. He knew he really shouldn't, but could not restrain himself.
"What are you talking about, of course you're not me. And I'm not you." Sam looked into *Beth's* eyes, not knowing.
Older Sam had a sudden idea.
'Alia could see me after I touched her, so maybe I'll be able to see me after I touch me.' Older Sam reached out and lightly tapped his younger self on the arm. As he almost expected, a line, almost a wave, of blue light passed through his and his former self's body.
"Oh my god." His younger self said. "You're.... you're..."
"Me!" Older Sam finished for him. "I'm Beth, but I'm you!"
"This is too weird." They stared at each other for a few seconds, wondering what in the hell was going on.
"Sam! You're never gonna believe who's in the waiting...." Al stopped short as he looked at both Sams, sitting at the same table.
"Al, go back to PQL and get me some information, NOW!" Sam snapped, as though he were angry about this leap.
The other Sam nodded his head at Al, and Al stepped forward. "You can see me?"
"Of course I can see you. But who's Al are you, his or mine?" Sam said.
"His. Uhh.. Sam, this is a little weird. I'm gonna go back to PQL.... right...." Al hit a few buttons on the handlink, and the Imaging Chamber door opened. He stepped back into the quantum blue, hit another button on the handlink, and vanished from sight as the door slid down and closed.
"Why would I leap into Beth as you were telling me not to remarry....?" Sam was oviously puzzled at this new postion God or Time or Fate or whatever it was leaping him around had chosen for him.
The imaging chamber door opened behind young Sam. Al walked out, pressed a button on the handlink, and the door slid downward, and shut. "Sam, there's still no one in the waiting..." Al paused as he looked at the two Sams, in puzzlement. "What the hell is going on here? It's been 6 hours, we just got a lock on you, I am dizzy again, and now there's TWO of you! Sam, am I seeing double from being dizzy, or am I going caca?" Al looked into young Sam's eyes, then older Sam's eyes, than younger Sam's again. He looked as though he were ready to faint.
"This is happening, Al, and I think I know why." Older Sam said.
"Me too.", was young Sam's reply. "I think... I think he was here to stop Beth from hearing that you are still alive." he said. To both Sam's amazment, Al began to fade....

And in his place there appeared a tall, skinny man of about 40 years. "Samuel," he said, in an Australian accent. He sounded almost drunk. "Why on earth are there two of ya, mate?"
"Oh my God, it's happening..." sam trailed off, looking like he was trying to remember something that was on the tip of his tongue. And that was precicely it. He was just going to say something about... what was his name again? That other guy that was there... Alex? He couldn't even remember who he was talking about.
"His name was Al. Your memory is fading just as quickly as mine. This is a little scary." They were both very much shook up from the whole incident.

(End of Prologue)



Chapter 1
"Sean" The New Observer

Gooshie was back at the PQL, trying to figure out what Sam and Sam did to make it so the new Observer took Al's place. "Ziggy, why did the Admiral just dissapear like that?" Gooshie was just as shook up as older and younger Sam were.
"What Admiral, Gooshie? I remember no Admiral." She said in that highly-snobbish voice/personna that Sam had programed her with.
"What do you mean, what Admiral??? Admiral Albert Calavicci! He works with us here at the PQL! I don't believe this... Am I the only one who remembers anything about him?" Gooshie looked like he was a mix of angry, sad, and sick. "This happened before, but only when Dr. Beckett couldn't save the Admiral from being execut... That must be it! Ziggy, run a scan for what happened to an Admiral Albert Calavicci. And make it quick!" Whirring sounds came from inside Ziggy many control panels.
"What is the point of this, Gooshie?" Ziggy said. She was obviously memory free of Al. "I don't see what could be so important about someone we've never met."
"The point is that the Admiral was someone who worked here, for us, for SAM! He was the Observer, don't you remeber ?" He was, by now, very frustrated.
More whirring sounds came from inside Ziggy. "Sean is the Observer, and he always has been. I have the data you asked of me... would you like me to dispute it, or answer some more of your stupid questions?" She said, wishing no more than to agrivate Gooshie further.
"Dispute it, God damn it! Why do you play these stupid games with me, Ziggy?" Gooshie was surprised to hear himself use such 'vulgar' language, but he was getting fed up with Ziggy and her games.
"I play games with you because I like seeing you mad... It makes you sexier..." Gooshie almost went for the 'self destruct button with this comment, but he knew that if he did, they would have no communication with Sam, because the Imaging Chamber door can only be opened with Ziggy. Even if Sean... hey, he knew his name!... did have the handlink, and since Ziggy's self destruct was made to make anything that was attached to her in any way explode, so the handloink would explode, trapping Sean in the IC.
"WHAT HAPPENED TO THE ADMIRAL, GOD DAMN IT?????"
"Admiral Albert Calavicci commited suicide on June 15, in the year nineteen hundred and 71. The police suspected it was because of his lust for his wife, Beth Calavicci, had remarried after asuming him dead after he had been in a POW camp in Vetnam for four years." Ziggy replied, in her snobbish tone.
"But... she never re-married... unless... Ziggy! Where is Dr. Beckett?" Gooshie thought he might finally have some idea as to what was going on here...

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