Time Traveling For A Goddess

Chapter Four

“What?” Alyson asked. “What do you mean 1993?”

   “Cool down Ally,” I told her and she sat down again. After she had come to our table in a wonderful mood, we told her, knowing that she’d be even more upset if we hadn’t told her sooner.

   “It doesn’t make any sense,” she said looking at me. “It makes even less sense then teleporting or flying.”

   I looked at John. “No it sounds just as crazy.”

   “No,” she disagreed. “It doesn’t. But what matters now is how do we get back, going on the fact that we are in 1993.”

   “I have no idea,” I answered her, at lost for some plausible answer. “I honestly have no idea.”

   “But you’re the smartest one here,” she said and shook my shoulders.

   “No, you’re the one taking physics and other laws of the world,” I reminded her. “I’m the one who uses my common sense.”

   “But you’re also good at the laws of physics too,” she said and her whole face saddened. “I just want to get home.”

   “Me too and so does John,” I told her and held her hand. “But I don’t know even the first step to take. We’ll just have to settle in and find the answers with time.”

   She stood up now, furious. “What do you mean, settle in? We’re going to live here, now. We don’t belong here at all. We need to get out of here as soon as possible.”

   “Did you not listen to Felicia?” John said. “You need to calm down and we need to think of a solution. But since we have none at the moment, we should get some rest and figure it out tomorrow.”

   “Where?” Alyson asked.

   “What?”

   “Where are we going to rest, because if what you guys said was true, we don’t have houses anymore. Me and Felicia aren’t even born yet,” she explained. “So where do we go?”

   We were all silent as we looked at one another. It was an important question and we had absolutely no idea.

   “Hi,” our waitress Sarah smiled slightly. “I over heard you conversation and – ”

   “Our what?” Alyson asked and looked urgently at me.

   “You have nowhere to stay,” she said and sat down. “I’m sorry for eaves dropping but you are our last customers and we need to close up. But since you have nowhere and no one to stay with, I had a suggestion.” She tucked a tendril of hair out of her beautiful blue eyes.

   “Alright,” I said encouragingly. “Anything can help.”

   “Well…” she started and looked at me. “I have a place just around the corner and it has a second, sort of house attached, but it’s still private. My friends stay there when they need to. I can lock you out and you can lock me out, so it’s all good just for the night. Or however you long you need to find a new place of your own.”

   “Thank you,” I smiled at her and looked over at my friends. Alyson shook her head and John nodded slowly. “I just want to tell you, you don’t have to do this.”

   She nodded and then stood back up. “I want to, given the situation you think you’re in. You may need all the help you can get.”

   I gasped and Alyson frowned. “How long were you listening to us?”

   “You were talking rather loud and like I said, we were all wondering when you were leaving, so we could close up,” she explained shyly and backed up. “Meet me outside. I’ll be there in a few.”

   “Thank you very much,” I told her and John inclined his head in agreement. She smiled and walked away while we stood up.

   “I don’t trust her,” Alyson muttered angrily. “She shouldn’t have been listening.”

   “Then we would never have had a place to stay,” John put in and tossed his head back to look up at the sky.

   “Better then sleeping on the streets,” I agreed and shook as the cold breeze of the summer night hit me.

   “Still,” Alyson said. “She should not have been listening.”

   I leaned against the wall and she leaned against it beside me and rested her head on my shoulder. “Tomorrow we’ll figure out what to do,” I promised her. “We’ll do something.”

   “But we won’t get home will we?” she questioned.

   “I have no idea, we just might have to start a life here and get resources to help us with studying our problem,” I told her and John came to stand in front of us.

   “I’ll look for a job tomorrow,” he stated. “There’s a mechanic shop down the road. It’s a jump from you’re store, but at least I know my stuff. And is has a help wanted sign on the window.”

   “Good,” I agreed, my eyes glazing over at the thought of living in this time.

   “Hey guys,” Sarah said as she came out of the diner in her waitress clothes. “Let’s get over to my house. I called my boyfriend and he agreed that we should help you three.”

   “You told your boyfriend, how do you know he won’t tell anyone?” Alyson cried out.

   “You don’t know him as well as I do,” Sarah looked at Alyson with disdain. “We’ve lived together for three years and you’ve only just heard of him.”

   Alyson taken aback said, “I’m sorry, but you don’t even know us, how can you trust us.”

    “Because,” Sarah started, then pulled out a note from her pocket. “I got this in the mail last night.”

   I took it from her hand and stared at it. It has a picture of the three of us smiling in the diner and underneath it said:

These three are yours to take care of. You are now their guardian and we’ll help as hard as you try to guide them back home. You cannot resist or ignore this job. We’ll be watching.

   “What does it mean?” I questioned and handed it to John.

   She shrugged. “I don’t know but like it said, I couldn’t resist the pull to you guys. I knew from that moment what you said was true and how I needed to help you.”

   “I don’t get it,” Alyson frowned handing the note to her. “How did you know? And why did you get it and who gave it to you?”

   “That’s the problem,” she looked at the three of us with concern. “I have no idea what I’m supposed to be doing or why I was chosen and who chose me. But I had no choice and I feel bound to you.”

   “It doesn’t make any sense,” I frowned.

   “None of this does,” John stated and looked at me. “We just have to take her word for this and trust who we think we can. We have to take chances we’ve never tried before.”

   “And you guys thought hitch hiking was a bad idea,” Alyson muttered and crossed her arms; John and I exchanged a smile, typical Alyson.

   “Alright, we’ll go to your house for the night,” I told Sarah who smiled and nodded at me. “In the morning we’ll try to figure out what to do.”