I DO NOT own The Great Mouse Detective but I DO OWN the two O.C's. Enjoy!

Ch. One

It'll be two weeks till I turn twenty-six with no plans what to do for it. My friends tend to be busy like usual and all i end up doing is going for dinner with two or three friends maybe that can actually hang out with me after dinner and not just eat and run along with what little of my family that doesn't want to come along for a free meal.

It doesn't seem like I'll really be doing much, except trying to read this book my mother gave me because im a practicing witch and it's time I learned the family's book of shadows. Though all I seem to want to do is either draw or write my fanfictions on my computer. Lately it's been "The Great Mouse Detective" I've been writing about. Bringing the great joy and love for the movie...and the mouse. Though my husband; John hasn't been much help with it when he teases me...not in a mean way, just in a way so I can react because I'm cute that way apparently.

"Oh dear, you know I'm just teasing you." said John

"I know...but you certainly not helping my wants right now."

"Sorry, maybe later. Heh"

"Yeah... I should be reading that book mom gave me."

"You should, but are you really going to?"

"Well...there is a spell I wouldn't mind trying. My mom says it took
her a couple of months to perfect it. As much as she doesn't believe me
when it comes to my element...my ability. I'd like to prove her wrong
and show her what I can do."

"You know that's not a good reason to try it."

"You mean other then to practice and see what happens."

"Yeah, I guess."

"good, this will be one thing to keep me occupied till my birthday...which
doesn't seem to exist."

"Why do you say things like that?"

"Because it's a Tuesday Who would have time for me during the week besides
you and your mom."

"There's a few who would come."

"right, well in the meantime. Let's give it a try."

He agreed to it as I read up on what I would need. I thought it was a little strange. Not the white candles in a circle no, not the spell it's self no, but that i asked for a old no longer in use key. Although maybe it's not that strange...after all I am in a way opening a door to...somewhere. It says I have to think of a place or wherever that I would want to go. Sounded pretty specific so maybe that's why mom had trouble at first with it.

I got it set up and lit the candles as John brings me his key from the old house. I kept reading the book and had him bring me a paper and pen.

"Why do you need that?"

"Because it says that I have to draw a door."

"Really? kind of beatlejuice there isn't it?"

"Tell me about it, but that's what the book says, so..."

I draw the door and place it in front of me in the circle of candles. I cast the spell as I held the key down towards it and though I didn't think it would work I was amazed as the lights flickered and I'm pretty sure John was hearing the crackling as well as I was. It said that I have to think of a place that I want to go. Whether it's another country, city, time period or even another world. The only thing that came to mind is what I've been writing my fanfiction about lately. Then a flashing light appears and when it died down an actual wooden frame door appeared.

"Well...I'm speechless."

"That's a first. Well let's open it."

"You think we'll be okay?"

"Don't know, but...allons-y?"

I laughed as he rolled his eyes at me for using a Doctor Who reference. I reached for the knob to turn and as I opened it something came tumbling out of the door and into my living room. Then the door snapped shut and disappeared. I'm pretty sure I had the same thought as John as we looked where the door was.

Oh fuck.

We were both knocked out of our thoughts as I heard yelling now. Looking in my den that they had rolled into and I couldn't believe what I saw...or more so who I saw.