Alex: I tried to wait til I had more written but I just couldn't! Far too excited to wait. My first real official crossover! I don't see why no one has done a Quantum Leap/Slider crossover. Its been pointed out for a while that the two shows are very similar. Anywho, I'll try to stick to the canon as much as possible but a few liberties might be taken. I also want to point out -
Sam: (leaps into Alex's place) Whoa, where am I?
Al: Just post the fanfiction, Sam, and you're out of here. In the original history the readers died of boredom before they ever got to the story!
Sam: Um, ok? Here goes.
In a flash of brilliant blue light Dr. Sam Beckett was leaping out of a small town in North Virginia to who knows where. He smiled at the fading image of the young couple that stood embracing one another tightly. Sure, he hated playing the bad guy. But the girl had been in an abusive relationship with the man he had leapt into and now she was much better off now. The cool touch of the police cuffs around his wrists faded away as a new scene came into view. And this scene was a belly?
"Will you get off of me, Mr. Brown!"
An English accented voice roared in anger. Sam stood up quickly, offering a hand to the squashed man and his apologies. The bearded man accepted his hand. Sam shifted his footing as he strained to pull up the stranger. For whoever he was, judging from the well rounded belly, he obviously did not shirk on seconds at the dinner table.
"Quickly, make room for Mr. Mallory and Miss Wells."
"What?"
At that moment Sam finally took notice of the blue light that had surrounded scene. For a moment he allowed himself to think the job was done and he was already leaping out. Thinking that was the easiest leap ever he realized he had spoken too soon. Sam noticed the bearded man's eye line and slowly looked directly above him. Right above his head was a shining blue vortex hanging in the sky. The wind blew dust into his eyes causing him to blink rapidly. At each blink he thought the hallucination would disappear but the hole in the sky seemed persistent on staying very real.
"What in the-?"
"Look out!"
A figure shot out of the vortex and with a thud crashed right into Sam, knocking him to the ground. Sam found himself staring at the sky, lying on his now injured back he let out a low groan. From this vantage point he could see a young lady spat out from the vortex. She landed squarely on her feet and after regaining her balance cried triumphantly,
"And she sticks the landing!"
Then she took note of Sam's predicament.
"Quinn! Rembrandt! Are you okay?"
She stooped to help, as the bearded gentleman brushed himself off and grumbled loud enough for everyone to hear.
"Serves him right."
The heavy weight on top of Sam rolled off and stood to its feet.
"Sorry, Rembrandt."
"It's alright."
A handsome sturdy young man with sandy blonde hair stood above him offering a hand. After being helped up Sam brushed himself off and stared gaping at the vortex that had begun to disappear, wondering to himself who in the world these people were. The younger man, apparently Quinn, rubbed his hands together before asking,
"So Professor, when's the next slide?"
The older gentleman produced a device that greatly resembled a TV remote. Staring at the display he announced,
"Twenty four hours and some change. Looks like a normal enough world this time. We had better head into town and check into the hotel."
Quinn nodded,
"Alright then, let's go."
The small group started to head off when Sam felt a hand grab his arm.
"Rembrandt, are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost."
The young lady stood looking up at him with concerned eyes. Sam looked down at the very short, petite woman, taking note of her brunette hair in a short modern styling. Modern was a good sign, better to help guess what year he had landed in. From looking at her necklace he determined her name was Wade. Sam smiled and managed to stumble out,
"I guess I'm just a little shook up is all, Wade."
She gave small smile,
"Yeah, that last world was no fun huh? Don't want to be going back there any time soon."
Sam pretended to chuckle as his brain tried to comprehend what she had just said. Last world?
"Maybe we'll get a little vacation before we have to slide."
Sam simply smiled and nodded as they walked through the abandoned park towards the city skyline.
Slide? Oh boy.
Theorizing that one could time travel within his own lifetime, Dr. Sam Beckett stepped into the Quantum Leap accelerator and vanished.
What if you could travel to parallel worlds? The same year, the same Earth…
… awoke to find himself trapped in the past, facing mirror images that were not his own,
….. you're the same person, but everything else is different? I found the gateway!
… hoping each time that his next leap will be the leap home.
Now, the problem is: finding a way back home.
The closer they got to town the more dismal it looked. Everything seemed to be coated with a layer of dust that kicked up when a wind blew through. The travelers coughed as the grime caught in their throats, and when a particularly strong gust came through they could barely see where they were going due to the grit in their eyes. Wade had pulled her shirt over her nose as she squinted against the wind when she spotted the familiar sight of the Dominion Hotel.
"Guys, it's over here!"
Finally the group stumbled its way into the lobby of the hotel. A surprised desk clerk cheerily welcomed them,
"Hi there, welcome to the Dominion. Are you folks alright?"
Wade, being the only one who wasn't coughing, spoke up first.
"Not really, we had no idea that it would be a dust bowl out there."
A rather large man came out from behind the counter holding a couple bottles of water. He handed one to each person, which they eagerly accepted. Sam immediately chugged down half of his bottle before pausing to take a breath. While his throat was still scratchy he instantly felt a lot better.
"I guess you all being strangers around here you weren't prepared for the dust storms. Most folks in town are always prepared with some of these."
The chubby man pulled at the faded red bandana that was tied around his neck, before pointing to the pair of shiny goggles that were perched on his forehead.
"I'll make sure to get you some."
Quinn finally found his voice,
"Thanks that would be great. Would you mind telling us why it's so dusty out there?"
As Quinn spoke the clerk's eyebrows shot up, but they quickly returned to their normal positions. Rubbing his hands together nervously he muttered,
"This is a mining town, there's always dust everywhere. Um, so I take it you want a room."
Wade spoke up,
"Yes, room 103 if it's available."
"Sure, sure."
The clerk shuffled back behind the desk and retrieved their key. The travelers exchanged looks amongst themselves that commented on the man's sudden change in demeanor. After accepting the keys they decided not to press any further questions on the clerk and went on up to the room.
Al: You're outta here.
Sam: (leaps out)
Alex: What just happened? That was too weird. *shakes head* Just pointing out that yes, I know I mixed up the intro monologues up a bit. I did that on purpose, so those who don't watch the show might understand a bit better. Right then, bye!
R&R Please?
So maybe the Sliders will show up for the next commentary.
