Whoo! Sequel! So, this story takes place at the theatre camp where all of our inside jokes came from. Most events that happen are ones that actually took place this past summer. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: New story, same disclaimer

Chapter 1

"Okay, wait until a staff dismisses your table and, that's it," Margot announced at the end of lunch that day.

It was July 31st. Casey, Jean, Fiona and Amanda had been back in their time for almost four months now. But to them it felt like 100 years.

Right now, they were in the middle of their overnight theatre camp, Acting Manitou. It had always been like their true home to them. They loved it so much and felt so comfortable. But now it was their second home. They knew they really belonged in 1900s New York with their husbands/boyfriends, families and friends.

They hadn't told anyone what had happened to them. They knew no one would believe them. They didn't even tell their camp friends whom they told everything to. But the people at Manitou did notice something different about the girls, that they had changed somehow.

"You haven't seen us in a year. It probably just seems like something's changed," they would say, forcing a smile and hiding their New York accents.

Around friends, they would act like their old selves, before the experience had happened. Like nothing was different, like they weren't in fact eight years older than they looked, like their lives hadn't been changed forever. They talked, joked and went through the routines of each day. But during downtime, the four would get together and be their true selves. They would talk about their lives in New York, what they would be doing and what they thought everyone was doing at that second. And that's what they were going to do now.

Walking out of the Pavilion, one of their friends, Hannah, caught up with them and asked Casey, "Hey Case, do you wanna go practice our fight in the mini amp?" The show Casey was in was Dust and she played Octavia who had to swordfight Hannah's character Claudia, Jean was a police officer along with multiple inanimate objects in The 39 Steps, Amanda was Officer McFly in the Bomb-itty of Errors, and Fiona was Pearl in Here be Dragons.

"Um, I'm sorry but I can't. I'm already doing something."

"We're going to the studios," Jean told her.

"You guys go there every day. What do you do?"

"We just talk," Amanda answered.

Hannah, still confused, shrugged and headed into her cabin: Labute. All cabins at Acting Manitou were named after playwrights.

"'Ey guys, I'll meets ya in de studio," Casey told them. When it was just the four, they talked normally. "I just wanna get somethin' outta Albee." Albee was her cabin.

"I'll come wid ya," Amanda stated. She was part of Albee too. Casey and Amanda walked inside.

"'Ey Fi, what does Ethan think 'bout you always disappearin' at downtime?" Jean asked Fiona.

"He's fine wid it. He knows I'm wid you guys and he's respectful of dat; and he has a lotta oudda friends so he don't get lonely."

Ethan MacLayer was friends with the girls at camp; and Fiona's new boyfriend. The three were in total shock when they saw her walking down to the pool at waterfront holding hands with him last week. They interrogated her about why she would possibly want to be in another relationship since she already had a boyfriend that she was madly in love with.

"Guys, we was wisked away from dere. Dere ain't no way we'se evah getting' back or seein' any of 'em," she had answered them. "I hate ta say dat. It kills me and makes me wanna cry thinkin' 'bout dat, but it's da truth and we needs ta undahstand dat or we'll just be foolin' ourselves. I ain't evah gonna be Spot's goil again."

"Tell me again, why are ya wid him?" Jean questioned once more.

"Jean, I've been ovah dis a million times. I really don't wanna talk 'bout it."

"It just don't make sense ta me AP! You was so in love wid Spot, and now what? Dat's all gone?"

"Of coise I'm still in love wid him," she whispered so no one around them would hear them. "But I gotta be realistic. Spot and I ain't a couple anymore and we nevah will be. I need ta accept dat and move on. C'mon, let's go inta da studio." Jean exhaled, still not satisfied with her answer, and started to walk. Before they got to the door, Fiona thought of something and said, "I'll be right back. I wanna get somethin' outta my cabin too."

(In Albee)

Casey climbed onto her bed and from under her pillow she took out a book she wasn't actually reading. She opened it to the middle and took out a picture she was hiding in it. Looking at it, she smiled slightly. It was a picture from their last Christmas in New York. It was of her, David and their kids. He was holding Jamie who was smiling brightly. She was holding Lucy who was only three months old at the time. The baby had a sleepy look on her face. Casey was looking towards the camera while David looked at her. She could see how much he loved her in his eyes. She had just found out she was pregnant again, so they couldn't have been happier.

She remembered the day like it was yesterday:

(flashback)

"Jamie, could ya hand mommy dat ornament?" Casey asked her son, pointing to the one she wanted. They were decorating the Christmas tree that they had bought that afternoon.

"Here mama." He handed her the sparkly plastic ball.

"Thank you sweetie." She reached to near the top of the tree to put it on. "I swears, ya faddah is de only one who can reach dis high."

Casey and David's apartment had been chosen to hold their Christmas party that year. So they were working on getting the house ready before everyone would be getting there that night.

"When is daddy comin' home?" Jamie wondered. He idolized his father and wanted to be just like him.

"He's gonna be home any minute."

As if on cue, they heard the door open and walked inside calling out, "I'm home!"

"Daddy!" the young boy exclaimed when he saw him and ran to him and jumped in his dad's arms.

"Hey you!" David hugged his son and, still carrying him, walked over to his wife. "Hi gorgeous."

"Hi." He kissed her.

"Ewww," Jamie complained, covering his blue eyes. His parents laughed.

Casey reached down for the tree's star. She was about to stretch to place it on top when her husband stopped her.

"Hey, hey, hey. What are you doing?"

"Um, puttin' de star on da tree?" she answered, more asking than saying.

"You shouldn't be doing any physical work. You don't want to do anything that might hurt you or the baby."

"Yeah, I remembah you sayin' dat when I was carryin' dat one." She pointed to the boy in his arms. "Dat didn't stop me from hawkin' 'eadlines. And I am poifectly aware of what ta do and not ta do. Dis is me thoid time."

"Well, why don't you let Jamie put it on?"

The seven year old's eyes lit up at that. "Please mama! Please! Please! Please!" He widened his eyes and stuck out his lower lip, knowing his mother couldn't say no.

"Oh, how could I evah refuse dat face?" She smiled and gave him the star. It had been a wedding gift from Amanda and Race. It was plastic, but painted gold and glittered. They knew it wasn't expensive, but they loved it and thought it was beautiful.

David lifted his son to the top of the tree so that he could put the star on. Jamie laughed happily as he did.

When he was back on the ground, the door opened and they heard someone call out, "Merry Christmas!"
"Denton!" Jamie recognized. And sure enough, Denton walked into the living room.

"Hey Jamie!" He bent down to his height. "You look more and more like your father each day." The boy smiled.

"Did you bring me anything?"
"Jamie!" Casey gasped, going to him. "Ya know you'se shouldn't ask things like dat. It's rude."

The older man chuckled. "It's okay. I did in fact." He took a small wrapped package out of his pocket and handed it to Jamie.

Jamie smiled widely, took it and ran to the couch to open it.

"What do you say son?" David said to his boy.

"Thank you!" he replied, not even looking up. The adults just smiled.

"I have something for Lucy too," Denton told them, handing Casey another package.

"Denton, ya didn't hafta," Casey told him.

"I wanted to. And Casey, I heard you're expecting a third. Congratulations."

"Gee, I wondah where ya hoid dat? Considerin' we didn't plan on tellin' people for a little while," She eyed her husband who just gave her a sheepish smile. Smiling, she rolled her eyes and said to Denton, "Thank you. We're very excited." Suddenly, a baby started crying. "Oh, I guess Lucy's up. I'll get 'er." She handed David the package and walked out of the room to get her daughter.

When she was gone, Denton turned to David and said, "I have something for you as well."

"Denton-"

He held up his hands. "Hear me out. You've been doing such an amazing job as an assistant journalist. You've come such a long way and your practice articles are getting as much credit as the front pages. So, I'm offering you a promotion. I'd like to make you one of our main reporters. You'd get your own typewriter, your own stories…and a substantial pay raise."

David just stared at him. "A-Are you serious?"

"100%."

"I…I have no idea what to say."

"Da Walkin' Mouth ain't got somethin' ta say? Well dat's a foist," Casey joked as she came back in the room with the little girl. She went back next to her husband.

"Good morning princess," David said to the baby and kissed her head. She yawned and everyone smiled at her. "Case, guess what Denton just told me."

"What?"

"You are now married to a main writer for The New York Sun."

Casey gasped and used one arm to hug David. "Oh babe, congratulations! I knew dis was gonna 'appen soonah or latah!" She then turned to Denton and hugged him too. "Thank you Denton. You 'ave no idea how much dis means ta us."

"It's my pleasure. You have a talented husband here."

"Tell me somethin' I don't know." She placed her hand on David's cheek.

"Mama! Daddy! Look what Denton got me!" Jamie cried as he ran to his parents. He held up a bow tie. "What is it?"

"Dat's a bow tie, silly," Casey told him.

David knelt in front of him and helped put it on. "There you go." He picked him up.

"Oh, Jamie, ya look so handsome. Thank you Denton."

"Of course." As he looked at the family in front of him, he got an idea. "You know, this is such a beautiful picture. Do you mind?" He pointed to his camera.

"Not at all," David and Casey agreed. They positioned themselves in front of the tree.

"Okay Jamie, smile big," David instructed. He did.

"Can you smile Lucy? You did yesterday and it made mommy so happy," Casey said to the little blonde girl. Looking up at her mother, she gave her a tiny smile.

David looked from his son to wife and daughter. How did I get so lucky? he asked in his head.

Casey looked back at him and mouthed, "I love you."

"I love you too," he mouthed back. She turned back to the camera while he kept his eyes on her.

"Say Christmas," Denton told them, then took the picture.

Looking back at the picture and remembering made tears prick at Casey's eyes.

"DB?" Amanda spoke up, bringing her back.

"Oh, sorry," Casey apologized, blinking them back. "I'm comin'."

As she got off her bed, she saw herself in the bathroom mirror and she noticed the thing that she kept trying to forget. She was no longer pregnant. When they first got back, every time she remembered, she would start crying. She didn't miscarry or the baby didn't die. It had just disappeared. She wished so much that she was still pregnant, so she could have a physical connection back to her old life, something that she could look at and see David; more than just a picture.

She put her hand on her stomach and more tears formed.

Amanda saw this and went to her. She put her hand on her friend's shoulder and said, "C'mon, let's get ta de studio."

Casey nodded and followed her out.

So, whaddaya think of chapter 1? Better, worse or same as the first story? Tell me all about it in a review!

PS-these are the shows that we were actually in