As usual, the two voyagers landed hard on the ground. But, before they could even say anything, Jeffrey got picked up by a heavy wind! He scrambled to grab hold on something, while at the same time fighting the rain.

"Boggg!!!" He screamed as his hands finally grabbed hold of a tree. The rain hit his face and he closed his eyes.

"I'm coming, kid!" he heard his friend holler through the wind.

Phineas Bogg fought through the wind and squinted his eyes as he inched his way towards the frightened boy.

In the building nearby, a man was watching the scene through a window. He couldn't understand why a father and son would take a stroll out in this weather! The man grabbed a jacket.

"No, Joseph! They don't concern you!" said the woman, who was obviously veeeery pregnant.

"Marcia, I HAVE to! It's not in my nature to watch someone die, even if I don't know them!" Joseph yanked his arm away from the woman and forced the front door open.

He, too, fought against the forceful wind and rain. It was a category five hurricane and it was very dangerous for anyone to be outside right then.

Joseph came to the stranger and grabbed hold of the man's arm. "I'm here to help!" he hollered.

He knew the man heard him, but also knew the man was solely concentrating on getting to the boy.

After much effort, they reached the frightened boy.

"Jeff, grab on and grab on tight!" the man instructed.

"Bogg, I can't! I'm afraid!"

"Jeff, trust me. Don't think of the rain or wind. Look at me and grab onto my hand!"

Swallowing his fear, the boy quickly grabbed onto the man called Bogg, who wrapped both arms around him.

The three of them struggled to the building. Joseph opened the door and they fell inside.

Joseph pushed the door shut and slid down the floor. They were all soaked to the skin and too exhausted to even think of it.

Phineas Bogg looked over at the man who helped them.

"Thank you, sir, for coming out to help us."

The boy was nestled in Phineas's arms, now feeling safe and sound. Clearly the boy trusted the man well enough to do so.

"You're more than welcome, sir. I'm sure anyone would do the same,"

"Be the way, I'm Phineas Bogg. This is my son, Jeffrey Jones."

The two shook hands and the boy looked up at Joseph with grateful eyes.

"Pleasure to meet you, sir. I'm Joseph Kinkade and this is my darling wife, Marcia."

For the first time, Phineas had noticed the woman was pregnant. She smiled at him with big puppy eyes.

"I'll go get some warm cloths. Neither of you need to catch a cold!" she said.

"I'll go help you look," Jeffrey said. His whole body still shook from the experience of it all and he needed to walk.

Phineas watched the boy and woman walk away and then turned to Joseph.

"How did you happen to know we were out there, Joseph?" he asked.

"I had been watching from the window, Phineas. I have to admit, I KNOW about Voyagers, and I happen to see you land."

Phineas's eyes grew big. "Why are you here, Joseph? Are you 'stuck' here?"

Joseph smiled.

"That I can answer. I was discharged from Voyagers because of Drake and I chose to come here to Florida. I thought it was the perfect place for Marcia and I."

"Drake got to you, too, huh?"

"You're still Voyaging, Phineas. How did you escape Drake?"

"Susannah found some evidence that showed what Drake had done. He's still around here somewhere, though. Drake is also trying to get rid of Jeff and I, since he and I called Drake's bluff."

Joseph chuckled. "Yeah, I'm sure Drake didn't like that at all!"

"He sure didn't. He's been trying to make us pay for it ever since," Phineas sighed. He wasn't sure if it was the weight of his soaked cloths, but he felt awful heavy.

Jeff and Marcia came back with cloths for Phineas. Jeff had all ready changed in jeans and a t-shirt. He had also dried off his hair and had brought a towel for Phineas as well.

"Ahhhh, thanks, kid." Phineas smiled as he took the cloths and towel.

"There's a room down the hall on the right," Joseph told him.

Phineas nodded his thanks and went to change.

During his absence, Jeff and Joseph shared some Voyaging stories. Jeff told Joseph of his first encounter with Phineas.

"THAT must have scared the daylights out of you," Joseph said.

"I actually didn't have a choice in thinking about it, Joe. Course, I think that when Phineas first came through my window, I was kinda scared. My whole body just wouldn't move and I remember him asking me a whole bunch of questions. Questions that just didn't make sense to me,"

"I can imagine. How was your first voyage?"

Jeff smiled. "Kinda fast, really. We didn't actually get a chance to tell each other our names till the third voyage."

At that point, Phineas appeared. Jeff looked up and grinned.

"What's so funny?" Phineas asked, his hands on his hips.

"Not used to seeing you in jeans!"

Phineas smiled. "Like it?"

"Yeah!!! came the answer.

Marcia had set lunch on the table. The four new friends continued talking about voyaging.

"Marcia, how far along are you?" Jeff asked as he bit into a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. He hadn't noticed how hungry he was till then.

"I'm seven months long," she told him.

"Hoping for a boy or girl?"

Marcia shrugged. "As long as the baby's healthy, it doesn't really matter. I just don't want to go into labor during a hurricane!"

Phineas smiled. "Then you can call it Harry!"

Jeffrey moaned. "Bogg!!!"

But, realizing when he had said, the four of them laughed whole heartedly.

"Thank you for that laughter, Phineas. We haven't had that here for quite some time!" Joseph said.

"I'm glad I was able to help with that, even if it WASN'T an intension." Phineas smiled.

Jeffrey chuckled. "Bogg, I love it when it's not an intent!"

Phineas laughed and put an arm around his boy. This had been such a pleasant time, they had forgotten what had happened earlier when they arrived. For the first time, Phineas took his omni off his belt clip.

It was actually a green light! But, if he read Jeffrey right, neither of them wanted to leave Marcia or Joseph quite yet. He had wished that he and Jeffrey had stopped Drake before he had done a lot of harm!

Though it seemed that the couple were happy here, Phineas could see the anger and longing in Joseph's eyes and understood. The younger man seemed to miss voyaging.

"Jeffrey, would you mind coming with me? I need to go upstairs to get something we'll need for the night and I don't want to go alone." Marcia said.

"Sure. Bogg?"
"Yeah, go ahead, kid. I'll be right here,"

Jeffrey went with Marcia. The building was a hotel and Marcia needed to go to the second floor to her room.

They got the things she needed and headed for the elevator. A big thunder clap came and both of them nearly jumped out of their skin.

Marcia laughed. "My goodness, but that scared me!"

Jeffrey nervously chuckled. "Me, too, Marcia."

"Well, the sooner we get on the elevator, the sooner we'll get back downstairs."

They were half way down when the elevator suddenly stopped! Jeffrey looked over at Marcia.

"Does that happen often?" he asked.

Quietly she shook her dark head, clearly fear in her eyes.

Down on the first floor, the lights went out. Phineas and Joseph found the candles and lit them.

"Oh, no! Marcia and Jeffrey would have been on the elevator!" Joseph gasped.

"Where is it?" Phineas asked, fear creeping in him.

Anything that happened to his boy upset his entire body and mind.

They went towards the elevator landing.

Phineas pounded on the door. "Jeffrey! Can you hear me??!!"

"Bogg! None of the buttons will work!"

"Is Marcia all right?" Joseph wanted to know.

"Yes, she's fine for the moment. I don't like the look on her face, though!"

"Marcia, are you feeling any pain?"

"A few twinges, my love. But, other than that, no."

Phineas looked over at Joseph. Worry was on the man's face and Phineas didn't like it. That must mean that Marcia could go into labor very soon and Jeffrey was there by himself, not knowing what to do.

"Bogg!!" Jeff hollered.

"It's gonna be okay, Jeff. Just stay calm and do what I say, all right?"

"Have you ever delivered a baby before?" Jeff demanded.

"Hey, I delivered a lamb, remember? How much different can this be?" Phineas tried to make a joke out of it, to make it easier on the kid.

Jeffrey sighed and looked at Marcia. She had all ready laid on the floor.

"Okay, kid. Is she laying down?" Phineas asked through the steal doors.

"Yes, she is!"

"Good. You're going to have to lift her dress,"

"Bogg! I can't do that!" came the gasp.

"Jeffrey, you're helping her give birth to a baby. You're not doing anything wrong or morbid. C'mon, now, be brave!"

"Okay, okay. I think I'm ready,"

Phineas instructed Jeffrey through it all through steal doors. He heard Marcia's screams and Jeff's calm voice talking her through it.

"Bogg! I see it! I see the head!!!"

"Great, kid! That's what suppose to happen! Now, grab hold of the head and while Marcia pushes, pull the baby out."

"Oh, gross!" Jeff moaned.

"Jeffrey, you HAVE to do this! You CAN do this!"

Gulping the lump in his throat, Jeffrey wiped the sweat from his brow. He lifted his brown eyes to Marcia's blue ones and they locked.

In a short few minutes, Jeffrey was holding a beautiful baby in his arms. He had never felt so happy in his life!

"It's a boy! Bogg, it's a boy!!!" he shouted.

"Congratulations, kid!"

The doors finally pulled open and Joseph went to his wife's side. She weakly smiled at him.

Proudly, Jeff stood back and leaned against Phineas. Suddenly, Joseph looked at Marcia's blank eyes.

"Marcia! Marcia!" he shouted.

Phineas went to the woman's side. He took her pulse.

"Bogg???" Jeff asked, almost afraid of the answer.

Sadness in his blue eyes, Phineas looked at him "She's gone," the voyager choked.

Tears sprung in Jeff's eyes.

"NO!!!" he cried out. He wanted to run and he didn't care if he ran outside into the raging storm.

Phineas got up and went to Jeff.

"Jeffrey..." was all he could say. The boy buried his head in his chest and wrapped the tiny arms around him.

"Bogg, she was doing all right. She was..."

"I know, kid. I know," Phineas just held the boy tightly.

Joseph looked up at them, tears just falling freely from his eyes.

"Phineas, I want to go back to Voyagers. I can't stay here and with Drake gone, now..."

"You sure,Joseph? You've been here an awful long time,"

Joseph nodded as he stood up.

"Now that Marcia's dead, there's no reason for me to stay here."

"We just can't leave her here," said Jeffrey once he found his voice.

"We won't, Jeffrey. She'll be burried respectfully," Joseph forced a smile.

Jeffrey sighed. He hated funerals and hoped he didn't have to go to this one.

Phineas senced Jeffrey's feelings on the subject.

"If you don't mind, Joseph, Jeff and I won't attend." He voiced.

"I respect that, Phineas." Joseph looked down at Jeff.

"Jeffrey, don't feel that you hurt Marcia in anyway. You did what you had to do and you delivered my Jeffrey."

Hearing what Joseph was calling the baby, Jeff's brown eyes widened.

"Bogg, he called the baby 'Jeffrey'!"

Phineas squeezed the boy's shoulder. "So, now you have a namesake!"

With that, Joseph and baby Jeffrey were gone to Voyager Headquaters, leaving Phineas and Jeffrey alone to deal with their own feelings of sadness and disppears...