Time walk dance

TITLE: Time Walk Dance.

AUTHOR: AlyssC01

CATEGORY: Adventure

PAIRINGS: Hint of SJ and the usual AB

SPOILERS: Yes! And now, thanks to Firedaughter I can tell you the eps name is "Time and Again!" Read AN:

RATING: PG-Little bit of minor language as usuall.

WARNINGS: Beware of false prophets. If it doesn't excist on the internet then it doesn't excist at all!

STATUS: Done? (Alyss starts laughing so hard she almost falls off of her chair.) No. Not done.

FEEDBACK: Please, but nothing negative if you can't help it. Mama always said, if you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all.

DISCLAIMER: "Sniff-sniff" I don't own them, not even on tape. Skydancers are the property of... of... I can't remember but they're not mine. I don't make any money out of this and don't want to. I write for the fun not the profit. All original characters and events are the property of the author and if she finds out that you stole them she'll kick you a...Ask before you want to use them.

AN: Well, here we go, another long opening paragraph. :D Okay, this is based on an episode that as I state above I can't really remember. It's the one the group goes back into time and meets Skyla, her husband to be and their father... More I can't really remember so I made up my own story. Please don't flame me!

BIG THANKS TO GEM (Jewelgurl) for helping me out with the details and just for reading. I would've been sailing completely blind if not for you! Also big thanks for Firedaughter who's actually the only one with a true instruction manuel! Thanks luv. More AN at bottom.

'Time is a circle, it never ends...'

Chapter 1: Itching Hands.

She gave two knocks before storming into Skyla's office.

"Dame Skyla I..." Angelica stopped mid-sentence and sighed. "Damn it, missed her..." She muttered under her breath. "Knew that I'd miss her." She turned around the empty office and wandered over to the desk. She searched for a pen and a clean sheet of paper.
She froze startled.

Placing down her acquired stationary Angelica hesitated before she picked up the pick glove.

"She must've forgotten it." She murmured to herself and looked around the office again, frowning uneasy. As far as she knew Skyla never took off her glove.

"Dame Skyla!" She called again, lest the woman was still there. When she received no answer Angelica frowned and looked at the glove. She turned it around and studied it for a few moments.

'Oh well.' She decided. 'I'll keep it till she comes back.'

She stuffed the glove into her back jean pocket and quickly scribbled the note for their Headmistress, adding at the bottom that she had found her glove.
She mounted the note in plain sight and turned to leave, very conscious of the large crystal in her back pocket. She reached the door and hesitated. She glanced around the office and took the glove from her pocket. She stared at the gem, still as fascinated by it as she had been when she was just chosen as a Skydancer.

Her hand itched.

She bit her lip, glanced around again and slowly slipped her hand into its velvet depths. She felt a touch of unease when she saw the crystal turn red.

"I'm not Skyla." She muttered to herself. "It can be expected... No harm done."

'Take off the glove!' Her mind screamed at her but she ignored it for a second longer.

Angelica hesitated and touched the crystal. Images swirled through her head that made her smile. She held up the glove, watching how it caught the light.

"If I was Queen..." She whispered, before she stopped herself. "You're being silly Angelica!"

She laughed at her own foolishness but couldn't take the glove off just yet.

Making double sure that nobody was around to see her little act, she held her hand in front of her.

'I'm not the Queen and I'm not in the Music Room so nothing will happen.' Angelica consoled herself. 'I just want to try it out.'

She took a deep breath.

"By the power with in me, Angelica, as Queen of the wingdom, I summon my Skydancers to defend my kingdom..."
She giggled, and felt a tug...

The door opened.

Skyla walked in, hurriedly drying her wet hands on her dress – something she didn't often do. But, she was in a hurry.
She was late as it was.

"Angelica." She said as she opened the door. "I heard..."
She blinked and looked around - her office was empty...

AN: Yes, it's short but don't worry, I have a holiday coming up!

To Gem – (smiles brightly) told you I'd write it! :D Glad you enjoyed Feather – you brighten my day every time I read you reviews!

To Silverstorm when she reads this – Hey luv! I had started to worry about you, I realize that you don't read as often as the rest but I haven't heard from you in almost a month! Glad to know you're okay. Physically anyway. My pleasure hon, I should think you as well, as the reviews (especially the nice ones!) are sometimes the only things I find that I can look forward to in a day. So, (Alys sweeps of her hat and bows deeply to everybody) thank you very much. If you need anything or just want complain about the world in general, just give me a whistle okay? My inbox is always open.

(Flinches for your sake) Oh, ouch. Sore on a camp? Bummer. I remember, when I still had my own horse, I fell off at my first serious show, at the first jump (about 80cm- he had a terrible sense of humor). Needless to say, I never competed again. (Sighs deeply) if the brute I'm riding now were mine I would've flambéed him long ago whilst dancing around naked, howling my joy to the sky... (Smiles slightly and shakes head) No, it's not his fault he was trained wrong. And, I do like him in the hired-rider sort of way. (I've learned not to get too attached.)

I'll stop now before TPTB blocks my account.

Alyssa.