Brydie Walsh was driving back home, after a long business trip, when she spotted a car show off the next exit. She wasn't looking for old cars to gaze at, but she was starving and those events always had the best food.
She pulled off the road and followed the signs to the show. Brydie lucked out on parking because she arrived at an in between time. She made her way to the food trucks first, grabbing a few small things that would fill her up for the rest of her drive. A red car caught her eye as she was turning to go back to her own vehicle.
Brydie walked toward it, realizing as she grew closer, she'd spotted the ferrari from Magnum PI. A girlish grin took over her lips as she looked down at the beautiful sports car.
The owner noticed Brydie, and moved closer to her, "Do you like this car, ma'am?" he asked.
She couldn't hide her smile as she looked back, "I have always been a huge fan of the show," she paused, looking back at the car, "Do you think I could sit in it?" she asked, looking for a place to put down her food.
The man nodded, pulling the car keys out of his pocket, "I will do you one better. Would you like to start her? If we weren't blocked in, I'd let you take her for a spin, but this is the best I can do," he offered.
Brydie grinned, taking the keys from the gentleman before turning to put her food down. She moved to the driver's side, opened the door and sat down in the seat. She inhaled, feeling as if every episode of Magnum PI was running through her mind before she put the key in the ignition, turning it gently until the engine roared to life.
She put her hands on the wheel, and when she did, the world around her began to spin. Brydie blinked, wondering what she'd eaten to cause this feeling, but nothing helped as the car show disappeared from view, replaced by blackness, until the world came back into her line of vision.
She wasn't in the car anymore but, instead, on the grass, blinking as she saw, ahead of her, what looked like Robin's Nest. Brydie looked around, trying to get her bearings, and understand what was going on, but her thoughts were interrupted by two dobermans running in her direction, barking.
"Zeus," she thought outloud, "Apollo?" she finished her thought as they dogs reached her. She held out her hands to them, hoping they wouldn't attack, curving her lips into a smile to welcome the dogs, she usually got along very well with dobermans.
The dogs stopped once they reached her, putting their heads under her hands so she could pet them. "What good boys," she cooed, enjoying her time with these two dogs, no matter how she'd gotten to be in their presence.
Before she could process her next move, a familiar voice entered the scene. "Zeus! Apollo! What on Earth are you two doing?"
The dobermans, regretfully, walked away from Brydie and back to 'Higgins', sitting on his left and right. "Excuse me, miss," 'Higgins' began, "How did you get on the estate and why didn't my dogs attack you?"
Brydie stood from the ground, glad she was in a summer dress that didn't look strange in this time or dream or whatever. She offered her head, "My name is Brydie Walsh. I am not sure how I ended up here," she began, "The last thing I remember was getting into a ferrari, like the one here, in the year 2018 and then I was here, on Robin Master's lawn," she explained, watching his face contort into even more confusion then there'd been moments before.
"Are you feeling quite alright?" he asked, his British accent thick, "Did you hit your head and get lost here?"
Brydie shrugged, "I don't know. All I know is, I don't belong here because none of this is real. You're Jonathan Higgins from a TV show called Magnum PI and, maybe I'm dreaming," she smiled at Higgins, her fondness for the show taking over the fear of not knowing where she was. "You know, Higgy Baby," his face looked startled at her use of a nickname only few knew, "I have to tell you that I have always had the biggest crush on you," she confessed, resisting the urge to move toward him.
Higgins' blushed, shaking his head, "I think you must be unwell," he decided, moving to gently grasp her elbow to guide her inside, "I'm going to get you some tea and hopefully we can figure out where you belong," he laid out his plan.
Brydie followed Higgins inside where he sat her down in his study, excusing himself to make her tea. She sat there, looking around the room, and wondering what was really going on.