Disclaimer: I do NOT own these magnificent characters. Tammy owns them. I own Robyn, though.

The girl, who looked about fifteen, slowly sat in the hot bath water, and started to hum her favorite tune. Summer was always her favorite season, and now that school was over, she could enjoy a nice, peaceful day. She was just washing up when the door was pushed open slowly. At that time, she thought it was her cat, Furley. Her mom and sister were downstairs watching t.v., and she didn't hear them come upstairs, so it had to be Furley. She didn't have a clue what was coming next.

"Furley, close the door, it's cold." She scolded.

"Oh, I'm sorry, whoever you are..." A man's voice apologized from the doorway. Robyn shrieked and covered herself up.

"Turn around." She ordered. When he obeyed, she got out of the bath, put a towel around her naked body, and examined the strange man from behind. He was wearing the most unusual clothing for summer - and for style. Boys didn't wear tunics and breeches nowadays unless somehow the style changed. "Okay, you can turn around now."

When the boy - or was it a man - turned around, Robyn noted his green eyes, his stunned facial expression and his wierd sense of style once again. This boy looked strangely familiar.

"Neal?"

"Who are you? And where am I, and how do you know my name?"

"You're Nealan of Queenscove, right?"

"Yes, and you are?"

"Robyn." She replied cautiuously. "How did you get here? I thought you lived in Tortall...and it's not even..." She stopped herself before she said too much; before Neal got confused. Robyn walked into her bedroom, Neal following the whole way.

"Not even what? I do live in Tortall." He looked at her, confused. "What, am I in Scanra?"

"No..." She said. How was she going to explain to him that he was on earth, not Tortall - wherever that was. "Turn around again. Where's Kel? Why just you?"

"What do you mean 'just me'? I don't know where Kel is..." He said with his back to her. Robyn had just pulled her shirt over her head when she heard a scream come from downstairs. She ran past Neal and down the stairs as fast as she could. When she got there, with Neal not far behind her, a bewildered Kel stood in the livingroom, daggar in her hand. She must have been scared to death. Neal ran over to her with a yell.

"Neal? Where are we, and who are these people?"

"Kel, Neal, follow me." Robyn said from the doorway and vanished up the stairs. With the looks the other two people were giving them, they were going to follow.

"Now, tell me the last thing you guys remember doing before you were here." Robyn said when they had settled into her room.

"Wait a second." Kel said suspiciously. "Who are you and how do you know our names?"

"Okay..." She took a deep breath. "This is going to be hard to explain, and hard to understand, so, bear with me." She picked up a book from her bookshelves. It was first test. "Do you recognize this girl? It's Kel."

"How did you get that?" Neal demanded.

"Just wait a second. There's this author who writes about famous people in Tortall. I didn't know it could be real, but you two are living proof." By this time, Kel had grabbed one and was looking inside. "You know Alanna?"

"Yeah." They both said.

"I know pretty much all about her life, too. Kel, I know that you spent time on the Yamani islands, you live in Mindelan, you were technically the first Lady Knight in Tortall and you had a fear of heights." Their puzzled expressions made Robyn smile. "Neal? You were Alanna's squire, you have a sarcastic mouth and get yourself into a mess with it, you have the gift and you use it to be a healer sometimes."

"How do you know all this?" He asked her, awed and frightened.

"From the books. Now, are you going to tell me or not?"

"Tell you what?" Kel said from underneath the book.

"Tell me the last thing you remember doing before you were here."

"Well, I was sleeping." Neal said. "I just remember waking up in this strange place."

"I was practicing with my glaive and suddenly I passed out. Then I ended up here without my glaive."

"Hmm, interesting. I wonder why nobody else came..."

A/N: Who else will come and how will they get back? Who should be in the next chappie? R&R!