Title: Of Two Worlds

Rating: PG

By: Jeni

Disclaimer: I wish I owned them, but alas! I do not!

Nancy tapped her fingers impatiently on the counter-top, trying to keep from shaking as she listened to the ring tone sound for the third time. "Come on, come on..." She whispered, wanting to scream, silent tears starting to make there way down her cheek as she listen to a fourth ring. Where was he?

"Cal Langley's office," an overly happy voice answered. "This is Kathryn speaking, how may I direct your call?"

Finally! Nancy's mind screamed, "Kathryn, it's Mrs. Langley," she started off, trying to make her voice sound as steady as possible.

"Oh, hello, Mrs. Langley! How are you this morning?" The secretary queried good-naturedly.

"Fine." Nancy bit out, she didn't mean to be rude, but she needed to talk to him now! "Is my husband in?"

"Yes, Mrs. Langley, he is." Kathryn said ignoring the other woman's tone. "However he's in a meeting at the moment, can I-"

"No! No messages." She cried into the phone, then controlling her voice, "It's an emergency."

"I'll patch you through," was all that was said before the line went silent.

"Nancy?" Cal's voice broke in over the line, skipping formalities. "What's the matter?" Nancy never called him at his office unless something was wrong.

Hearing the sound of her husband's voice on the other side of the line, the floodgates opened and a torrent of emotions burst through. "Cal, its Liz...she's" She managed to get out before she broke down into sobs.

Fear gripped at his heart, something had happened to his baby girl, "Nancy, sweetie," he spoke calmly into the phone; he needed to be strong for her. "I need you to tell me what happened."

"I had left Liz in the living room with her coloring books, while I went to fix dinner." She managed after a few more sobs; "I was only gone a few minutes when I heard her scream. Oh, God, Cal they were flying everywhere."

"Is Liz alright?" Cal asked, not wanting to go over the details over the phone, it was hard to tell who was listening nowadays.

Nancy sniffed back a couple of sobs before answering; "She passed out as soon as it stopped."

"I'm leaving now. I'll be there as soon as I can." He said, and then hung up.

Nancy sat at her daughter's bedside praying to whatever being was up there that her daughter would be all right. She's so small, so fragile, Nancy thought as she took in Liz's sleeping form. How could such a little child hold so much power?

She had known when she had met Cal that he was special, just how special she didn't learn until much later. His alien status had come as a shock to her (she had promptly fainted after he had shown her) but she loved him none-the-less. And when Liz was born she knew, some of his abilities would be passed to her, but she never dreamed that they be so powerful, or so dangerous.

The sound of Liz stirring brought Nancy's attention to her daughter, who moaned a few times before her eyes suddenly snapped opened. "He's here." She said softly, her voice hoarse from lack of use.

"Who's here, sweetie?" Nancy asked surprised, her brow furrowing in confusion and worry.

Liz turned to look at her mother, "my brother." She stated, and at Nancy's protest that she had no brother she added. "He came from the sticky bed, Daddy found him."

Cal found him? Sticky bed? Now Nancy was totally confused and she did not like it. "Lizzie, where is this 'sticky bed'?"

Nancy watched in horror as Liz eyes seemingly lost their focus, "In a dark place," She whispered in a barely audible voice. "There are others, a boy and two girls."

"They are the royal four." Cal's voice boomed behind her, causing poor Nancy to nearly jump out of her skin. Nancy turned to find her husband standing in the doorway. A little boy, about Liz's age, wrapped in a blanket stood next to him. "The four I was sent here to protect."

Nancy stared at her husband for a moment, her brain trying to process all the information that had been thrown at her in the last few moments. The Royal four; she remembered him telling her about them, but she had expected them to be fully-grown, as they were on Antar, especially when they emerged after 42 years of incubation. "But he is just a child!" She said aloud.

Cal looked confused, then as understanding dawned on him he grinned at his wife's innocence, too many sci-fi movies, he thought. "My race may have been advanced, but we were only in the early stages of this process." His face became hard as he remembered, "and we had little time to prepare."

He looked fondly down at the boy by him; "This also makes it easier for them to adapt to the cultures here, and to better hide them from the enemy."

"She said he was her brother." She said her eyes shifting to the little boy who, under her gaze, quickly moved to hide behind Cal's legs.

Cal nodded, "Rath was my son on Antar, he and his mother perished in the wars. The chance to be reunited with him on this planet was one of the reasons I became a protector."

"Can we go play, Daddy?" A small voice asked beside him, breaking some of the tension that had mounted in the room. The two adults had become so engrossed in the moment; they had not noticed Liz slide off the bed to meet her brother.

Cal looked to his wife, who nodded, then nodded in agreement. "Sure, honey, go on and play." He said patting the five-year-old on the head. It was probably for the best, he thought, as he and Nancy had much to talk about.