2115…
Amanda had barely escaped the area she had woken up in and came across a tall man with light brown hair, hazel eyes and a strange uniform.
"You look like hell…" The man said, Amanda seeing that the tag on his shirt read 'Lt. Reginald Barclay'.
"Where am I? Why am I here?!" Amanda asked.
"That's a very good question… come on, we'll get you checked over." Reginald answered, helping her to walk ahead along the edge of the wetted, darkened street. "You're in Bozeman, Montana… sounds like you had a fair amount to drink."
"I don't… drink that much anymore. It's freezing out here." Amanda said, realising she was still in her ring outfit.
"That's just January for ya. To think… hard to believe that it's over 50 years since our first warp ship launched from this exact area. Actually… just over the other side of that hill is the launch facility." Reginald replied, the last part as he pointed ahead to the distant outline of a rising area of the land.
"50?! Last I remember is being in 2016, what the hell happened?!" Amanda exclaimed.
"Well 2016, that's nearly as many years ago as there were dalmations in that film from around back then… it's 2115." Reginald replied, as they approached some buildings that were lit up inside, unlike others as the most of them didn't have their lights on inside.
"2115… 99 years… I'm dreaming or comatose, right?" Amanda responded as Reginald noticed the bruises on her body.
"Well I'd tell you to pinch yourself but… you look like you've had enough of that lately, what happened to you?" Reginald replied, at the same time as Amanda looked up and distantly, in the night sky, saw a bright flash and then two long glowing lines going up into the sky, almost like the engine vapour trails of a plane but made of light. "Don't mind that… they've just started building one of Earth's first Warp 2 capable starships. Enterprise XCV-330 has barely had her bulkheads bolted together yet, but there's been at least ten freighter launches per day for the past couple of months getting the parts up there."
"I was in a match set before Raw… is there anything that can pull it up off the internet? Date was January 18th 2016." Amanda replied.
"99 years and six days ago… I think a computer can manage that." Reginald answered as they headed to the lit building, Reginald helping her to lean against the front desk before walking around it to the computer. He typed in on it for a few moments, before he turned the screen around. "Well that's definitely you…"
Amanda bent down closer to the monitor as she watched it… she saw herself stepping back slightly as Alexa stepped aggressively towards her with the chair, before she stepped sideways slightly and swung it around, a loud 'crack' sound echoing as it hit her hip, and she fell… she saw the outline of someone dash up into the ring and tackle Alexa to the floor as Finn ran up to the ring and carefully turned her over… there was nothing to suggest that she'd ever been at all out of place.
"What the hell's going on here?" Amanda muttered as she could only link two of the bruises to the chair shots.
"Hang on, let me try something here…" Reginald responded, as he tapped in on the keyboard, setting the video clip to play in a very slow motion… and Amanda saw what he had. Only picked up in one single frame of the 50fps footage, moments after Alexa had hit her the second time, Amanda appeared to glow a bright blue and almost fade out around the edges. But in the next frame, 1/50 of a second later, she was back to normal, and the same in the frame before as well.
"You're really freaked… and your memory is shot…" Reginald said before guiding Amanda to a room and helping her lie down. "Rest up…" He said before pulling the blanket over her.
"The man in the video who was near me… can you find him please?" Amanda questioned.
"I can try and find out who he is, but… it's 100 years since then, Amanda. The vast majority of everyone in that whole time… is dead by now." Reginald replied, before he rested a hand on her shoulder. "But I promise I'll see what I can find."
Amanda nodded and closed her eyes, Reginald staying for a few more minutes before leaving…
"Amanda Cena?"
Amanda woke up, blurry vision making out a man stood beside the bed dressed in all black. "You probably know by now that you're in the very wrong place, in time and the country."
"Take me… back home…" Amanda whispered before slipping back into sleep, the man lightly examining her bruised body.
"You'll find your way back…" He said before leaving…
Present time…
Amanda stayed still as the doctor examined her and turned to John and Finn.
"You were right, these don't add up… did the other woman hit her before the match?" The doctor, a woman in her early 40s with reddish brown hair and grey eyes asked.
"They have shouting matches a bit often but… they tend to keep it from getting physical when it's not meant to." Finn answered.
"Has anyone else hit her?" The doctor asked.
"No… am I gonna be able to go home soon?" Amanda responded.
"Not anytime today… the soonest I'd guess would be the day after tomorrow, but that depends on how observations and tests go before then." The doctor explained.
She left to go check on another patient and Finn sat down on the edge of the bed, lightly rubbing Amanda's arms.
"None of this matches up… I look like I got hit by a bus." Amanda said quietly.
"Some of these bruises… they're almost like they were caused after, maybe… maybe you fell somewhere. I mean… I believed that you saw what you did, whether or not you actually did physically travel was a bit different but… now it does make sense. Or it's the only thing that does… I suppose time travel could return you to the exact same instance you were taken from, which is why no one else noticed." Finn replied.
"Time travel?" John asked.
"It's a confusing story, John." Amanda said.
"It is… but for now, just look at her injuries. They're well over a week old." Finn added.
"They are… but right now, rest and food is needed. Mandy, anything in particular?" John said.
"McDouble and fries?" Amanda asked.
"I'll see if Aestrid will stop along the way…" John answered, taking out his phone… and for a split second, Amanda thought that she saw in his hand a similar device to what she'd seen hanging from Reginald's belt, but with her next blink it appeared as his normal, early 21st century smartphone.
Amanda nodded and stretched back out, John kissing her on her forehead before heading into the hallway and Finn pulling the blanket closer to Amanda to keep her warm before Aestrid showed up with the food, herself having not slept much either.
At the same time in the ER, Dean reached the room he had gotten texted to show up at.
"Really? 11 texts within 15 minutes, what did you do now?!" Dean asked, seeing Seth with his nose bandaged.
"I spit some words I should've kept trapped… Mandy doesn't take too kindly to insulting her foreseeable future, it seems." Seth answered.
"You're a dickhead, antagonizing a girl who just woke up after 5 days." Dean replied.
"Dean, none of what she said made sense! I think she's on-" Seth responded, Dean grabbing him by his shirt.
"The only drug she's on that's fucking up her mind is having to talk to you! And sometimes, gradually more often, it's becoming a drug she certainly needs to quit!" Dean growled.
"The hell is going on in here?!" Both heard, seeing Zahra.
"Only him accusing Mandy of drugging herself up on something… completely ignoring the fact that if her bruises were normal, she would have had to have received them over a week ago, a lot more than 5 days! I don't doubt that she saw something, I don't know about physically travelling, but it's the only thing that makes sense right now!" Dean answered.
"A week ago… was she in some kind of fight?" Zahra asked.
"She tripped over a step last Wednesday, that's 10 days ago… but even then, that would only be her knees and hands. She's got enough bruises on her to confuse her injuries with being run over by a truck!" Dean replied.
"Seth, what the hell did you do to her?!" Sasha asked after she had heard that and ran in.
"I didn't touch her once!" Seth responded.
"Well someone did!" Sasha yelled, the pink haired woman slapping him before Dean and Zahra pulled her back.
Seth couldn't figure anything out about this…