A/N: Chapter 3! I only own Lela! R/R!

A shrill scream was heard from the yard. "ROAR!!" There was another scream. When the two boys reached the noises from the lawn, they saw that Lela was standing in front of the t-rex, petrified.

"What happened to her?!? This morning she was throwing stuff at it!" Lewis gaped at the girl, who was slowly backing away from the prehistoric animal wanting to eat her whole.

"You, dude," Wilbur said simply, who was beginning to inch nearer to the dinosaur, looking at something black perched on its head.

"ME? Why… oh," Lewis realized. Had he been the reason for "Little Miss Risk's" downfall? Lewis set in his mind he needed to save Lela. If he had done this to her, he needed to fix it.

He saw the shovel he had used earlier. It was bitten and bent, just enough to use as a grappling hook. He quickly found a rope, tied to the shovel and threw it on top of the roof. It stuck. The rope was near five feet off the ground, and he swung. He aimed for just in front of the dinosaur, hit his mark, and grabbed the terrified Lela. The only thing was, Lela did not seem to want to be grabbed by someone who had just called her family and herself insane. At the loudest she could, right in Lewis's ear, she began to scream. Lewis lost his concentration, and let go of the rope. The two tumbled down the hill. Lewis heard the triumphant yell of Wilbur and knew it was okay to go back up to the yard.

"What did you do that for?" Lewis snapped at Lela. She looked back with a sign of revulsion in her normally innocent brown eyes.

"You called me insane. I don't want to be near a person who calls me insane," she looked so miserable and irate that Lewis was about to blame himself.

"Well, you should at least be grateful I saved you from being eaten whole," he growled, coming up on Wilbur, who was taking the rope Lewis had attached to the shovel and was tying it around the dinosaur's neck.

"I am, and I forgive you," Lela hugged Lewis tightly around the stomach. Lewis smiled, but noticed something different on Lela's face.

"Lela, what happened to scars seventy-three and sixty-seven?" Lewis saw what was different. A few of the scars had gone, disappeared from Lela's face. She brought her hand to her face.

"What do you mean? I only have sixty-two scars," Lela looked confused. Lewis narrowed his eyes in uncertainty.

"'Kay…" Lewis wondered what had happened. He remembered so vividly the seventy-three stories she had told him this morning. And now eleven had so suddenly vanished? A celebrating Wilbur interrupted his thoughts.

"Aw, dude, that was so cool! You were like, swish, and she was like ahh! And then you guys totally rolled down the hill! It was awesome!" Wilbur was breathless with excitement.

"WHAT are you kids thinking?!?" came a screech from the house. Wilbur and Lela winced. The Robinsons were marching down the front lawn looking worried and annoyed. Franny was at the front, looking aghast.

"I can not believe this happened again! Lela, what were you thinking?" she admonished her daughter, who was looking shamefully at the ground. Lewis had never seen Lela so shy.

"It wasn't her fault Mrs. Robinson!" Lewis defended the little blonde. Franny turned to Lewis.

"What happened then?" she crossed her arms.

"Uh… Tiny's leash broke. Lela helped us," Lewis knew she could tell he was lying. Lela stepped forward.

"No, Mommy that's not what happened. The dinosaur was out and I thought I could get it back in. But when I was there I just kind of froze. Lewis saved me and Wilbur got control of Tiny," Lela stood proud. Her mother opened her arms and Lela ran into them.

"Lewis I just want to thank you for all you've done," Franny smiled.

"Yep, Mom, but we really have to get going," Wilbur looked anxious and began tugging at Lewis's arm.

"But… you can stay… if you want…" Franny trailed off, glancing around at her family. Lewis resisted the jerks and yanks by Wilbur on his arm.

"What do you mean?" Lewis asked in awe.

"We really like having you here Lewis—we love having you. And we were wondering… oh, Lewis how would you like to be a Robinson?"

Lewis's jaw dropped. His heart swelled enormously and a large smile came to his face. "Me? A Robinson?" Yes—yes of course!" The family came into congratulate him, but Wilbur panicked. With a quick swipe of his hand, he hit off the blue hat covering up Lewis's stick up straight hair. The family froze in their tracks and gave a collective gasp. Lewis did not see the importance of his hair, but only that the Robinsons knew that he was from the past.

"Yeah, so I'm from the past, who cares? All that matters is that I'm here now, right?" Lewis glimpsed around him for support but none came.

"Oh, oh, Lewis," Franny came up to him and gave him a hug, but pulled away all too quickly. "You need to go back… to the past. Trust me on this."

Lewis looked into her brown eyes longingly. "But—but…" he stuttered. "You- you just said…"

"I know, I know, but…" she trailed off trying to find the right words. "Let's just say, nothing will stay the same with you around."

Lela was looking around, equally as confused as Lewis.

"Why can't he stay, Mommy? Wilbur promised to have Lewis stay an extra day," she asked innocently to her mother. Franny turned irritably to Wilbur.

"What did she say, Wilbur?"

"That is a very good question," Wilbur answered nervously. "But we were going to go home anyways right Lewis?" Lela gasped, and Lewis raised his hands in defense, stating he had no part in this.

"I mean…" Wilbur tried to cover up his mistake. Lela ran off, terribly upset at her brother's lies. Lewis gave a dirty look to Wilbur and ran off in the direction of Lela, leaving Wilbur to face the fury of his family.

"Mister, you are grounded… till you die," Lewis heard Franny demand to Wilbur behind him.

"Lela?" he called out, "Lela, where are you?"

Odd noises began to call from everywhere, surrounding him. "Come get the girl, Lewis," it said finally. "Come get your daughter…" it whispered.

"My daughter?" Lewis yelled back to the voice. "What--" But Lewis didn't fish his sentence. The stolen time machine appeared out of nowhere and scooped him up.

"Welcome back, Lewis," a man said in a gravelly voice as the time machine zoomed away. "How would you like to meet your mother?"

A/N: Please R/R!