The Time Traveller.

Jurassic Hunters.

Sirius's eyes studied the console as the TARDIS landed again, his eyes scanning the incomprehensible controls. By now the wizard was used to the sounds of the time machine, and he was getting used to the new version of his goddaughter. She was working on the controls now, dressed in jungle clothes with shorts and black socks in light but sturdy boots.

"Where are we now?" Sirius asked.

Sarah didn't look up, "We've gone further back than I've ever gone before. We are in...the Jurassic age." She grinned at him triumphantly.

"Jurassic?"

"Hm, a period long before humans came around. In this century, the dinosaurs roamed the world."

"Dinosaurs? You mean those big skeletons in the Natural History Museum? Lily showed them to us."

Sirius went silent as he remembered how Lily had tried to educate him and the other marauders by taking them into muggle London. She'd shown them so many things that people in the magical world would've had trouble even beginning to understand. But he remembered the dinosaur bones because of their similarity to dragons. Lily had told them some could fly, but not all of them. She even told them about the ridiculous theory that birds were even descended from dinosaurs.

"It's true," Sarah replied when he told her what her mother had said. "Dinosaurs had, have," she corrected herself as she kept in mind where and when the TARDIS had brought them, "more in common with present day birds than they did with reptiles; some of them had appearances similar to birds. Their skeletons had a more birdlike arrangement than reptiles do. Some like and the raptor family, and the Procompsognathus moved like a bird."

"Okay, okay, you've convinced me," Sirius held up his hands, inwardly wondering what the hell a compsog-thingy was.

Sarah nodded with a smile. It disappeared when she glanced at the door. "I'm not looking forwards to going out there. There are dangerous predators out there, animals that would kill ya as soon as look at yer."

She said it so seriously then she looked at Sirius, and grinned. She opened the doors but she didn't go out at once, she went over to a cabinet and she brought out what Sirius recognised as a gun, but it looked more futuristic.

When Sarah caught his look, she gestured to the pocket he kept his wand, "I did say this time was dangerous. Keep a hand on that wand."

Sirius watched solemnly as Sarah set up the gun she'd taken out. Since her regeneration, his goddaughter hadn't commented much on magic, then again her last self hadn't really found much use for it. Sure, that Sarah had been magical but she hadn't cared much for the heritage her parents had left her. Sirius had always wondered why that was, but he was smart enough to guess it had something to do with Sarah's knowledge on time travel.

The new Sarah didn't seem to miss magic much, though he did know she still carried her old wand with her. If that was how she wanted to remember her magical past, Sirius would respect her wishes.

His goddaughter had already been through a lot as it was.

When they left the TARDIS together, Sirius had to blink at how hot it was. "Ohh," she shrugged off his jacket and threw it through the still open TARDIS door.

Sarah herself was wearing a simple shirt and a pair of shorts with light but sturdy boots and socks. He eyed her long legs appreciatively, he hadn't seen them before. Sirius closed his eyes as more lustful thoughts entered his brain. No, he thought to himself. This is Sarah, my goddaughter...

But even the last Sarah had entered his most perverse fantasies. Hey, he'd been locked in Azkaban for most of his adult life, and though he'd seen many girls in his dog form he hadn't been able to do much. Then Sarah came into the scene, to Sirius she had been the only female person to truly care about him...and she'd been beautiful. But her age had made him limit any possibility of flirting with her to make up for lost time.

Her new incarnation wasn't in the body of teenager though, she had the body of a woman his own age. Sirius wasn't stupid; one of the letters during the summer before Sarah's first year had hinted she'd gone out to be a normal teenage girl for a change, and he couldn't blame her for wishing for something like that, and he had an idea what she'd meant.

Taking a deep breath, Sirius opened his eyes hoping his goddaughter was too oblivious to notice his reaction to her legs.

Sarah, not as oblivious to Sirius's reaction as the man might've hoped, gave him a brief look of concern. "We won't be out long today," she told him, hoping he got the hint. "Just a quick look 'round, and then back for tea."

Sirius walked behind Sarah, eying her hips almost lustfully. He should've expected this to happen; once he'd gotten used to the girl's new appearance he would be attracted to her.

And he was.

Sirius was almost out of his mind when he bumped into Sarah who'd stopped.

"See somethin' you like?" she asked him point blank in a deadpan voice. She'd glanced back to make sure he was okay when she'd caught his expression as he'd stared at her hips.

Sirius backtracked, holding up his hands...and a dinosaur appeared.

Sarah staggered back at the unexpected visitor. "Whoa!" she gasped with awe at the magnificent animal. "A stegosaurus! It's beautiful."

Sirius had seen dragons before and this creature with the spiked tail reminded him of the Hungarian horntail, the only difference was the dinosaur couldn't fly, and it wasn't breathing fire.

Standing in awe, Sarah watched as the dinosaur ignored her and Sirius and just ate everything in front of it. Sirius kept a hand close to his wand though.

"It's incredible," he murmured, staring at the extinct animal that wasn't quite gone.

"Yeah, wait what's that noise?" Sarah frowned, looking up into the air with a frown. Now Sirius was aware of the sound, his animagus refined hearing let him pick up the sound more sharply than Sarah, but probably not the dinosaur.

The stegosaurus had stopped grazing and looked up into the air, and it bleated, the plates on its back flushing with blood to create vivid patterns, and its tail was swinging round nervously.

"I don't believe it," Sarah whispered when her eyes picked something, "I just don't believe it."

"What, what is it?" Sirius asked, looking up in the direction Sarah was looking, and he caught sight of three dark silver objects that resembled giant metal dragonflies. "What're those things?"

"I dunno, I've never seen 'em before," Sarah whispered, watching the three flying ships as they moved through the air, then one of them seemed to have spotted them, and it started to fly closer. The stegosaurus roared loudly in panic, and it swung its tail round. It smacked against a tree, ripping bits of bark off, and it took off, running in panic. Before the two time travellers could even move, the flying ship fired a beam of yellow light towards the panicking dinosaur, and it glowed brightly...then it disappeared.

"We have to get out of here," Sarah shouted, pulling hard on Sirius's hand. "Why don't you just fire that gun thing at them?" he asked as they ran back in the direction of the TARDIS.

"Because I dunno if they're shielded or not, now for fuck's sake just run!" Sarah shouted over her shoulder, but they never made it back to the TARDIS. The flying ship didn't let them, it fired two beams at them, and Sirius found himself in a yellow haze, then he found himself with Sarah in the middle of somekind of bay. Human beings wearing futuristic clothes, holding weapons at them, and the running pair stopped. On reflex, Sirius almost went for his wand, but Sarah stopped him.

"Don't," she muttered to them before she directed her glare around the room. The bay was massive, and it was full of cages. Some of them were filled with dinosaurs that roared and snorted in their new enclosed environment.


Sarah disliked the expedition commander the moment she laid eyes on him. Arthur Baylor was a man of average height, but he was a man who'd obviously lived a very rich life. Everything about the man screamed rich and arrogant. He also had a very greedy gleam in his eye, it reminded Sarah of the only time she'd ever laid eyes on the Dursleys. Vernon Dursley had had the same expression when he'd seen her first incarnation, though she wasn't sure what he'd had in mind at the time.

Baylor's arrogance clearly didn't make him popular with the people working with him. Sarah got the impression they were only here because of some big reward for their troubles. He was escorted by a tall, thin man who reminded Sarah vividly of Percy Weasley; everything about him screamed rule abiding loser.

"I am asking you for the second time, what are you doing here?" He asked.

Sarah's hackles rose. "If you'd shut up and let me reply, instead of opening that fat gob of yours a second after you'd asked the question originally maybe you'd find out who we are and why we're here," she snarled loudly at him, inwardly holding back the surprise she felt for losing her cool.

God, this new regeneration was snarky, then again she already knew that but it still

A few of the crewmen snorted and tittered. The man next to Baylor looked affronted but before he could speak, Sarah introduced herself, "My name is Sarah Potter, this is Sirius Black. You are clearly time travellers."

"How do you know we're not from this century or planet?" Sarah lifted a brow at the man's stupidity, and out of the corner of her eyes she saw one or two of the crew look like they agreed with her.

Speaking in a voice you'd use with a retarded child, Sarah said, "One, each of the cages are labelled with the scientific names of each dinosaur. Unless humans existed in this century or this planet, I doubt they would've thought of 'em. Second, I heard a couple of your workers say something about other time travellers, and of 'home century.' Need I go on?"

Sirius bit his lip and looked down to suppress his amusement.

"Now," Sarah's voice cracked like a whip, "what are YOU doing here?"

The thin faced man spoke before Baylor could. "All questions towards Mr Baylor must go through his secretary-"

"Oh shut up." The woman who interrupted Baylor's assistant came over with a smile, and she held out her hand, "Hi, Ida Cork. Mission commander."

"Hi," Sarah shook her hand. "Again, why are you here? You seem to be the only person who can hold a proper conversation."

Ida smirked, ignoring her employer's outraged spluttering. "We are here on a zoological expedition, though we're in the wrong century."

To think I thought I could've learnt to like this woman, Sarah thought to herself when she detected the poorly chosen lie at once. "Really, what century were you aiming for?"

"The Devonian age."

"You certainly missed," Sarah replied before glancing at Sirius. "Centuries before this time. But what're you here for, and don't say research. True researchers don't capture animals the way you do. So why?"


"Do you believe them?" Sirius asked as they ate in the ship canteen, well they tried too. They called this muck food, said it was chicken curry or something, but it was more an oozing soup, and the lumps floating in it didn't look like any chicken Sirius had ever tasted. There were other members of the crew in the canteen, many of them even looking at them under orders, but trying to be discreet.

"No," Sarah replied at once, grimacing after a mouthful of whatever it was she was eating. "The Devonian period was known as the age of fishes; it was when there were more animals that lived in water. If this bunch had truly tried to reach the Devonian, they would've had-"

"Tanks not cages," Sirius finished for her, understanding. Sarah nodded, "The cages this lot are using are designed solely for the animals they're capturing. They're here only for the dinosaurs."

"So they came here deliberately, but where and when did they come from?"

More aware than Sirius they might be watched and overheard, Sarah lowered her voice. "When I finished the machine, I mostly kept to controlled experiments so I dunno much about the future except what I've already seen and heard. They could be from the end of the universe or the 23rd century for all I know. I do know time travel research was common in the latter 22nd century, but that's it."

"Won't they try to look for the TAR-ow, the machine," Sirius winced as Sarah kicked him, hard, under the table, and he flinched when he caught her 'are you thick' look, "in the forest?"

Sarah snorted, "Course they will. This bunch have no qualms 'bout time snatching dinosaurs, why worry about another time machine they've no record of?"

"Yeah, you've gotta point, what can we do about it?"

"I dunno," Sarah shrugged, spooning some of the muck and putting it into her mouth, grimacing. "All I know is we can't expect much from them, I don't think we can trust Baylor and Cork lied to us as though it were second nature."

Once they were finished with their meals, the travellers left the canteen and they went looking around. After their meeting with Baylor, the pair of them had been restricted to certain places on the ship though Sarah was tempted to see what would happen if they went into places they couldn't go, but they didn't.

Sarah was more interested in the rest of the ship. "I don't think this is a time machine," she said after a while.

"Why do you say that?" Sirius asked her; in his mind, the TARDIS had proven anything could be a time machine.

Sarah nodded to a couple of technicians who were deep in conversation as they worked on a piece of machinery. Neither of them had noticed the time travelling strangers hanging about nearby. Sirius stopped to overhear them, "I hear that Baylor 4's mothership has finished picking the Triassic clean," one of them said in a whisper.

"I heard, but we've got visitors dressed in 20th century clothes," the second one said.

"I thought our century was the one time travel was achieved," his pal said.

Sarah quietly pulled Sirius away before the workmen could suddenly see them, it was one thing to listen in to people talking about you, but it was quite a different matter when they saw you were there in the first place. When Sarah was sure there were no prying ears nearby - after what she'd just done the last thing she wanted was someone to play the same game with her - she turned to Sirius and folded her arms.

"Baylor 4's mothership, that's what one of those technicians said," Sarah said.

"What does that mean, that there's more than one member of the Baylor family out there?" Sirius asked. Sarah knew what he was thinking, coming from a community where the family law and the personal desires of said families took precedence.

"If this ship comes from a century where time travel is commonplace enough to nip back to different points in history to steal animals then you can do many things, like cloning."

If Sirius had heard that before his travels with Sarah he would've thought it a fantasy, but after seeing the London Blitz firsthand, a number of new planets, and prehistoric animals long extinct, Sirius wasn't sure what was real and what wasn't these days.

"How many clones do you think there are?" he asked. In the magical world, cloning was possible, but it was a time consuming process to get it right, and so many people rarely bothered when it could be done to do so much good.

"Don't even know if he cloned himself or he simply created machines that have his appearance or personality, that's possible too," Sarah whispered thoughtfully.

Sirius looked down at his shoes with a sigh, he hated this, he hated feeling useless. Sarah caught his expression, and she felt bad for bringing him into these situations where he was out of his comfort zone.

"I'm sorry Sirius," she whispered.

The wizard looked into her face. "Sorry? What've you got to feel sorry for?"

Sarah sighed, "For bringing you to places you feel out of your depth in."

Sirius gave a bark of a laugh. "Sarah, I've been out of my depth since the third task. When I saw you...," he swallowed hard as he recalled how Sarah had died and later regenerated. He closed his eyes as he remembered how she'd been close to death when Voldemort had appeared from nowhere, how Cedric Diggory hadn't been able to do anything during the violence. Sirius hadn't cared. His goddaughter was more important, and she was nearly dead, her magic taken out of her...

Sirius had been out of his depth then, and when that crack had opened, and the regeneration had begun he'd thought Sarah had been magnificent that night. But he'd been out of his depth, not knowing what to do, and he'd hated it.

Sarah swallowed hard as she herself remembered that hellish night, the shadow that Thusa had warned her about had seemed to transform into an invisible noose around her neck. She'd felt that noose tighten more and more after she'd left Hogwarts, travelled back to listen to the prophecy Trelawney had told Dumbledore, and hunting the horcruxes. Sarah remembered the times said noose had seemed to tighten even before she'd gone to that graveyard; when she'd watched Voldemort murder her parents for instance.

There were times, even after it'd happened to her, Sarah often found it hard to recognise her new appearance in the mirror when all she'd been expecting was to see her original incarnation. But she'd only been in this incarnation for a short period, and it could pass. Deep down Sarah doubted it, somehow she imagined even when she was on her 14th life, her last incarnation, she would expect to see some of the previous versions of her.

"I know," she whispered before she decided to be honest with him, "Sirius, I sometimes look in the mirror, and I sometimes expect to see, well the old me."

"That doesn't surprise me," Sirius replied, "when you look like a girl with green eyes, with black hair instead of brown, you expect to keep looking like that same girl. Somehow I don't think it'll pass but you'll get used to your new incarnation."

Sarah snorted but she nodded. To get them out of the moment, Sirius wrapped an arm around her shoulder and escorted her down the corridors. "Let's take a look around."


The dinosaur roared as it smashed its head against the green forcefield of its cage. Sirius eyed the creature with something like concern, the dog in him warning him this was a predator. The dinosaur was large, tall and thin, with a muscled body. It's head boasted vicious looking teeth, and its paws and feet possessed immensely sharp looking claws.

"Allosaurus," Sarah whispered, staring at the dinosaur with trepidation. "Carnivore," she added, confirming the dogs instincts.

Sirius winced as the Allosaurus smacked the forcefield again, and it roared in frustration. "Can that cage hold?"

"The cages have their own built in forcefields, but the cages themselves are reinforced," despite saying that Sarah looked worried. It didn't reassure Sirius, especially when he saw the size of the teeth. He tried to imagine this thing getting out, and it didn't bear thinking about.

The time travellers looked around the room as people with guns protected another group who were carrying massive containers. Sirius and Sarah watched a few of them clamber into a kind of lift and move to a higher level above the cages.

"What're they doing?" Sirius asked. Sarah didn't reply, the question itself was unnecessary because the group were pushing their container to a platform with safety rails above the cage holding the Allosaurus. Sirius and Sarah watched as they opened the container, and poured the contents of the container down a transparent tube into the cage.

Meat. Bloody meat fell down the tubes into the cages, and smacked the surprised dinosaur on the head. The dinosaur roared in surprise and anger before it noticed the meal it'd been given. With vicious bloodthirsty relish, the Allosaurus used its paws and feet to hold the meat down before ripping it to bloody pieces to let it eat.

Sirius and Sarah were so busy watching the Allosaurus' jaws become bloody they didn't notice the other dinosaurs being fed. But they did notice Ida Cork walking towards them.

"Hi," she waved, "what do ya think?" She gestured around the cavernous room the dinosaurs were in as they ate their meals.

"I think, for an expedition aimed for the Devonian period, you seem to be well prepared," Sarah replied, looking down her nose at Ida. "You might as well have avoided lying. Why are you here, and don't say research. You lot are trappers, hunters. You're collecting these animals to take them into the future, why? I already know there's a mothership in the Triassic, but you told us you'd been heading for the Devonian. This isn't isolated to the Jurassic, whatever you're doing."

Ida didn't look abashed their lie, already transparent had been seen through. "We had to ensure security-" she said though both travellers in front of her could see she was surprised they knew about the other motherships already, but they already knew so what could they do.

"Yet you allowed us to see the cages, you beamed us onto this ship. If you were really interested in security you wouldn't have made that mistake," Sarah interrupted, now she was getting beyond fed up.

Ida bit her lip, whether she was angry or not Sarah and Sirius didn't know, but neither were really caring. After the woman had lied so many times, Sarah herself was beyond caring if she did something to offend this woman. She already had her own theories about what was happening, but it would be nice if she had some clue to what was going on.

"We're trying to save Earth's natural history," Ida said at once.

Sarah blinked, "Save it?" she repeated in a whisper. She hated this aspect of humanity and natural selection; in the 20th century, many habitats were at risk because of the greed, the stink of humanity. Industrialists looking for new resources indiscriminately tore environments and habitats to pieces. Sarah remembered the times she'd been a child, and she'd seen in the newspapers and on the news on television the oil spills that made birds, fishes and whales look like they were glued to the beaches...It sickened her.

Nature was even worse. Nature had selected animals like the wooly mammoth, the dinosaurs, but it was humans who'd wiped out the dodo.

Sarah thought it made a sort of sense; if you were interested in natural history, and had access to time travel technology then you could reach back into the past to see the animals in all their glory, but they could also take them back to their own time.

"You mean there aren't any animals in your century?" The orphanage Sarah had grown up in had been home to pet rabbits, goldfishes, a few cats and a fat hamster. What the hell had humankind done to them?

"Oh, there are animals," Ida said, not at all apologetic she'd worried Sarah, "but they're still under threat despite the numerous transplants to other worlds."

"Surely they'd thrive?" Sarah replied. To her mind

Ida nodded, "They do, but in their new environments human settlers on other worlds still give them troubles." She looked between Sirius and Sarah. "It might be hard for you two to except, but we have gone into space-"

"We've travelled far enough to see it," Sirius told her, remembering the orbital tether Sarah had taken him on only a fortnight ago.

Again, Ida didn't look abashed. "Okay, but its on Earth they have trouble. On Earth, all the space is disappearing as more cities rise to connect to old cities, so the animals are losing their space."

Sarah closed her eyes as she tried imagine cities on Earth connecting to others, destroying age old forests and oceans for no reason other than the need to make more room for a growing population. "Then why the hell don't they go into space? I thought the whole point of space travel was exploration, colonisation, and basically pissing a lot of people off when you get out there."

Ida raised an unamused brow, "It doesn't work like that."

"I don't care how it works, all that I'm interested in is you're here, but I think you're here for a bit more than you're telling us," Sarah replied bluntly, but this time Ida was growing fed up with Sarah's questions, "That's for you to find out," with that Ida turned around and walked away.

Sirius leaned closer to his goddaughter. "You could've handled that a bit better."

"Maybe, but at least we're close enough to form a proper hypothesis." Sarah replied. To their surprise, Ida returned. "Okay, you want to know what we're doing here, I'll show you."


Ida led them both into a laboratory. Against one of the long walls was what looked like one of those vending machines you got in gyms, only this one was massive, tall and filled with bottles or jars filled with different colored liquids.

"Baylor owns a company in the future, one that has spent a fortune researching time travel," Ida said as she led them both inside, "He's been building on other companies work, corporate espionage that sort of thing."

Sarah sighed. Some things never changed.

Ida ignored the sigh, but she agreed with the mysterious traveller. "Trouble is he's spent years gathering investments from different people, he's given little back. The problem with Baylor is he might be pompous, but he's still a showman. He's got a natural gift with persuading people to do what he wants them to do, but now those same investors want something back."

"And that's why you're here," Sirius finished, but he still wasn't seeing why this lot were doing in the Jurassic. Neither could Sarah, but they both waited for Ida to speak.

"Yes," she said before leading them towards the massive vending machine. "Inside this container, behind forcefields and armored plating is a complex collection of gene formulae for the Jurassic period. You're right Sarah," the woman gave Sarah a look, "there is a mother in the Triassic. And there is one in the Devonian, the Precambrian period, and so on through out time. Expeditions controlled by android copies of the same man collecting the genetic prints, chemicals and flora and fauna of the local life. What I said about natural history, I meant it, but I meant more than that. Baylor is trying to create a planet where all of Earth's natural history can be transplanted."

Sirius blinked, staring at Ida in confusion, but Sarah was standing there in shock. "What?" she whispered, but she wasn't confused. Oh, it made so much sense now, to her at least. "You're not telling me you found a planet, and altered its history, now you want to transplant a bit of Earth on it so then it's like a copy?"

"Essentially yes," Ida replied. "The planet in question...it exists near a temporal rift. A lab was set up years before Baylor's company was inaugurated, and he took it over. With the rift, Baylor was able to learn how to alter the planet's history, it wasn't difficult. The planet was so phased out of time it had two images, one a barren wasteland, the other a world with all the ages of Earth. When we succeed, the latter will become the dominate timeline."

"You are going to alter an entire planet's history, for what? To satisfy a bunch of greedy moguls?" Sirius said in disbelief; he'd always known the investments, shady though they'd been, his dad had set up long ago for him, but a bloody long time to come, had meant his family would be mixing with some very dodgy characters who wanted something in return, but his father had been a shrewd bastard. He hadn't been arrogant or stupid enough to play with the wrong crowd, the kind of people who made little schemes, but eventually lost everything.

To Sirius the plan Ida was describing was too similar to what his father had been doing with his life, but this was more complex.

"To give something back, Mr Black," Ida corrected. "Baylor wants to give something back to the people who've been so patient with him."

Sarah lifted a brow. That sounded more like a quote than something original. "And that's why you've got those," she changed the subject, not willing to get into the grubby politics of investments. She nodded towards the liquid bottles inside the machine. "You're going to take them back in time, and simply seed the planet so then all the genetic patterns of its future ecosystems can evolve the same way."

It wasn't a question, but Ida treated it like one. "Yes," she replied simply. "Baylor plans to open the planet as a kind of human free safari park; you nip back into the past and see dinosaurs grazing whilst seeing them evolve."

Sarah staggered back, her mind finding it hard to imagine something of such scale...It was almost too much to comprehend, but she appreciated the simplicity of the plan. Simple plans worked better than complex schemes, that was where things fell apart. The TARDIS was simplicity personified in a complicated package. When you compared what Sarah had done to all the scientists in the 1980s with their wormholes out in space, towed back towards suns and Christ knew what else and stabilised with exotic matter, and the massive rotating cylinders in space...this plan was child's play by comparison.

"Can we leave? Our time machine is down below," Sarah whispered. She couldn't see anything wrong with what this lot were doing, even if they were playing games with nature.

Ida had obviously been given orders to hold them onboard, but she couldn't see any reason to keep them onboard the ship. All Sarah and Sirius had done was simply...observe and ask questions. Exactly what time travellers were supposed to do.


Standing next to the TARDIS, Sarah and Sirius watched the dragonfly shaped ship bank sharply, and shoot higher into space where space seemed to ripple. The ship flew straight in and disappeared.

"I was surprised they let us leave," Sirius commented.

"Why take the trouble of keeping us?" Sarah shrugged, "It doesn't matter. How 'bouts we visit their giant temporal safari park?"


The safari park took at least 13 years to finish, though only on the outside. Time travel also played a vital part in the reconstruction of the planet, and it was a very expensive project for the company. The rift had needed to be stabilised and closed off, the time energy from said rift had to be siphoned off for other uses, and the planet needed to be seeded with the genetic material from the various ages of Earth, and lining them up in the timeline. Sarah and Sirius didn't bother visiting the safari during its first years. Instead they watched as it became a success, watching it carefully. Sirius had the impression his goddaughter was only doing that to make sure Baylor hadn't cocked up his plans to build the safari.

The planetwide safari was an immediate success, and expensive one. It made...100 million trillion credits in its first year alone, and it settled all of Baylor's debts. It also satisfied the investors, who had been getting more and more impatient with Baylor's never ending promises. It still puzzled Sirius people had gone to all this trouble when they could've simply sent time travellers back into the past to see the animals. Surely it would've been far more simpler? Sarah, however, had a good idea why that was. Baylor was trying to make a statement, that his company or corporation could do something so vast, yet so simple. Besides, meddle in the Earth's past and you could irreparably damage it completely. Sarah could understand that fear; she still had concerns SHE would change history, and she'd been tempted once or twice. When the two travellers paid for their tickets into the past, Sarah and Sirius went back through time after parking the TARDIS. The first period they went to was the Devonian period. Good thing they had a boat.