A/N: I'm in the green! :D I can get my surgery done! :D

In celebration, I've written a completely new chapter for this fic (please forget the last debauchery that I commited :-\)

I'm sure you'll enjoy this much better, in fact, this settled much better in my own mind. This only has a few more chapters, I think, then again I write everything off the top of my head without much planning...as you all know.

Anyways! :D Please, read, review, and suggest! Love to hear everything you say, no matter what it is.

Again, thanks for calling me out on my crap. I deserved it, you didn't.

Much love!

-Queaky

Link found himself in the Hyrule Field several hours after th heated words spewed forth by the Hero of Time and the golden haired Princess, Zelda-Marie.

Zelda-Evelyn had swept up the stairs to the tower where the sixteen year old's room was and displayed wise words, motherly advice and comforts, to her.

The Hero of Light, having seen both women were safe, had left them to be alone and instead taken himself on a tour of the surrounding area. The well of Karkiro Village intrigued him but, upon inspection of the waterless bottom, found that it had been sealed and stamped by the Royal Family.

A Shiekah, a true Shiekah, by the name of Impa appeared and told the man that though the evil had been exorcised from the place, her mother did not want it open. Apparently, after brief inquiry, Link found that the thirteen year old was the daughter of Lord Impa, the Sage of Shadows.

The girl left with the parting message of: "The Hero of Time seeks you, Sir, perhaps you should be swift in locating his abouts...he is in a storm of a mood."

The result, of course, led to the twenty eight year old wondering about the emerald plain of Hyrule Field for nearly three hours without sign of the youth's location.

"Where on Farore's green Earth is he?" Link grumbled, plucking a blade of grass and blowing on it which forced a shrill note to berate the air.

"That is most annoying."

Link looked up and found the sole of the Hero of Time's boot hanging above his head. "Lincoln?"

A bottle was placed to the seventeen year old's lips but his cobalt eyes flickered to his companion's face. "Hm?"

A pause. "Are...are you drinking?"

The youth laughed and almost choked on his beverage. "No. The bartender would not sale me an ale." A calloused finger pointed to a line of eight stiches and a black eye. "So I punched him."

"...you punched him?" Link frowned, staring at the Hero of Time who just grinned, then bellowed out with laughter. "Did you win?"

Lincoln slipped down from the tangle of branches he had nested in and rested against the bark of the tree next to where Link stood. "More or less."

"Thats not an answer." Link chuckled and shook his head. "You are a mess, my friend."

"Mmhmm." The youth murmured and took another swig of what appeared to be Blue Potion.

"Why do you keep drinking that? Its disgusting."

Coblat eyes glanced at the bottle while the Captain swallowed and when the seventeen year old turned, he smirked. "Because the Old Lady provided me with liqour to clean my stiches and, instead, I poured it in here."

"That's probably why you aren't healed yet." The twenty-eight year old snatched the bottle, drank a gulp himself, grimaced, then dumped the contents out. "Let me help you."

A brow rose. "With?"

"You clearly love Zelda-Marie."

Lincoln glared and the warm sun took a dive behind a cloud. "You're lucky, "He slurred. "that I am tipsy or else I would have broken your jaw."

"Violence rarely solves anything." Link replied, seriously.

"Thats ironic." Lincoln laughed and poked the man's chest. "We, sir, are violent-t by nature. It is why-y we are born with swordss in our heads..." He chuckled. "I mean, hands."

Link frowned. "You're drunk."

"You're depressing me."

"Let's get you back to the castle."

"The men can't see me like this." Lincoln protested, swatting at Link's hands. "I-I ammmm in no shape to...to be seen...by...them." A finger was thrust at the Castle and it was then that Link realized how truly inebrieated the Hero of Time was.

"Fine. We'll rough it." He sighed, ruffling the youth's hair. "Stay here, I'm going to go get firewood."

When Link returned the seventeen year old was asleep.

Link's reason for coming to the OoT time will be properly introduced by the next chapter though I'm sure you guys can guess it. :)