Note I have no connections to JER or NBC or anything else to do with Passions. I just borrowed the Passions charters for this story.

I'm Australian and we're over a year behind so anything I refer to came from a couple of sites with episode guides. Mainly Dustin's Passions Page archive.

CHATER 2

The light engulfed her and for a moment she felt nothing and saw only white. Suddenly she could feel her body and could tell that she was lying on a hard wooden floor. Her other senses told her that there were at least two people standing over her.

Slowly she opened her eyes careful in case the blinding white light was still on. It wasn't.

"She's coming to." She heard and saw T.C. Russell say. "Are you alright Miss?"

Sitting up Jessica found she wasn't dizzy or anything. "Yeah I'm fine Coach Russell."

"Who?" T.C. asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Jessica looked at him and realized that he was wearing a pilgrim costume. That was odd, he never really went to costume parties and he was supposed to be out of town at a teacher's conference. She looked across at the woman kneeling on her other side and noticed that she too was in pilgrim clothes.

Jessica raised hand and massaged just above her eyes. When she opened her eyes she realized that she too was in pilgrim dress. Complete with bonnet, black dress all the way down to her feet, shoes that she hoped never returned to fashion, corset and stockings that were very uncomfortable.

"Miss. Are you feeling well Miss." T.C asked again.

Jessica was getting scared and wondered what was going on. A name flashed trough her mind and she decided to try it in hope of getting out of here. "Yes thank-you Mr. Harris. I skipped breakfast this good morning and I just became disorientated and faint."

"You should rest and have an apple before you go." The woman side handing her one.

"Thank-you…" An other name flashed in her head. "Mrs. Campbell, but I feel well now." Jessica replied getting up.

As she stood Mr. Russell handed her a basket full of food and other things. She thanked him and quickly made her way to the front door. The only thing Jessica could thing about was getting out of there as soon as possible and finding someplace to work out what was going on.

Once in the street, or dirt road for a better description. Jessica saw Theresa and Whitney walking on the other side in front of an Inn with nice big glass windows. As they walked past one Jessica felt like she was going to faint. The reflection in the glass showed two completely different women walking past it.

Jessica stepped into the middle of the road to watch them go past the next window. Sure enough the same thing happened. While standing there she was so transfixed on the weird sight that she didn't hear the run away horse and carriage until it was almost on top of her.

As she turned to see it she knew it was too late to move and that she was going to die. Suddenly she felt someone grab her, pulling her out of the way just in time. In the blur of speed that it happened she didn't realize until he was putting her down in the alley between two buildings that he hadn't just pulled her out of the way, but lifted her up like she weighed nothing.

Once Jessica's feet touched the ground she turned to face her savior. At first she was frightened as to who's face she'd see, but that turned to confusion and a different type of fear at what see saw. Standing in front of her was a tall and obviously strong man wearing a cloak and hood. Since he was a little taller than she was, Jessica looked up into the hood and saw that the top half of his face along with hidden by shadow was also covered by a mask leaving only his amazing blue eyes visible.

"Are You OK?" He asked in a voice that held a fading European accent and an inner strength.

His voice snapped her out of her thoughts. "Yeah, I'm fine. Thank- you." She tried to search her mind for a name like in the store but couldn't find one, even though there was something familiar about him.

"Good." He said before leaning closer and saying in a very imperative tone. "You should always remember Miss Josephine Standish, that in this year of 1695 the world is a dangerous and scary place, especially here in Harmony. So be careful and god speed."

Jessica was so shocked by what he said that she didn't notice him leave. Had she heard right and the year was 1695. It explained why everyone was dressed differently and went by different names. But how did she get here, was there a reason for her to be here, if so what? and most importantly how could she get back home.

As confusion and fear raced through her mind she realized that the hooded man might somehow know something because he told her subtly to keep a low profile and had also gave her a name and the year. The more she thought about it the more she thought it could be, after all the way he said it might sound strange to a normal person but not strange enough to raise any suspicion. But it gave a person like herself all they needed to start with to blend in.

When Jessica rolled the name Josephine Standish over in her head she had another flash of images and memories. It was then that she knew he spoke the truth and may be the only one that could help her get home. She now also knew a large amount about whom she was or suppose to be and knew anything else important would surface when needed it to.

After composing herself from the shock she calmly walked back into the street and headed for Josephine's home.



Kay watched from across the street as the past life of her sister walked out from between the buildings. It had scared the life out of her when she arrived here two days ago but since she cast the spell she fell into line very quickly. At first she thought the spell had backfired but now she knew what it meant 'Make it a time' that it was talking about actual time changing.

After seeing Jessica acting disorientated and almost getting hit by a run away carriage Kay suspected that somehow Jessica had came along for the ride but in a controlling sense like herself. But Kay's fears eased as a very calm Josephine as she was called in this life walked out and headed in the direction of the Standish home.

Kay was glad that the mysterious hooded man had saved her because Kay still couldn't handle it if one of Jessica's past lives died right in front of her.

But since he rode into town ½ an hour ago Kay had a feeling that he was someone that she should stay as far away from as possible. That feeling was confirmed when he galloped out of town a moment ago on a large, powerful looking black horse and turned and looked at her. Though she couldn't see his face she knew he was looking at her, and sensed that he might somehow know about her.

A pair of arms encircled her waste and pulled her back against a warm masculine body. "Good day my sweet." A male voice whispered in her ear before giving her a kiss on the cheek.

A sly smile was on her lips as she turned to face Miguel or Christopher in this life. "Good day my love." She replied giving him a kiss and warping her arms around him.

Releasing her waste but linking arms Christopher watched his soon to be wife's face as they walked along. "You looked deep in thought when I came up, is there something wrong my dear Elizabeth?"

Kay figured this was going to be an easy way of finding out about the mystery man. "I just saw a mysterious cloaked man save a woman's life. Do you know of him?"

"Only the stories that everyone's heard and that he moved to a place out of town 2 years ago and no one knows were exactly he came from."

"I like stories, especially when you tell them. Please tell me them to refresh my memory."

"Alright my love. The most common story is that he was horribly disfigured a long time before coming here from Europe that's why he wears the mask. Some people thought he sold his soul to the devil and as a price he has to wear the mask as part of the deal. But most people stopped thinking that he was evil when a number of them saw him in church receiving a blessing from the priest and also when he saved a number of people from different accidents or disasters. It is believed he's a hunter or soldier of some type, maybe a hunter of criminals for rewards or maybe even of evil doers like witches or other things. No one really knows for sure about him or at least they know but don't say."

Kay felt her stomach drop and heart in her throat when she heard that. If it was true then she had to be on her best behavior or she'd be in big trouble.



He rode his great black stallion at full gallop along the road they both knew so well. Feeling the horse beneath he knew the stallion and himself could continue like this all day for as long as he wanted, just like they had been for the last 9 days.

When the folk in the road 4miles from town came up he took the smaller road instead of the main one that lead to Castleton. There were only three farms and houses on this road and that included his. The forest that hadn't been cleared along the sides of the road and made it feel like riding through a tunnel of something dark. But in his case the tunnel felt almost like a warm friendly hug from cared ones, maybe it was just because he knew he would receive it at the Bennett house when he stopped to see he friends. But truthfully it was because now he knew the answer to something that had haunted him for 2 years, causing the nightmares that sometimes plagued him because he couldn't do anything about it. Now however they'd been wiped away and he had the answer that set his heart free.

Minutes later he pulled a sharp right turn up the Bennett's drive way. With his hood off the ends of the bandanna, which covered the upper part of his face and head, fluttered like the main of his horse. He didn't really need the hood or mask at the Bennett's anyway for they were the only ones in this area that had seen his face. They were also the only people to know a little of his secret that caused him to be like he was.

He saw the little redheaded boy run out of the clump of trees by the side of the road. Without even slowing down he reached down grabbed the boy by the arm and flung him right behind him.

The little boy held tight as they galloped to the house and covered the distance in seconds instead of the minutes it had taken him to jog to the trees.

The rider pulled back on the reins and the horse skidded to a stop right in front of the house. A woman and young teenage girl came out of the house and smiled happily when they saw who it was.

"How was that Tommy?" The masked man asked as he lowered the boy off of his horse before swinging himself off of it and onto the ground.

"Great Uncle Logan, the most fun I've had in days." The boy beamed up at the masked man. Even though they were not really related both the children called him Uncle because that was what he was like to them.

"Gwenavear, Angela it's so good to see you." Logan said going over and giving them a hug.

"'Tis good to see you too. We feared you would not be home for the celebration of our town being founded because of your mission." Gwenavear said as they walked to the stable to put his horse away.

"You need not have worried about that, I promised the children that I'd be home for the celebration and you know I keep my promises." He told them as he put the saddle and reins away. He didn't add that it seemed that his mission had actually brought him back home when he sensed something happen 2 days ago. He had only sensed the same thing happen once before and once since, and both of those times had been a mixed blessing.

"Where is Henry by the way?"

"Father is out in the field fixing a fence and should be home soon." Angela stated knowing why he'd asked and hoped they could start without him.

"What is wrong?" Logan asked seeing that Gwenavear looked concerned about something.

Gwenavear didn't know if she should tell him or wait and let her husband tell him, but since he was like family she knew it didn't matter who told him. "Our horse died a couple of days ago and it's going to take some of our money that we've save up to replace it and at the moment the only way to town is to walk."

Logan smiled and his blue eyes sparkled. "Well do not fret we will hook your cart up to Pegasus here tomorrow and go to the auction at the celebration, I know I can get you a good deal."

He then removed his cloak and placed it over the saddle. To anyone but the Bennetts the sight would have made them nervous. Apart from the black matching shirt, pants and mid calf boots that all looked more European than New World, it was quite visible that he was heavily armed. Down his back was a fairly large sword set for either hand, handle shaped like a dragon and a second was normal size and set for a quick draw with his right hand, with a handle in the shape of a wolf. A few knives and other bladed weapons also hung off his belt, strapped to his wrists or out of his boots mainly with handles done the same way. Even by just glimpsing at the handles anyone could tell that they were all made by the same person and whoever they were was extremely skilled at that craft. Even the two musket pistols he had were engraved with the same writing and holy symbols that were engraved into the other weapons.

But what seemed most striking about what he wore was the solid gold crucifix with precious stones in the corners that hung from his neck. It was a stark opposite to the rest of his equipment and yet seemed to be as important as the rest.

Without the cloak he did seem to be more real and somehow less daunting than with it on and the hood up.

"OK since we have got the pleasantries out of the way I believe it's time for my usual surprises." Logan stated seeing the anticipation in both Tommy and Angela's eyes as he said it.

"You don't always have to get us gifts Uncle Logan." Angela said even though one look at her told you that she really wanted them.

"But if you give them to us we're not going to refuse them." Tommy added quickly with big smile. That caused all of them to laugh.

"Come on let's go in side and check them out." Logan said as he picked up a saddlebag and they all walked to the house joyously.



(ANYONE GUESS WHO THE MASKED MAN IS?)