WHEEEEEE!! I'M NOT GONNA DO THE LEGAL STUFF AGAIN!! ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW IS THAT I DON'T OWN ANYTHING!! And upon reading over this, I just realized that none of this is in order, since it takes place in 2262-2263 in between seasons, which means there are discrepancies...SO MANY!

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Ivanova looked at Delenn and Sheridan, and coughed. Sheridan immediately let go of Delenn's waist, and looked at Bill Clinton.

"Ah, yes, let me introduce myself, Mr. President. I am Captain John Sheridan of the ship Babylon 5. This is my Second in Command, Susan Ivanova..." He indicated the very PO-ed, still cursing under her breath, Ivanova. Bill Clinton looked at her with some interest.

"I'll blow your nether regions off if you even TRY and touch me," she growled menacingly. Clinton looked uncomfortable.

"Anyway...." Sheridan continued, shooting a dark look at his second in command. "This is the Minbari Ambassador Delenn," He said, putting a hand on her shoulder.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. President," she said politely.

Bill Clinton laughed. "Please, call me Bill," the President said in his Arkansas drawl.

Delenn merely smiled.

"This is head of security, Michael Garibaldi, and this is the assistant to the Centauri ambassador Londo, Vir Cotto. " Sheridan finished.

Bill looked at Vir. "What's wrong with your head, boy?"

"THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH MY HEAD!! THIS HOW WE CENTAURI LOOK!" Vir seethed.

Delenn looked at Clinton. "Please excuse my friend here, but perhaps we did not explain ourselves as clearly as we should. I am from the Minbari Home world, and Londo and Vir are from the Centauri Home world ."

"Y'all aliens?" Bill Clinton raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, they're aliens you TWIT!" Ivanova snapped. "We are from the future. The year 2263."

Bill rubbed his eyes, and cleaned out his ears with his finger. "Riiiight...." He nodded nervously.

"LOOK OUT BELOW!" A British male voice yelled from the ceiling. Ivanova looked up, and was crushed by the falling Marcus.

"SUSAN!" he gasped and got up quickly, offering a hand to his secret crush.

"MARCUS!" Ivanova gasped, blushing very slightly. "WHERE THE HELL DID YOU COME FROM?! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD!!!"

Marcus shrugged. "It got boring. And a random Vorlon said that I deserved another chance...so here I am!!" (thank you Courtney for that idea!!)

Garibaldi, grinned at Ivanova. "Yeah, you two'll get a second chance, all right."

Marcus glared. "Now, now Michael. Don't go exposing our secrets to our friend here." He laughed and pointed at Bill Clinton.

"WHO ARE YOU?!" Bill Clinton demanded.

"This is Marcus. Cole."

"I'm Marcus Cole." Ivanova and Marcus said together. They looked at each other, Marcus smirking slightly.

"Ah, we're so close that we can finish each other's sentences!" Marcus put his arm around Ivanova.

Ivanova glared, and pushed his arm off her, only after Garabaldi started to snigger.

Bill Clinton eyed Marcus with a dark jealous look, and muttered to himself.

YAY!! IT'S THE END OF THE CHAPTER!! I'M SORRY IT'S SHORT!! BUT WHEN THEY GET LONG, I START TO RAMBLE!! MUAHAH!! Next chappie: MARCUS & BILL CLINTON GET IN A CATFIGHT OVER IVANOVA!! =is having SO much fun at J. Michael Straczynski's expense= READ & REVIEW! PLEASE!