Chapter 3: But I Though That Was TV

Disclaimer: Once again, I don't own the characters of Babylon 5, but I do own Jaci and the disembodied voice.

Here's more guys, and don't worry, more characters will be showing up. Marcus isn't the only one who going to get to have fun. Oh, and this story shows no signs of becoming normal anytime soon. Just so you know.

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Marcus raised one eyebrow. "Why is this just weird? I mean aside from the obvious, me being dead… thing."

Jaci sighed. "Babylon 5 was a TV show. Not real. But here you are, and freshly back from the dead. Weird."

Marcus appeared to mull this over for a few moments. Then he looked around. "Where am I?"

Jaci thought hard, trying to remember the name of the building they were in. "Ummm, not Babylon 5."

Marcus rolled his eyes. "Thanks."

"Hey, don't roll your eyes at me. You were a dead a few minutes ago, and I'm not freaking out. I think I deserve some respect."

"But all you can tell me about where I am is 'not Babylon 5'. Shouldn't you know, considering you're here too?"

"My, my, my. You're grumpy for getting at second chance at life." Jaci's brow wrinkled as she thought. "To be honest with you, I can't recall the name of the building we're in. You see, I was on a tour, this informative tour thing. This is a scientific facility, and part of the tour was on outer space. You know, I'm surprised you weren't in that building. The one that had to do with outer space, I mean."

"Wait." Marcus threw up a hand to stop the tirade of what was probably useless information for him. "Am I on Earth? And you never told me who you were talking to when I, err, woke up."

"Yes, and I don't know."

"You don't know? You're a fount of information."

"If I weren't feeling a little weirded out by this all, I would be insulted by your sarcasm. You see, from what I can tell, I was talking to a disembodied voice."

"Hmmm, that's interesting. Well, would you mind giving me a hand?"

Jaci looked blankly at his hand for a moment before she realized he wanted help getting out of the box. She eyed him speculatively as he brushed himself off. "I wonder if this is all a dream."

He glanced at her. "I'm wondering if this is some sort of strange after life. I suppose I should get out of here and to Babylon 5. Since it's your fault I'm back from the dead, I'm dragging you along."

"It's not my fault…wait. Babylon 5 is real?"

"It was when I died." Marcus quirked an eyebrow.

"Wow. This vacation may turn out to be interesting after all."

Aren't you glad you listened to me?

"That, I take it, was the disembodied voice."

"Yep. And yep. Hey, Disembodied Voice, are you going to come too?" Jaci asked.

Yes, I think I shall come along. This is all very amusing.

"Glad you think so," Marcus said dryly. He looked around in the same fashion that Jaci had when looking for the source of the voice. He looked vaguely defeated after a moment. "Perhaps we should get going." Marcus motioned toward the door.

"So you're still planning on kidnapping me?"

It's not kidnapping if you're willing, and you did want something interesting to do during your vacation.

"Listen to Disembodied Voice. It's smart," Jaci informed Marcus.

"It was talking to you."

Jaci waved a dismissive hand. "I know that. I meant, if Disembodied Voice tells you anything, listen. It's a smart voice."

Marcus looked amused. "I'll keep that in mind."

TBC…Hopefully I'll get them out of that room in the next chapter. Once again, I apologize for the insanity. Hopefully it won't take me too long to update again.