Chapter 4: But I Thought You Were An Idiot

Disclaimer: Don't own Babylon 5. *sniffles* I'm not that special. I do own Jaci and Disembodied Voice, however. Also own Confused Man.

Author's Note: It's been over two months since I last updated. *ahem* Life has sort of been getting in the way. Being a college student, I had to write all these papers and do all this homework. They just didn't understand that I had better things to do. So please don't hunt me down and beat me for being so slow. I am out for the summer, so hopefully the updating will be more frequent. If you have been reading my story, and just decided to skip to this chapter when you saw I updated, go back. I have edited the first three chapters, and while the editing did not make any huge changes (i.e. the plot), I think you should see what I have changed before you go on. Oh, one more thing. The titles of the chapters have been from Jaci's POV, but this one I figured could be from Marcus' POV (mostly because I couldn't come up with anything else).

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"So, how are you planning on getting to Babylon 5 from here?" Jaci whispered as she and Marcus sneaked through the building in what they hoped was the right direction. Disembodied Voice seemed to have deserted them for the moment, or at least had run out of things to say.

"Well, someone here must know how I got here."

"So you're just going to waltz up to someone and announce yourself? You might freak them out, considering you're supposed to be dead."

"I know that." Marcus sounded a little irritated. "I'm not an idiot."

"Of course you aren't. So what are you going to do when you find some officious person who can help you out?"

"What is this? Twenty questions?"

"You know that game? I never figured on y'all playing that up in space."

Marcus heaved a sigh. "I'm considering strangling you and stashing your body in one of those supply closets."

"The supply closets are probably locked. What will you do with my body then?"

Marcus ignored her. "Aha!"

"Aha? That's good, right?"

"Yes it is. I recognize this sequence." Marcus pointed to a number on a nameplate of what looked to be an office.

"So it's a code? Shouldn't they change those periodically? I would think you've been dead long enough for them to change things." Jaci was starting to feel nervous. What if they both got into a lot of trouble and messed something big up? What exactly they would mess up, she wasn't sure, but she still was nervous.

I was wondering when you would get here, Disembodied Voice said, sounding bored. I was beginning to think I would have to come get you and lead you to this office.

"If you knew we had to come here, why didn't you tell us that in the first place?" Marcus was looking extremely irritated. His second chance at life was not going well so far. The only life-forms he had come into contact with so far were a girl who seemed to be a complete idiot and a disembodied voice who didn't see fit to give him the slightest clue where to go when she, or it, or whatever it was knew….

I figured it would be much more rewarding for you if you found this office by yourselves.

Jaci thought she saw a pink glow off to her right, but as she glanced over, it disappeared. She turned her head back to look at Marcus, whose face was turning an unflattering shade of maroon. "Let's go inside and see if we find anyone who can help you get back to Babylon 5, shall we?"

Marcus turned his anger-glazed eyes towards Jaci, and the maroon subsided a bit. "Why not? Whomever's office this is has to be more help than this voice of yours."

I don't belong to her, Disembodied Voice said huffily. I am my own entity, thank you very much.

"Um, guys? Can we stop arguing and explain to this nice confused-looking man why we are standing in front of his office door? Besides, I think if the two of you keep bickering, he'll just throw us out without waiting for an explanation, and then where will we be? Aside from outside the building, I mean."

The confused man, who was balding, glanced from Marcus to Jaci and then looked around as if he were expecting another person. His gaze wandered back to Marcus and his look of confusion morphed into one of horror as he realized who was standing before him.

"How did you…I mean, shouldn't you…you're supposed to be…." Confused Man was so flustered that he couldn't spit out a full sentence.

Jaci took pity on him. "Don't worry. There's an explanation though it might not seem logical. Can we step inside your office? I don't think it would be a good idea to discuss this out in the hallway where anyone could overhear."

"Oh…yes…come in." Confused Man stepped out of the doorway so that Jaci and Marcus could move inside.

Marcus gave Jaci an appraising look. "So you do have a brain in that head of yours after all."

"You didn't think I did?"

"Well, you have been rather…flighty."

Jaci sighed. "I know I can be an airhead, but I haven't been that bad so far, have I?" After glancing at Marcus' face, she quickly added, "That was a rhetorical question. You don't have to answer." She was afraid he was going to anyways when he opened his mouth, but Confused Man interrupted.

"Can I have that explanation now? I'm not really sure I like having a guy who is supposed to be dead standing in my office, and I might feel better about it if there is some reasoning to it."

Jaci turned to Marcus. "You know how you said you weren't going to waltz up to someone and freak them out? I think you lied, because he looks freaked."

"So your intelligent moments only occur once in a while?" Marcus retorted.

"The explanation?" Confused Man tried again.

"Right. Jaci, how about you start, since it's your fault we're here."

Jaci bristled. "It's not my fau…." She stopped as both men glared at her. "Fine. Well, you see…."

TBC…Another chapter finished. I am oddly proud of myself. This was a bit less insane, don't you think? Review please, and let me know what you're thinking.