Chapter 6

Highway Song

Everything was a blur. It was a mess of sound, light and debris. Sam didn't know what had happened. He didn't know if what he heard was sound of silence or his hearing had gone out. He wasn't sure. All he knew was that he had been running. The question was did he make it? That's when things began to snap back into consciousness.

            Sam flew in the air as the wave of heat carried him in the air. As he rose into the air he hoped the hot dog costume had padding. That's all he hoped for.

            Sam dropped back onto the ground and onto grass. The costume cushioned his fall somewhat. Despite what had happened Sam didn't feel pain. He began to look himself over and found no injuries. He had been lucky, at least in that respect.

            As the sound of sirens and the sound of rushing footsteps came closer. Sam looked at where the explosion had occurred. Now it was a smoking hole. Whatever there was of Archer was gone and so was the bounty. But Sam didn't much care about that. He had a feeling that he wasn't there for that reason.

            Edward kept on hacking through Ziggy. She liked what she had found.

            "Ed has found new friend Ein." She said to herself as Ein sat there.

            Something else occurred as Ed continued hacking.

            "Hmm, Ed has found something new and exciting. Shall we find out what it is?"

            Ed barked as if he were agreeing with her.

            "Righty-O" Ed said. "What-What-What do we have here?"

            Ed kept on typing, curious about what she was finding.

            "Any change on Ziggy?" Al asked as he stood by in the main project room.

            "It appears" Gushie said as he looked on the screens. "That the main disruption that caused Doctor Beckett to leap forward has subsided. In fact we have pin-pointed his location."

            "Good" Al said as he rushed to the imagining chamber. "I want to tell him."

            "Well do it fast." Gushie said. "There's a 79.5% chance that Doctor Beckett will soon leap."

            "I hope for that." Al said. "But hopefully in this lifetime." He than ran into the imaging chamber.

            Sam sat on the street corner admiring what he was looking at. He was no longer wearing the hot dog costume  but still in that blue suit. He wasn't sure of why he was here but there was a feeling he had done what had to be done. For some reason, Spike had to be alive. Sam didn't know why and he won't be able to know from Ziggy. But it didn't matter. He wasn't going to have memory of this leap anyway.

            "Doing alright there, Sam?" Al's voice called to him.

            Sam turned around and sitting on a park bench was Al, smoking a cigar.

            "I guess, Al. Just admiring the sunset." Sam then rose up and walked over to where Al was. "Things better with Ziggy?"

            Al puffed away. "We hope so, but it looks like you're about to leap."

            "That's good to know." Sam said. "I hope I don't encounter anything strange like this again."

            Al puffed on his cigar again. "What, I think you're a snappy dresser."

            Sam looked at himself. "You think this is good."

            "Yeah I do. Perhaps I'll find out this guy's tailor."

            "This is the future."

            "Yeah but maybe I'm the one who came up with the design."

            Sam sighed and turned back around to view the sunset which crept behind the massive towers.

            Sam didn't know where he was or what the next place would be. But at this moment he felt comfortable.

            Just as Sam closed his eyes. Another strange squeal emanated from Al's handlink.

            Both Sam and Al turned to the handlink which Al gripped in his hands.

            "Oh no" Al said to himself

            "Oh no, what?" Sam asked

            "You're not going to believe this."

            "Believe what-?"

            And just then Sam leaped.

            A leap always left Sam Beckett unsure of where he would be next. Unknown of who he would be, what he would do, or the situation. It was always a mystery. This one was no less a mystery.

            Sam found himself looking out on the desert. Unsure of what he was looking at. It was flat dry land that must've gone for miles. A dry wind then brushed against his face.

            Sam looked around and noticed he was riding on top of something. He looked around and noticed someone was riding beside someone. It was a woman. A small woman with black hair and long gold sticks for earrings. She appeared to be dressed in a bright white cape with a large bluish bow tie like thing around her neck. She appeared to be calm but yet something was bothering her.

            But just as Sam was about to ask her something he looked down to see what he was riding. He was shocked to find he wasn't riding a horse  but something he had never seen before.

            It appeared to be something that kind of looked like an armadillo but wasn't. It was big and reminded Sam of that science fiction movie with large round space station and boy who could move objects but Sam couldn't quite remember the title of it. But this creature he was on reminded him of that.

            The woman next to him turned to look at Sam.

            "Something bothering you, Mille?"
            Sam opened his eyes wide and tried respond. But one thing came to mind

            "Oh, boy!" Sam exclaimed.

To Be Continued (Hopefully)