Disclaimer: Disclaimer: Dangermouse and characters are property of Cosgrove/Hall productions, and I don't own them. This fiction and the characters of M6 Lori L'Amour and her assistant and other craziness the other side of the pond is my own insanity, property of me, Trynia Merin. Like the story that Sabertooth Kitty wrote with celebrities, I'm sure this has some similarities, but instead of dealing with pop stars I'm delving off the deep end into classic seventies rock, and you might notice the similarities between the two bands that I am giving animal type names to, and I'm leaving it up to guess which two I'm poking fun at here J . It's all in fun, and in good humor. Hope it's not TOO much like the story Pop Culture Shock, but it will have a LOT of differences… J

"Just Push Pause, Or the Rock All Night Stops…"

By Trynia Merin

Epilogue

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Lori caught her breath as Saul, the Super Star picked her up in his arms and carried her back to the concert. Gila carried the Ally Katt on his back, and they soared back to the arena just in time for the last Byrdsmythe song, Walk This Way.

"Thank you for helping me… I…" she stammered before Saul and the others landed backstage. Tommie was still providing power, and he sighed in relief as the concert wound to a close, and there came the roar of the audience.

"It was our pleasure," Gila purred as he wrapped his tail around Lori's.

"Thank you," she said, kissing his cheek. He gave her a hug and patted her on the back. She in turn hugged Tommie, then Petey, who smiled and gave her the thumbs up.

"And Saul… thank you…" she whispered as she turned to him.

"You're most welcome… and think of it as a return for the devotion you have given us all these years. When you're back in the states, I was wondering if you'd be amenable to a date with me?"

"You wish to ask me for a date?" she asked.

"Yes," he smiled, kissing her hand. "I would ask you out tonight, but we have to get going to Germany…"

"I can fly out to Germany to see you…" she whispered as he squeezed her hand.

"Good. When you have time off, love."

"Saul, thank you," she smiled. "And in honor of the occasion… um… L'Shanna Tovah… to you and Gila…"

"L'Shanna Tovah," smiled Gila. He grabbed a plate and held it up, nibbling something. "Want some apples and honey?"

"Um sure," she giggled as he offered them to her. She nibbled them, and he passed the plate to Saul, who also nibbled them. She noticed around his neck he was wearing a Star of David, after he removed the Star medallion. It also had a six-pointed star.

"Shalom, and all that," she smiled.

"Peace to you," Saul smiled, and clutched her hand. Impulsively she put her arms around his neck, and kissed his cheek. He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to her lips, and she felt the greasepaint leave it's mark.

"See you in Germany," she smiled.

"Bye, and Thanks!" Petey and the others called.

"You need a ride to your car?" asked Saul.

"Yes… but…"

"allow me," he said, picking her up and flying her there quickly. She felt the softness of his fur against her arms and he soon set her down by the Gail 6. Grasping her hand he squeezed it, and smiled as he opened the door for her, after she pressed the unlock button. He helped her to sit down, and then taking one last look at her he leapt up and flew back to the stadium. Lori suddenly looked down to see a rose lying across the front passenger seat. She wiped red lipstick off her mouth and smiled, blushing as she drove back to the Mayfair pillar-box. Next to it was a plate of apples and a bottle of fresh honey, with a small note.

"To a sweet girl. L'Shanna Tovah to you and your friend…"

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As she drove through Mayfair, she stopped at the synagogue where the Shabbat service for Rosh Hashanah was just getting out. Mice ad hamsters in their yamikas and prayer shawls spilled out, carrying their prayerbooks. Bagel rushed up, wearing a white veil pinned to her bow, as many of the females in the Conservative synagogues did. Seeing Lori she smiled.

"How did it go?" she asked.

"Um, helped to save the world… and here… something for you…"

"Ohh, you remembered!" she smiled as she held up the plate of apples with honey. Bagel leapt in and started munching on the traditional Rosh Hashanah snack. Lori smiled, and Bagel noticed the red lipstick on her friend's lips.

"Um… I got… a smooch," she smiled.

"I can see…"

"We should get back. DM was sort of badly hurt…"

"Oh no, is he okay?"

"I think so," Lori said as she drove on to Baker Street, and drove into the curb entrance. A hydraulic platform rose their car up to the port, which it shared with the Space Hopper, and they climbed out, slowly carrying the plate with them.

She punched the code and the door slid open, to Penfold standing there, his face filled with relief. Bagel said, "Is DM okay…"

"Cor, yes," he sighed. "Em… how was the service?"

"Good," Bagel nodded. "Is DM asleep or awake?"

"I erm… he's sitting on the sofa having a read. For some reason he was in a contemplative mood…" Penfold trailed off as he let them in, and took their coats. Still in her Smooch Squad costume, Lori walked over and saw DM sitting there, reading a bible of all things.

"DM how are you holding up…"

"Quite well," he said, and she sat down. "Penfold, can I please have some more chamomile…"

"coming right up…" Penfold said.

"I'll help," Bagel offered, and she put her prayer book down as Lori took a seat by DM.

"You haven't said much… how are you feeling?" she asked.

"Um… I had the most extraordinary experience… I er well.. am usually very reserved in the realm of religion…" Dm coughed. "And I had questions. I don't know what religion you are…"

"I'm Christian," Lori said. "As a matter of fact, I was raised Episcopalian, believe it or not. Sorta Catholic… did you… um… have an NDE?"

"NDE?"

"Near Death experience…" she asked him, taking his hand.

"Um well… I met someone… after feeling Very light. I saw you and the others around me… most odd… and then a tunnel of light… and someone… a person… who was most kind…" DM said with a faraway look in his eyes.

"What did this person say?" Lori asked.

"He didn't say his name actually. But I felt as if I'd seen him before. He said my work wasn't done, and something about a book of Life, and a plan… and I asked his name and he said he'd made some big sacrifice…"

"Ohhh," Lori said with a slow smile. "I know who that was. A lot of people don't' know him who should…"

"who was he. I mean I WAS raised Church of England… but when you're an agent, you tend to get caught up in saving the world," DM said softly.

"I can answer all your questions," Lori said, taking DM's hand. "well, the person you saw, was someone who DID make a big sacrifice to save everyone. And well, his name was… and is… Jesus Christ."

"Ohhh," Dm nodded. "It's been a while, but it's most… unusual…"

"Any other questions, please ask me," she smiled. "I'm very glad you met him. He's a good person. Always helps out. And he's ALWAYS there."

"Tell me about this. I seem to have been confused on the whole Sunday school thing. I thought it was a social construct for the needs of explaining things that could be explained by science… and technology…"

"There are a good many things that are misunderstood. And knowing Him is a good way to make meaning of life," Lori said. "And to start with he was Jewish…"

"Ahh, a carpenters son. But I really don't' quite get the significance of sacrifice…"

"I'll tell you," Lori smiled, pointing to the book in DM's hand. "It's all there. And I think there is a LOT we can show one another…"

"Indeed," DM nodded, looking at the cross around Lori's neck. They didn't see as Penfold and Bagel peeked out of the kitchen to make sure their fellow agents were okay.

"L'Shannah Tovah," said Penfold, clearing his throat as she offered him some of the other treats she had made for Rosh Hashanah. Bagel nodded and helped him prepare more tea. As they saw Danger Mouse and Lori talking quietly they reached for one another's hands and gave them a squeeze before putting the tea and cakes before them.

There were far more mysterious things then could be explained by science or technology. Somehow a void was being filled, and they knew WHO to thank for it.

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The End… for now!