Disclaimer: I do not own TLW, the characters and whatnot. But dreams could still come true. :)

Note: Since I haven't watched the show long, I might get the area where the group had gone to find the lost world wrong. If I do, please correct me. J thanks.

Who Said Love Doesn't Hurt

Chapter 2: Who, What, Where...Huh?
Marguerite had been sound asleep when she heard loud moaning coming from her former room. She sighed in disgust when the sound didn't stop. She mumbled unladylike curses under her breath and groggily got up from her nest of blankets and walked unsteadily toward her room. She arrived to see the girl thrashing about, letting out groans of frustration. All of a sudden the girl yelled for her mother, still caught in her nightmare. It was a thunderous shout and was filled with agony. Marguerite sat down at the side of the bed, trying to shake the girl awake. Everyone came rushing in, all lethargic in movement from being woken in such a harsh manner. The girl sat up, flinging herself into Marguerites arms, crying for her mother and sobbing uncontrollably into Marguerites shoulder. A startled look crossed Marguerites face, her lack of mothering skills apparent, but she placed her arms around her, helplessly trying to comfort her. Marguerite made soothing sounds that began calming the girl down, her sobs lessening in intensity. Finally she stopped crying, falling back into a deep slumber. Relieved looks passed over the groups' faces. Everyone slowly shuffled back to his or her beds. When Marguerite tried to detangle herself and get back to her bed, the girl tightened her arms and wouldn't let go. Marguerite tried a few more times to get out of the girl's death grip on her, but in the end gave up and laid down beside her. As soon as Marguerite was comfortable, the girl unconsciously snuggled closer to her, breathing out a sigh of content and not moving one-inch after that. Marguerite placed her arms around the girl, pulling her closer, closing her eyes and falling into a deep sleep.
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For two days the girl slept. Everyone had kept waiting for her to wake up. They wondered why a bump on the head would keep her out for two days. It almost seemed like she didn't want to get up. After the first night, she didn't thrash about or cry in fear, but seemed to find happiness in her dreams. Finally though, she woke up on the third day.
Lanina felt the mother of all headaches pounding against all sides of her skull, making her wish she hadn't come out of her deep sleep. She slowly brought her hand up, feeling something wrapped around her head and felt a little panicked at the thought that she was injured. How did she get injured in the first place? She couldn't remember a thing. Another question that was brewing in her mind was what she was doing on a bed. As she lay contemplating what had happened bits and pieces started coming together. She was slowly remembering the crash of the plane and these walking ape-men things that had attacked her. The last thing she remembered was being carried off by one of those things, hearing a gunshot and then falling. Everything went black after that. But the dreams, oh the dreams had been horrible and wonderful.
The first had been the most frightening nightmare she had ever had. She had dreamt that she and her mother had been in a car accident and that her mother had bled to death, while she was still pinned under the car, not hurt but unable to move and help her mother. It had scared her so bad, had in fact made her cry like a baby, but then a warm feeling of being held and loved filled her and she came out of that nightmare and held on as tight as she could to the thing that had given her comfort. From then on she hadn't had one single nightmare and had had only sweet dreams of being with her family. It had been so real that she had not wanted to leave, wanting to believe that she was back with her family and that being stranded in the jungle had just been a horrible dream. While she lay there thinking about her dilemma, footsteps interrupted her thoughts. She looked to the side and saw a handsome young man with blonde hair walk into the room. When he saw that she was awake he smiled. Lanina was entranced with the smile until her senses caught up with her and demanded that she ask, "who are you and where am I?"
The days that she had been asleep made her sound hoarse and raspy, unlike her voice at all. Malone walked up to the chair that had been beside the bed and sat down. He was glad that she had finally woken up.
"My name's Malone and you're in my home. Well actually, this tree house belongs to my friend Veronica, but we all call it home." Then Malone asked a question of his own. "Now, can you tell me who you are?"
Before Lanina could answer a young blonde haired girl clad in a soft brown leather top and skirt walked in. Veronica looked at Malone and then the girl and realized that she was awake. From the look on her face, she was a little displeased to find Malone leaning so close to her. Malone cleared his throat and said, "She just woke up a few minutes ago Veronica. Stay with her and I'll tell the others."
Veronica shook her head and said that she would do it herself. She rounded up Roxton, Marguerite and Challenger who were all sitting at the table eating breakfast. When Lanina saw three other people walk in with Veronica she felt relieved because she realized she was not alone. She looked at each, taking in their features. A handsome muscular man stood close to a stunning woman with long wavy black hair. A grandfatherly man with a red beard and mustache examined her closely, as if she were a bug under a microscope. She smiled tentatively at them and wondered what she should say. The older man saved her from having to think up something.
"Who are you my dear? Where did you come from?" Lanina glanced at the old gentlemen and said, "My name is Lanina and I'm from California." Everyone looked at her strangely and she continued. "My family and I had been traveling all over South America when we visited this small island off the coast. My parents had decided to go site seeing and I went off to charter a plane to fly me around the island. As we were flying a strong wind swept us up and we went up higher, flying into a really big cloud." the more she talked the more she was remembering, "we couldn't see anything, and the next thing we knew, something happened to the plane and it started to fall. It happened so fast that I don't really know what happened next except that the pilot had landed into a tree. Only a few branches were keeping us from falling to the ground so me and the pilot got out of the plane as fast as we could. We hiked for about two days I think, the only food was what I had packed before we left. Then."She seemed as though she couldn't continue. What had happened then was engraved in her mind forever. "We had found a small freshwater stream and were looking for something to carry the water in when we saw some eggs that were broken a few feet away. We thought we could use that, so the pilot went to retrieve them. He walked less than 2 ft. when a huge Tyrannosaurus Rex came out of nowhere. I screamed so loud I thought I tore my vocal cords apart. It started to come after me but the pilot ran in front of me and he told me to run, so I ran. I ran I fast and as far as I could. The last I saw of him was his face and hearing him yelling at me before the T.Rex ate him. I ran, oh for God knows how long before I fell down. I couldn't run anymore. I laid there for about a few minutes before I made myself get up and start walking. I just kept walking, hoping I would see some sign of life. I got my wish but it wasn't the kind of life I was looking for. Those ape things were horrible. I don't remember anything after that."
While Lanina had been retelling her story, tears had started to slowly drip out of her eyes, running down her cheeks. Malone reached out and with the pad of his thumb wiped the tears away, whispering words of comfort. Lanina unconsciously leaned her cheek against his hand, feeling more tears come as she let out the emotion she had held since the minute she had crashed. Veronica stared at Malone's hand on Lanina's cheek. Challenger, though feeling bad about her troubles, was fascinated with the plane and her home, recalling another time when he had met a group that seemed similar to Lanina. "What year do you come from Lanina?"
"It was 2002 the last I checked." Lanina felt that that was a strange question, but taking a closer look at their clothes decided that it might not be so strange at all. They all looked as though they were from a totally different time, and if her guess was right they must be from the early 1900's.
"So, what are you're guy's names? I already know Malone and Veronica and I'd like to know the rest of you."
The dark-haired man introduced himself as Lord John Roxton and the woman beside him as Marguerite. The older man was a scientist named George Challenger. After the introductions were made, Challenger broached the subject of what era she had come from, wanting to know more about the future. Lanina answered his questions with a smile, thinking the scientist's inquisitive mind adorably funny. Roxton grinned at Challenger's excitement and bowed out of the room with the knowledge that the girl wasn't a danger. Veronica and Malone left too, going off to do their own thing. Marguerite stayed and after a few minutes shooed Challenger out of the room as well, her trained eyes seeing that though Lanina liked Challenger, she was having a hard time keeping up with his rapid fire questions. Marguerite told her she would come in with something for her to eat and left before Lanina could say thank you. Marguerite was a little surprised with herself because seeing to someone else's needs was new to her, especially when there was nothing in it for her. Lanina settled back into the blankets. She was still a little dizzy from waking up from such a long sleep and having the knowledge that she was in some twilight zone. She just hoped that she would be able to find a way home.