A/N: Okay, so this was originally the end of chapter 2, but I wanted more chapters, and Chapter 2 was getting really long. But I hope you enjoyed it. Since I'm posting 2 and 3 at the same time, I have no review shout-outs, but if you review, then there'll be a note for you in chapter 4!
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em, except for Tru. Please ask permission to use her. The facts about Captain Nemo come from K.J. Anderson's book, Captain Nemo. I highly recommend this book to all Nemo fans.
Now, on with Chapter 3!
Chapter 3-Ready to go
"And here we are," Quatermain finished. He had, quite literally, started from the beginning, with the League's formation, and the story had taken close to an hour. He had left out some details, such as his death and resurrection. Tru had remained quiet throughout most of his tale, only speaking up once or twice to clarify some point or another. Now she stared at him, disbelief written liberally on her face.
"Well," she started. "That was interesting." She stood from her chair and slowly paced in front of the group. "So let me get this straight. You're all from the year 1899, and collectively you're my ancestors. Some psycho from your time is going to come here and kidnap me so that he can use me in some kinda voodoo ritual and completely wipe out all of you. You want to take me back with you into the past so that you can 'protect' me from this madman. Right so far?"
"In a nutshell, yeah," Skinner answered. Tru glared at him dangerously.
"Shut up. I don't wanna hear from you," she snarled. Skinner held up his hands and took a step back. Tru turned back to the others.
"So, what exactly is it that makes you people think I'm actually gonna believe you? Some old clothes and the names supposedly off of my family tree? You're gonna have to do better than that."
"Well, I don't really know what to say, Miss Rose. Unless you care to wait another thirty minutes or so and see for yourself," Quatermain answered. Tru looked at him for a moment before shaking her head.
"I don't think so," she said. "I've heard enough. Besides, I've got a gig in an hour so I don't think I'll be making that jump with you." Tru crossed her arms, clearly deciding that it was time for them to leave.
The League exchanged glances, realizing that this was taking a turn for the worst. "Surely there is a way for us to prove our story," Nemo said regally. Tru looked at him curiously.
"I'm listening," she said. Nemo cleared his throat and stepped forward.
"You must know something of your ancestors." Tru thought for a moment then stepped up in front of him.
"Okay, I see where you're going with this. Captain Nemo…what's the name of your ship?"
Nemo raised his eyebrows slightly at the simplicity of the question. "The Nautilus," he answered. Tru nodded.
"Okay," she said. "What's your first name?"
The League members looked mildly admonished by this, realizing that they didn't even know the answer. "Andre," the captain answered calmly. Tru seemed to accept his answer, though the League exchanged glances of surprise.
"What was the name of your first love?" Tru asked daringly. "The one you named your daughter after." Nemo looked at her oddly. He had not had a daughter, at least not one who had survived, so he could only assume that she meant the child he would have later in his life. That didn't help him any…yet the question of his first love made him think back…
"Caroline," he answered, looking mildly surprised when Tru nodded, impressed. If these people were fakes, they had done their homework.
Tru pondered her next question carefully. "Last question. What did you enjoy doing as a child in Paris?" she asked finally. Nemo studied her face carefully, confusion in his eyes, before he smiled enigmatically.
"False question," he said. "I spent my childhood in Ile Feydeau, Nantes, France, not Paris." There was a moment of silence as the two continued to stare into each other's eyes; Tru's arms crossed against her chest and Nemo standing with his hands clasp behind his back.
"Huh," Tru huffed lightly. Amazement lighted up her eyes. "You're…really him, aren't you?" Nemo inclined his head slightly. Tru turned to look at the rest of the League, who were looking on with interest. Tru smiled, astonishment in her face. "That's…wow."
Most everyone in the League broke out with expressions of relief. Tru grabbed a duffel bag from under her couch and held it in her hands. "Guess I better start packin' then."
A/N: Short, I know, but chapter 4 should be up soon. FYI: Nemo and Tru are going to be pretty close, for some odd reason, my muses decided to torture me by making me do in depth writing on the hardest character to write. Darn. Anywho, go read and review, so I can feed my muses!