A/N: This is my first ever 'Saved by the Bell' fic. I've always been a fan of the Zack/Lisa pairing so this story is centered around them. It will include the rest of the cast, but it is essentially their story. It's an AU fic so forget what you know on the show. This will be a lot more ansgty and drama filled than the show. I couldn't do a fluff peice if my life depeneded on it...lol..so I write what I know. I hope you enjoy and please review; I'm a fickle creature, I live for the glory. ;)

Prologue:

If only for a moment.
If only in my mind.
I could go back to the beginning.
In the place I felt like a child.

- Midnight In Philadelphia, Lifehouse -

It was a cold, rainy afternoon in April. The cluster of people standing at the open gravesite didn't seem to notice. It seems everyone had come from near and far to pay their last respects to Lisa Morris.

Zachary 'Zack' Morris, the grieving widower, stood closest to the grave, surrounded by their beautiful children. His two strapping sons, who had their father's complexion and hair color mixed with their mother's dark green eyes; and his stunning daughter who was the spitting image of her mother. The four of them stood, close together, holding each other as they cried.

Though his blue eyes were full of grievous tears, he noticed when four other familiar frames came close to the gravesite. It had been years since he had seen any of them. It had even been years since they last spoke, but he would know them anywhere. Sure, their hair had been turned gray by the passage of time, their faces had more lines and wrinkles, their paces were slower, but in each of their eyes he saw the rambunctious teenagers he had loved so dearly forty years ago.

Almost immediately his mind took him on a journey. A journey that he and Lisa often revisited many times in the last forty years. He could see himself growing younger. His white head of hair was regaining its sun kissed color. The lines of age and parental worry were fading away to the tight, taut, youthful skin he had long ago. His legs and arms grew sinewy and muscular again.

He could see himself now, young and virile again. Just as clearly as he could see those four again. And of course, his Lisa was there. Just as young and beautiful as she always was. Her dark chocolate skin, her deep green eyes, her long, wavy, jet black hair.

Her smile. . .

God, how he would miss that smile.

He could see all of them so clearly again. It was almost like he was standing in that moment again. The moment that set off a series of changes in his life.

The moment his life truly began.