A/N: Just wanted to let you all know, anacsadder has helped me a great deal with this fic. So thanks!

5. My Dream has Become a Reality

Rachel left the chatroom and signed offline. About 10 minutes later, Anna came to the door.

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"Okay. So, what're we gonna do? We need some kind of plan."

"Let's meet somewhere. Cuz' I've gotta grab some stuff from my place anyway."

"Okay, how about… the Star Bucks in Time Square? We can get a little something while we're there, too and then head to the pier from there."

"Great idea! And let's wear our Otto shirts too!"

"That's an awesome idea! Okay. So Time Square, Star Bucks, in 10 minutes. Wear your Otto shirt."

"Okay! See you in a few!"

Rachel went upstairs to her room. Opening her drawer, she pulled out a black t-shirt. It had that "oh-so-adorable" picture of Doc Ock looking over his shoulder. Anna and Rachel had made them together to show their ultimate adoration of Otto.

Rachel grabbed her backpack, turned it upside-down, and emptied it of its contents. She put into it her camera, her digital camcorder, her laptop, and her homework, just in case she'd be out all night. She grabbed her PDA, stuffed $20 in her pocket, and ran out the door.

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Otto was walking through the streets of Time Square, with a picture in his hand. Now that he thought about it, this was going to be a lot harder then he had first thought. Here he was, walking around in Time Square, looking for a girl of sixteen years of age, with only a picture to go by. He had to scrutinize every person that passed by him, to see if he could find he. Heck, how could he be sure she was even here! He continued walking down the street, looking at every person who passed by. No sign of Rachel. He sighed, putting the picture in his coat pocket, and continued walking down the street.

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Rachel was walking down the street in Time Square, when her PDA started beeping. Taking it out of her pocket, she glanced at the screen. It was a message from Anna. They used their PDAs together to IM each other.

Anna: Where are you? Rachel decided to reply to her, since she might be a few minutes late anyway.

Rachel: I'm about a block away from Star Bucks. U?

Anna: I'm at Star Bucks! What's taking you so long?

Rachel: Hey, you live closer to it then I do! So just be patient!

Anna: Okay, okay. lol BBFN! Rachel chuckled to herself, walking at a faster pace now down the street on her way to the coffee shop. Then she heard beeping again.

"What now?" She thought. Looking down at the PDA in her hand, continuing down the street, she saw that it was an alert from a website she had been looking at.

Dear Rachel,

We are proud to have you as a member of our science club! Please feel free to browse through the site, and email us if you have any questions or anything you'd like to submit!

Rachel opened up the website and began reading one of the articles. It was on fusion. She continued reading and walking down the street, when she accidentally ran into someone. She fell onto the sidewalk, as her backpack opened and all of its contents spilled out. Her PDA went flying into the air, and the person caught it in mid-air. Looking at it, he was surprised to find that it was on fusion. Rachel stooped down on the ground, gathering up her things and examining them for starches of dents. Fortunately, everything was all right, and she placed them into her backpack. The man handed her her PDA as she was brushing herself off.

"Here. I think this belongs to you."

"I am so sorry, sir! I--" She stopped, as she looked up take the PDA from him, instead of a human hand, she saw a steel actuator holding it out to her.

The Trickster: 30 miles away from New York in California? That makes no sense! Perhaps you meant 300?

Agent Silver: hehe, too lazy, eh? I understand. :P Of course I'm Rachel! In addition, Anna's anacsadder.

Anacsadder: Amen to that! Heehee :D

Silent Watcher, 1st Fury: Sorry, but if you've read the previous chapter, you know there's gonna be NO romance between Rachel and Otto. Nevertheless, Otto is a real sweetheart to Ray, just not in a romantic way.