"Ow-!" Keely exclaimed as she fell down hard on top of Phil. This landing had been a lot less graceful then their previous one.

"Keel?" Phil attempted to say, "However much I enjoy this, you really have to get off---can't-----breath----"

"Oh Sorry!" Keely immediately got off of Phil, "Wow! I'm glad you cushioned my fall, or else that might have hurt!"

"Wonderful," Phil groaned as he started to sit up.

"Duck!" Just as Phil was able to prop himself up onto his elbows, Keely dove down on top of him.

"C'mon Keel, I know I'm attractive, but really, we're in the middle of a field."

"Phil Diffy!" Keely playfully slapped him on the cheek, and Phil smiled, "Sorry to burst your little bubble, but I was dodging a bullet. I don't know why you haven't noticed this Mr. I'm-so-smart-cause-I'm-from-the-future, but we're in the middle of the battlefield!"

This silenced Phil temporarily, and he fully took in his surroundings. A little into the distance, he saw a handful of cannons, lifeless soldiers, and a blur of blue and red.

"Oh," Phil finally managed to say, "You're right."

"Ha!" Keely stated in triumph, "I'm right and you're wrong, I'm right and-"

BOOM!

A bomb exploded in the distance making the ground rumble.

"Keel, I really think we should get out of here now."

"Oh don't go changing the subject you can't always—"

"NOW Keel." Phil's voice became serious; "We're going to have to make a crawl for it."

"Fine," Keely reluctantly dropped to the ground, this randomly reminded her of pushups, and she hated those. BOOM! "Yikes!" screeched Keely, as a bomb exploded not far behind her right leg. The battle was rapidly moving towards their direction. "Phil! Transport us behind that stone fence. They won't see, they're too preoccupied with the battle---" BOOM!

"Well…." Phil hesitated for a moment.

"PHIL!" Keely looked at him in disbelief.

"Ok, here we go." Phil whipped out his wizard pointed it at himself and Keely, and they disappeared. Just as a bomb exploded were they used to be crawling. Safely behind the stone fence, Phil and Keely regained their composure.

"Whew…I wonder what battle that is?"

"Hold on," Phil checked his wizard, "This is the battle of Lexington and Concord, April 19th, 1775. There's going to be a 49-soldier loss on the American side."

"I have so much respect for them." Keely studied the floor intently for a moment, " So how are we going to find Julie?"

"I think I can use the time simulator to latch onto her signal. But first…."Phil zapped them into colonial clothing. "There now we fit in."

"Ew, I look like an American girl doll." She glanced at Phil miserably. Then desperately tried to hold in her laughter, he was wearing knickers.

Phil huffed and started down the road, there was a town not too far ahead, they could spend the night in an inn.

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Julie woke up extra early. She needed to put her newly devised plan into work. It was simple really. Set Phil up and make him look like a British spy. Then she'd zap Keely up, and make Phil promise to go out with her if he wanted Keely and his family back. Simple, and her new best friend William, would help her all the way. She sighed, how did she come up with these things?

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Keely and Phil enjoyed a traditional colonial breakfast at the inn before setting out to find Julie. The time simulator said she was close, and Phil was anxious to get going. He couldn't believe what he was doing. Chasing Julie through time because she had kidnapped his parents? Julie had truly gone over the edge.

"Phil? Are you ready?"

Phil looked up into he smiling eyes of his Keely. Even in plain colonial garb she radiated beauty. She was so optimistic, a truly pure soul, his Keely to love forever.

"Phil? Earth to Phil!" Keely waved her hand in front of his face. 'C'mon we need to get going."

"Right," he said taking her hand in his, "Julie won't escape this time." He determinedly led Keely out of the inn into the fresh, clear morning. The sky was blue, the birds were chirping, and yet the tension was still a palpable hue that hung around every street corner. These people were at war for their freedom. It was because of them that he was able to live his life.

"Oh Phil look!" he followed Keely's finger pointing to a nearby newsboy, yelling for customers and handing out papers on the corner. "Isn't that cool? I've always wanted to buy a paper from one of those yelling guys. Like in those old movies!"

Phil stared at her with an amused smirk on his face. This is one of the things he loved about her; she was so damn random it almost killed him. He made a deal of rolling his eyes, "Your sure a strange one."

"Oh be quiet!" she lightly punched him in the arm. "Don't you remember in those old movies?"

"No."

"Well you're a party pooper I'm buying one."

"Fine, I'll uh…buy something from that bakery."

"And I'm the random one?" Keely countered, before wandering off to the newsboy.

Phil slowly walked over to the bakery and inhaled deeply as the scents of delicious pastries filled his nose. Yum.

"Can I have two apple tarts please?" Apple tarts were Keely's favorite.

"Surely," the lady wrapped them in a package, and Phil handed her the money. However, the happiness of buying apple tarts quickly left him, and what he saw next made his blood boil.

A/N: Cliffie! Haha…. lol… I'll update soon but schools been so hectic. However, we had a snow day today so I decided to use the time to write for you guys…. all my reviewers are so special to me, you guys are awesome! I hope you enjoyed!