Author's Note: Well this one is a full page longer than the other two. Yay for you guys! Also, we get to learn some extra special fun stuff about Sarah in this chapter. Yay for making this harder on myself! Also, I understand her last lame changed. She lied, she doesn't trust these people and she doesn't yet realize that they have no way of tracking her once this is over.

Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who

Update 11/29/15: I changed a small detail to help make things flow smoother in later chapters (AKA I'm lazy and didn't plan ahead)

Sarah froze and her eyes darted to Diane who was looking at Sarah expectantly. "Um, well."

"Me and Sarah met at Woodstock. It was a doozy of a meeting." Diane smiled wickedly and winked at Sarah was nodded confused.

Tom blinked, but didn't question the information as he took Sarah's hand, giving it a light squeeze. He seemed shocked when Sarah returned his handshake firmly. "What a grip you have there little lady," He laughed. "wouldn't think you'd have a handshake like that by looking at you."

"Um, thank you?" Sarah awkwardly shuffled her feet, unsure of the etiquette in this strangely old-fashioned house.

"I think it's time for all of us to go and sit down for dinner, don't you think Tom dear?"

"Yes of course. I'm starving. Is the table set and ready Diane?" Tom walked into the kitchen without waiting for a response.

"Deborah please come to the table for dinner! We have a friend of Mommy's over so please be on your best behavior." Diane shot Sarah a look that she didn't understand, it looked like 'why-are-you-acting-so-weird-we-need-to-talk' before she walked into the kitchen after her husband. "Everything is all set. I just need to get dinner out of the oven dear."

After everyone sat down and was served Tom spoke up. "So what brings you into our little neck of the woods Sarah?"

Sarah coughed. "Oh, well it's just… I wanted to visit Diane cause I haven't seen her in so long."

Tom nodded. "So will you be staying long?"

"Oh well she's not sure honey. I know I want her to stay as long as she needs to. To catch up of course. You don't mind any do you sugar?" Diane's smile could have given someone diabetes.

Tom wasn't fazed as he took a bite of dinner and agreed. "So, where are you from Sarah?"

"I'm from Atlanta." Deborah looked at Sarah with big eyes. Sarah got the feeling that the child didn't ever see many strangers.

"Oh, are you married?" Tom motioned for Diane to give him another helping.

Sarah choked. "No, no. Not married. A little too young for that."

"A little too young? How old are you?" Tom paid attention to Sarah for the first time that evening since the handshake.

"Oh dear you know it's not polite to ask a woman her age." Even though Diane interjected it was obvious to Sarah that she was also curious.

"It's no trouble really. I just turned 18 this past March." Sarah smiled and Deborah's mouth was now hanging open. Sarah looked at her host and sees that was also confused. Diane did a better job of hiding her confusion. "Did I do something wrong?"

"Oh no Sarah it's just I can't believe that your parents let you travel all the way from Atlanta by yourself. Diane how could you let this, child, come here all on her own?"

Diane is fast on her feet and replied without blinking. "Well dear I knew she was coming so if she didn't make it I could just phone her folks and see if something was wrong."

Sarah knew that for some reason the ice she was standing on had become very still so she panicked. "Thank you for dinner. I think I'll just head to bed now. Could you please show me to my room Diane?"

Diane looked to her husband and smiled. "I'll only be a minute dear. Don't stop eating on my account." She led Sarah down the hall. As soon as they were out of sight Diane turned. "Is your name really Sarah Faraday and what are you actually doing here?"

Sarah squeaked. "Um, yes that is my real name and I don't know what I'm doing here! I'm just as confused as you are! I mean who doesn't know about cell phones? Why did you husband freak out when he knew I was only 18? Why did he assume I was married?! I know you want answers, but so do I!"

Diane let out her breath slowly. "Wow. You do exist. This is so cool! Do you really not know what's going on? Oh my goodness I guess that means I get to explain everything to you!" Sarah looked like a deer caught in headlights. "Well first things first my maiden name is Jones and this will be very important soon. I'm not sure how soon. You never did like giving away details to my family."

"Wait what? Back up a bit. Your family? What's going on? How do you know who I am? What are you supposed to be explaining to me? Why is your maiden name important?!"

Diane smiled and hugged Sarah. "Well let me first get you settled in. You look like your about to fall over." Diane led Sarah into the spare bedroom. "The bathroom is across the hall. I can talk to you while you freshen up."

Sarah got into the bathroom and started washing her face. "So please start from the beginning."

"Well you've been visiting my family for three generations. You first visited Alfred Jones and scared the living daylights out of my family. You were an old pro by then and the only reason there was trouble is because they didn't know how to react to a time traveler like yourself."

"I'm sorry but you must be mistaken. I'm not a time traveler. I'm just lost. I live in Atlanta and I came to visit my friend in Dacula and then we were forced by his mom to go and take some crap to the storage unit and then I end up in the middle of no where with you! While that is weird I didn't travel through time!"

Diane puts her hands on Sarah's shoulders. "Honey, this might scare you but you're in 1979."

DUN DUN DUN, actually you guys already knew this so this isn't a big shock. BUT IT IS TO SARAH. Tho, I like to think of her as a fun little family heirloom.

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