Author's Note: I think this is the soonest that I've ever come up with another chapter so you are most welcome my peoples! So apparently not all of my chapters have been in the same tense (this is a reoccurring problem of mine) so I fixed that and this popped this out since I was on here and I can't stop by without leaving a present for my readers!

Disclaimer: Must I say it?

Diane stopped tugging on Sarah's arm. "Excuse me!" She blinked a few times. "Who?" Her mouth hung open slightly in shock.

Sarah winced. "I know this must be weird but please believe me." When Diane didn't respond Sarah panicked. "You have to believe me! I'm from the year 2015 and I have to find my friend and if I have any spare time I have to look for a child who got lost on the same night I did this last time."

Diane had finally regrouped and threw her arms around Sarah for a bone crushing hug. "Wow I can't believe it's really you! You're just as pretty as I imagined! Oh wow you've even got a mission to complete and everything! I can't believe I get to help you save the day! Oh golly this is exciting!"

Sarah laughed and returned the hug. "Wow you mellow out when you get older. I can't…"

"Oh my stars you've met me before! Tell me everything! How old was I? Did I have a kid? Is that who Deborah is? Is my husband hot? Is it Jeremy Roberts? He's my boyfriend you know."

"I don't think I should tell you anything and risk messing up the timeline… Granted I do have to tell James about the Weeping Angels so I guess it wouldn't hurt." Sarah sits down on the curb and pulls on Diane to make her follow. "Well I met you right after me and my friend James were sent back in time. I saw your house and a little girl playing in the backyard…"

"Diane! Come inside right this instant! Oh, and tell your friend that I don't want to see her face around my house again!" Diane's mother had stormed outside of the house wondering why her daughter hadn't come home from school yet and was not pleased to see who the hold up was."

"Mother this is Sarah Faraday! You can't kick her out! She is an important part of our family history and she has had to deal with a lot in the past 24 hour! Time jumping is tiring and disorienting." Diane puts a comforting arm around Sarah. "Oh and it's Monday August 11th, 1969. We are currently in Atlanta, Georgia. I figured you should have as good a grasp on your time-space position as possible."

Diane's mother hurmphed. "I will allow her to come inside at least until your father gets home. After that is will be up to him to decide what to do with her." She sniffed and stomped back into the house.

"Damn, this is familiar; I really hope this doesn't happen at everyplace I bop back to." Sarah thought to herself as Diane dragged her into the house.

"You're going to need a change of clothes." Sarah almost giggled; Diane is herself, through and through. "Here try this on. It's big on me so it should fit you."

"It's probably sad that I would actually wear this if I was back home." She straightened her face and took the clothes. "Thank you Diane." She quickly changed into the crop top and jeans, keeping her head back with a headband held hippie style. "So do you think that your dad will hate me as much as your mom does?"

"No no no, of course not! My mom didn't grow up hearing about you. He's going to be thrilled to see you!"

Sarah sheepishly looked at her friend. "I kinda sorta already talked to him already…"

I'm a little sad that no one else had commented, but I guess I'll just have to be happy with one. I can do that *awkward/creepy smile* See? Watch me be grateful.

Seriously though I would like to know if you guys are as excited as me about this fanfiction and comments or sending me PMs is a good way for me to judge that.

Next chapter: Party Time: I wonder which big party Sarah will be attending?