Author's Notes – Hey! Sorry about not putting up chapter five last weekend, but hopefully this should make up for it. Two chapters, more or less at the same time.

OK. I left you at the part where Becca finds out that they were just about to dock in Chatham Dockyard, yes? OK…

Here we go!

Chapter Six – In Rochester

"Daniel, come on! You're taking ages, it's supposed to be the female who takes longest!" She called from the dock. "Or maybe he's not actually male. Would explain a lot…" She whispered to herself.

She was still giggling when Daniel appeared above her on the deck of The Delivery Boy.

"What are you giggling at? And do I have to come with you?" he whined.

"Yes. I'd rather have you as an escort than Giles. You're much more fun."

He half-smiled, and took her arm. "Well, milady, time for our little excursion, don't you think?"

Becca grinned. She knew that buttering him up would make him more acceptable to the trip. 'Heh heh heh.'

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As they walked through Rochester, Rebecca pointed out all the places of worth to the twenty-first century.

"This is the Vines. In about three hundred years, this is where every one is going to get drunk. Wow. It looks so different without everyone here. This is where we all used to come."

Walking along the High Street, or what would be the High Street in two hundred and fifty years, she pointed out the places that her and her friends went into.

"Rocket… Little Dorrit… Destiny's… the courthouse where my parents fought… the Castle… the Cathedral… oh. Oh no."

They had unknowing walked onto the bridge that Becca had thrown herself off. "I can't… I can't… Please, let's go back."

"No. Rebecca, what is bothering you?"

"My… my friends… my sister… my life… everything. Gone in an instant. I can never get it back. Everything… gone. I'm never going to be able to get home. My children will grow up here, never knowing about their mother's heritage. Never knowing about where she lived. Never knowing that she was really from the twentieth century.

"My life… gone… all gone…" Becca sank to her knees and cried.

"Gone in an instant of stupidity. Why didn't I think how much it would hurt to lose everything, to die?"

"What?" Daniel asked.

"I'm not from this time. I'm from three hundred years in the future. That's how I know so much about Rochester in three hundred years. I tried to kill myself, and jumped of this bridge. I- I lost everything in that one moment of foolishness. I would have died, but instead I woke up here. And it's only now I remember mum's stories about going into the past after a suicide attempt and meeting a pirate and marrying him. I should have remembered. I should have stopped myself.

"I should have waited 'til I could say goodbye to Matt. He would have talked me out of it. He would have kept me alive.

"Daniel, I've died in my world. There is now no one called Rebecca Sparrow in my world."

He stared at her for a while, then took her by the arm and led her back to The Boy. "Rebecca, you need to sleep. Time to go back to the ship."

"No. There's one more place I need to see."

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They walked for another five minutes, and finally got to a big house.

"In my time, this is an apartment block. My best friend Matt lives here." Mentioning Matt made her eyes tear up again, and she turned away.

"Trust me to get teared up. I thought about him and everyone else for the past . . . however long it's been, but only now is it really affecting me."

She looked up at the sky, and put her hand out. The snow was coating her hand, and freezing it.

"Come on. You're going to get icicles in your eyes."

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Later, in his cabin, Daniel sat and thought about everything he had been told that day.

'She's not from this time. We shouldn't have kidnapped her, but we need to get to Jack. That's the only way we could think of.

'One day, she will find her way home. And then, she will be able to get back to her friends, and get back to her life.'

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A/N – Awwwww! I really loved this chapter; it was so excellent to write.

It's only been one month since Sara went, and it's only now that the pain is starting to ease.

Here's a little note from Hannah and Chloe in my form.

Busted and their wives Hannah and Chloe rule the world!

Yes… Ok… back away slowly…

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Cheers, JB-LIRIMAER – The ONLY writer.