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Chapter 6: Family Reunion

I finally woke up at god knows what time, as soon as I got my eyes opened I held my head, for it was throbbing in pain. I let out a groan as I was able to turn and look at my side, there was a woman who was sitting on the bed next to me. Too tired to even focus I assumed it was my mom, for it looked like her silhouette. Darkness flooded the room which meant it was some time in the evening I assumed, but I wasn't sure exactly.

"Mom?" I muttered, my eyes half closed from pain and tiredness. "Mom is that you?" I asked once more, trying to sit up at least a little, but to my avail I simply couldn't for it hurt too much.

"There there now. Just relax." She soothed, placing a wet washcloth on my forehead, dabbing it slightly which we made my breathing heavy for some reason.

"You've been asleep for almost 9 hours now." She said, I couldn't help but go into deep thought at this. 9 hours, that's a long time. How much time had I lost? I had arrived at 9:30 a.m. Quickly doing the math in my head it was either 6 or 7 o' clock in the evening, the thinking made my head hurt and I groaned softly in pain.

"I had a horrible nightmare..." I told her, remembering the previous events. "I dreamed I, went back in time...it was horrible." I explained trying to get my thoughts off the pain I was enduring, the cloth came away from my forehead as I took another deep breath. She paused a moment before answering me, now sitting back a bit in her spot.

"Well, you're safe and now, back in good ol' 1980." She told me, at this my eyes snapped open, it wasn't a dream!

"1980!" I repeated in a shocked shout, with this I quickly sat straight up as the person turned on the lights. Well, I was right, it was my mom...but she was young! I jumped back and let out a yelp, then looked down and noticed I had no shirt, only my bra. I yelped again and covered up quickly with the blankets to save the last of my dignity. I looked back at my younger mom and went into shock, my eyes widened and my body stiffened.

"You're my mo-...you're my mo-" I just couldn't find the words to speak, just looking at my mom made me confused, nervous, and a bit freaked out. I mean, she was pretty, which meant you could barely even tell it was my mom.

"My name is Lorraine, Lorraine Banes." She introduced, slipping her sweater off, this didn't make me any more comfortable.

"Yeah... but you're so pr-...you're so p...uh...thin." Was the only word that could come out instead of the word I was actually thinking of, which I wasn't sure of about that either.

"Just relax now Victoria, you got a big bruise on your head and a nasty cut on your stomach." She told me, I felt my head once more, ignoring the fact she called me Victoria. I then took off the blanket to look at my stomach privately to see what she was talking about. There indeed was a pretty bad cut on my stomach, where it came from I wasn't entirely sure. I covered myself back up and looked to Lorraine questionably, trying to find my words or any answers through this whole thing.

"Where's my shirt?" Was all I was able to ask and it wasn't in a nice way either really, she gestured her head behind me but I didn't look back.

"Over there, on my dresser. I've never seen a purple bra before Victoria." She commented, this made me realize what she was calling me.

"Victoria..." I breathed, then looked back at her. "Why do you keep calling me Victoria?" I asked her, she leaned forward slightly.

"That is your name isn't it? Victoria Secret? It's written all over your bra." She told me, trying to take the blanket away to show me, I just exclaimed uncomfortably and scooted back, away from her. She sat back down in her spot and looked at me, knowing I was slightly nervous.

"Oh, I guess they call you Tori huh?" She asked, I rubbed my forehead with one hand and held the blanket with the other before looking back at her.

"Actually...people uh...people call me Marlie." I told her, she seemed a bit surprised at my real name and got up from her seat, then took her place next to him, as if we were best buds.

"Oh, pleased to meet you Marlie." She said, looking at me with a happy smile, this made me uneasy.

"Oh, you mind if I sit here?" She asked a bit peppy, I looked at her with a 'wtf' expression but nodded scooting a bit away.

"Uh fine, no, good, fine..." I stumbled over my words, she reached her hand up to touch the bruise on my head while saying. "Ya know that's a, big bruise you have there." After she said that I fell off the bed trying to scoot away too much.

"Ah!" I shouted as I collided with the floor, she put her hands over her mouth, worried I might be hurt.

"Lorraine, are you up there?" A voice called, Lorraine, looked to the door a bit worried.

"It's my mother." She said nervously getting off the bed and rushing over to something. I was able to stand back up, desperately trying to cover myself with the blanket.

"Here," Lorraine started. "Put your shirt back on." She told me, and as soon as she had my shirt collided with my face.

Once I put my shirt back on and fixed my hair, re-doing my ponytail, I followed Lorraine downstairs into a brightly lit living room/kitchen. There I saw a woman setting the table, I recognized her as a younger version of my grandma Stella. She looked to me and shined a smile, I smiled nervously and waved slightly as a reaction. Just then, I spotted a man trying to fix a TV, I recognized him as my Grandpa Sam.

"Sam." She called to him trying to get his attention, he grunted as a reply so she simply continued talking. "Here's the young lady you hit with your car out there. She's alright thank God." She added, I couldn't help but let out a small smile at this as I looked around. The house was small, yet cozy, and there were some old things I wasn't familiar with.

"What were you doing in the middle of the street, a kid your age?" He asked me, a bit sternly with no hint of concern. I rolled my eyes slightly, a sigh slipping out. Stella turned to me waving a hand at Sam.

"Oh don't pay attention to him, he's in one of his moods." She told me, placing the last of the food on the table. Just then, I saw kids seated at the table along with Lorraine, they must of been my Aunts and Uncles, I had almost forgotten how many I had.

"Sam quit fiddling with that thing and come to dinner!" Stella ordered to Sam, who seemed to be trying to get the TV working.

"Pretty soon we'll have to throw this damn thing out Stella." He replied to her, I bit my lip but suddenly blurted out.

"I could help." Sam looked up from the tv and raised an eyebrow. "What does a kid like you know?" He asked making Stella scoff, I raised an eyebrow and walked over to him and the television set.

"More than you think." I told him, bending down in front of the back side of the TV. Doc had had many jobs that had to do with fixing old televisions, pretty soon he taught me the basics of it as well. I quickly fiddled around with the wires at Sam watched me intently and curiously. Finally, the picture on it appeared and the sound came out of the speakers once more, Sam seemed slightly shocked at this as I dusted off my hands and stood back on my feet.

"Now lets see," Stella started walking over to the table. "You already know Lorraine, this is Milton, this is Sally, that's Toby, and over there in the playpen is little baby Joey." She said, placing a hand on each kid's head as she introduced them, then at the end she pointed behind me and I turned around to see a cute little baby in a crib. I laughed a bit, it was my uncle Joey. I walked over to the crib and bent down, eyeing the baby.

"So you're my uncle Joey," I started quietly as he had his grip over one of the bars. "Better get used to these bars kid." I added on with a smirk and a chuckle, and with that I stood up and turned over to Stella, who came over to admire Joey.

"Oh yes, Joey just loves being in his playpen." She told me or the baby in a baby-ish talk, which made me chuckle. She turned to me with a smile heading back to the table.

"He cries whenever we take him out so we just leave him in there all the time." She told me adjusting the food on the table, I hesitantly followed her slowly, again looking around the house.

"Well Marlie, I hope you like meatloaf." Stella told me, I stuffed my hands in my pockets and shrugged.

"As long as my mom doesn't make it." I replied with, a slight chuckle in my throat, she chuckled a bit at this as well and took her seat. But that made me think, I really couldn't stay here, I had to get home, fast.

"But, uh, ya know I...I really shouldn-" But before I could say anything else, I felt something grab my arm and pull me down, seated in a chair.

"Sit here Marlie!" A voice said to me, I looked over to Lorraine who was the source of the voice, half getting over my shock. She smiled and hugged my briefly, I stiffened and my expression twisted in nervousness, did she want to be like, best friends or something? Stella looked over to the still baffled Sam and called to him aggravated.

"Sam quite it with that old thing already and come to dinner!" She ordered him, he finally shook back into focus and brought the TV in front of the table, chuckling slightly at the fact it was actually working. He then took his seat and started at his dinner.

"We've had this Tv for a couple of years now, though it's getting old...we may have to buy a second one..." Lorraine told me, looking over at me as I ate the food slowly. Don't get me wrong, it was actually really good, but too many things were going on for me to have any appetite.

"Do you have a TV?" She asked me, I looked up from my food I had barely touched and nodded, glancing at the other family members around the table.

"Yeah well we got like...four..." I said, fading a bit at the end of my sentence now feeling a touch of awkwardness.

"Wow, you must be rich!" Milton stated, impressed, obviously people didn't have four televisions, but it was true. We did, one for each room.

"Oh honey she's teasing, no body has four television sets." Stella told him, which made me realize that I probably shouldn't have said that, I took in a deep breath and forced myself to take another bite of food, I was gonna need the energy. I glanced up nervously to see Stella looking me over slightly, I stiffened at this and shrunk in my chair.

"You know Marlie, you look so familiar, do I know your mother?" She asked me, I opened my mouth to speak, but not before giving a side glance to Lorraine.

"Uh...yeah I think maybe ya do." Was my brilliant response, Stella rested her head with her hand on the table and did a 'tsk' before replying.

"Well then I should give her a call, I don't want her to worry about you." She said, but I quickly sat up straight and blurted out.

"You can't!" She froze at this, giving a confused expression, I bit my lip and thought of something to say that would save my ass.

"I mean...no-body's home." I added, her expression seemed to return to normal at this. "Oh.." She exclaimed, I nodded then added on for good measure. "Yet..." She nodded at this and let out another oh. I tried to get comfortable in my seat once more and stuck my hands in my pockets, feeling the paper from the phone book. I had almost forgotten! I quickly slipped the paper out of my pocket and observed it briefly before looking back up.

"Uh...do any of you happen to know where Riverside Drive is?" I asked, I needed to get to Doc's house, pronto.

"Yeah it's uh, the other end of town, block past maple." Sam replied, too engrossed in the TV to even look at me while speaking.

"A block past maple thats...George Bush drive." I said, mainly to myself, but all had heard. This time Sam actually looked at me, as of the rest of the family.

"Who the hell is George Bush?" He asked me, then a though occurred to me, George Bush wasn't president until around...89ish...I think, so they had no idea he was the 40th president...or was it 41st? Damn history class. To break the now strange and awkward silence, Lorraine cleared her throat.

"Um, mom, since Marlie's parents are outta town, don't you think she ought ta spend the night? I mean after all, dad almost killed her with the car." She explained and Stella nodded, it took me however a few seconds to realize I was shaking my head slowly.

"That's true Marlie," Stella started, making me let out a mental groan, yet I looked to her as if I was honestly listening. "I think you 'should' spend the night, I think you're our responsibility." She told me, though my thought was 'hell no!' I had had enough of this family reuinion.

"Well gee...I don't-" But I was cut off by Lorraine.

"And she can sleep in my room." She said putting an arm around me almost as in a hug, my eyes widened and I quickly sprung to my feet from my chair.

"I gotta go!" I said quickly, and somewhat loudly. My eyes darted around before I composed myself and tried to act calm once more.

"I gotta go..." I said still pretty quickly and nervously. "Thanks very much, it was wonderful, you were all great. See you all later," I stated, then muttered under my breath. "Much later..." Maybe I said that to cheer myself up, and with that I rushed out of the front door and ran down the streets, wishing and longing for my skateboard. I unfolded the paper once more and took a great long look at it, I really hoped he'd be able to help me. After a few minutes of walking I spotted the mailbox that said 1640, and I was pretty sure I was on Riverside drive. I looked up only to see a giant mansion placed on top of a long stretched drive way. My eyes widened slightly, it was Doc's mansion. He told me it had burned down years ago, but now here it was, huge and in one piece. I took in a deep breath and started my trek up the drive way. I caught my breath when I stopped in front of the door and knocked gently. I prayed he was answer. I needed him, he was my only hope.

Well, there ya go! I'll have the next chapter posted as soon as I can ^^. Sorry for any mistakes. But please Read and review =) And just in case you're confused, I'm making it so Lorraine wants to be best friends with Marlie, cause she thinks she's cool. Since Marlie's not a guy I can't really have Lorraine fall in love =/ that would just be...awkward...very awkward. Anyways PEACE XD