Jayne's POV
"Well, where do you wanna go?" The Doctor asked Lauren as he fiddled with the switches.
"California, Screen Gems TV Studio, 1966," She said seriously.
"Really? 1966?" I asked, I thought that was absurd, "What's so special about 1966?" I asked.
"Well, the Monkees for one! And second of all, they are awesome!" She looked at me, and smiled, "Have you ever seen them?" She asked.
"No! Who's ever want to see them, their old, and hairy!" I frowned.
"Not then they weren't!" She sighed, and asked if there was a TV set around here. I nodded, and showed her to the Television room.
"Any retro tapes, or LP's around here?" She looked at a box of tapes, and pulled out the one that said 1964-1970. I frowned as she put one in the player.
"HEY HEY WE'RE THE MONKEES, AND PEOPLE SAY WE MONKEY AROUND!" The TV screamed. My eyes widened, as I saw Micky Dolenz act like me on a daily basis. He pretended to turn into a werewolf, and on another screen he did a really bad impression of Fred Astaire doing an impression of James Cagney. I was bound to be his best friend.
"GIRLS! WE'RE HERE!" The doctor called. Lauren tried to run out there, but tripped right in front of the Doctor. He helped her up, and we stepped out into the warm sunshine.
"ACTION!" A man yelled.
"Rob Rafelson!" Laura said with wide eyes, she rubbed her hands together in anticipation.
"DID SOMEONE SAY MY NAME?" He asked after Peter messed up his lines again.
"Um, I did sir," She cleared her throat, and smiled.
"I won't make you an actress! I wish you kids would just give up!" He turned back to the 5 boys on the beach, and was about to yell action when Mike passed out, and collapsed. 4 or 5 people ran up, and carried him over to the couch in the living room set.
"MIKE?" The other 4 boys yelled.
"Hey, why didn't you tell me there were 5?" I asked.
"Cause there isn't," She said looking at the green-eyed, black-haired man. He sat next to Peter, Davy, and Micky on the table in front of the couch. He kept his hand casually on Mike's arm. Mike was getting paler, and paler.
"Alright people! Let's get goin!" Rob said ushering the boys to their dressing rooms.
"We should probably stay the night," The Doctor said looking at his watch. We hid behind some sets until the last crew members left. They left Mike on the couch cause they couldn't arouse him. We crept over to the set, and looked around.
"Aren't you afraid that he'll wake up, and call security?" I asked.
"Nah! He's probably zonked out right now." The Doctor said with a nod.
"He looked like he was having the life sucked out of him!" Laura yelled.
"NO SHHH!" The doctor yelled too late.
"Who're you?" Mike asked from the couch. He slowly sat up, and yawned, "What happened?"
"It's gonna be a long night!" The Doctor facepalmed, and moaned. We explained that he had collapsed, and that we weren't about to rob anyone. He nodded, and asked who we were then.
"We are Jayne, Laura, Doctor," The doctor nodded to each of us in turn.
"Mike Nesmith," He said, "So you think Pete's an alien?" He asked after we explained why we were there.
"That's what we think, does Peter have any reason to dislike you in any way at all?" I asked.
"No, me at Pete, we're friends. The only reason he'd be mad at me is that I made him pick up the tab on lunch!" He said, "But I paid him back afterwards."
"Mike? Are you up yet, we wanted to come see if you were alright!" We heard.
"Hey fellas, come on, we're in the living-room set," Mike called them over, and introduced them to us, and us to them.
"Hi, I'm Jayne, and I'm your new best friend!" She said putting her arm over Micky's shoulders.
"I'm Micky, and I'll let you, you seem groovy!" He said smiling.
"Micky Dolenz called me groovy!"