So here's a little epilogue, of sorts for the story. The sequel's title will be 'A Touch of Silver' or something along that lines. I haven't completely decided. That should be up in a couple of weeks, at least the first chapter. Sorry it's taken so long, I've gotten a little distracted with the happenings of life, if that makes any sense at all.

I smiled at my sister as I picked up a crate from the trailer. Andrea stood staring at the little farmhouse I'd bought.

"What do you think?" I asked her.

"Well, its not your apartment."

"You know we can't go back. At least not yet, not by ourselves. I told you this, when I found you in that inn."

"I know, I just," she sighed, "I just really miss, well, everything."

"I'll bet Tommy knows we are stuck here. I'm sure he is finding a way to get us back safely, hopefully with less drop this time," I tried to joke, but Andrea didn't laugh, so I continued, "Brandon worries me though. I don't think he will waste anytime putting his plan into action. And if Tommy has to face this alone…"

"I know, we need to be there for him. Maybe it's us that need to find a way back."

"What are you talking about?"

"What if we need to use magic to get back?"

"We can't use magic."

"I didn't say we had to. I met a wizard on my way of finding you. He has powerful magic, I wonder if he could get us home." Angie had an excited light in her eyes.

"Well, if we were sure it worked…" I started.

"I don't think we can be sure of anything, but we can't just sit here and wait to be rescued."

"I suppose it's worth a try. Do you know the wizard's name?"

"Saruman."

I froze and turned to her, "What?"

"His name is Saruman." She told me, her voice completely calm. How did she not know who that was?

"We can't go to him."

"Why not?"

"He isn't good, Andrea. He only acts on accord of his selfish reasons," I placed my hands on her shoulders and stared intently at her eyes, "Please promise not to bring this manner to his attention."

She studied me for a moment, then nodded.

"I promise."

Relief filled me, and I gave her a hug, "And I promise to care for us and somehow get us home."

She hugged me back, then moved to the trailer and took a bag out. I followed her as she headed into the little house with the crate. At least if I have to be stuck here, I have my sister. Having just one piece of my family with me gave me hope that we can make it home. To help Tommy. I promised myself.

I've always hated waiting for something, and not knowing what will happen next. This situation is no different, but I had no choice but to tolerate it.

Tommy was uncomfortable in the plastic chair he'd been made to sit in. His hands, even though they were cuffed to the cold table, were folded in front of him. The ocean blue eyes he shared with his sister, Andrea, stared at the person across from him. There had been a lot of silence since they had taken him in, though he knew that was to be expected. They were waiting for leverage. The second he asked for water, food, anything, he knew that they would use it against him. So he had forced himself to stare steadily at the other man when they had sat down, which had continued until now. He knew he didn't have time for this, he had to get back to his work. The feeling that all was not right in the other dimension, where his two sisters were trapped, wouldn't leave him alone. He had to get back, and check on them. He just had to figure out how, which wasn't that much of a problem. No, he had thought of an escape plan hours ago. Why he was still seated so uncomfortably, is that he wanted to know which organization was after him.

It wasn't a part of the government, of that he was almost positive. Their method of bringing him in was too sloppy, even if they had pretended to be agents. It shouldn't take long to narrow down the possibilities of who they were working for, and what they wanted with his multi-dimensional traveling device.

When Brandon walked in, he wasn't really too surprised. Tommy watched as the other shooed the agent out of the room, and sat down in his spot. The two stared at each other for a while.

"You know why you're here." Brandon told him. Tommy nodded, oh yes he knew now.

"I assume you went to see Jemma." Tommy replied, his tone even.

"Yes, and I might have slipped her some information."

"About what?"

"About you. Your plans, just enough so that those wheels in her smart little head would begin to turn."

"If you told her about my other projects…"

"No. I was a little vague on those details. No doubt, though, she will demand answers, if she can get out of that world."

"You didn't close the connection? Do you realize how stupid that is?" Tommy demanded of the other, a slight panic running through his mind. If he had indeed closed the connection, then it would be that much harder to reopen it and get them back.

"Of course. It was taking up too much power, don't worry I'm sure they're fine. They've got the fellowship or whatever with them." Brandon told him, seeming to be bored of the topic, "But your sisters are of no concern at the moment, to anyone, because I want to show you what happens when you make mistakes."

Tommy stayed still as the other leaned over, a smile on his lips, and placed a tablet in front of him. His hands slowly unfolded, and Tommy turned on the pad.

"Hope you're comfy. Because the show is about to begin."

The sequel has been posted, well at least the first chapter, and is called "A Touch of Silver" if anyone wanted to know :)