Trixie was brushing her hair with Iris as her comb. Both girls were tired from the day that they had.

Trixie asked her fairy, "How does Timmy do it every day, Iris?"

Iris yawned and answered, "Not sure but one thing is for sure. I hope you don't have any weird dreams tonight."

Trixie also yawned and told her godmother, "Join the club."

Trixie collapsed on her bed and fell asleep. Iris smiled at the sight and poofed back to normal. She used her fairy magic to tuck the young girl into bed before turning into her cat form and hitting the sack herself. Trixie was asleep for at least four hours before the dreams started again. This time, this time was different. She wasn't anywhere. She just saw random pictures flying by her.

Trixie asked, freaked, "W…where am I?"

Just then, a voice answered, "We're in the time stream."

Trixie turned, saw Timmy, and breathed, "Timmy!" But, there was something different about him. He still had his bucked teeth and the pink hat she knew him for but his outfit was totally different. He was wearing a green dress shirt, blue jeans, and black shoes. And more importantly, he seemed older. Trixie asked, "How did you know that we were in the time stream?"

Older Timmy answered, "Because Doc told me that this is where I would be going after Foop threatened Poof…again."

Trixie shot Older Timmy a look and asked a critical question, "How are old are you?"

This time, Older Timmy shot Trixie a look as he answered, "Trixie, I'm fifteen." Trixie gasped and before she could say another word, someone grabbed their legs. Older Timmy told her, "Hang on."

At those words, Older Timmy and Trixie were pulled into a train of some sort. As Trixie heard Doc's voice saying, "Hang on, you two" she woke up with a start. Trixie looked down and this time, she didn't wake Iris. Trixie sighed out of relief as she snuck off to the bathroom. She got some cold water and splashed her face to try and snap herself back to reality. 'Why does this keep happening? Why do all of my dreams lately star Timmy...and Doc,' Trixie wondered. Meanwhile, in Timmy's house, someone was shaking Timmy.

The voice whispered, "Timmy, wake up."

Timmy murmured, still half asleep, "Five more minutes, Wanda."

The voice whispered, "It's not Wanda, Timmy. It's Doc."

Timmy's eyes bugged open as he quickly got up. Sure enough, his great uncle was standing over him. Timmy was about to ask what he was doing here, but the scientist cut him off.

Doc whispered, "I know you're wondering what I'm doing here, Timmy. However, this isn't the time…or the place for it."

Timmy whispered, freaked, "What do you mean?"

Doc whispered, "You have to come back with me."

Timmy whispered, with a feeling that he knew where this was going, "Where?"

Doc smirked and whispered, "Back to the past!"

Timmy looked into his fishbowl and saw that none of his fairies were there.

Timmy breathed a silent sigh of relief and whispered, "Okay, just give me a few minutes to change."

Doc nodded and whispered, "I'll be waiting outside for you."

With that, the wild haired scientist snuck out the back way of the house.

Timmy whispered, "Good thing I gave him a key to the house."

The ten year old boy quickly got dressed and tip toed out of his house. He closed the door quietly and ran over to his great uncle.

Timmy asked, "Where are Marty and Annie?"

Doc answered, "In 1990, waiting for us. They need our help."

Timmy nodded, understanding. The two got into the De Lorean and three sonic booms took them off into time.

AK1028: Dun, dun, dun. The scene is set for the next chapter that will start the chaos: 'The Legacy Lives On'. Please read and review! And always think outside of the box!