Disconnected

by Invisia

Chloe was supposed to die of cancer in 1961. Luke was supposed to have committed suicide in 2004. Melodie was supposed to be murdered in 1996. Caius was supposed to have died of a volcanic eruption in 79AD. Peppa was supposed to die of poisoning in 2018. Edmund was supposed to be hanged in 1752. Instead, they are called to arms... as the biggest and greatest TimeRiders yet!

4. Chapter 4

A/N: TimeRiders doesn't belong to me.

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CHAPTER FOUR

Scottish Highlands, 1961

Chloe closed her eyes. The small cottage she had grown up in was strangely hurtful... the nineteen-year-old was unsure if she could stand it. Her brother had gone down to the town, to get the doctor... and hadn't come back. But she was dying; she'd been sick for years now. It was something incurable... but she still wished for life.

Unable to stay in the place any longer, she pulled a shawl around her and left the house. Over the next hill was a lake; she staggered over there and lay on the floor, exhausted. One hand trailed in the water limply; she watched the ripples spread, smiling sadly. She and her brother, as children, had used to swim in here... it had been their place.

It was a fine place to spend her last hours.

A song her mother used to sing to her came to her head. A song her mother had written herself... it took Chloe a while to recollect all the words. When they were all there, she opened her mouth and let her weak voice sing.

"While good lad and good lass play

On the rabbit-strewn hills

On near town's bay

The adults work and wash

Happy sounds and sights in mind

Water in the pond goes splish-splash-splosh

On this summer's day

But when winter comes

The good water freezes

We live off filth and crumbs

No matter how long summer lasts

Winter is always there to fall

All those happy shouts and laughs

We remember them all

On that winter's day

O, whoever can hear me

Pray my end shall be sweet

Let me see all the sights I should like to see

Let me be happy a while

Let my summer last forever

Then I shall greet winter with a smile

On that day... o so far away..."

"Chloe McKinnon?" asked a voice; Chloe turned her head to see a man watching her. "Chloe McKinnon... do you wish to live?"

"I should say so," Chloe said with a snort.

"Then take my hand," the man offered, extending it to her.

"How does taking your hand save my-"

"Just take it, and I'll explain later."

Chloe sighed and rolled her eyes. "I've got to be crazy to be trusting someone I don't even know... O Lord, here I go!"

She falt his hand close around hers; then the sensation of falling... and then nothing.