Looking to the timer in her hand her pulse quickened. “Only five seconds on this world?”

As the timer hit zero the vortex opened up and sucked her in again. Again she went through and exited landing in almost the exact same spot. “Why didn’t I burn up?” She wondered. Looking back at the timer she read the coordinates, it was the same world. She didn’t move on to a different world at all. It was the same world.

“I have two days before I slide again. I have two days to figure out how to make this blasted thing not burn me up and not loop around to the same damn world slide after slide.”

The pain in her shoulder increased. She had to take care of it. She took a look around. Off in the distance stood the Golden Gate Bridge. “I’m still in San Angeles, at least I’ll know where I am.” She headed into town.

She hadn’t been walking too long before a motor cycle came up. The man riding the bike had blue eyes and blonde hair. “Need a lift?”

Logan, still clutching her arm, looked over “Sure, just take me to the nearest hospital.”

“Hop on.”

Logan did as invited and they were off.

As they came into town, Logan looked around. Where did all of the cars come from? People weren’t riding skateboards or even walking around. Everyone had a car.

They came upon a hospital. “Here ya go.” The man said. “Be safe now.” He road off.

Logan stumbled into the Emergency Room of San Francisco General Hospital. She was met by a nurse who at one look at Logan got a wheelchair.

“Let’s get you taken care of.” She wheeled Logan to a bed and started an IV. Inspecting the wound she pulled a bottle out. “I won’t lie. This will hurt.”

Logan nodded.

The woman poured a blue substance out from the bottle into the wound.

Logan squirrmed and held onto the bed tight. “Ow!”

“Almost done.” The woman said. “There we go.”

Logan looked down to her shoulder, the wound was gone. The bullet was sitting on top of her shoulder.

“How does that feel?” The nurse asked.

Logan, still in shock, nodded slowly. “How did you do that?” She started to sit up. The bullet rolled down her yellow orange blouse and into her hand. She looked over the bullet in her hand. “Thanks.”

The nurse nodded. “You’re welcome. I’d like to keep you here for a few days just to make sure you’re all healed.”

Logan shook her head. “I don’t have time for that. I have to get going.” She started to get up but was knocked back down on the bed.

“You’re in no condition to go anywhere.” The nurse said as she laid Logan back down on the bed.

“What did you do to me?” Logan asked as she lost consciousness.

A doctor entered the room. “Everything okay here? I heard you had a gunshot victim.”

The nurse nodded. “Evtherything’s good now doctor. I used the new formula. Worked like a charm. She’s resting now.”

“Good, carry on.”

A day later, Logan woke up. Looking down at herself, she was dressed in a hospital gown. The IV had been removed. Sitting up in bed, she put her hands to her head. “Talk about a hangover.” She said.

Logan looked around the room. It wsa a typical hospital room. Nothing special. Standing up, she walked over to a drawer. Opening the drawer she found it to be empty.

The timer, where was the timer?

Opening another drawer she again found nothing. She moved to a closet and opened it. There were her clothes that she had arrived in. She checked the pockets frantically.

Pulling out the timer, she sighed. “Thought I lost you!” She said to the device. “Don’t do that again.” She looked to the time left, less than 20 hours.

She searched the rest of the pockets, her gun was missing. “Damn you!”

Logan put her own clothes on and made her way out of the hospital.

As she exited the hospital, Logan looked around. She obviously wasn’t home. Whatever Quinn had done to her timer made it so she went someplace else, that much was certain. Logan walked away from the hospital, she needed to find tools. Walking down the street she stopped at a street vendor. Pickingu p a newspaper, Logan read the headlines.

Thousands Die In Rockslide

War On Terror Escalating

President Clinton Exonorated

Logan flipped through the several pages. She had never seen a paper quite this large. “This world would have been perfect to grab resources from.” She said. “Maybe it still will be if I ever get back.”

As Logan walked around town she was amazed at how foolishly people were wasting resources. Sprinkling systems being left on during the day, cars being left idling while people were in stores. She came upon an electronic store and walked in.

After looking around a bit, Logan found the tools she needed to make modifications to the timer. Walking up to the counter she placed the items down on the counter.

The clerk looked at her. “Woah, I can’t have no bomb making purchases going through my store now honey.”

Logan rolled her eyes. “I’m not making a bomb you twit.” She replied.

The clerk looked at her. “Uh huh. Well whatever you’re doing with this stuff… whatever. That’ll be fifty three dollars and fourty two cents.”

Logan pulled out a small wallet and handed him the money.

“Right, have a nice day.”

“Thanks.” Logan said. “Hey, any good hotels in the area?”

The man nodded. “Yeah, just up the street. The Dominion.”

Logan smiled. “Thank you for your help.”

“If you need some company, don’t hesitate to ring me.” The clerk said handing Logan a card. “I’m always up late.”

“I bet you are.” She exited the shop putting the business card in a pocket.

The Dominion Hotel was empty. Almost like a ghost town. Logan walked up to the front desk and rang the bell. Leaning against the desk she looked around. A dull room with dull drapes. Dull. Dull. Dull.

“Ah a visitor. How may I help you?” A woman asked.

Logan turned around. “I’d like a room please. 1215 if you have it?”

The woman checked. “I’m sorry, that room is currently occupied. How about one of our suites instead?”

Logan nodded “Whatever fine.”

“Here you are, room 107.” She handed Logan a key. “Checkout time is noon tomorrow morning.”

Logan smiled. “Thank you.” Taking the key, she headed upstairs.

Room 107 was a good sized room. As soon as she enterd Logan set her bag from the elecronic shop down on a table in the entry way. Off to the left was a small kitchen, and off to the right was a bedroom. Complete with a king size bed. “This will do.” She said.

Sitting down at the table she started working on the timer. Pulling wires here, pushing in chips there. Soldering pieces together. It wasn’t the prettiest job but if it did what she needed it to do it wouldn’t be that bad.

Ten hours later her changes were complete. She could sleep for six hours and have plenty of time to slide… to wherever the device wanted to send her. At best she hoped she had figured out the burning things to a crisp part. Putting the device back together she flipped on the switch and looked at the time.

“Oh no.” Logan let out a gasp. The timer again read five seconds.

04

03

02

01

The timer beeped as the numbers cycled around to zero. “Time’s up.”

The vortex opened and sucked Logan into it. As she traveled through the orange interdimensional wormhole, she held her breath. In a second or two she would either know if she would survive or burn up on re-entry.

The vortex opened.

Logan was thrown back into the hotel room. She landed with a hard thud on the floor. The timer flew out of her hands and landed next to the wall.

“I’m alive?” Logan said in disbelief.

Standing up, she walked over to the timer and picked it up. It read forty-five minutes. Looking to the table, it was just as it had been.

“I didn’t move to a different world.” She said. “I really didn’t slide.”

Logan sat back down at the table and started to work on the device again. She wondered how many more slides she would be through before correcting the problem. Mallory had managed to mess her over good. “Dam kid.” She said.

There was a knock at the door.

Logan looked up from her work. Who could be bothering her now? She stood, walked over to the door and opened it.

“Mallory” Logan said as she saw who was on the other side of the door.

Quinn looked at her. “I’m sorry have we met?”

In his hand was a device. It wasn’t a timer, it was something else. She took a quick look at the screen. There were what appeard to be spacial coordinates on it. Was he tracking her?

He didn’t recognize her though. Possibly a double of the Quinn she had run into? Looking back to him she smiled. “No we haven’t. I’m Logan. What can I do for you?”

Quinn smiled. “Are you by chance using Sliding technology? There are some strange spikes coming from this room.”

Logan looked over her shoulder to the table. “Yes yes I sure am. Come in.”

She moved over to the table and handed him her device. “It keeps opening a portal to this same world and won’t let me go anywhere else. I don’t get it.” She said. “Could you maybe take a look?” She bit her lip flirting with him.

Quinn sat down and worked with Logan’s timer. She took the time to rub his shoulders.

A half hour passed. Quinn closed the back of the timer and handed it back to Logan. “That should do it.” He said. “Now if you’ll excuse me I have a slide to catch.”

“Thanks again.” Logan said as she showed Quinn the way out. “Stupid doubles.”

Her timer beeped, it was time to go. As the vortex opened that familiar orange color showed up. It was time to tell if his changes worked. She jumped into the vortex.

Logan exited the vortex. She was standing in the middle of a forrest. She had made it. But where was she? Was she home? Was she in the same place? She looked at the timer and checked how much time she had left on this world. A week and change. She had time to find out. The good news, she wasn’t dead.

“Please tell me we’re home!” Rembrandt yelled. “Just…” His voice trailed off as he caught a bridge in the distance.

“The Azure Bridge!” Wade said excited. “We are home!”

Quinn smiled, he had finally gotten his group home. Looking at the timer he put it in his pocket. “Finally.”

“What … what do we do?” Wade asked. She walked over to a park bench and sat down.

Quinn followed her and sat down next to her. “Wade, we’re home. We look up family.”

“Quinn!” A voice came from accross the park. “Wade! Remmy!”

The sliders looked up to see a man shouting at them. He ran over as fast as his legs would carry him. “Is it reall you?”

Quinn and Arturo looked at each other and sighed. “Conrad.”

As Conrad Bennish walked up to them he could only smile. “You came back again!”

Quinn smiled. “Yes we’re back.”

Rembrandt looked at the man, “Do I know you? What do you mean back… again?”

Conrad nodded. “Dude, don’t you remember the last time you came back? It was like three years ago man!”

Rembrandt looked at Quinn “We did what now?”

Quinn shrugged. “Conrad, we haven’t been home in five years. You’ve gotta be daydreaming man.”

Bennish stroked his beard. “I guess it could have been someone else… with the whole alternate dimensions. Well one thing I’m sure of, Arturo will go nuts when he sees you! Man remember how he didn’t believe anything you told him?”

Quinn nodded. “Yeah, I’m sure he was pretty ticked off over the whole thing.”

Bennish nodded “Shoot, worse than that man. He claimed that he invented sliding!”

Quinn sat back down on the bench as his jaw dropped. “That bastard.”

Bennish dropped his smile “I know dude. It’s something else for sure.”

Quinn stood up “He still working at the university?”

“I think so.”

Wade lookd to Quinn “Quinn, like you said let’s go meet up with family first. We can take care of the professor later.”

Quinn smiled “You’re right.” He kissed her on the cheek and said “I’ll catch up with you two later. I’ll be at my mom’s.”

Quinn headed towards home, Wade and Rembrandt went their ways as well leaving Conrad Bennish alone in the park.

Quinn knocked on the door to his house. The gate had squeeked like it was meant to. He couldn’t quite get why the squeek was necessary. Maybe it was something that was just meant to reassure him. Who knew.

As the door opened, his mother stood before him. “Yes?” She started “Quinn!” Mrs. Mallory hugged her son tight. “Oh Quinn! It’s been so long since I last saw you!”

He returned the hug just as tight. “Mom! It’s good to see you!”

“Oh Quinn, after you left that second time, I didn’t think I’d see you.”

Quinn nodded. “You’re the second person to have said something like that to me today.” He continued to hug her.

“Come in, I’ll explain it all to you.” She said as they went inside and sat down.

Mrs. Mallory explained the situation with the last group that had visted her home who called themselves Sliders.

“Oh brother.” Quinn said. “I go for an adventure, finally make it back and find out all hell has broken loose on my Earth.”

“Whatever the case I’m so happy you’re home.” Mrs. Mallory said.

Wade walked into her apartment. On the desk were letters upon letters, some opened some not. She read through a few of them. They were deals based on book deals and writings from her journal she was keeping about their adventures sliding.

She picked up a phone and called made a call. “Hey Sandra” there was a pause as she waited for the person on the other end to speak, they were shocked to be hearing from her. “Of course it’s me silly! Who else would it be?” She paused, “Wait what? Start that over, you have to tell me everything.” Wade said as she sat down.

Rembrandt Brown knocked on a door in an older part of town. Nothing fancy or really kept up. He wasn’t even sure if there would be a response, but it was a place to start.

“Who’s making all that noise?” A voice came from behind the door.

Rembrandt smiled. “Mama, it’s me! It’s Remmy!”

As the door opened an older woman with gray hair looked out. “Remmy? But you’ve been gone… for so long.”

His smile dropped. “I know mama. I’m home now. I’m home.”

“… and that my dear students is why the Earth goes around the Sun.” Professor Arturo finished his comments. “Class dismissed.”

As the room emptied, Max walked over to his desk and started packing up his briefcase. Arturo was interrupted as a familiar face entered the room. “Ah Mr. Bennish what can I do for you?”

Conrad walked up to his former teacher. “Have you heard man? They’re back.”

Max kept packing his things. “Who are they?”

Conrad smiled “Who do you think? The Sliders.”

Max dropped a paper. It fell to the floor. He looked to Conrad in shock. “What?” Could it be? They had come back for him? “Where are they?”

“Who? The Sliders?”

“Of course you blistering idiot! Who else would I be talking about?!”

Conrad laughed “Dude, you don’t have to get so excited over it. They went their ways man. Probably to catch up with family and stuff.”

Max thought it through. “Good, their timer hasn’t hit zero yet then. They have time.” He headed out the door leaving his briefcase behind.

As Max walked across the university campus, he couldn’t help but start running. He wondered why they didn’t track him down first. That really didn’t matter though, what mattered most was they were back.

Before long, Arturo was at the Mallory’s door. He knocked on it and waited.

The door opened, it was Mrs. Mallory. “Oh Professor … Arturo isn’t it?”

“Yes ma’am.” Arturo said “It’s good to see you again.”

She looked him up and down remembering the last time she had seen him. He and his double had fought on the front lawn before the Sliders had left for another world.

“Yes of course. What can I do for you?”

“Ah, what indeed.” Max said. “I heard that young Quinn was back. I wanted to welcome him home.”

Mrs. Mallory hesitated “Do you think that’s a good idea? I mean with all that happened three years ago…”

Max rubbed his hands together “Yes the um incident. Oh trust me Mrs. Mallory, time has given me the chance to think things through.”

“Please come in. I think Quinn is downstairs in the basement.”

Max entered the residence. “Thank you.” He headed downstairs.

Sure enough, Quinn was seated at a computer running through calculations.

Arturo walked up to Quinn “You came back for me!”

Quinn turned around “Professor.” He said. Quinn turned back around and continued working.

“After all this time, that’s the best you can do?” Max asked. “One would think you’d have more to say.”

Quinn stopped typing. “What do you want me to say Professor? That I’m happy you took credit for my work?”

Arturo sighed. “What? We’ve been through this. Three years ago, that was my double from this world!”

Quinn looked up “You’re making no sense. You’re the only one here.”

“I think there’s been a miscommunication Quinn.” Max went on to explain how he was switched with his double from this world and was left here when they slid. “Don’t you remember?”

Quinn shook his head. “Professor, I haven’t been here for five years. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Max paused as he attempted to put all of the pieces together in his head. “You aren’t the Quinn I know… this is in fact your Earth.” He sighed. “Dammit. Here I had thought you had come back for me. But in reality you have just come home to your own world.”

Quinn caught onto what the man was saying. “I’m sorry Professor, I’m not the Quinn you knew or traveled with. You’ve been stuck here for three years?”

Max nodded “Yes, and a great deal more I fear.”

Quinn looked to his timer on the desk. “I really don’t have need for this anymore. I’m home. You could use this to search for your home world.”

“I don’t even have the coordinates of my Earth Quinn. Bouncing from Earth to Earth just doesn’t sound enjoyable anymore.”

Quinn nodded. “I understand. It was only by chance that we happened to come back here. We were lucky.”

Max sighed “I will take my leave of you now. I have bothered you too much. Good day.”

Quinn showed Max to the door. He couldn’t imagine just settling down on a strange Earth that wasn’t his own. He hoped the Professor would be able to cope.

Max took a look at the Mallory house before heading back to the university. To have come so far and yet so short. He truly was going to spend the rest of his life there on a world that wasn’t his.

“Quinn, Wade, Rembrandt… wherever you are. I hope you had a hell of a ride.” Arturo said to the wind as it rushed through his hair.

Well that’s what I’m thinking at least.

We’ll see if it happens or not. Maybe Sliders should just be put to rest. I just can’t stop thinking of all the different possibilities that are out there. So many stories that have yet to be told.

Not too bad considering I’ve not seen them all. I’ve seen all of season 1, parts of season 2 and the first episode of season 4.

So I’ll be sure to be watching these. I hope eventually they’ll put all of the episodes on DVD, kinda like they did with Sliders. Actually they didn’t put season 5 on Sliders. I’m still waiting for that to come out.

Of course I could use NetFlix but well I don’t want to do that. Moslty I don’t want to pay monthly to just watch old tv shows. I’d rather buy DVDs.

So yep, I’m watching Viper now.

Love it!

The movies I got are:

• In Time
• Iron Man
• Iron Man 2

We’ll see how well I enjoy them. I’ve heard that Iron Man 2 isn’t a great movie and all of that, but well I wanted to see it anyway.

So yep, we’ll see how it all turns out.

But yes, I highly enjoyed the movie.

Wasn’t too bad of a day if I do say so myself.

So yep, another successful day in my book. Nothing too crazy happened and life is just good.

I of course don’t have the installation instructions anymore. Oops. I suppose I could Google for them again and make a copy or something. But well if my server ever crashes and I have to start all over again, yeah I’ll worry aobut it then. FOr now, not so much.

So here’s my current setup:

• MySQL
• PHP
• Perl
• ColdFusion 9

Yeah something like that. Not too bad if I do say so myself. Of course what else would I say about it? You know I wouldn’t ever say anything bad about my own server setup. Well unless I already have, if that’s the case. Oops. Disregard that blog post.

So yep, I think I’ll have some fun with all of that for sure.