Miss Eileen

Miss Ella

Miss Roxanna

Ella`s Story
My Love From The Future
Book Four

Table Of Contents
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Jenna

"What the hell is this?" Ella asks, looking around trying to figure out where she is.

"I don't know. We're in spirit mode. I have a bad feeling about this." Helana says.

"Ok. Let me work on this. We're under a bridge somewhere. It's cold. Let me go over here where I can see. I see a street light and some cars driving by. How did we get here, Helana. Where are our sisters? This feels like night school but its different."

"I'm afraid something bad has happened. This isn't normal. We're not asleep, but we're out of body." Helana says.

"Really? Oh shit! Are we dead?" Ella asks.

"No. I don't think so, but for some reason our bodies are unconscious, not asleep, but like in a coma or something." Helana says.

Ella looks at Helana like she's seen a ghost. "Oh my god! We could be dying then. Is this one of those near death experiences. Aren't we supposed to see Jesus and our dead relatives? What the hell are we doing under a bridge. We're stuck here. I tried to climb out but something is blocking me. I can't leave this place."

"What's the last thing you remember?" Helana asks.

"We went to school, went home, went to a dinner meeting with the Commander, and then went home." Ella says. "What do you remember?"

"Same here. That's all I remember. So we weren't hit by a car or something. Maybe we were poisoned?" Helana says.

"See if you can get out of here." Ella says. "If we're dying I don't want to be stuck here under a bridge for a million years."

"I'm trying, but like you said, when I try to crawl up something is blocking me. Lets look around. I think we're on a mission. Someone or something has put us here for a reason. That's the only thing I can think of." Helana says.

"Great!" Ella says. "We're dying and some ass hole wants us to do some work. This sucks." Ella says.

"Over here!" Helana says. "Someone is coming. Someone is here."

"Ok. I'm coming. Oh shit! Do you feel that?" Ella says.

"Yes. Pain!" Helana says, doubling over, unable to stand. "Shit, Anxiety. Panic, my heart is about to jump out of my chest. Everything hurts, even my bones hurt. It's horrible. I'm freezing and sweating at the same time." Helana says. "There she is. Some girl. We must be empathically picking up what she's is feeling."

"Oh God! I know her. That's Jenna. Jenna of Jenna and Janice, those goth girls that you scared away. They haven't been in school this year. I thought they must have graduated or something." Ella says.

"What's she doing? She's got like a glob of black goo in a spoon." Helana asks.

"Don't you remember this from health class. That's heroin. Looks like black tar heroin. And that's a LOT and she's doing it all. Oh My God. That's a lethal dose. She's trying to kill herself!" Ella says.

"I've tried to contact the sisters, but it isn't working. We're blocked there too. What are we supposed to do, just lay here and watch her die. What kind of idiot sent us here? If she dies are we dead too?" Helana asks.

"She's having trouble finding a vein. She must have been doing this stuff for awhile. Oh, there she goes. She pushed in the whole syringe full." Ella says.

"Ohhhhh! The pain is going away. She's found a place of bliss, like floating in liquid love. Her anxiety and panic has gone away too. It must be the effect of the drug. I see why she likes it. This is dangerous. I like it too." Helana says.

"Stop that! Look. She's still breathing, but it's getting slower and slower. When I find out who sent us here I'm going to hit them right in the face? Are we being punished? I can't just stand here and watch her die and not do anything about it." Ella says.

"What are you bitches doing here?" Ella and Helana turn around to see Jenna standing behind them. "Are you the Angels of death here to carry my pitiful spirit to hell?"

"Jenna! What the hell are you doing? Are you trying to die?" Ella asks.

"Look at that piece of shit laying there." Jenna says. "Look at the sores all over my face, on my arms, up and down my legs. That comes from the meth. Look at the track marks on my arms and legs. Look at the big bloody abscess on the back of my hand, and the scars from the old ones."

"Would you want to live in that fucked up body? My guts are rotten from PID so I was going to die anyway. I've lost everything, and now I've lost my life. Not that you bitches care. Nobody fucking cares. I had to fuck 3 guys to get that last ball. I'm ready to go to hell, it's got to be better than this place."

"Oh my God, Jenna. I'm so sorry." Ella says with tears in her eyes. "I didn't know, I don't know anything about all this shit. I don't even know why we're here. Maybe you won't die. Maybe your tolerance is too high to die. When we all wake up I'll find you, and help you. I know we didn't like each other in middle school, but that can change. Please do everything you can to stay alive. It doesn't have to end like this."

"Ha! So now you're crying for me. Too late for all that shit now. I can usually only score a half gram. I just did three and a half grams. There's no coming back from that. Follow me to hell. We can be friends there. Fucking stupid bitch. Are you just here to begin the torment? Are we here under this bridge forever, like our own private little hell?"

"Someone's coming." Helana says. "A guy and a girl."

"It's Janice. It's your sister Janice." Ella says.

"She's not my sister. Not any more. That bitch can die too." Jenna says.

"Janice has a syringe. Is she going to kill herself too?" Helana asks.

"She's got a vial. That isn't heroin. I think that's Narcan." Ella says.

"No fucking way! She's going to hit me up with narcan?! What a bitch. If I wake up I'm going to kill that bitch." Jenna says.

"She's putting in vial after vial and that guy is pushing on her chest. I think they might save her." Helana says.

Listeria

Ella opens her eyes. The room is full, her whole family is there. Helana is in a bed next to her.

"Where the fuck am I? What happened?" Ella asks.

Alisha Patel answers. "You're in the hospital Honey. The doctors said it was listeria. It came on so fast. It must have been in the restaurant food. You were so sick the next morning and we took you to the hospital, but you both went into a coma. It's been three days. We thought we lost you, both of you. You had to be revived more than once. We've hardly slept, we've been praying in shifts."

"I was revived? I died didn't I? Is that why I feel like I've been beaten up? Helana! Oh my God is Helana OK?" Ella asks.

"She woke up a few hours ago. She's sleeping now." Alisha answers.

"I've been crying solid for 3 days now." Roxana says. "I wouldn't have survived if you guys died. It's almost thanksgiving. I'll be saying prayers of thanksgiving all day long."

"Me too. I cried myself sick. My Dad too. He hasn't slept in days, he was here holding your hands. He's konked out now though." Eileen says. "But I knew you couldn't die. Helana's prophecy said so."

"Nurse. Can I ask a question?" Ella asks.

"Sure sweetie." the nurse says.

"Was there an overdose victim brought in? Her name is Jenna. Is she here?"

"Well, yes. She's here. How did you know that? She was brought in last night." The nurse asks.

"Don't worry about how I know. I need to go see her."

"You should rest. It's too soon to be walking around. Your legs may be too weak to carry you." the nurse says.

"Put me in that wheel chair then and take me to her room. Or I'm going to walk." Ella says.

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"We better just do it. When she gets this way there's no saying no. I'll go with her." Alisha says.

Janice

"What happened to you guys? You were so tight at school." Ella asks Janice.

"Why do you want to know? You're not our friend." Janice says.

"No. I wasn't your friend. I really didn't like you guys at all. But that's different now. I saw what happened under the bridge. I want to help. I don't want her to die." Ella says.

"You saw? How?" Janice asks.

"I saw it in a dream. Don't worry about how. Jenna needs help, a lot of help. I want to help." Ella says.

"So you really are a witch?" Janice asks.

"Oh, I'm way more than a witch. So be careful. Can I talk to her?" Ella says.

"No. She's asleep. Talk to me. Why all this concern all the sudden. You don't even know her."

"You probably won't believe this, but I don't care." Ella says. "Back then, in middle school. I should have cared, but instead I hated you. I think I'm being punished for that. I was in a coma for the last three days but I wasn't in my body. When she overdosed I was there. When she was dying I talked to her, and I saw what you did, with the narcan."

"I felt her pain. I saw her anger. I saw her battered body with all the sores and track marks. She was ready to go to hell. I understand why she wanted to die. Then you saved her. I saw that too. I saw what you and that guy did. She said she's going to beat you up for saving her. What the hell happened to her? How did it get so bad?"

Jenna stares at Ella like she doesn't know who she is. Then she says "God must have a strange sense of humor. I prayed for Angels, and I got you. Oh well, I guess I believe you, you couldn't know all this if you weren't there. That guy is my pastor. I'm a Christian now, but Jenna couldn't go there. She says she hates God for giving her a messed up life. She was living with her father. Her mother ran off years ago."

"She's suffered years of abuse since she was little. Her dad passed away from an overdose last year. He had been abusing her for years. She was happy he died, but she was all alone. She found friends in a trap house, where they do drugs day and night."

"She started doing drugs more and more, all of them, cocaine, meth, crack, xanax, percoset, heroin, even fentanyl when she could find it. She became a thief, robbing stores and cars and houses to get money for drugs. She got a food card and sold that for drugs too. She is pretty so she got most of her drugs by spreading her legs for men. She even had sex with women too. Every day she hated herself more and more. After awhile I didn't even know who she was any more. But I know the Jenna I love is still in there somewhere."

"So is the hospital going to help her, get her into rehab or something?" Ella asks.

"No. She has no insurance. They have to stabilize her for3 days since it was a suicide attempt, but then they're going to kick her out. I think they might have to keep her longer because of the PID."

"She's a minor." Alisha says. "They have to do more than that."

"She's older than you think. She didn't do good in school and was held back a few times. She was 16 in middle school. She's 18 now, so they consider her an adult. She's eligible for welfare but welfare doesn't pay for overdoses. So the hospital isn't getting paid unless they can get some grant money."

"Well doesn't welfare pay for rehab?" Alisha asks.

"She's eligible for a 7 day detox. But that's all. Rehab is a thousand dollars a day and they don't pay for that unless the providers psychiatrist believes you are committed to a drug free life. She needs years of therapy before she will be ready for that. So after 7 days in detox they kick her back on the same streets where she got in trouble. Since she's an adult they can't make her stay in detox, so she will probably leave after a day or two anyway."

"What about private pay? What if she's got her own money. Will the rehab take her then?" Ella asks.

"Yeah, if you know someone who's got thirty thousand a month to spend. Rehab can last 6 months." Janice says.

"I've got it. I have a trust fund. I'll pay for it." Ella says.

"Ella. Wait. That's 180,000 dollars for six months. You don't have that much." Alisha says.

"Yes, I do, Mom. And I can get more. I'm not letting her die." Ella says.

Dangerous Game

"I see that you're new at this." Janice says. "Believe me, it isn't as simple as just sending her to rehab. She probably wouldn't stay anyway. And if she knows you have money she'll try to jack you for it to get drugs. If you want to help her you're going to have to take a more realistic approach. I've known addicts who go to rehab over and over again until they finally get clean. And some of them never do."

"You're looking at years of pain and anguish trying to save an addict. Are you really willing to do that? I'm willing. Jenna is the love of my life and I'll do anything for her. But you barely know her. I'm afraid you're just on a guilt trip right now and after a week or so you'll abandon her, just like everyone else."

"So what's realistic?" Ella asks.

"Until she's ready for rehab, and that might not be until she's like 35, we could probably get her to a clinic, like methadone or something like that. That way she's not dope sick all the time. That will help. Methadone only treats the physical dependency though. It doesn't treat the addiction. That will take years of therapy."

"You can help pay for a therapist. She'll need a family doctor too. Welfare will pay for some of that, but not all. You could help with housing so she doesn't have to live in a trap house with a bunch of junkies. You can help with clothes and food. Be advised though, that she'll sell the clothes and food for drugs. You'll have to pretend to not know that."

"Every day of your life trying to help her you're going to be frustrated because the progress is so slow and she keeps relapsing. You'll get calls in the middle of the night to bail her out of jail. No matter what you do she'll say you did it wrong and all her problems are your fault. There will be days you will wish she would just die so it will all be over. Are you ready for that? I don't think you are. You're just a kid. You don't know what you're doing."

"Ella. I know you want to help, but there's nothing you can do here." Alisha says. "It's not up to you to save her, if that's even possible. You'll be throwing away a large part of your life on something that probably isn't going to work anyway. Honey, you need to walk away from this one."

"I know Mom. It probably won't work, and I don't know what I'm doing, but I think that's the point. Why in the middle of a coma am I having a near death experience talking to the ghost of a dying girl, a girl I hated. It's not an accident. I was sent there, not to save her, but to learn. So even if I walk away I'll be sent back, over and over, until I learn whatever it is that I'm supposed to learn."

"It isn't my choice to walk away. Helana was there too, so we both need to learn. I'm doing it. I have to, and so does Helana. I know we can't save her, but we can give her a chance to save herself. I think she will save herself if given a chance. I'm committed. I'll ask Melanie what I need to do. She's the best therapist I know and she has resources that nobody knows about."

"Ok, Ella. I'll help you help her, but be warned." Janice says. "If you abandon her, if you hurt her in any way, I'll find you and I'll mess you up. You better be committed, and stay committed, no matter what. Helana too. You guys better be serious. It has to be secret though. You'll have to work through me. Otherwise she'll be at your house robbing all your shit. This is a dangerous game."

Life Lessons 101

"That's why I want it to be part of the training, so they don't have to spend their whole trust fund on this girl." Melanie says. "This is more than a coincidence. I agree with Ella that some higher power set this up as a lesson, and I think all the girls should participate."

"Higher power?" Commander Beaker says. "I'm not so sure about a higher power. I think this is of their own making, their own guilt karma playing itself out. But it will be a valuable life lesson, something that will enhance their skills as influencer's. If they can begin to understand addiction, they will understand some of the deepest darkest secrets of human consciousness. I'll budget it, but you need to manage it. This is too complicated for the girls to do on their own."

Later when the girls are there "Are you girls on board with this?" Commander Beaker asks the girls. "This is serious business. You're holding someones life in your hands. You can't screw this up. You can't get tired and walk away. Don't start this if you're not committed to finish it."

"We're committed." the girls say in unison.

"Ok. I'll get with Janice and setup a plan. It's important that Janice understands the she is the only one who will know of our involvement. We'll get this done, one way or another." Melanie says.

Ella`s Story
My Love From The Future
Book Four

Chapter 2
French-Polynesia

Christmas Vacation

It's a little after noon on a bright and sunny day in San Diego. A lear jet taxis to a waiting van at the San Diego airport. The girls, Melanie, Mr Danvers and Commander Beaker get in the van and are driven to a nearby hotel where they meet up with the rest of their party.

"Welcome. We have quite a crew here." Commander Beaker says. "Thank you for spending your Christmas vacation with us. We're going on quite a trip these 6 days. Sorry to get you up so early, but we have a lot of traveling to do today."

"We've been receiving reports of strange anomalies in an area of French Polynesia in the southern Pacific Ocean. We're going to do a fly over with an AWACS, an airplane bristling with state of the art surveillance equipment. We're also going to do a fly over with our sensitives, to see what you guys can pick up as well. But mostly we're going to engage in some much needed recreation."

"First let me introduce everyone.
Our sensitives are:
John Jacobson, an Electrician from Washington State.
Henry Schmidt, an Engineer from Arizona.
Jennifer Eubanks, an Animal Trainer from Colorado. Jennifer owns and operates a large horse ranch in the mountains of Colorado.
Karen Sutherland, a School Teacher from Ohio.
And Rebekah García, a Nurse from California."

"Our students are:
Ella Patel,
Roxana Park,
Eileen Danvers,
Helana Danvers,
Patricia Rodriguez,
and Margaret Wilson, all from right here in New England."

"Also joining us are:
Paul Rodriguez, an Admiral in the US Navy and the father of Patricia. They will be spending some quality father/daughter time together.
Melanie Crenshaw, a Therapist and guidance counselor to our students.
And Robert Danvers, father to Eileen and Helana Danvers, and mentor and surrogate father to Roxana and Ella as well."

"So how are we getting there?" Robert Danvers asks. "The South Pacific is a long ways away and French Polynesia is in the middle of nowhere."

"Here is our itinerary. it's tentative, depending on what we find there." Commander Beaker explains.

We will spend the afternoon here in San Diego, and of course, see the sights of this great city. Then will leave here around 8PM and get to Fiji at about 6AM their time. It will be Monday there since they are on the other side of the international date line.

On Sunday, our time, we will put on our jump suits and take a helicopter to an aircraft carrier, as Mr Danvers puts it, in the middle of nowhere. We will have an orientation meeting on board the ship. We'll spend the night on the ship."

"Monday is our work day. An E-2D Hawkeye aircraft, the AWACS, will take off from the ship on Tuesday morning to begin reconnaissance. There isn't room for all of us on the AWACS so we will follow in a C-2A cargo airplane which has seats for passengers. Brace yourselves, taking off from an aircraft carrier can be quite a jolt, sort of like a carnival ride."

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"Monday night we go back to Fiji. It will be late so we will get some rest and try to recover a little from the jet lag."

"Tuesday we analyze our data and hang out on the beach in Fiji. Tuesday night we take the night flight back to San Diego. We get to San Diego in the morning around 8AM. We will be exhausted so we will spend the day and the night in San Diego, and do some more data analysis. I'm sure the girls will want to do some shopping."

"Wednesday morning we fly back home. You'll be home in time to rest up for New Years Eve celebrations on Thursday."

"Wow! That's a lot of traveling." Robert Danvers says. "But it sounds like fun."

"So what are we looking for? Is this a UFO hunting trip?" John Jacobson asks.

"I don't know what we're looking for, and if I did I wouldn't tell you." Commander Beaker says. "I only know that there is an anomaly out there and they want sensitives to see what they can pick up. It's important that you don't know, so that you don't imagine that you see something that isn't really there."

"I like him." Patricia thinks.

"Which one?" Eileen thinks back.

"The one with the arms." Patricia thinks.

"I like his arms too." Eileen says.

"He's an electrician. He must get a lot of exercise climbing electric poles and stuff." Patricia thinks.

"Shut up! You girls are ridiculous." Ella thinks.

"Be careful girls. We're sensitives you know. We can hear your telepathy." John Jacobson's masculine voice rings in their heads. Rebekah García looks at the girls and smiles.

"Oh Shit! Sorry John. I apologize. My girls are kind of stupid sometimes." Ella thinks. "Girls, put up your filters, and don't talk about stupid stuff."

The Briefing

Ella looks out the window at what appears to be a toy ship, but as they get closer she realizes it's a floating city. "I've been on one of these before." she tells Mr Danvers, shouting over the noise of the helicopter."

After landing on the flight deck the flight crew guides the passengers to a meeting room where they will prepare for todays activities.

"Isn't this a strange place for an aircraft carrier?" Mr Danvers asks Commander Beaker.

"It is, and we have to be careful." Commander Beaker Replies. "There are tensions between the French and the Polynesian Territorial Assembly and New Zealand and none of them would understand why US warships are in the area. So we're staying far from the target area. We will be in the air for more than an hour reaching the target and after a few passes we'll bug out of there before someone gets upset."

Melanie leads the briefing. "We'll be heading out in the morning for this exercise. This evening just relax, get to know each other, meditate, do whatever you need to clear your mind of any preconceived notions about what the exercise is about. Just don't go walking around the ship without an escort. They don't allow that. This is a warship not a cruise ship."

"I've given you each a sketch pad and pencils. When we reach the target area, don't look, don't listen, just feel, and sketch or write down your best description of whatever feelings you receive. Don't talk to each other, not even telepathically. Just let your mind feel without any distractions. The ear protectors should shield most of the noise of the aircraft."

"The food here is usually pretty good. When we are in the mess deck, the cafeteria, don't interact with the sailors. They don't know why we are here, and they have no need to know why we are here. The escorts should prevent the sailors from approaching you, so don't worry. Just ignore them."

The Mission

After breakfast in the Aft Mess the group gets their gear and gets ready to board the aircraft, a C-2A cargo airplane called a Greyhound. It's prepped and ready to go behind the AWACS, which will take off first.

The takeoff is sudden and Roxana freaks out as the plane leaves the flight deck because it seems as if it's going to fall into the water. It doesn't, though, and the flight smooths out as they head for the target area.

After an hour in flight Ella and Helana have fallen asleep. The others are looking out the window at the water. It's been a boring flight with nothing but water and an occasional small island. Melanie alerts the group to prepare as the aircraft begins to slowly circle the target area.

The six students and the six sensitives look only at their sketch pad doing their best to isolate their mind from the noise and activity around them. One by one they begin to write or draw on their pad. Patricia and Rebekah García both begin to sway back and forth as if in a trance. As the airplane completes it's last loop Melanie collects the sketch pads.

A few minutes into the return flight the captain yells "What the hell? Bogey! Port side. 200 yards. What? It's gone! Did anyone else see that?"

"I did, for a second." Rebekah García says ."It was a greenish sphere with what looks like a metallic outer shell."

"That outer shell is her skin. She's alive." Patricia says with a hugh smile. "She's a friend of mine. She just popped into our phase slot to say hello."

"Alive? Phase slot? What are you talking about?" Henry Schmidt asks.

"Be careful what you say." Melanie warns. "Some of this is classified information."

"Yeah, whatever." Patricia says. "I'll explain it all after we land, and I get Melanie's blessing. But now I'm just going to be happy I saw her again."

An hour flight back to the carrier, a terrifying landing on the flight deck, lunch in the Aft Mess, another hour helicopter ride back to Fiji, and the group is on the ground again. Patricia rushes to hug her father who stayed behind on Fiji. Admiral Rodriguez didn't want to cause a distraction by having an extra Admiral on the carrier.

My Fluffy

Military police at the door, Technicians sweeping the room for listening devices. It's all cloak and dagger as the girls enter the hotel conference room. The sensitives are already there, being briefed on their security clearances should any new classified information be revealed in the meeting.

Melanie addresses the group. "I have your reports and your sketches. The AWAC reconnaissance saw nothing but the island that we expected to see. Nothing out of the ordinary. Your sketches show a variety of interesting items. I'll call on you one at a time and you can describe to the group what you felt, what images you saw, and we can discuss it with the group. Margaret, you've been quiet this entire trip, and you sketch was blank. Lets start with you.

"Sorry" Margaret says. "I'm feeling kind of useless right now. I did sense some things, and saw some images, but I think it's indirect. I think I'm picking up on what my girls are seeing, since I've been telepathically linked to them since we blended or spirits. I'm sorry, I don't really think I saw anything."

"Don't be sorry." Melanie says. "We need a control, a reference point to validate our findings, and the fact that you saw nothing is just as important as if you did see something. It says that we were not using our imagination to just make stuff up. How about you, Henry? What did you pick up?"

"I didn't see anything." Henry Schmidt says. "But I got a smell, sort of like when electronic components get too hot and explode. There was also a deep sense of shock, anxiety, a deep sadness, and a profound sense of urgency to start damage control. Something must have blown up."

"Jennifer, you're next. What did you see." Melanie asks.

"Not much." Jennifer Eubanks says. "I saw an island with a big lagoon in the middle. But that's probably because I'm familiar with the area, and it's what I expected to see. I'm a history buff, so I already know what happened here years ago before I was born."

"I'll go next." John Jacobson says. "I saw something quite remarkable, several images superimposed on each other. One was just the uninhabited island with the lagoon in the middle, but then there was another image with buildings, large buildings that look like industrial type buildings all over the island, and aircraft, or maybe space craft, traveling two and fro between the buildings. Patricia, you're smiling, I think you know what I saw. Could you explain? Please?"

"If I may, I'll explain." Patricia says.

"Go ahead, Patricia." Melanie says.

"Ok. You may not believe this but I was here when I was about 8 years old. The buildings are as you described, industrial manufacturing facilities, but most of them are birthing chambers. The UFO you saw, I named her Fluffy, she was born here. I played with her when she was just a puppy, about the size of a large beach ball. When they are little they are covered with white fur, like a baby seal, but it all falls off when they get older. My home for many years was Fluffy's mother. The UFO that I lived in, that I grew up in, became pregnant and came here to birth her child. Fluffy is all grown up now and doing work transporting materials from one place to another. She was on her way to Mount Adams when she flew by our plane to say hello."

"So you're an ET?" Rebekah García asks. "Where are you from? What species are you?"

Patricia laughs. "I'm from Washington DC, and I'm just as human as you are. But I was taken from my mothers womb before I was born and grew up on a UFO, along with a bunch of other kids. We were genetically modified, what you call a hybrid. The modifications also made me an albino, which was unintentional. So they considered me defective and were going to terminate me. My dad, the Admiral, saved me though, sort of like a reverse abduction. So I am here now working with Ella and her crew. We are sisters now."

"What do you mean by 'terminate'?" Karen Sutherland wants to know.

"The fuck-head ET's were going to kill her." Ella says.

"Lets keep it civil. Watch your language, please. The ET's moral code is a bit different than ours, so let's not judge them." Commander Beaker says.

"Their moral code is stupid, and it's wrong. So they are fuck-heads." Roxana says.

"Ok. We understand your position on the matter. Lets move on." Melanie says. "Karen, what did you pick up?"

"It's confusing. There was a bright flash of light, and then a ribbon of light going off into space, with explosions along the way. I also felt the fear, the sadness, and the sense of urgency that Henry felt." Karen Sutherland says. "I'm curious what all that means."

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"I may be able to help with that." Jennifer Eubanks says. "After world war II this island was used for the testing of Hydrogen bombs. I've heard it said that this is also a vortex, a place where the energy from different universes comes together at one place, and where ships can travel at super light speeds between places. It would seem to me that the hydrogen bombs exploding here may have sent energy traveling down that vortex, destroying any ships that may have been in transit."

"That's exactly what happened." Helana explains. "I saw that in our history downloads. The ET's were working in a different time domain, where those buildings are, not here where the buildings are not. So they didn't notice what was going on until the first bomb exploded. Some of the energy of the blast extended into adjacent time domains and traveled down the vortex filaments, sort of like worm holes, blowing up everything it touched. Other planets were affected as well, on the other end of the filament. There was great loss of life."

"How do you know this? Or should I ask, who are you, and where are you from? I doubt that you are from here." Henry Schmidt asks.

"Right now, I'm just a girl, like any other girl. A few years ago, though, that wasn't true. I came here as a dimensional traveler as part of my history class, to witness the past that our teachers talk about. But I got trapped here, and my body began to absorb the energy of this domain and I got too dense to go home. I would have died if Commander Beaker didn't save me with a device that transformed by body into this Earth girl that you now see. Originally I'm from about 500 million years in your future, but my ancestors were of Earth. You are my ancestors."

"Ok, mind totally blown. But what is this stuff about different universes, time domains, vortex filaments, worm holes? What is all that?" Henry Schmidt wants to know.

"Well that's a little complicated and I don't really understand it. But I will tell you what my teachers told me. In order for something physical to exist there has to be space for it to exist in, and a time that it can exists. So both time and space are necessary for physical existence.

Space is static, like a snapshot picture, or the images on a reel of film in a movie. Time is an oscillation, it moves, it goes up and down, round and round, like a sound wave traveling through the air. Like any oscillation that goes up and down around a zero point, there is a point where it is there, and a point where is doesn't even exist. This oscillation goes up and down many trillions of times a second, and there is a point where we are very much here, and a point where none of this exists. But like a movie where still images are shown so fast that they blend into what looks like normal time, we only experience our existence, and we don't notice when we are not really here."

"But it's more than that. Each oscillation is divided up into about 64 slices. We exist on only one of those slices. The other 63 slices of the time oscillation, something else exists. The other slices are very similar to this one, when it comes to big heavy things, like stars and planets and oceans and mountains and stuff. The spacial and temporal inertia of big heavy things keeps the different time slices in sync."

"But for little things, like buildings and people, they can be very different. So that is why one time slice has building and people and space ships flying around, and another time slice right next to it has just a barren island with nothing on it."

"At places like that island, where multiple temporal vortex filaments converge, and I think this could be the anomaly that Commander Beaker is talking about, sometimes things that exist on one time slice can slip into another. So you could be walking along with your friend, and they suddenly disappear. They may reappear somewhere nearby, or never be seen again. There are a number of places on planets like that, usually where there are large crystalline deposits underground. The crystals act as a resonant attractor and the filaments attach themselves at these points in space-time."

"Ok, on our 'time slice' of reality we call that Time Division Multiplexing. It's how mobile phones work, allowing for multiple conversations to exist on one carrier wave, each with it's own unique slice of time." Henry Schmidt says. "It seems that whoever designed this reality is an engineer. Are you an engineer? Do you know the mechanism for de-multiplexing the time division?"

"I have no idea." Helana says. "This is just what I was taught in school. I don't know about de-multiplexing. I doubt my teachers do either."

"Well, that is a lot of information to digest." Melanie says. "Ella, do you have anything to add?"

"I agree with Margaret. I think my crew synchronized our visualization, so we all saw the same things." Ella says.

"We saw the furry puppies." Eileen says. "There are hundreds of them. I want to slip time slices and pet them."

"Be careful." Patricia says. "Without the proper technology you could get stuck over there, or end up in a void where there is no air and die."

"I was just joking, Patricia." Eileen says. "You're so literal."

"Patricia?" Rebekah asks. "Did you ever stop by the Skinwalker ranch in your travels?"

"Oh no!" Patricia replies. "We were not even allowed to say the name. Very bad place. Don't go there. Bad things will follow you home."

"Ok. Remember your secrecy oaths, none of this information can leave the room. That should wrap it up then." Melanie says. "Lets eat and then enjoy our vacation. I'll see you guys at home. Right now I'm going to the beach."

"Wait! One more question." Henry Schmidt says. "I don't understand. A hydrogen bomb is a big explosion here, but it's just a flicker of light compared to the stars out there. Why did it cause so much damage?"

"It's because it blew up in the mouth of a filament and was channeled down the filament to the other end." Patricia says. "There are filaments that go through stars, too, but we don't travel down those filaments. Our ships would burn up."

"Ok, please one more." Henry Schmidt says. "I just have to know. Every space craft I've ever seen is metallic, or mostly metallic, with engines that would kill any living thing if they weren't shielded. How can a being, an animal, fly through space with no engine?"

"Animals have metal too." Patricia says. "Sodium is a metal. Calcium is a metal. Iron is a metal. Just because most protein compounds burn at low temperatures, don't doubt that there are some that can get red hot and not burn. Don't underestimate what evolution can create."

Ella`s Story
My Love From The Future
Book Four

Chapter 3
Demon Girls

Sunday Walk

"It's too cold for a morning walk. I don't get it." Ella says. "What's the point of January? There are no holidays, it's cold and dark, we have to go back to school. It's a nothing month. We should just hibernate in January like a bear and wake up when it's all over."

"I like it" Helena says. "It's a do over month, a fresh start on a new year, where you can leave behind the drama of the last year and start fresh."

"I can see that." Ella says. "You do realize though, that years, dates, months and all that stuff is totally arbitrary. We make it all up. If it was tied to the solstice or something like that then you could say it's real, but really, it's not real at all."

"Where is all that music coming from?" Eileen wants to know.

"It's coming from that church over there." Roxana answers.

"Is that your church?" Eileen wants to know.

"Oh no." Roxana responds. "My church sings, but not that much. In this church the pastor sings and dances up and down the aisle and then the whole congregation jumps up and starts singing and dancing too."

"They're coming out now." Ella observes. "Lets get out of the way so we don't get danced on."

"Oh look over there!" Eileen says. "It's that girl. That Jenna girl. She's coming out of a church?"

"Lets get out of here before she sees us." Ella says.

"Too late." Roxana says. "She's waving at us."

Sacred Ground

"You Demon Girls better get off Sacred Ground before you burst into flames." Jenna says.

"So you thought we were witches, and now you think we're Demons?" Ella asks.

"I'm kidding. Although you have been showing up in my dreams, and I know for sure you're not Angels."

"No, we are definitely not Angels. But we know a few." Eileen says.

"Janice is my Angel. She saved my life, you know." Jenna says

"Yes. I heard about that." Ella says. "How are you and Janice doing?"

"Follow me. We have a new place just across the street. She wanted to be close to the church. It's not because she wants to be close to God though. I think she has the hots for the preacher man. She's my woman though. He can't have her."

"Oh. This is cute. Tiny but cute. You girls live here together?" Roxana wants to know.

The Program

"Yeah. Janice hooked us up with some sponsor, some government program. So they set us up with housing, food, clothes, and drugs. Lots of drugs." Jenna explains.

"Drugs?" Ella asks. "Aren't they supposed to help you stay off drugs."

"You know doctors. They love to prescribe stuff. Check this out, all these bottles. I've got Phenobarbital, Xanax, Soma, Gabapentin, Prozac, Vitamin D, Vitamin B12, and some other stuff I can't pronounce. I have to go to the clinic to get my Methadone."

"So the Methadone keeps you off the Heroin." Ella asks.

"It's supposed to, some day." Jenna explains. "It's a fucked up plan. My doctor says I probably need 180 to 200 milligrams a day, but they start me off at 30 milligrams. Then I can go up 10 milligrams every other day. If I miss a couple days then they drop me back down to 30. So until I get up to what the Dr calls a therapeutic dose, I have to supplement, you know what I mean."

"So you're still shooting up Heroin?" Ella asks.

"Nah, I switched to pills, they are stronger than Heroin, and I smoke them, so I don't have to use the needle any more. My veins can heal that way and no more messy abscesses to worry about.

"So the Dr is giving you these pills?" Eileen asks with a look of concern.

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"HA!. I wish. No, I have to score them the old fashioned way. I told you it's a fucked up program."

"And the clinic knows you are doing this?" Eileen asks.

"Of course they do. I drop dirty every time. They know, but then pretend they don't know. It's all about their liabilities. I call it Lie-Ability." Jenna explains.

"So how do you get money for street drugs?" Eileen asks.

"That's what the Xanax and Soma are for. I trade them, and then whatever else I can come up with to sell or trade." Jenna explains.

"That's totally illegal! And the program knows about this, and just ignores it? It really is a fucked up program." Eileen says shaking her head.

"Yeah. My counselor says it's fucked up too, but it's the best we got, and it's up to me to make it work. I'm cool with it so far, I get what I need, and I'm not dying anymore." Jenna explains.

"I'm so happy that you are doing better. I was so scared when I thought you were going to die." Ella says, with a tear. "Please forgive me for hating you guys when we were in middle school. You're a lovely person, and I love you, and I pray for you to keep getting better."

"You love me? Ha!. Bull shit! But I appreciate the sentiment. My 12 step group says I have to make up for past mistakes, So I'm sorry I hated you, but really I still sort of do." Jenna explains with a smirk. "So thanks for the company but you should go now before you start to irritate me. And stay the fuck out of my dreams."

Spirit Memory

"Did you see her clothes?" Eileen asks.

"Yeah, That's the first time I've seen her in a dress, and no black lipstick." Roxana says.

"No. I mean in her room." Eileen says. "There was nothing there but some old ratty shoes and torn up jeans. Didn't the sponsor program give her clothes."

"I'm sure she sold the new clothes, and anything else that was worth anything." Ella says. "I noticed that there were no TV's or stereos either. Make sure to not tell anyone, especially not her, that we are the sponsors. She would probably resent that and deliberately fail the program just out of spite."

"We're smart enough to have figured that out ourselves, Ella." Roxana says. "But yeah, that's totally on the DL."

"So why are we in her dreams? That makes no sense. Is it some sort of obsession?" Roxana wants to know.

"I think it's probably Spirit Memory. Your Spirit and your Brain operate as one but still have a separate consciousness." Helena explains. "Ella, Jenna, and I shared a near death experience, in the Spirit domain. Her spirit remembers that but those memories have never been downloaded into her brain. So she only remembers a little bit when she is asleep and spirit awareness is more accessible."

"Jenna is a very complicated girl." Roxana says. "I guess that makes sense given all the crap that's happened to her. I hope she survives. I got a bad feeling that this program isn't going to work out for her."

"Relapse is part of recovery, they tell me." Ella says. "I pray that she finally gets better. Janice told me it could be decades before she actually gets well, and maybe not ever. All we can do is send her our love, even if she doesn't want it."

"Don't tell my Mom or Dad about any of this." Eileen warns. "If they knew how fucked up the program is they will probably follow her and have her arrested when she tries to score some pills. I can't believe I'm saying that, but as messed up as the program is, it's all she's got."

"Yeah, they don't need to know." Ella agrees.

"Pizza anyone?" Helena asks.

"Yep yep yep. Lets do it." Eileen responds.

Ella`s Story
My Love From The Future
Book Four

Chapter 4
Kissable, NOT!

Ditch Day

It's a frigid January morning. The holiday school vacation weeks are over. Ella rubs the sleep from her eyes as she looks around the room. Her crew is all there. It was a sleepover night.

Unexpected Mission

"What the!?" Ella exclaims as she notices a limo parked in the street. The door is open and she can see their sister Patricia Rodriguez and Patricia's father Admiral Paul Rodriguez. The girls all rush to hug their sister.

"What's up?" Eileen asks.

"Well, since we're ditching anyway, Dad wanted me to attend a meeting with some military people about a strange craft they've seen and even been on one."

"We need to talk about keeping secrets, sister." Eileen says, with a grin.

"Ok, Admiral Paul, but only because we love you." Ella says as she gives the admiral a hug. Ella motions to a couple doing yard work down the street and they put down their rakes and head to their car. "Oh, but we need Beaker to come too. We love you Admiral Paul, but we don't work for you."

The Admiral agrees, opening his phone to make a call, and the girls pile into the limo, followed closely by the neighbors car.

Soon they arrive at a hotel meeting room, Commander Beaker and Melanie arriving just behind them. They are ushered into a room with a small set of bleachers along one wall, a podium, and a lower area where the girls are seated.

Commander Beaker approaches Admiral Rodrigues and says "Always happy to see you Admiral, and feel free to come by any time, but don't do this again without prior notification." They both smile and Commander Beaker takes a seat alongside the girls.

Unwelcome Attendee

Admiral Rodriguez stands at the podium and starts the meeting. "Welcome all, we are here for a short meeting, hopefully, and we would welcome your expertise in determining the nature of a craft that we have been studying for a number of years now."

A cold chill comes over the girls as they look around the room nervously. "Did you hear that?" Eileen thinks to the other girls. "Loud and clear." Helana thinks back. "I think he's one of them."

Ella thinks to her crew, fidgeting in her seat, breathing faster and getting red in the face "Definitely! He's one of those fuckers. That face is burned into my memory like an image from a nightmare. Let's kill the mother fucker!"

Eileen thinks to Ella "Calm down, my precious Ella, murder is not the answer. Let's make him live his punishment, long and slow."

Ella interrupts the Admiral "Excuse me Admiral Paul, but we have a serious problem that has to be settled before we can begin."

"Ok. What is that Ella?" the Admiral asks.

Ella points to the top row of the bleachers and yells "You! Frederick, Fred, Freddy or whatever the fuck you call yourself. Come down here in front of us, now!"

Kissable Face

"Whoa! Girls! What's going on?" Melanie asks "Let's not be rude."

"Oh God! Please! Not again girls." Commander Beaker cries out.

"Rude?" Eileen asks "Just listen!"

Ella continues "You know we are sensitives, we've met before. Remember? We can hear your thoughts when they're directed at us."

"Your thoughts as we entered the room are disgusting. 'What kissable faces, especially the dark ones.' 'Those soft lovely luscious lips.' 'I can't figure out which one to fuck first.'"

"We hear comments like this all the time from men and usually just take it as a compliment and move on. But you know why we can't do that with you."

"Our sister Margaret was you subordinate, and you raped her. You and your buddies, over and over again."

"You've done this with other subordinates, your students, and even your cousin. And now you want to add us to the list of young women you want to exploit? You messed with the wrong crew, Buddy!"

"We're 15 you fucking pervert!" Roxana blurts out.

"Ok. We've got this." Admiral Paul says. "I apologize to you girls, I didn't know. Guards, escort this ass hole from the room and hold him for further questions." Commander Beaker follows them with an angry, determined look on his face.

The meeting takes a brief recess as Melanie helps the girls calm down. Melanie explains to the group "You have to understand how sensitive these girls are to the alleged rape. In order to help their new sister Margaret heal from her ordeal they performed some sort of psychic mind meld to dilute the trauma Margaret was experiencing. They blended into a single consciousness. So the memories of the rapes and other abuse were re-experienced by all of them, in minute detail. So these girls at a very tender age were raped by this man and his cohorts along with Margaret. Their memories, and their trauma, are as one."

The Craft

After the girls have calmed down, and consumed a few pizzas, the meeting continues.

The Admiral continues "On several occasions a craft of unknown origin has been seen hovering in various places, usually in a residential area, seen by multiple witnesses. Witness testimony includes abductions, not only of civilians, but of military personnel as well. The abductee's are usually women who are introduced to young beings that are allegedly their sons and daughters from eggs stolen from them in previous abductions."

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"Such abductions are not unusual, hundreds of reports have been received in the past few decades. What is different this time is the nature of the craft. In other abductions we have tracked the craft from low earth orbit down to its final location. In many cases we have been able to intercept the vehicle before it reaches its destination. I rescued my daughter from one of these intercepted craft. These recent crafts, however, simply pop into our reality from nowhere, and then vanish when they're done."

"Reports by credible witnesses of the interior of the craft describe it as confusing, thousands of times larger than the exterior, with visible landscapes which are definitely of Earth and others blended with it that are definitely not of Earth. My daughter grew up on alien craft, and I understand that you, Helana, are an interdimensional entity now living as an Earth girl. Do any of you have any clues as to the nature of these craft?"

"You go first, Patricia, you're the expert" Helana says.

Patricia explains "Like my dad said, my craft, which is actually a living being, was not like that. It's interior is indeed an extended spatial domain, but we don't pop in and pop out of existence like what he describes. We phase in and out, but that's different. I have heard of these types of ships though, and the're not alive. They are a nuts and bolts mechanism, but the mechanism within it is a time-space portal, a portable portal, that can project the craft to any point in time-space. That's all that I know about them. It's your turn Helana."

Helana continues "I have heard of them too. They are very interesting. The projection into time-space can be anywhere in space, and anywhere in time. A lot of the mechanism, computer like things, calculate the stability of the projected destination to account for rotating planets, solar orbits, celestial movement, time domain fluctuations, etc. It even has to account for time itself as these portals can project into the past or the future. The visitation to our planet can be from what, from our perspective, is the distant past or distant future."

"Across cosmic distances, though, past and future have little meaning. When they are here they are here now, as now is the only time we can experience. When the visiting beings enter the craft they are both on their home planet, or ship, and here at the same time. So when one of us enters the craft we are both here and there at the same time too. That is why looking out the window is so messed up, showing many places in space and time all mixed up."

"That's about all I know, but if you're trying to catch one, you won't. They are both here and not here at the same time so it's like trying to reach out and grab an item from a dream. All you will get is air. Sorry, but these ships will remain elusive."

The discussion continues for over an hour, but nothing further is revealed about the nature of the elusive craft. After some final pleasantries and apologies, the meeting concludes. The invitation for a post meeting dinner is extended but the girls would rather just go home.

Long Drive Home

It's only two miles back home, but it seems to take forever. The girls sit quietly, not even thinking to each other. A fresh wound has been opened on top of an old one. That always hurts the most. Commander Beaker and Melanie sit quietly in the car. They know better to say anything when the girls are this upset.

Ella`s Story
My Love From The Future
Book Four

Chapter 5
Into The Forest