Everyone ready to get Alex and his robots and save the world? ;)

Mike: Girls, I'm comin' for ya!

Lauren: You better believe it!

Peter: And we're going to help YOU, Michael! :D

Micky: *pounds on the keyboard* I want this to WORK, dammit! :P ;)

Mick: *snickers* I think Dad's getting ready to blow something up. ;)

Shelly: I hope not. :P ;)

Jordan: Not with all those poor souls inside! :o

Lauren: He'd blow something ELSE up in this case. ;)

(As the group files out of the torture rooms, Carlita and a group of people in cowboy hats, boots, western gear, and laser guns rush up to them.)

Carlita: Mr. Nesmith is onstage. We're still looking for Mrs. Nesmith, Katie, and Suzanna.

Davy: Maybe we'd bettah contact the othahs and tell them we found Petah and Jordan and they're all right. Daph, you get Micky. I'll take Lauren.

Daphne: Gotcha.

Davy: (Opens his communicator) Lauren? Lauren, you there? Are you and the twins ok?

Lauren: Hi, Davy. Yeah, we're fine. We've been having a bit of fun on and around the stage. ;)

Davy: How's the show goin'? ;)

Peter: Ask her who's playing the music!

Lauren: *chuckles* It's going much better now. ;)

Davy: Lauren, we've found the musicians for the concert.

Lauren: You did? Great! We kinda figured something happened to them, since pretty much all we've got out here are robots. :P

Davy: We found them in the torture chambers. Robots were strippin' them and shavin' their heads...and I don't think it was for the latest fad. :p

Lauren: *groans* Well, at least you found them.

Peter: (Eyes widen as something hits him) Davy, my back-up band was replaced with robots this afternoon! :o

Davy: Lauren, did you 'ear Petah?

Lauren: Yeah, I heard. I take it you didn't find them with the others. :P

Peter: (Shakes his head) No, we didn't. (Frowns) Alex must have put them in the Network first. They were supposed to show up early to work on our pieces before everyone else arrived. :(

Lauren: *sighs* Let’s hope that Micky can figure out how to get those poor people back OUT of the Network.

Davy: Oh, that's right. Lauren, we've found Petah and Jordan...and Petah's feelin' MUCH bettah. ;)

Peter: Valerie and Jordan helped me. :)

Valerie: Let's just say we cleared his head. ;)

Lauren: I figured you'd found Peter. Good job, guys! :)

Davy: Thanks.

Carlita: You seen Mr. Nesmith or his family out there?

Lauren: No, not yet. (Pause) Umm, did you know that Shelia's missing now? ;)

Davy: SHELIA'S missing? Maybe she's just inside...

Carlita: Miss London the bitch? :p

Lauren: Yup. Apparently, Urse felt something happen to her...as in her soul being removed, then something about her being stiff and plastic. :-/ :P ;)

Daphne: Wow!

Davy: What? :o

Lauren: That's what she said!

Davy: I guess you 'aven't seen Alex or the oldah Daphne, eithah.

Lauren: No, we haven't. Not yet, anyway.

Davy: We're going to contact Micky, then join you onstage. I 'ave the feelin' everyone but Mick and 'is group are probably there by now, anyway. We'll see you in about ten minutes, Laur.

Lauren: Okay, Dave, see you.

Davy: Right. (Closes the communicator; turns to Daphne) Your turn, luv. ;)

Daphne: *opens her communicator* Micky?

Micky: *clacking sound* I'm kinda busy here. :P

Daphne: I take it you haven't gotten in the Network yet?

Micky: *grumbles* No, but I finally made a little leeway. :P

Daphne: That's good. We found Peter and Jordan, and Peter's doing much better. :)

Micky: Great! *calls out* Hey, Pete! :D

Peter: (Nods) Hi, Micky! I've got a headache the size of the Grand Canyon, but otherwise, I'm ok. ;) :p

Micky: Other than the headache, that's good to hear! So, what's up now?*pauses* The geek squad behind me here is still snoring. Lotta help they are! :P ;)

Davy: Tell 'im we're all goin' out onto the stage to find Em, Katie, Alex, the eldah Daphne, and try to figuah out what Mike's doin'. Bettah yet, ask 'im if 'e's heard from Mike.

Daphne: First, have you heard from Mike, Micky?

Micky: I haven't heard anything but snoring in here. :P

Daphne: *chuckles* Well, we're headed up to the stage to find Em, Katie, my older self, and Alex. *pauses* And, apparently, Shelia's gone missing.

Micky: *the clacking stops* You're kidding. You think Alex did something to her?

Daphne: Lauren said that Urse felt Shelia's soul being taken and that she felt stiff and plastic, whatever that means.

Micky: *snorts* He finally did her in. I don't believe it. (Sighs) Okay, as I work on, hopefully, freeing these people from the Network, I'll see what I can do about leaving Shelia IN there. ;)

Daphne: Good idea. ;)

Davy: You ok in there, Mick, othah than you're probably ready to tear the computah and your 'elpahs apart? We can send 'elp if you need it.

Micky: *sighs* I just need to keep at it. If I know the most about it and am still having a problem, I doubt anyone else will even understand what's involved in it. :P Thanks anyway, Dave.

Davy: You're welcome. Call if you need any 'elp. (Pause) Wit' robots, not the computah. ;)

Micky: *slight chuckle* Okay, Dave! ;)

Davy: (Looks at the now-large group behind him) Ok, everyone...let's go find the stage. ;)

(Cut to the stage. As another robot band plays, the camera slowly pulls back from the band to backstage area. It focuses on some crates amid the hustle and bustle of humans and robots. One curly brown head peeps cautiously out of a crate, looks around, and steps out, then helps out a curly auburn head.)

Mick: The others oughta be here any moment.

Shelly: I hope so. We haven't seen Alex, Aunt Daphne, Aunt Emma, or Katie! I'm starting to get worried! :o

(Both turn and help Lauren out.)

Lauren: Well, they found Peter and Jordan, so the others have to be around here somewhere.

Shelly: I don't get it. What is Alex up to with the robot bands?

Lauren: It's probably so he could add more people to the Network. He must figure that robots are easier to control than humans.

Mick: *nods* Yeah, he doesn't have to brainwash robots. :P

Shelly: And this way, he can play more with the technology, too. He's just as crazy about machines and science as Daddy is. :p

Mick: Moreso. Alex is looney tunes-crazy, where Daddy's just overly obsessed. ;)

Lauren: *smirks* Speaking of Micky, I wonder how he's doing with hacking into the Network.

Mick: Dad will figure it out. He can hack into just about anything. ;)

Shelly: Including the backyard. ;)

Lauren: *snickers* Very true. ;)

Shelly: (Looks up at the rapidly darkening sky) It's getting dark! They'll be starting the prime-time portion of the show any minute! :o

*There's a sudden black light from the backstage area. The three duck around some crates and watch as Alex leads some robots. He still has older-Daphne on his arm.*

Shelly: Aunt Daphne! :o

(Daphne is very unsteady, wobbling this way and that, her mouth open in a perpetual silent giggle.)

Lauren: Oh, man. She almost looks worse now than she did at the dinner the other night! :P

*Alex is directing robots left and right. He instructs a couple to watch over Daphne.*

(The robots pick her up and disappear into the darkness of the backstage area with her.)

Shelly: Aunt Daphne! We've got to stop them! :o

Mick: *nods* There's gotta be something we can do until the others get here!

Shelly: Let's get 'em! We'll push them onstage...so EVERYONE can see what Alex is doing! X(

Lauren: *nods* It's an idea. Maybe we ought to choose some weapons before going against them? ;)

Mick: *grins* Good idea. ;)

Shelly: (Muted blue light; her staff appears) This and the laser gun are all I need. X(

Mick: *holds up and concentrates on his laser gun--it becomes more rifle-like* Much better. ;) :D

Lauren: *concentrates on her laser gun--it turns into a staff* I prefer a staff over a gun of any type. :)

Shelly: Come on, Mom! The cameras are going to start any minute! I can hear the robot announcer bringing on the first act! :p

Lauren: Let’s go, then! ;)

*The three come out of hiding and head for the group of robots.*

(As "Long Way Home" begins, the three burst onto stage, followed by several stagehands with laser guns. The cameras pull in on them. The robots go up to the cameras, wave, and say things like "Hey, does my polish look all right?" and "Man, I should have had my oil checked!" ;) )

(Shelly sticks her staff under a robot and flings him off the stage. He's still saying "Mommy, I can see my house from here!" as he goes over the mansion and into the San Fernando Valley. ;) )

*Lauren holds her staff like a baseball bat. She swings at one robot's head. It goes flying, and keeps going and going and going...* ;)

*Mick holds up his laser-rifle and takes aim. He shoots robot after robot. We see him shooting robots like a duck-shooting carnival game. He shoots them all and gives himself a prize: a scope for his gun.* ;)

(A group of robots are chasing Shelly and Mick. They disappear in a blue-light as they catch up to them. The two robots look around, but the twins are nowhere to be found. Suddenly, water, ice, and odd greenish-yellow liquid falls on their heads, shorting them out in a cloud of smoke and sparks. Cut to the twins, who stand in the shadows of the backstage with a big, and now empty, cooler between them. They shake hands and laugh. ;) :D)

*Lauren goes up to Alex, still wielding her staff. He gives her a grin and motions for her to give him her best shot...which she does. She swings the staff over his head, causing him to duck, then brings the staff down onto the back of his head. He falls to the floor, groaning.* ;)

(A long, thin sword hooks Alex by the collar, and a short arm drags him to his feet. The camera follows the sword to Davy, who grins at Lauren as his group runs onto the stage. :D)

*Lauren waves, returning the grin.* :D

(Arrows come flying out of the backstage area. Some hit robots. Some hit the stage. Peter sighs and shakes his head at the blushing, embarrassed Jordan...but he's smiling. He gently lifts the boy's arm to show him how to aim his bow properly. :) )

(Ice falls on Alex's head, followed by bright red liquid. The twins this time do high-fives with Carlita and the younger Daphne. ;) :D)

(Davy has Alex by the collar as the music ends. He drags him to the backstage area as another robot band comes on.)

Alex: Let me go! X-( :P

Davy: Not a chance, Alex. What did you do to the rest of Petah's band and to Shelia, your own creatah?

Alex: The band went into the Network. *slight grin* I'd had enough of Shelia, so I removed her soul and turned her into a doll. >:) ;)

Davy: No wondah Ursula said she felt stiff. She WAS stiff.

Peter: Alex, those guys were good musicians and loyal Trinity artists! They were great for me! Some of them have families! They never deserved that! They didn't hurt you! :(

Alex: Since when have I cared about any of that? :P

Davy: (Squeezes the back of Alex's neck) We'll MAKE you care. X( :p

Daphne: Where's my counterpart?

Alex: *winces* I'm not telling you. :P

Davy: Alex, you know some of us are just as strong as you are.

Daphne: I doubt that would persuade him...(winks at Lauren)...but I know what WOULD. Lauren, is he still...fond...of you? ;)

Lauren: *turns a glance on Alex and sees his eyes widen* I do believe he is. ;)

Alex: *wide-eyed* What are you up to? :P ;)

Daphne: Why doesn't Lauren...persuade him? Or, better yet, read his soul?

Carlita: Read his soul?

Lauren: *grins* I haven't read a soul in a while. ;) :D

Jordan: Where's Aunt Emma and Katie? Are they still animals? :(

Alex: I'm not saying! :P

Lauren: He needs persuasion. ;)

Carlita: Suzanna's still missing, too. (Growls) I want her back, in one piece, human, non-plastic, non-metal, and WITH her soul intact! X(

Lauren: *steps up to Alex; to Davy* Keep a nice tight grip on him for me. ;)

Davy: I'll need 'elp. (Two of the musicians run over and help Davy take Alex's arms.)

Lauren: *as Alex struggles--she reaches a hand into his already half open shirt and rests her hand just over his "heart;" he narrows his eyes* He's got a couple robots watching Daphne backstage. Emma and Katie are somewhere onstage, human and unharmed. Suzanna's *eyes widen* been turned into a doll, too!

Carlita: (Face turns red under her natural olive skin tone and she roars) LET ME AT HIM! SUZANNA'S NOBODY'S TOY! X( X( X(

(She lunges for Alex, jumping on him and shaking him.)

Carlita: YOU TURN HER BACK, YOU ASSHOLE! X(

*Alex does a girlie scream.* ;)

*Lauren snickers.* ;)

Carlita: You're a little girl! Someone touches you, and you act like a baby! X( :p

Peter: Don't hurt him!

Jordan: He's alive, too, even if he IS a nutcase!

Carlita: (Soft growl) I can fix that, little boy. X(

*Alex's eyes widen again.* :-O

Lauren: Couldn't we let Carlita have a small piece of him? ;)

Shelly: *chuckles* Mom! ;)

Mick: As much as I'd like to see her rip him apart, Uncle Peter and Jordan are right.

Carlita: Small piece? I want the whole enchalada! X(

Davy: Carlita, get off of him. We're going to need him whole.

Lauren: I was trying for a compromise. *shrugs* ;)

(Two men tug Carlita off of Alex.)

Davy: Alex, you're going to show us where Katie and Emma are and order your robots to free Daphne and stop the show. :p

Alex: Fine. *nods towards a bunch of robots that are still standing* Over there.

Davy: Daphne?

Alex: She's in the middle of them. :P

Carlita: (Grabs Alex by the collar) Call off the droid club, before I get mad. X(

Valerie: Madder than she already is. :p

Alex: *eyes narrow* Alright. Take me over to them, and I'll call them off. :P

Peter: Why don't I do it? ;) (He gently takes Alex's arm) Ok, Alex. Tell those robots to get away from Daphne and bring her over to us, and we won't do anything not nice to you. ;)

Carlita: Some of us won't. :p

(One of the musicians elbows her. :p)

Alex: Guards, bring her over here. :P

(The guards bring over Daphne, who's lower half is wrapped with cloth. She's still smiling stupidly, her eyes blank and her expression docile and silly.)

Peter: (Narrows his eyes) I know that look. Alex, which drugs did you give her? X(

Alex: The easier question to answer would be which ones I DIDN'T give her. ;) >:) ;)

Carlita: We know you're trafficing in some seriously nasty stuff. Mrs. Regan would use you as the "before" in the "Just Say 'No'" campaign. :p

(Peter, Valerie, and Lauren unwind Daphne. They help her to her feet, but she's unsteady and slow.)

Valerie: (Shakes her head) We can't keep her here. She's too doped up to be of much use to anyone.

Peter: That's probably the general idea. That's what Alex did to me, too. X( :p

Lauren: We'll have to do something with her, though.

Valerie: I could take her into the audience with some of our people. We'll keep an eye on her there.

Lauren: *nods* Good idea, Val.

(Daphne looks up at them and opens her mouth to giggle, but she ends up almost falling instead. Valerie and Lauren catch her.)

Younger Daphne: (Sighs) What she REALLY needs is her soulmate.

Davy: Do you think I...

Younger Daphne: (Shakes her head) No. Her REAL soulmate. HER Davy.

Lauren: *sighs* And we're still waiting on Mick for that one.

*Suddenly, there's a dark blue light to the right of the group.*

Micky: *whoops as the light clears* Where's the party!? ;) :D

Lauren: Mick! :D

Davy: (Slowly puts his sword back in its scabbard) Mick! Did you do it? ;)

Carlita: Do you know where Suzanna is?

Micky: *jogs over, with older Davy right behind* What do you think? :D

Older Davy: I owe Micky my life, which is scary when you think about it. ;)

(The younger Davy's mouth drops open; Younger Daphne closes it. ;) )

Micky: *waves it off* Naaaahh, I'll think of something else you can owe me later, Dave. ;) :D

Older Davy: (Eyes widen when he sees his younger self) What in the HELL...

Younger Davy: (Puts up his hand) Short version. I'm you from 1971. The twins brought Daphne and me 'ere to 'elp when they got you and your Daph.

Older Davy: (Shakes his head, but he's grinning) That's not exactly what I 'ad in mind when I told the kids to get 'elp, but...(looks at them)...nice job. ;) :D

Mick: *grins* Thanks, Uncle Davy! :D

Younger Daphne: Davy...Davy from 1986...you've got to help your soulmate.

Lauren: She's in a rather bad way. :P

Older Davy: (Frowns, narrowing his eyes) What 'ave they done wit' 'er? The last I saw of 'er was when they stuck me in that coffin and dragged me to the computah room. They were takin' 'er to Alex's quartahs. :p X(

Valerie: (Nods at the wobbly, giggly woman in her arms) She's been heavily and repeatedly drugged, Davy.

Davy: (Eyes narrow further) WHAT?! X(

*Alex smirks.* >:)

Older Davy: You...you...

Valerie: Davy, save it for the big finale. Let's get your Daphne out onto the grounds and away from the main stage. You'll be able to help her more there. (She turns to her husband and son) Peter...

Peter: Valerie, Jordan and I will be fine. We've got to help save poor Katie and Emma!

Valerie: But...

Peter: Jordan and I will take care of each other, and we have Alex now. We'll be all right. (He takes Valerie in his arms) I won't leave you or the boys again. :)

Jordan: Mom, I'm not a little kid anymore! I want to help, too!

Older Davy: (Wobbles himself under his drugged wife) Not only am I still feelin' the effects of bein' in a computah for almost a week, but my Daphne is 'ardly light. I could use a 'and wit' 'er.

Valerie: (Gives Peter a kiss on the lips, then kisses Jordan lightly on his cheek) Just be careful, boys. :)

Jordan and Peter: We will! :D

*Alex makes gagging noises.* :P ;)

(Valerie laughs and takes Daphne's other arm. She, Older Davy, and a small group of rebels lead the drugged woman in pink and black off the stage.)

Davy: (Turns to Micky) Did you get everyone else out?

Carlita: Who was IN there, anyway?

Peter: Did you find my band?

Micky: *nods* Yes. EVERYbody was in there. It was a SEA of people! I did my best to get clothes for them, but I couldn't really send them anywhere. I just opened all the doors and let them leave on their own. I couldn't do more without wearing myself out. (Grins) I did manage to leave ONE soul in there. *grins* ;)

Daphne: And let me guess who THAT was. ;)

Jordan: Maybe you could take her out later, for Aunt Ursula's sake.

Peter: I'd like to see her back in prison. Or, better yet, in a maximum security insane asylum. :p

Micky: I will, when we can actually handle her better. Right now, we're kinda busy. *nods* I like the rubber room for her, personally. ;)

Carlita: Do you know where they're keeping Suzanna?

Micky: I think she was sleeping it off with the geek squad back in the computer room. *grins* I did use my powers enough to bring anyone we knew back to the room. :)

Carlita: I'll go help her sleep it off. Just give me the general directions. ;)

Micky: *points* Go in the side door, down the hall, through the double doors, down another hall, and listen for the snoring. ;)

Carlita: Got it. (Winks) Enjoy the rest of the show, 'cause I'M sure gonna. ;) (She saunters back towards the main house. When she's gone, Davy grabs Alex by his collar)

Davy: Ok, Alexander the Ass, that leaves just two more people unaccounted for - Emma and Katie.

Jordan: Where are they? Did you hurt them? :(

Peter: And where's Michael? Did you hurt HIM? :p :(

Alex: The women are on stage. ;) I don't know where your great leader is. :P

Jordan: Where onstage? :(

Alex: *smirks* What do you think's IN those crates? ;)

Davy: (Shakes Alex) You're gonna bring Em and Katie back, stop the robot bands, and let the 'uman musicians back onstage. NOW. X(

Micky: *grins, moving next to Davy* Or else. ;)

Peter: You told me fireworks and equipment for the light show were in those crates! They're supposed to be brought up to the roof to use for the final act! :o

Jordan: DON'T HURT KATIE! :( :O

Alex: Not if you can find them. >:)

Daphne: That's it. Let's stop this show...once and for all! X(

(That's when the music the robots onstage were playing suddenly stops. The amps have died, and all is silent except for the babble of the crowd and the announcers trying to explain where the music went. The robots all bend over, their eyes going dark. They drop their weapons or instruments.)

Lauren: What the heck?

Mike: YEEEEEHAAWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D

Micky: *rolls his eyes* And he gives Dave and me a hard time about our egos and love of the spotlight. :P ;)

(Everything goes completely dark. Suddenly, there's a blast of colored light, followed by smoke, glitter, and a familiar dark-blue glow. A group of human people in glittery costumes appear onstage. When the glow subsides, it reveals a man all in black western-style gear, his face shadowed by a black velvet cloak.)

Mick: *nods* Now that's an entrance. ;)

Mike: (Over the amps) Hello out there in TV Land! This is Papa Rio, Southern California's favorite DJ and local music man! We're going to take this little show and put it back in the hands of the folks it really belongs to - the HUMAN folks.

(Other robots in security outfits are beginning to run onstage, surrounding Mike and his backup band.)

Peter: (Looks at Micky) Mick, do you remember the song we worked on together a few years ago that Shelia rejected? ;)

Micky: *thinks a moment, then grins* Yeah! :D ;)

Jordan: We'll get to play?

Peter: For a world-wide audience. ;) :D

Davy: Let's GO then! ;) :D

*Alex groans.* :P

Peter: The remaining rebels will stay with Alex. The rest of us will show that crowd some REAL music. ;)

(The rebels take Alex's arms as the rest of the crew run onstage.)

Mike: Wha...(audible grin)...and here's one of Papa Rio's favorite bands, The Monkees!

Peter: (Leans over a microphone) And we have a brand-new, never-before-heard song for you and for our audience across the globe! (Makes sheet music appear before the musicians)

*Micky grabs up the drumsticks, then hands them off to Mick. Micky reaches for a chordless mic.* ;)

(Peter and Jordan play basses together, as Peter helps his son with the chords. :) )

(Davy takes the tamborine; Daphne grabs a guitar. ;) :D)

(Mike, still under his black velvet cloak, has a guitar.)

*Lauren picks up another tambourine, while Shelly has three maracas in each hand.* ;)

("That Was Then, This is Now" begins. The crowd, which had been rather glazed and lifeless up until this point, slowly begin to stir, clap, cheer, and dance to the music. :) )

(About half-way through the song, Mike turns his guitar over to one of the back-up musicians and takes off into the shadows again.)

*Alex takes advantage of the crew that's supposed to be watching HIM and are instead are watching the performance to sneak away.* ;)

(Mike sees Alex and follows him.)

Peter: (Looks up on the top catwalks of the partially open stage, where the equpiment that's creating the lights and crates and boxes of fireworks are set up; sees Alex, then Mike) Guys, Alex is up there! :o (Points)

Jordan: Uncle Mike, too! :o

Micky: Oh, great. :P

(The audience turns to watch the drama on top of the stage, gasping. Even the cameras turn towards them.)

*Alex is carefully making his way to the crates.*

Peter: (As "That Was Then" ends) Micky, play something to cover me! (Drops his bass and goes towards the roof)

Jordan: Dad! Uncle Mike! Katie! (Drops his bass and follows his father)

Micky: Right! *goes into "Secret Heart"* :D ;)

(Cut to the top of the stage. Mike looks for Alex and the crates, pushing past crates and light equipment as beams of colored lights and twinkling "stars" shine down on the stage. He lets loose with a roar as he throws off his black cloak.)

Mike: Where are you, Alex? WHERE ARE KATIE AND EMMA? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH THEM? X(

(Neither is aware that several of the cameras have turned towards them. ;) )

(Peter and Jordan run upstairs as fast as they can.)

Alex: *appears next to one of the crates; holds a crowbar in one hand and a lighter in the other* Wouldn't you like to know? :P ;) >:)

Mike: Why did you do this to them? X(

Alex: I knew they'd draw you out and I could use them as leverage to get you to cooperate. >:)

Mike: I ain't givin' up my business to you, Alex. I know what you want. You replaced the musicians in this show with robots - ALL of the musicians, no matter WHO they work for. X(

Alex: That's right! It was a damn good plan, and it would've worked, too! Part of my problem was not getting rid of Shelia sooner, and the other was YOU! :P X-(

Mike: Why, Alex? Why replace the musicians with robots? They can't sing or play worth a damn. :p

Peter: (Quietly, as he emerges) I know why.

Mike: (Looks behind him in shock) PETE?

*Alex narrows his eyes, a slight smirk appearing.*

Peter: It's the music, Michael. That's why the audience was so listless. The robots were hypnotizing them.

Mike: (Growls; turns to Alex) You NUTJOB! X(

Alex: *smirk widens* Why, thank you. ;) >:)

Peter: He wants to use the robots to brainwash the audience, both the one here and the TV audience, into brainless human robots he can control. (Quieter; narrows his eyes) Like he did to me. X(

Mike: Pete, you...

Peter: (Puts his hand up) Michael, I'm all right now, no thanks to that jerk. :p

*Alex is working on a crate.* ;) >:)Mike: Alex, what...

Jordan: (As he joins them) No! Katie! :o :(

Mike: Jordan?

*Alex pulls the top off one crate and holds up his lighter, grinning.* :D ;) >:)

Mike: (Roars) NO! DON'T! YOU SON OF A BITCH, GET AWAY FROM THEM!

(There's a roar and a dark-blue light around Mike...and a grizzled older wolf with grayish-black fur stands foaming in his place. The wolf starts to attack Alex, but he holds the lighter over the now-open crate.)

Emma: (Shakes off her black silk gag - she lays in the crate, bound tightly with ropes of fireworks and explosives) Mike! Honey, don't!

(Alex pries the lid off the second fireworks box, revealing Katie also bound with fireworks and struggling angrily. X( )

Alex: *trying to fend off the wolf* I'll drop it! >:)

(The wolf pulls back, growling in pure rage but unable to go after him...until Alex suddenly doubles over. The camera cuts to the two Thorklesons, who play a bit of "Cripple Creek." ;) :D)

Peter: (Launches into "Higher and Higher") Mike, go get 'im!

Jordan: We'll help Aunt Emma and Kate!

*While doubled over, the lighter falls from Alex's hand. Micky catches it below.* ;)

(The wolf jumps on Alex, tussling with him. Mid-song, Mike returns to his human form, but continues wrestling with the clone. He finally gets him off, drawing his broadsword and holding it to Alex's chest. Peter and Jordan rush to Emma and Katie and untie them as the song finishes.)

Peter: (Eyes widen; indicates a fuse that was lit) Oh, god!

Jordan: Uncle Mike, we've got to get outta here! :o

Alex: *smirks* Well? >:)

Katie: (Dazed; sees her father) Daddy? :o

Emma: (Peter helps her to her feet) Honey, don't kill him. That wouldn't make you any better than him.

Mike: Em, he deserves it.

Emma: (Shakes her head) What he deserves is a nice rubber room in a very old building where the newest technology is the fireplace. ;)

Peter: Don't hurt him, Michael!

Alex: Come on, what's it gonna be, Rio? ;) >:)

Mike: (Puts his sword back) Alex, I don't like you. In fact, I hate you. I just ain't a killer.

Alex: Isn't that refreshing? ;) >:)

Peter: (Puts a hand on Mike's shoulder) I knew you could do it, Michael. Deep down, I knew you wouldn't do harm. :)

Mike: (Growls) Don't push it, Pete. :p

Katie: (Indicates the fuse on the fireworks) Um, I think this would be a good time to make our appearance onstage. :o

Jordan: We've got to get out of here NOW!

Katie: Before we become Kentucky Fried Chicken the hard way. :p

Alex: I was just getting started! >:)

Emma: (As Mike grabs a long wire; Peter does the same, and Jordan grabs Katie and a wire) I've always wanted a man to do this to me. ;)

Mike: What, sweep you off your feet? ;)

Emma: No, be able to pick me up. ;)

(Mike shakes his head laughing as the two swing down, followed by Peter shaking his head)

Katie: (Gives Jordan a kiss on his cheek) Good luck! :)

Alex: Hey! I'm not done with you yet! :P X-(

(Jordan blushes the whole way down :">)

Alex: *yells* I'm not finished! *notices the fuse is almost to the end; eyes widen* Oh, shit. :P :-O

(Mike, Emma, and Peter land as "Higher and Higher" ends...and there's a massive explosion of color, lights, and fireworks over Shelia's mansion. ;) :D)

(Jordan and Katie end up falling on their rears. :p)

Micky: *grins; holding the lit lighter up* Look at all the pretty colors. ;) :D

Mike: (Throws off his black cloak entirely and puts his arms around Katie and Emma) Ok, folks, I'm Mike Nesmith. I’m Rio. I used to be one of the Monkees, but now I'm the proud owner of Magnetic South Media (looks at his two ladies) and a very happy father. ;) :) :X

*Lauren claps, grinning. Micky hoots and whistles.* ;)

Peter: (Leans into the mic) I'm Peter Tork, former member of the Monkees, head of the New Commodore Project, the husband of Valerie Thorkleson, owner of Headquarters Records, and the happy father of two wonderful sons. :D

Katie: (Eyes wide) Daddy, YOU were...

Mike: I've been "Rio" for three years, honey.

Micky: *takes up his drumsticks from Mick* I knew it all along. ;) :P

*Lauren rolls her eyes at Micky.* :P

Emma: I figured it out when I heard you use the same words you said to me the first day we kissed on the air. :) :X

Mike: You heard that? :o

(Emma just nods with a small smile.)

Voice from Offstage: Mike...

(The older Davy joins them, Daphne still leaning on him. Valerie is behind them; she runs to Peter.)

Mike: Davy...

Older Davy: Don't say anythin', Mike. (They go to each other tentatively; Davy just smiles and puts out a hand) Friends?

Mike: (Shakes the hand) Always, Dave. :) (They finally hug)

*Micky grins, twirling his sticks.* :D

Older Daphne: About time they did that... (groans) Oh, god, what did that little prick GIVE me? :p

Younger Davy: (From the crowd) That's so SWEET, Daph. :D

Younger Daphne: I love happy endings. ;)

Micky: *sits behind the drumkit* Hey, are we gonna play, or what? ;) :D

Mike: (Takes a guitar) Well, would you folks like us to play for you? ;)

(Massive roar from the crowd. ;) :D)

Mike: (Turns to the guys) How about "Listen to the Band?" ;)

Peter: That's one of your best songs! :D

Micky: Works for me! ;)

Older Davy: (Shrugs) Why not? ;)

Mike: Ok, everyone. One, and a two, and a...

(And we go into a concert performance video for "Listen to the Band." Younger Davy and Daphne dance together in the crowd. The kids play their instruments or dance. The other musicians onstage dance, too. Carlita and Suzanna stumble out of the house in each other's arms, grinning, followed by the dazed geeks. ;) )

(There's a honk of a horn, and Ursula drives up...pulling the Mustang along behind her. The Mustang is covered with barbecue sauce, cream pies, cookies and cream ice cream, pudding and gelatin pops, popsycles, Kool Aid, and chocolate. ;) )

(Ursula drives right onstage as the song winds down with a huge party as people dance onto the stage, playing instruments, singing, having fun. :D)

(Cut to much later after the song winds down and the camera fades out on an arial shot of the stage full of dancing, singing people. When it fades back in, he stage is empty except for the four Monkees, their spouses and families, Carlita and Suzanna, the younger Davy and Daphne, and Ursula and her catch. ;) )

Ursula: (Honks) Our friend the Mustang told me Alex's entire plan after I ran him into the food court. ;)

Micky: Nice job, Urse! ;)

Ursula: Thank you, Micky. I had to shake him somehow, and since a cliff wasn't avalible, I used several tables instead. ;)

Lauren: That works just as well. ;)

Younger Davy: (Sighs) So, this all 'ad to do wit' Alex and the robots, from the very beginning?

Peter: (Nods) Alex wanted to replace Trinity's musicians with robots for years, but Shelia kept saying no. Not only do they play lousy music, but it's a bit difficult to seduce a robot and remove their soul...and that's all SHELIA wanted.

Mike: (Quietly, as he strums his guitar) Pete, how...how did Shelia and Alex get to you?

Peter: (Turns away, strumming a bit of "Higher and Higher" on the banjo) After I hit you, I ran and hid in bar. They asked me to play a few songs, since I was still fairly well-known as a Monkee, and I played. Alex saw me and told me he and Shelia were starting a label and I'd be perfect to lead my own band and be the label's first star. :(

Valerie: Shelia seduced you that night. I...I felt it. I felt her corrupt your soul. I'd never had such a nasty burning in my chest in my entire life. It felt like my chest was melting. :p :(

Peter: (Nods, fighting tears) Alex brought me to what was, at that time, their hide-out, before Shelia bought this mansion. Alex injected me with some weird, colorful substance and locked me in a room with Shelia. She told me she'd make me a star on my own, without the others, that I would have my own band and be able to make my own music. (Voice cracks a bit) She lied to me. I played HER music, the music she and Alex wrote or got from other people on their label. I hadn't played my own music in six years until yesterday. :(

Valerie: (Puts her arm around him; he finally sobs into her shoulder) Oh, honey... :(

Jordan: (Puts his hand on his father's shoulder) Dad, it's ok. You're with us now, and we'll play your music. :)

Peter: (Sniffles and smiles at his wife and son) That's true, isn't it? :)

Katie: Yeah. :)

Micky: *nods* You bet! :)

Valerie: What I want to know is (turns to Mike) what your part is in all of this, Mr. Nesmith.

Emma: He's "Rio." ;)

Mike: Have been for three years. (Grins at Emma) Can't put one over on a Nesmith. ;)

Katie: You sure fooled ME! (Makes a face and mutters) I can't BELIEVE I was drooling over my own dad! :p

Emma: (Looks Mike over) Sometimes, reality IS better than fantasy. ;)

*Micky snorts.* ;)

Mike: (Sighs) I started First National Radio as a way to give struggling musicians who were being ignored by Trinity Records and Broadcasting a chance to be heard and to play the music THEY wanted to play, not the stuff Shelia and Alex sanctioned. :p

Older Daphne: But why "Rio?"

Mike: (Shrugs) I had to lead somehow, and usin' my own name on the air would be a dead giveaway to Shelia and Alex that Magnetic South was bankrollin' First National Radio.

Suzanna: He's the one who came up with the system of bells that warned us of raids and had the tunnels under LA and the surrounding area built, so we could leave quickly and without being noticed.

Carlita: That's why the Trinity goons couldn't find us. We were UNDER them. ;)

Micky: Nice trick. ;)

Mike: Thanks. ;)

Suzanna: We were all hand-picked. Most of the First National DJs were struggling local artists and kids having a hard time elsewhere in the recording industry. (Sighs) Let's just say our (indicates her and Carlita) relationship doesn't go over well in many of the nicer circles, even in the media industry. :p

Mike: I hired a lot of minorities and women who were having a hard time getting their voices heard elsewhere.

Emma: Mike...why did you push me away? I've been working against Shelia for almost five years now. We all have. Why didn't you say you were doing all this? We could have helped each other much sooner!

Katie: Yeah, Daddy! I've known for a long time you were doing something weird, but you never want to talk to me anymore.

Mike: (Sighs) I had no idea YOU were involved with sabotagin’ Shelia. I didn't want you gettin' hurt. It was my fault Pete quit and was seduced, and my fault the band broke up. I just didn't want anyone else gettin' in trouble because I did somethin’ stupid.

Katie: Daddy, it wasn't your fault!

Emma: Mike...

Mike: Em, I'm the one who wanted total control of the band, the guys, and what music we played. (Face is indecipherable) Look at what happened to Alex and Shelia when THEY tried to control what people hear.

Ursula: Michael, don't torment yourself this way. Yes, you did make quite a few mistakes, but it's not too late to amend them.

Micky: *nods* That's right, Mike. We're all back together now.

Ursula: (Nudges the Mustang) I think this machine has a few things of his own to explain. I happen to know from all his bragging that he was VERY close to his master. Why don't you tell them everything you know, in detail, that pertains to Alex, Shelia, and their activities involving Trinity, robots, and drugs? ;)

Mustang: *sighs* Plain and simple, Alex was into drug running. He took it in from Mexico and South America and shipped it out. He had everything coming and going, and his payment was his choice of drugs to keep. Alex created the robots, though I suspect Micky had a hand in reprogramming some of them. Shelia just wanted to collect souls. She asked Alex if he had an ideas for an easier way to collect the souls. That's when he came across Micky and his computer ideas. Remove souls and replace those people with robots, and the world became much more agreeable with Shelia and Alex’s point of view. Alex didn't like being "second in command" anymore. He wanted to be in charge because he had all the "great ideas," and that's where the removal of Shelia's soul comes into play.

Mike: We'd suspected Alex of drug running for years. :p

Ursula: (Narrows her eyes) You wouldn't know what happened to my sister, would you? I'm not terribly fond of her, but she IS my sister, and even SHE doesn't deserve what I'm sure Alex did to her. :p

Mustang: He turned her into a doll and put her soul in The Network.

Peter: (Gulps; quietly) They used me to collect souls, too. I took the soul from almost everyone I came in contact with in the music industry, and quite a few women whom I seduced with promises of a night with a rock star or a job with Trinity. (Sadly) I HURT those people. I felt every single soul that I removed, and it was terrible. Those people were in horrible pain, like something was being ripped from their bodies. :(

(Valerie hugs her husband; Jordan gives Peter a hug, too. Peter's surprised when he turns and recieves a third, smaller hug from Katie.)

Katie: It's all right, Uncle Peter. You're ok now. :)

Peter: I hurt those people, Katie. Some of them ended up in the Network, but most of them are still walking around without souls. :(

Mike: Buddy, it'll be ok.

Valerie: (Sighs) There's no way we can replace the souls that were lost. (Peter sobs) However, we CAN make sure no other souls are taken that way and that no one is ever put through that kind of agony again.

Peter: I just...I just want to play my music. :(

Ursula: Micky, what about you and David? What are your parts in this?

Younger Davy: Good question, Urse.

Davy: We're two regular James Bonds, we are. ;)

Jordan: You're spies? :o

Katie: Wicked cool! :D

Micky: *shrugs* Just took advantage of the situation I was in. I passed info on to Davy, and he passed it to Lauren and the others. :D

Mike: (Raises his eyebrows) YOU guys? /:)

Micky: Yes, US! :P ;)

Ursula: You've always underestimated your men, White Knight. ;)

Mike: But they're...

Micky: We're what?

Ursula: Not "kiddies" anymore. ;) 8-|

Micky: *nods* I thought the thinning hair was proof enough of that. *runs a hand through his hair* ;) :P

Younger Davy: Mike, maybe I shouldn't talk, but it seems to me that what you need to do is learn to let go...and let the guys be what they are.

Ursula: David is right, Michael.

Emma: Honey, we love you, but you have to remember, things are different now. Some things really HAVE changed.

Younger Daphne: (Smiles) But what matters in the end is that you all love each other, and that you all love to make music.

Younger Davy: Together. :)

Mike: (Mutters) Yeah. I guess I sorta forgot that.

Davy: (Shrugs) I did, too. We all got so caught up in other things, we forgot what's important.

Peter: The music. :)

Emma: And your friendship.

Micky: I just wish it wouldn't take something so monumental to make us REMEMBER that. ;)

Valerie: (Smiles) You know, you guys went over really well tonight. The crowds ate you up. :)

Peter: Tonight was the biggest rush I've had since our first real tour! :D

Micky: Felt so good to be in front of a huge crowd again. :D

Emma: Whatever you guys had back in 1971, you still have. :)

Ursula: And this includes your fighting abilities as well. ;)

Younger Davy: Maybe you just need some time to let people get to know you all ovah again. :)

Daphne: Tonight was a good start. You were only seen by a whole TV audience.

Valerie: What you guys need is to get back on TV.

Micky: That'd be so awesome!

Mike: (Rubs his chin thoughtfully) I think I can handle that...

Emma: Honey?

Mike: (Grins at the guys) How would you guys like to make a few videos for Magnetic South TV? ;)

Peter: US? Together? :D

Micky: YES! (Grins) Can I direct? ;) :D

Mike: Sure, Mick. Just don't go too far over budget. ;)

Micky: Scouts honor! ;) *grins*

Davy: That would be great, mate. I've missed performin' rathah badly.

Younger Davy: You mean, I don't perform anymore? :p :(

Davy: Just when the light turns on in the fridge, mate. ;)

Daphne: He does ten minutes in front of the refrigerator every morning. ;)

Lauren: Oh brother. :P ;)

Mike: Magnetic South will launch a whole advertising campaign around the return of the Monkees. We'll put out posters, books, videos of our old specials, T-Shirts, lunch boxes, the whole works! :D

Valerie: Headquarters Records will rerelease all of the Monkees' old albums for their fifteenth anniversary...and will put out a new one VERY soon. ;)

Peter: How soon? :D

Valerie: As soon as the members and their friends can come up with new material. ;)

Micky: I got some already! :D ;)

Peter: I've worked on some songs in my more lucid moments, before Alex and Shelia came at me with drugs. :p

Davy: I've written ovah 200 songs, and that was just this mornin'! ;)

Younger Davy: You too? ;)

*Micky snorts.* :P ;)

Daphne: Oh please. :p

Younger Daphne: Yeah, right. I'm lucky if I can get you out of BED in the morning. :p

Emma: You know...(runs her hands over the drumset)...maybe you guys could go on a tour. You really played well for this crowd tonight, and I'm sure there will be questions tomorrow when the reporters start asking about tonight.

Valerie: A fifteenth anniversary tour! :D

Mike: Sponsored by Magnetic South Media and Headquarters Records. ;)

Micky: YES!!! :D

Lauren: Down, boy. ;)

Peter: (Looks at Jordan, Katie, and the twins) Could we bring some other bands, too? ;)

Katie: (Jaw drops) You mean...

Emma: I don't know. :p

Mick: Could we? :D

Shelly: Please? :D

Valerie: I wasn't thinking of the kids going, too. Who knows what's out there?

Micky: We'll be with them the whole time!

Jordan: Mom, PLEASE? This could be our big break, and I'd LOVE to travel the US and play for Dad and Uncle Micky and Uncle Davy! Besides, (puts an arm around his father) I want to get to know my dad better. :)

Peter: (Big puppy-dog eyes) Please, Valerie? I haven't seen the boy in six years!

Katie: (Also tries the big eye thing, but it doesn't work quite as well with her) Pretty please, Mom? They'd all watch me.

Emma: Why don't I go with you...and Lauren, too? I'm sure she could get some time off, and my book is almost done and ready to go to the publishers. ;)

Lauren: *grins* I'd love to go! ;)

Valerie: I can't, though. (Grins) SOMEONE has to arrange the promotion for your tour and your records! ;)

Mike: (Sighs) I can't, either. I can't leave Magnetic South.

Emma: Mike...

Mike: (Puts up a hand) I'll play with you when you pass through the LA area, and I'll make the records with you, but I'm not really much for touring. I didn't like doing it in the 70s. :p

Katie: Daaaaadddddyyyy....

Mike: (Shakes his head) Katie, I've got a lot going on with Magnetic South. (Grins) After all, someone's got to reorganize Trinity Records and Broadcasting and launch First National Radio and First National TV! ;)

Peter: (Puts a hand on Michael's shoulder) You feel a bit guilty, Michael, but we understand. We know you want to make Magnetic South and First National work...and SOMEONE'S got to stay behind the scenes. :)

Valerie: Someone's got to keep an eye on the rest of the kids, too. They're not all going to fit on a bus. ;)

Micky: Nor would we WANT them all on the bus. :P ;)

Daphne: I'll stay with any of my girls not up to the trip. Elizabeth and Sandra will likely want to go. I don't think Jessie will. Maryann will want to go, but will NOT be going. :p

Younger Davy: Shame. She's a little 'eartbreakah, and a smart litt'l buggah. ;)

Mick: *grins* Thank you, Aunt Daph. ;) :)

Daphne: You're welcome, Mick. I know she's been chasing you. You probably need some rest. ;)

Mick: More than you know. :P ;)

Davy: Of course she's chasin' 'im. She's a Jones. ;)

Younger Davy: She'll find bettah fish in the sea. ;)

Mick: And I thought it was the Dolenz charm. *waggles his eyebrows*

*Shelly laughs out loud.* :))

Mick: What?

(The Daphnes laugh; the Davys roll their eyes. :)) 8-| ))

Micky: I think you need to adjust the charm a bit, Junior. ;)

Mick: Is that my problem? ;)

Davy: We'll work on that durin' the tour. ;)

Ursula: (Nudges the Mustang again) Two more things. What about this hunk of junk, (sighs) and does ANYONE know where my sister is? We've really got to do something with her. We can't just leave her a doll forever. That would be something Alex would do. :p

Mustang: Who're you calling a "hunk of junk?" :P

Ursula: (Nudges the Mustang again, this time knocking half-melted popscycles into it's hood) You wouldn't know where Shelia is, would you? (She makes her voice sound very sweet and fluttery) I'll give you a big, sweet rub if you tell me! ;) :X

Mustang: *voice rises* Really? :D

Ursula: (Chuckles) Really. Now (rubs him in a rather...um, flattering...way) where did Alex put Shelia? ;)

Mustang: *laughs rather stupidly* She's in my trunk. ;)

Ursula: (Rubs him again) Why don't you open that for me? ;)

Younger Davy: This is the most disgusting thing I've ever seen. :p

Mike: What, you've never seen two cars this close to havin’ sex? ;)

Mustang: Gladly! *pops the trunk open* :D :x

Ursula: (Laughs) Thank you. ;) (Rubs him a little TOO hard...a lot of paint and some metal flakes off) There! THAT'S what you get for helping a madman! :p

Mustang: Hey! *pauses; sighs* Oh well. I got a rub out of it. ;)

(Mike takes a fashion doll with red hair, a business suit, and a rather stupid smile out of the trunk.)

Peter: What are we going to do with her?

Mike: Who wants to turn her back, so we can send her to a nice, quiet loony bin? :p

Micky: *smirks* Can I do it?

Ursula: You may be the only one who can. Your clone was the one who turned her into a doll in the first place. :p

Micky: It's nice to be needed. ;) :P

*Micky sets the doll on the ground and concentrates on it. He concentrates harder, closing his eyes. A dark blue light surrounds the doll and grows until it dissipates, leaving Shelia as she was before, but with her hands tied behind her back. Micky swipes the back on one hand across his forehead.* #:-S

Shelia: What's going on? Where's Alex? I want to hurt that little traitor so badly... X(

Ursula: Alex is no longer among the living, Shelia dear, no thanks to you. :p

Micky: He kinda went up in smoke. ;)

Jordan: He was burned to death by the big fireworks and light display at the end of the concert!

Shelia: (Glares) What are you going to do with me now? I'll fight you all tooth and nail if I have to! X(

Mike: Shelia, it's time for you to have a rest.

Micky: A nice, long rest. ;)

Shelia: I won't!

Ursula: Dear, it's over. If you don't end up in jail for kidnapping, fraud, theft, illegal raids, and accessory to drug running, among other things, you're probably headed for a nice, safe little hospital where they can help that sexual obsession of yours. :p

Shelia: I won't go willingly. X(

Mike: Who wants to make her go willingly? ;)

Micky: Peter, would you like to do the honors? ;)

Peter: (Smiles) Why not? (Looks at Ursula) I have an idea...and I promise I won't hurt her. This may even help her. :)

(He concentrates on the screaming, thrashing Shelia. She's enveloped by a dark blue light. When it disspates, a little girl with red hair in a buisness suit five sizes too big for her sits in her place.)

Shelia: (Looks around, still crying) W...where am I?

Peter: (Picks up the little girl) You're onstage. (Smiles) I'm Peter.

Shelia: I'm Shelia! (Holds up her hand) I'm four! I'm gonna be five someday! :D

Micky: *grins* Good job, Pete! :D ;)

Peter: I thought the best way to help her would be to give her a fresh start. (Smiles) You're gonna stay with me and Mama Valerie now, little lady. Would you like that?

Shelia: I just wanna go home. My head feels funny, and I'm hungry. :p :(

Valerie: (Smiles and takes the child) Austin and I will take care of her while you’re on tour, honey. I love my boys, but I've always wanted a daughter. :)

Jordan: Austin's not gonna believe this! ;)

Shelia: Who's Austin?

Jordan: My little brother...and now, your other big brother. :)

Shelia: (Grins widely) REALLY? I'm gonna have a family?

Ursula: Yes, dear. You'll have a real family, and a father who will love you and encourage you to collect nothing but records and toys. :)

Katie: I like her better little. She's cute. :)

Lauren: She's definitely more preferable this way. ;)

Valerie: (Smiles at Shelia) We'll borrow some of Maryann's clothes for tonight, but tomorrow before Mommy's business meeting, why don't us ladies take you to the mall to buy you some clothes, toys, and records? :)

Shelia: REALLY? :D

Valerie: That suit is just a bit too big for you, honey. :)

Emma: We'll make it a girls-only outing. ;)

Katie: We'll teach you how to shop. ;)

Lauren: *grins at Micky* And how to spend guys' money. ;)

*Micky groans.* :P

Shelia: (Grins) YEAH! :D ;)

Daphne: (Laughs) Kid, I like you already. ;)

Shelia: Thank you! :D

Shelly: Don't worry, Daddy, we'll leave you some money. Maybe. ;)

Micky: *grins* Please, no favors. ;)

Jordan: (As the others gather around little Shelia) Katie, can I talk to you?

Katie: Sure, Jordan.

Jordan: (Pulls Katie to the side of the stage) Well, it's about tonight. I...I mean...I think I...how can I tell you this?

Katie: Jordan, tell me what?

(Jordan takes her in his arms and gently kisses her. :X)

Younger Davy: (Cut back to the others) I think it's time we went home.

Younger Daphne: We did what we were brought her for.

Davy: It's a shame you can't stay...but I suspect that would mess up a lot of things in the timeline.

Ursula: Like you wouldn't imagine. :p

Micky: I have a pretty good idea of how messed up it would be. :P

Younger Davy: (Turns to Micky and hugs him) Thanks for havin' us while we were 'ere. Tell the othah kids that we said good bye and it was nice meetin' them.

Micky: *grins* You're welcome, man. I will. :)

Carlita: (Shakes Davy's hand) It was nice meetin' you, too. (Grins) We're going to take a vacation before we come back to Magnetic South. ;)

Suzanna: (Winks) A very, very LONG vacation. ;) :X

Daphne: (Hugs Lauren) Thanks for taking me shopping! ;)

Lauren: *returns the hug* You're welcome! Anytime. ;) :D

Micky: Anytime? :P

Younger Davy: (He and Daphne hug the twins) Thanks, kids. Good luck on tour. :)

Mick: *smiles* Thanks, guys. :)

Shelly: Thank you. :)

Younger Daphne: Look us up if you're ever in 1971. ;)

Mick: We will! ;)

(They hug everyone else in turn. Older Davy grins at Younger Davy, shaking his hand.)

Older Davy: (Nudges Younger Davy, indicating Daphne) Be good, now. Don't chase aftah anythin' she can see. ;)

Younger Davy: I know bettah than that. ;)

Younger Daphne: You'd BETTER not, boy! :p

Daphne: I've told him (indicates her husband) that for fifteen years. ;) :p

Micky: *appears behind Older Davy* And he still doesn't listen. ;) *moves away quickly*

Ursula: (As Older Davy pretends to smack Micky over the head with a tambourine) All right, you two, that's enough. (Looks at Younger Daphne and Younger Davy) Will you two be able to leave on your own? I've got (nudges the Mustang) things to deal with. ;)

Younger Daphne: I think we'll manage. ;)

*The Mustang whimpers.* :) :P

Younger Davy: (Smiles at Shelia) You be good for Papa Peter and Mama Valerie now. :)

Shelia: I will, Mister Davy! :D

Younger Daphne: Where's Jordan and Katie?

Ursula: Oh, they're around. ;)

(Camera quickly cuts to Jordan and Katie, who are kissing more deeply. ;) )

Peter: (Eyes widen) Oh, my...

Valerie: He's too young for that position! :p

Mick: *folds his arms; nods* Not bad. ;)

Mike: Man, they’re just kids! :p

Emma: (Shakes her head) Let his mother worry. She does it enough. ;)

Younger Davy: Just tell them we said good-bye. ;)

Younger Daphne: And we hope they have a nice wedding. ;)

Micky: *drapes an arm around Lauren’s shoulders* They start so young. ;)

Younger Davy: (Takes Daphne's hand) Ready, luv?

Younger Daphne: Ready! (Waves) Bye! :)

(There's a dark blue light around both of them, and when it dissipates, they're gone.)

Mike: I hope they make it back ok.

Peter: I'm sure they know what they're doing. :)

Micky: After all, *motions to Davy and Daphne* they're here. ;)

Davy: That's true, ain't it? ;)

Mike: (Strums his guitar) What would you guys say to some playin'? ;)

Peter: (Nods) We've got all this equipment here, (smiles at Shelia in Valerie's arm) and someone new to play for. :)

Micky: I say YEAH! :D ;)

Shelia: Ooooh, I wanna hear you play! I like music! I wanna be a singer someday! :D

Valerie: (Laughs) Maybe you will be someday, Shelia. Maybe you will. :)

Lauren: *mutters* Just not with Micky. :P ;)

Micky: *slight grin* What was that, babe? ;)

Lauren: *shakes her head* Nothing. ;)

Davy: (Looks at Micky as the others chuckle) Why don't we teach the guys that new song we were workin' on, mate, "You and I?" :)

(Katie and Jordan are STILL kissing. ;) :X)

Micky: Sure! :)

Peter: (Sighs and takes the bass as Valerie and Shelia stand behind a keyboard) It feels nice to play with you guys again. :)

Mike: Maybe things ain't changed as much as I thought. :)

Micky: *picks up his sticks and twirls them* Naaaahhhh. *drops the sticks; they roll underneath the drumkit* Hang on. I dropped my sticks. ;) :P

Emma: (Takes a microphone, laughing) Not at all, baby. Not at all. ;)

(Daphne picks up a guitar. Lauren and Davy get tambourines. Shelly grabs her six maracas. ;) )

*Mick picks up a guitar and grins.* :D ;)

Davy: Ok, guys, ready? :D

Peter: For music?

Valerie: Always. :)

Emma: Mike...

Mike: Em, I don't know if I can live with you. I love you, but we just end up fussin' and feudin'. It's hard on us, and it's hard on our kids.

Emma: But for now, honey, (gently takes his hand) let's just make music together. :)

Davy: Ok, guys. Follow Micky and I. (He leads off into the 90s "You and I." Mike plays the guitar, watching his bandmates...and his maybe ex-wife as she sings and dances a little. Peter stays close by Valerie, the two of them playing in harmony. Katie and Jordan continue to kiss. :) :X ;) )

(Davy and Daphne show off for the non-existant audience. Davy catches Daphne when she holds her head and wobbles. :) ;) )

(Shelia dances around the stage, clapping, singing, and laughing. :D)

*Lauren stands off to the side by Micky's drums, swaying. He's paying more attention to her than the drums.* ;)

*Mick plays his guitar like a madman as Shelly makes faces at her brother.* ;)

(Ursula even sways to the music, sometimes nudging the Mustang. ;) )

*If the Mustang could blush, he WOULD be!* ;)

(The camera finally pulls away from them and towards the light of the stage as the song comes to an end. As the song fades out, the camera also fades out on the stage lights...and fade in on the bright blue of a Pacific Ocean sky. We gradually see the beach in 1971 again, with the 1971 Monkees and their wives, baby Katie, and the toddler twins sitting and impatiently waiting for Davy and Daphne to return.)

Mike: (Looks at his watch) Man, it's been almost four and a half minutes. I wonder where they could be?

Peter: They'll be here, Mike! Micky and Lauren wouldn't let anything happen to them!

Mike: That's what scares me. ;) :p

Micky: Funny, Mike. :P ;)

Emma: Miiiiikkkeeeee... :p

Micky: Man, Mike, they've got another half a minute! :P ;)

(Mike plays with Katie, rubbing her stomach; she giggles.)

(Suddenly, there's a dark blue light. The 1971 Davy and Daphne, now back in their original clothing, walk onto the beach hand in hand. ;) )

Mike: Where have you two BEEN? :p

Davy: The future. ;)

Peter: Was it nice? :D

Daphne: I'm not too sure about that. :p

Valerie: I want to hear all about it! We all do! :D

Micky: What'd we look like? ;)

Daphne: As handsome as ever. Davy had a weird do, though. Mike has a beard. Micky’s losing hair, but he still has curls. ;)

Davy: I don't think it looked all THAT weird. :p

Mike: (Rubs his beardless chin) I'd look good with a beard.

Peter: Am I really dead? :o

Mike: What's the kiddies like?

Micky: *eyes widen* I'm losing hair?! *clamps both hands over his hair* Don't listen! :P :(

Lauren: Mick... :P *rolls her eyes*

Daphne: (Laughs) Why don't we go inside, and we'll tell you about the future? ;)

Davy: I know one thing's for certain. I'm NEVAH going to take you guys our or music for granted evah again.

Daphne: Me either.

Mike: What brought that on?

Davy: Let's just say we both learned how important the music is...and playing it with you guys. :)

Valerie: (Rubs her stomach) What's our future child like? :)

Peter: What's the music like?

Micky: What's the technology like?

Lauren: Is Micky still a nut? ;)

Micky: Babe! :P ;)

Davy: (Grins) Yes, Lauren. ;)

Lauren: *grins* Just checking. ;)

Daphne: Micky, the technology's AMAZING! (Pulls a phone communicator from her pocket) Look at what the future you made! It can even take pictures! :D

Davy: We kept two souveniers of our trip. ;)

Mike: Maybe he shouldn't see that. He doesn't need ideas. :p

Micky: *eyes widen; jaw drops* That is BEYOND groovy! :D

Lauren: *sighs* Too late. :P

Micky: Can I see one of those? ;)

Davy: Do you know how happy I am to hear the world "groovy" again? ;)

Daphne: Sure, Mick! Here you go! (Hands Micky the communicator)

Mike: Why don't we go back inside and finish up work on the Pad?

Micky: *grins like a little kid at Christmas* Oh, I love this! :D

Emma: We'll go, Mike, but I think Micky's occupied. ;)

Mike: I've gotta new song I want you guys to play...

Lauren: We can leave him. He can find his way when he isn't so preoccupied. ;)

Davy: (Quickly puts a hand on Mike's shoulder) Why don't we play one of the songs we all did, like "Goin' Down," or just make up new words to "Zilch?" :)

Emma: You can't be in control all the time, honey.

Davy: And trust me, Mike, you won't want to.

Mike: (Sighs, thoughtful, then) Well...why not? Let's go jam. (Shakes his head) But after we jam, we work on the Pad. I want to at least start the bedrooms.

Peter: All RIGHT! (Grabs Valerie) Come on, Val! Let's go celebrate being rock stars! :D (Drags her gently up to the beach house)

Valerie: Oh, Peter! :)

Mike: (Takes Katie) Hey, Em, after we get rid of the guys and put Katie to bed, wanna... (just grins)

Emma: (Grins back) We'll see, honey. ;) (She puts the leftover cookies and lemonade in a basket and goes up to the beach house)

Mike: Awww! (Grins at Katie) Don't worry, cowgirl. Papa's gonna get Mama, and we'll show you how to handle a man after you got him. ;)

Lauren: *picks up after the twins* Come on, you two, we're going inside. *looks at Micky, who's still messing with the communicator; sighs* Mick, you gonna join us, or what? ;)

Micky: *looks up* Did you say something, babe?

Lauren: Come on, Mick. *shakes her head* ;)

Davy: 'E'll be there all yeah, luv. ;)

*Micky shrugs and follows after Lauren, who tries to help the twins, but they want to climb the steps themselves.* ;)

Daphne: (Laughs) Some things really DON'T change! :D

Davy: (Takes Daphne's arm) And I wouldn't 'ave it any other way. ;)

Daphne: (As she takes Davy's arm) You know what, Davy? Me either! ;) :D

(The camera follows the group as they walk up to the beach house...and fades out on Micky as he stops to fool around with the communicator one more time before Lauren calls him up to the Pad and the camera fades out entirely. ;) )