Ok, ready? :)

Micky: I am!

Mike: Yeah, me too.

Davy: Ready,

Peter: Help is on it's way! :D

(We open in front of a sprawling building tucked amid the mountains of Northern California. It looks like a series of bulky glass and brick blocks dropped in a valley.)

Mike: (The two cars stop; Mike gets out of the first one, followed by Angelica) We're here.

Peter: (Climbs out) Wow, that building's...

Valerie: (Mutters) Ugly. I hope you didn't design that, Mick. :p

Micky: Uh, no. :P

Katie: (Frowns) Jordan said they were working on new programs here, including software for keyboards and digital instruments.

Valerie: That must be part of the new software Angelica mentioned. I wonder if the man who offered the older Peter digital instruments works here, too?

Katie: Papa certainly seems interested. (Makes a face) Look at the way he's acting over Angelica! I haven't seen him this interested in any woman since...(quieter)...since he and Mama divorced.

Peter: (Takes Micky aside) Micky, we have to be careful. I don't like the vibes I'm getting from that place.

Micky: *frowns* Great.

Peter: It's evil. Not the pure, concentrated evil I get off of Sheila and Alex's homes, but...sinister. There's something awful going on in there.

Micky: That does not surprise me.

Peter: And I don't like the way she's acting with Mike. (We briefly cut to Angelica smiling and taking Mike's arm. Mike is smiling, too. Katie scowls behind them.)

Micky: I don't like her.

Peter: She has some kind of a mask on. Her aura fluctuates.

Micky: Interesting...

Peter: She's cold, bitter, sad...and then, she's charming, witty, cute. It's like there's another person's aura under the one she's giving off now.

Micky: Maybe we could peel that mask off of her.

Peter: For Mike's sake...and his daughter's.

(They all enter the building. The inside is...gorgeous. The furniture is the latest attracve modern style, done in soft southwestern tans, golds, and rusts. Potted plants stand here and there amid plush furnature. A pretty young woman sits at a desk, her hair pulled back into a simple twist.)

Angelica: Hello, Shannon. Any calls?

Shannon: Other than telemarkers trying to sell us satellite cable, nothing. You probably got most of it on your cell phone.

(Valerie mouths "cell phone?" Peter's mouth drops open again.)

Angelica: Thank you, Shannon. I'm taking Mr. Nesmith and my guests (indicates the group) on a tour of our facility, and I don't wish to be disturbed. Please hold my calls until we return to the desk.

Shannon: Yes, Miss Pickens.

(Valerie hangs back with Micky, the twins, and Peter as they follow Angelica down the hall.)

Valerie: I don't like this. I think we should do some exploring on our own.

Micky: Agreed.

Peter: I don't want to leave Mike and Katie. Angelica might do something to them.

Valerie: We'll split up. Micky, you and Peter take a look around. We'll tell them you got lost or had to use the bathroom or go back to the car for something. The twins and I will stay with Katie and Mike.

Micky: Gotcha.

(Micky and Peter duck down a hallway, staying in the shadows until the group passes.)

Peter: (Peers out from behind the wall) They're gone, Mick.

Micky: Good. Now, let's see what we can find out.

Peter: (As they walk down the hallway) Mick, what do you do now, other than get tattoos with Davy?

Micky: *turns a shade of red* I'm still working on the architecture, though I am working more on blueprints now. I've been doing some of my own recording, and even working out a little.

Peter: I'll believe that! When did you get muscles? ;)

Micky: *smirks* A couple years ago. *shrugs* Believe it or not, I was starting to get a little bit of a gut, so I decided to take up going to the gym. Even got Lauren to go.

Peter: It's about time all that junk you eat caught up with you.

Micky: Yeah, yeah. Lauren said the same thing.

Peter: (As they round a corner) What about me? What am I...what's the older me doing?

Micky: You're still into playing music. Matter of fact, you started up a duo along with James Lee Stanley. I gotta admit, you guys are good. Really good! ;)

Peter: Me? Awesome! How's the kids? Does Val still own Headquarters? :D

Micky: Yup, she still does. And the kids are all doing great.

Peter: Great... (Stops) What's that sound?

Micky: *listens* Cell phone. *smirks* Ricky Martin ringtone. *points to a room off to their right* Coming from in there, I think.

Peter: Huh?

Micky: Never mind. Lets just take a look.

(They peer into a room with five people in lab coats bustling around. Five GORGEOUS people in lab coats. Black, white, old, young, all are very physically attractive. They bustle around a room filled with lots of high-tech equipment and very modern computers. Some of these computers are even briefcase-sized and fold like a book. Wires from a row of computers are attached to a chair and what looks like a mirror and a thin metal band.)

Micky: *eyes widen* Pete, I think I'm in love... =P~

(Peter's jaw drops straight to the floor.)

*Micky closes Peter's mouth.* ;)

Man 1: (Looks at his watch) Are we ready for the subject?

Man 2: I hope he's not as stubborn as his old man!

Woman 1: (She’s tall, with long, white-blond hair; glares at a small woman with short, wavy golden blond hair and little round spectacles) Mimi was SUPPOSED to bring us another subject, but she fell short.

Woman 2: (Makes a face) July, I tried. Have you ever tried to have it with a guy when there's four or five hired hands and at least two teenagers in the victiny? I'll go back for him this week.

July: Mimi, keep your love life out of this, and stop going after every even vague celebrity you think might have a shot at getting you into show business.

Mimi: Well, that's why we did this, didn't we?

Man 2: We did this for science, Miss Hanna.

Man 3: That our lovelives have improved tenfold is just a perk. ;)

Mimi: (Makes a face) To you. :p

Peter: (Cut to them; he frowns) What do you make of this?

Micky: I'm not sure, but I know I don't like this. Let’s wait and see if they leave. Maybe we can take a closer look.

Man 2: (Looks at his watch again) Why don't we leave the next one until after lunch?

Mimi: I have to make a phone call!

July: Mimi, what did Angelica say about...

Mimi: Strictly business, I promise. (She crosses her fingers behind her back...where Micky and Peter can quite clearly see her)

Micky: (Cut back to him and Peter) Uh oh.

Peter: (As everyone makes for the door) Micky, we've gotta hide! (Looks around; points to a door) In there! (He flings the door open, then pulls Micky into it and slams it shut just as the scientists file out)

Micky: Okay, that was a little too close... :P

Peter: (Looks around; it's almost completely dark. They're in a closet. Peter puts his ears to the door) Ok, Mick, I think they're gone.

(They step out of the closet and into the hallway, a cacaphony of falling cleaning bottles and mops and brooms following them.)

Peter: I hate running gags sometimes.

Micky: Yeah, me too.

(Peter and Micky step into the now-empty computer lab. Peter just walks around, taking in the equipment and the room.)

*Micky goes to the middle of the room and drops to his knees.*

Micky: I never want to leave this place! *leans over and kisses the floor*

Peter: (Makes a face) That can't taste good, Micky. Who knows where that floor's been?

Micky: *sits up again* I don't CARE! Look at this room! All these lovely electronics!

Peter: What ARE they?

Micky: *pauses* I need a moment, Pete. *rests his forehead on the floor; makes a few weird noises, then sits up again; lets out a breath* I'm good now.

Peter: Micky, are you ok? Your aura is really excited!

Micky: *face is a bit flushed* Uh, yeah, Pete, I'm fine. I, uh, just need a moment before I get up.

Peter: Do you need help?

Micky: *puts a hand up* No thanks, Pete. I don't need help. ;)

Peter: I know these are computers, but what do they do? Do you think they're all Internet computers, too?

Micky: *finally eases himself back onto his feet; walks over a bit stiffly; leans over the computer Peter's looking at* I'd say they are. They're probably running on the same network, too.

Peter: Could we get on them? I know it's not nice to use other people's stuff, but if we're going to find out why this place has such a dark aura, we have to start somewhere...

Micky: *nods, then cracks his knuckles* We can use them, and I know how to clear our tracks afterwards.

Peter: Ok, Micky. How do we use them? I saw you turn it on last night, but I was never very good with computers. They're so big and complicated in 1972...

Micky: Very simple. *takes a seat at one, it's already turned on; the cursor moves as Micky moves the mouse & he clicks on an icon that reads "Netscape"; a window opens revealing a page with a multi-color "Google" banner and textbar* This, Pete, is my favorite search engine.

Peter: What's a "google?"

Micky: I'm not sure where the name came from, but it's what's called a search engine. It's something that you can type in keywords and have web sites, articles, and such come up as results to your search.

Peter: Maybe you could find out what they're doing here.

Micky: I can sure try. *closes the internet window & clicks on a computer shaped icon* Give me a few minutes, Pete, and I'll let you know what I come up with.

Peter: Ok. (He wanders around again, inspecting the chair and equipment surrounding it) What do you think this is? It looks like something out of an old Vincent Price movie! (He shudders) :p

Micky: *takes a quick peek over his shoulder* I don't know, and I doubt we WANT to know.

Peter: (Runs his finger over a button console) I wonder what these do?

Micky: *turns around* Wonder what what do? *sees Peter running his fingers over the button console* Don't TOUCH that!

(Startled, Peter accidentally pushes a button. The machine jerks to life. The mirrors move in front of the metal band and emit a thin red light. Peter puts his hand in front of the light and grins.)

Peter: Hey, it doesn't hurt! It's just a light!

Micky: Get AWAY from that! :-O *pulls Peter away from it*

Peter: Wow. What IS that? :o

Micky: *groans* I have no idea, but I doubt it's anything we should be playing with.

Peter: Did you find anything on the computer?

Micky: Not yet. I want to look some more. There's plenty of places their info could be hiding. *sits down at the computer again* You can keep looking around, but please don't touch anything, okay?

Peter: Ok!

("She's Movin' In With Rico" begins as Micky returns to his computer and Peter sits at one, too. He types at the terminal, facinated by the letters appearing on the screen.)

*Micky peeks over at Peter, rolls his eyes, and turns back to his own.*

(Peter points to the mouse. He wants to know what that is.)

*Micky shows him that it moves the little arrow cursor around the screen.*

(Peter puts cheese in front of the "mouse.")

*Micky slaps his forehead.* :P

(Peter frowns. He hears people coming in. The door is opening. He gently pokes Micky and points to the door; time to turn the computers off!)

*Micky closes the windows he had open.*

(Peter closes the real windows. ;) )

(Micky signs off and they get up just as Mike, Angelica, the twins, Valerie, and Katie come in. Mike goes over to Micky and Peter and scolds them for getting lost.)

(Peter excitedly points out the chair with the red light. Angelica's eyes widen for a second, but then she shakes her head. The chair is for experiments in helping people focus more on the task at hand.)

(Mike and Valerie grumble, neither believing a word Angelica says. Peter just walks around the chair, not noticing the faintly nasty smirk spreading on Angelica's face as she watches him.)