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    Future's Past

    “It’s not just that
    it’s her too… I mean me… I mean
    Phaedra. I can tell she’s me, but she’s
    not me… she looks like me but she’s
    different…”
    “Gabrielle,” soothed
    Daria/Xena, “You’re what?   Nineteen?
    Twenty? Phaedra’s older. If you’re talking
    about appearance, a woman still changes, matures, quite a bit in
    her early twenties.”
    “Well, there’s that,
    but I’m talking about attitude…” said Gabrielle
    thoughtfully. “She’s a lot more confident,
    self-assured than I am. And then there’s those
    sais… I like my staff. It’s a good defensive
    weapon. I can’t imagine myself ever choosing something
    that’s so… so obviously designed for
    killing. It’s not me…”
    Daria/Xena sighed; she knew this
    wasn’t going to be easy. I’m gonna have to
    tell her… Trust Gabrielle to get me to talk about things I
    don’t want to. I wish Phaedra was here, she could do
    this much better that me…
    “Gabrielle, what we told
    you last night is true. It’s not good for either of you
    to know too much about your future. Knowing your future could
    cause you to make changes. Phaedra and I have been through
    some difficult times, but it’s been worth every minute of
    it…” Daria/Xena trailed off thinking about some of
    those difficult times and realizing that what she said was
    true… it was worth it. Daria/Xena then launched
    into a very abbreviated narrative detailing some of the life
    changing adventures she and Phaedra/Gabrielle had been through,
    making no mention however of Eve or their twenty-five year
    ‘nap’. 

    A mile or so down the road
    Phaedra/Gabrielle was easily pacing Xena when Xena called a
    halt. The Warrior Princess slowed to a walk, and turned to the
    woman who looked so like her companion and began questioning
    her. “Alright, if you’re really Gabrielle, you
    know I didn’t ask you to come with me to scout
    ahead.” Phaedra/Gabrielle nodded her head in
    acknowledgement. “I have some questions and I expect
    answers.”
    Phaedra/Gabrielle sighed, and
    said, “I figured as much. If you’re wondering if
    we’re really you, yes, I tell you again we are from a few
    years in your future. We thought it best to disguise ourselves
    so that you wouldn’t know who we were… less questions
    that way… but then Gabrielle caught us last night. We
    let our concentration slip, and with it our disguises
    disappeared,” she grinned ruefully.”
    “More like you let your
    passion take over…” suggested Xena. 
    “Yes, you could say
    that…” shrugged the warrior-bard.
    “So you two have been
    … more than friends for a while, now? But my guess is
    that this isn’t how… or when it happened, right?”
    asked the warrior.
    “Right. We have no
    memory of Velasca ever getting loose or of meeting our future
    selves. It was still a while before either Xena…
    Daria… my Xena or I would admit our feelings for
    each other even though we each knew almost from the start that we
    were meant to be together… as
    soulmates…” 

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