Historic Moments

"'Dr. Maya Matthews finds Neanderthal in ice'!" The scentist said as she wheeled a block of ice in on a dolly into the dock warehouse she had converted into a home. "'First evidence of Neanderthals crossing the landbridge into North America'! I'll be bigger than any of those big named, stuffed shirts within a week!"

Maya placed the dolly down next to her bed and observed the blurry figure inside. Who would of expected that she went out to study seals in the harbor, only to come back with the find of the century when a freak glacial iceberg floated into the bay?

"Some may call it a coincidence, but who am I to look a gift horse in the mouth?" Maya chuckled as she turned, humming to herself as she decided to give herself a celebratory shower...

Absentmindedly turning the heater on as she walked up the stairwell.

"Much better..." Maya said as she walked back down an hour later, topless and dressed in just a pair of blue jeans as she walked past a shivering woman in a grass bikini top and loin cloth standing in a puddle of water.

"Nice outfit." Maya teased as she walked past with a laugh...

Only to freeze and do a double take.

"What the hell?!" She screamed in surprise, stumbling backwards into one of her work tables.

"D-d-d-d-d-..." The cavewoman stammered, looking at Maya.

"She's alive..." Maya whispered, "This shouldn't be possible, but she's alive! She's had to have been frozen for... Ten to thirty thousand years!"

"D-d-d-d-do-o-o-o-o-o-..." The Cavewoman continued.

"She's not Homo Neanderthal..." Maya said, slightly disappointed before shrugging it off. A living cavewoman was still the find of the century, after all. "A living cavewoman..."

"O-o-o-o-on-n-n-n-n-n-n-..."

Maya looked the prehistoric woman over. Something about her seemed... Familiar? And perhaps stranger still was that this prehistoric woman looked almost... No. She looked exactly like Maya!

"An ancestor, perhaps...?"

"N-n-n-n-n-n't-t-t-t-t-t!"

"Wait... Are you trying to communicate with me?!" Maya asked excitedly as she lifted herself up and sat on the desk. She could practically smell those awards now. "What is it, Girl?! What are you -"

*Beep! Beep! Beep!*

Maya looked down at the small device she had been working on, a series of green flashing numbers counting down until it read '10,000 B.C.' before a soft green light and a low hum were given off.

"Uh oh..." Maya muttered as she realized that she had accidently sat on her side project; a time watch that she had hoped would work one day...

And unfortunately, as she was enveloped in a flash of light that made her disappear from the room and left the time watch behind, it did.

"Do that..." The Cavewoman finished lamely.

10,000 B.C.

In a flash of light, Maya appeared on a log, tumbling backwards down a hill until she landed on her back in a mud puddle. Groaning, she staggered to her feet as she looked around.

Where once there was her warehouse home, there was now an empty field close to a shoreline.

Where once there were buildings and roads, there were now fields of tall grasses and trees.

And as she saw the heard of mammoths trumpeting in the distance, Maya realized her situation.

She was trapped in the past, during the Ice Age, and only in a pair of blue jeans.

"Crap!" She squeaked.