Quantum Leap: Institute Archives

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Primary Timeframe	Alternate Timeframe
Leaps and other misadventures involving Dr Samuel Beckett and Admiral Albert Calavicci	Parallel events in the Shared Shadows Universe
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A few thoughts from supporting players ...

AL - A M Sinclair: I miss my friend ...
Donna - A M Sinclair: Someday ...
Tom - A M Sinclair: Thank you, little brother ...
The Mistakes Our Fathers Made: The story of my life - as illustrated by Escher ...
Leaping Through the Lightning: Blue fire engulfs me ...
Lead Us Not ... - A M Sinclair: If he had never looked, then he never would have known ...

Putting right what once went wrong.

Pictures in the Dark.: Sam has to save an injured miner, but he's got no safe source of light - or has he?
Facing the Consequences: Sam's actions in Vietnam have saved his brother's life. But in doing so, he's changed his own history - and that might turn out to be a fatal mistake.
Waiting for the Summer Rain. - A S Lawrence: This is New York. Wake up and smell the garbage ...
That's me in the Spotlight!. - A S Lawrence: All I could make out from this distance were huge pink hearts, twined with garlands of roses ... hearts and flowers ... the age-old symbols of ... Oh, my god. Of romance. This must be a romance convention, I realised, and my stomach sank ...
Bad Moon Rising.: The grin remained with Sam Beckett even after the Chamber door slid shut and the white light of the future was gone. "Werewolves," he muttered with a chuckle as he got ready for bed. Outside the clear night air revealed the loom of a full moon as it rose above the horizon. "Can you believe it?"
A Question of Charity.: A leap in which Sam breaks a curse - and Al lays a ghost ...
Lost Souls in the Hunting Ground.: He was the face of the canker that festers at the root of the world, the worm that gnaws forever at its core. The demon that stalks so scornfully among us. One name might be vampire. And he wanted me ...

What might have resulted from the events of Mirror Image?

Distorted Reflection.: I screamed, I think. I know terror took me, seized me with claws of cold steel as the subtle ties of future past unravelled from my grasp. Al had been my lifeline, my contact with home, and I had severed it, cut it with expectations of a happy ending. For him, yes. But for me? I tumbled and I fought to retain shattered memories of a man I had called friend and never known at all ...

Lyrics and verse inspired by the Project.

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