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[poshmouthytart]

[Alex is used to being trapped in places for long periods of time against her will, so she's less concerned by the current events on the Plane and more... annoyed

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[bit_impossible]

[the Doctor looks--well, he's rather surprised. he's never been called "Molly" before, for starters]

What? Who, me? [points at himself]

[poshmouthytart]

[She smiles fondly.]

Of course you, silly. Come here, give me a hug.

[... I'm so sorry, Doctor.]

[bit_impossible]

No, I'm not, but! I won't say 'no' to a hug. [he opens his arms. who doesn't like hugs?]

[poshmouthytart]

[Without hesitating, Alex wraps her arms around him, closing her eyes.]

Mols, I've missed you so much.

[bit_impossible]

[he lets her hug him for a while longer] Alex, can't you tell something's not right? Well, unless your daughter is as tall as I am, that is. Then this argument doesn't exactly work...

[poshmouthytart]

[She stiffens in his arms and fall silent a moment. Before long, she mumbles, but she doesn't pull away just yet.]

I know, Doctor.

[bit_impossible]

[he gives her another moment before gently pulling away] How long has it been?

[poshmouthytart]

[She looks up at him, trying to wipe away the wetness around her eyes.]

I don't know. I feel like I saw her only a few weeks ago but... I don't think that was anymore real than what happened just now.

[bit_impossible]

[frowns slightly] You saw her a few weeks ago here?

[poshmouthytart]

Here? Oh no, I've seen her...

[Alex pauses. She knows what she's about to say isn't the sanest thing ever, but the Plane isn't exactly sane, either.]

Back, where I'm from. She used to visit me sometimes, a bit like what just happened. And I thought... Well, I thought I had made it back to her once, but I hadn't.

[bit_impossible]

[sucks in a breath, rubbing his chin] Well, I've got to admit, that sounds like a very tricky situation, but...[frowns]...how did you make it back and not at the same? Was it a Plane-induced hallucination?

[poshmouthytart]

[shaking her head] No, I don't think the Plane has to do with it. It started before I ever came here, when...

[she clams up, frustrated. But for some reason, she feels compelled - almost obligated - to the tell the Doctor the truth. She opens her mouth with the intent of being vague, and finds the whole story spilling out against her will.]

I'm from the future. 2008, exactly, and I was shot. I woke up in 1981, and I've been there for three years. But I'm in a coma in 2008 and living in 1983 and I'm not certain anymore which world is real and which one isn't. Maybe they are both real. But Molly... I used to see her sometimes, in the 1980s. And I thought I got back to her once but now I don't think I ever really woke up. I just... want to find a way back home.

[bit_impossible]

[he frowns slightly, folding his arms over his chest while he thinks] Forget 'tricky situation'. I've never heard of someone co-existing in two different timelines like that--well, there are circumstances. I've travelled with countless people who've chosen to stay in a vastly different time period than the one they were originally in. But nothing quite like you, though. For one thing, all my companions were completely conscious at the time. [barring those pesky times they've been injured, oops]

[poshmouthytart]

[Alex gives the Doctor a look that shows her heart is breaking because... he's talking to her like she isn't mad. Granted, he may be mad as a bag of bees himself, but it still means the world to her.]

You're a time traveler. You're a time traveler and... You believe me.

[bit_impossible]

[he blinks, wondering what he said to upset her, but what she says only confuses him a bit] I do. Why wouldn't I?

[poshmouthytart]

[She scoffs, and her voice is heavy with sarcasm and edged with sadness.] Probably because when you tell people you think you're in a coma and they are figments of your imagination, they tend to think you're a bit mad.