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[simon_doctor]

[BSG crossover, meet this continuity. It's two great AUs that AU great together!]

He's familiar enough with the Pegasus's infirmary by now that he's working evening shifts alone. Being alone is something of a relief, really

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[leftistbeanpole]

He offers his name as Lefty Jude. When they balk, it's with a smile that he says it's not like you have any proof it isn't.

Two marines bring him to what he presumes is the medical wing, and leave him there, ship-pale, skinny, with dark-purple wedges under his eyes.

This isn't familiar. At all.

[leftistbeanpole]

There: a ghost of something wry. "Really?"

[simon_doctor]

It's a measure of how tightly wound he is that he very nearly snaps at Jordie.

A slow breath in, and out, and he starts to tell him what they've pieced together about the Colonies and the Cylon invasion.

[leftistbeanpole]

No humor.
Okay.

He listens.

"You realize," he muses, "I could name at least fifteen vids with this plot."

[simon_doctor]

A beat.

"Which, the robots trying to exterminate humanity or the inexplicably finding oneself in another 'verse?"

[leftistbeanpole]

"Both. Fifteen of each."

He makes his hair stand on end again.

[simon_doctor]

Would any of them tell us how to get back?

He doesn't ask that aloud.

"Well." Quiet. "This time it's real."

[leftistbeanpole]

"I'm not a fan," he says, shoulders hunching, eyes on his clasped hands.

[simon_doctor]

"I think we agree there."

He studies Jordie for a moment, then gets to his feet and moves past him, toward the sink.

Runs water in a plastic cup, and brings it back.

[leftistbeanpole]

"I'm fine." Faintly. "Xiexie ni."

[simon_doctor]

"Drink it anyway," he says, still holding out the cup.

[leftistbeanpole]

Jordie shakes his head, and doesn't look up.

[simon_doctor]

"Jordie..."

He sets down the cup of water, and touches Jordie's shoulder lightly.

[leftistbeanpole]

"I'm waking up soon," he murmurs. "Shh."

[simon_doctor]

He has to swallow again at that.

"I'm sorry," he whispers. "It's not a dream."

[leftistbeanpole]

"Maybe you don't exist either." He closes his eyes. "I'm doing this instead of histrionics."