I've uploaded this chapter again, only to make the format flow with the rest of the story.
Chapter 1
Alex lay in her hospital bed, silent. Her lips parted slightly, inhaling the clean, tasteless hospital air. The doctor stood silently over her, waiting if she had beaten the infection. Alex's eyes fluttered about in their sockets, he wondered what was going on inside her head.
He spoke his thoughts out loud – not realising that he was talking "Wake up Alex, you have survived. You need to wake up know – 50mls was the max, fight Alex! Don't allow a silly infection finish you off. You need to live, live for Molly." His words slowly ended and he went back to wondering.
Of all of the things that could have been happening in Alex's head, he would have never of guessed what was happening; the last thing he would have ever thought that Alex's subconscious was in 1982. She had just been shot. Deep in her stomach a bullet lay, taking her 1982 life away from her. Alex had collapsed onto the floor, her eyes looking up at the CID team, her team. As blood spilled from her, she felt a sense of release but also sorrow; she would never see her team again. Her mind rushed through the late nights at Luigi's drinking "house rubbish", watching Chris and Shaz whisper there undying love to each other, Ray checking out the blonde girl sat at the bar, and Gene. Oh how she would miss Gene; his haughty attitude, their endless arguments, his angry pout, just everything which made up Gene Hunt.
She watched them stand there, silently, not moving, not talking. Shaz looked at Gene as if he was dirt. Gene stood there, just watching her- his eyes never leaving hers, he was white with shock. All Alex could do was wonder why was WPC Shaz Granger looking at her DCI like that?
A bright white light consumed all that was around her, removing everyone from the picture. She was alone. Her eyes slowly closed, forgetting everything. Her mind was unable to think, unable to concentrate on anything.
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Her eyes moved steadily in her head. The doctor held his breath as she did so. He let out a silent sigh of wonder and then of pure happiness as Alex opened her eyes for the first time.
Where am I? Alex looked around her seeing the most modern medical equipment and a jet black plasma TV. This equipment is far to advanced for 1982, I'm Home. I am actually home.
Looking around her one final time, allowing her eyes to absorb all she possibly could, until finally she met the gaze of the doctor.
"Welcome back Alex, I knew 50ml would destroy the infection. You are very lucky to be here, you were shot in the head, the bullet did not penetrate. We were able to remove the bullet, and stop the bleeding. But as a result, you caught an infection, but you have fought it off, and should be at full health very soon"
I'm home. I'm alive. REALITY! Molly, I want my Molly. Alex paid no particular attention to the doctor's words; she knew the general gist of things. Why are you still talking? I've been in a coma for God knows how long. All I want to know is WHERE IS MY MOLLY?!
"Now, Alex, Someone has been waiting to see you."
Finally
The doctor walked to the door, opening his arms, allowing Molly to enter.
"Molly" was the first word which spilled from Alex's mouth
"Mum"
They hugged each other closely. Alex held Molly's head in her hands, not wanting to let her go.
"I knew you wouldn't leave me"
Tears rolled down Alex's cheek as she buried her head in Molly's soft hair. She breathed in her scent, realising how much she actually missed her daughter.
"I love you, I love you so much"
"Come on then Molly. Lets give you mum some time to wake up"
Alex was still in shock from waking up, her past "reality" was over and now she was home.
"I'll be right outside mum"
As Molly and the doctor left, a body was being wheeled past. Summers, that must be Summers. Gene shot him, he died in 1982, why did he die in this time too? How am I alive – I was shot too, why did I wake up when I was shot? Her mind had to almost double take. Gene. Gene shot Summers, he believed me. Her thoughts drained to nothing as she reached down and picked up a piece of paper.
She held it out in front of her it was a card from Molly. Tears began to gather in her eyes as she read the card. The tears of joy made her feel amazing. The feeling that was only felt when she saw Molly in her alternate reality.
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Alex lay peacefully in her bed, her glowing smile expressed what words could not, it showed her true feelings; happiness, relief, joy, loss and confusion.
Her mind drifted through her waking moments; Holding Molly again feeling like Molly had just been reborn; feeling like it was the first time she held Molly in her arms. Alex was remembering all the details of Molly's face and the words she said to her as she woke. One thought and one thought only would be able to stop her important train of thought Summers. Alex could not get over the question of why did Summers die?
Summers had been shot, I watched him die and CID watched her die. If Summers was in a coma in reality and so was I. We both got shot, we both died, why did he die and I live?
As her mind processed her many thoughts, it gradually got more and more difficult to concentrate on them. She could only focus on the children's television program, as static flashed across the screen her mind shattered like a mirror, obliterating her thoughts and sending a spitting pain through her brain. What…what's happening? Her breathing increased to gasps as the pressure in her head increased. She shut her eyes and held her hands up to her head, as if she was holding it together.
"Bolly?"
No.. No… No! Her mind screamed at DCI Gene Hunt's face on the screen
"NO" she shouted at him.
"Bols, if I give you a good slap, will you wake up?"
As Gene slapped her, she felt a tingling sensation across her left cheek.
All Alex could do is stare at the screen in disbelief, listening intently to his words
"They think I shot you. Well I did shoot you. But they think I shot you"
"Bloody hell" I'm in a bloody coma in nineteen bloody eighty flipping two
TBC
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