Unforgettable times

Chapter 1

A Brand New Fanfic, explaining what if Alex did return home to Molly and had tragically lost Gene which is really heartbreaking, can she be convinced to search for him in the present day? Does he exsist?

As she arose from her 8 month coma, this was it, this was she'd dreamt of and secretly felt motivated about for almost two years while living her life dangerously in the 1980's. A familiar face awaited to welcome her back, Alex's eyes fluttered not quite believing she lay awake the surrounding hospital room, equipment was more advanced, two bunches of flowers rest in a vase by the window. Molly jumped excitedly, she wasn't in school uniform this time, now dressed in baggy leggings and blue polo neck jumper, hands rubbing together, she silently whispered a thank you to God for bringing her mother back in her life and swore never to place herself in any future developing dangerous situations.

"Mum.. Oh My God I missed you so much…Everyone sent get well wishes cards, I've been tidying them for months on your bedside table… Doctor Gerrard told me never to give hope and said you proved to be a fighter I knew you wake up No one believed me" Molly sobbed upsettingly, hugging her mum like she didn't want to let go of her and continued chatting, her voice faded into the background as Alex attempted to sit up slightly.

Doubt overfilled her subconscious she couldn't understand why this was apparent , afterall what felt like minutes go felt more and more like a lifetime ago, she'd bared witnessing to seeing the tragic demise of Gene Hunt to the hands of a crazed gunman called Max Dunne who'd they'd been trying to arrest for a serious of post office robberes around a well known unliked bad neighbourhood , Maz nad been aiming to shoot Alex shot however heroically Gene sacrificed himself and took the bullet three times in the upper chest, bleeding heavily on the pavement curb, eventually her knees collapsed from underneath as she went to hold him and her heart sunk further upon crying when Gene declared his undying love for her, they kissed one final passionate kiss and held onto each other closely, his hair ruffled shapely out of place fringe dragging over his left eye, she used one hand to stroke his hair gently and smoothily, overcome with built up emotion as their lips parted way for what was to be the last time.

Before she had a chance of returning her own declaration of feelings, his life heartbreakingly etched away within the grasp of her arms, she clung on to him, begging, pleading him to wake up, she screamed emotionally breath becoming ragged and exasperated. An hour later Ray tried to comfort her in her hour of need but she bitterly refused, praying wishing he'd wake up and confirm some obvious sarcastic joke, she hadn't move and it was incredibly hard to separate her from Gene's pale lifeless body.

"Alex.. I'm sorry… Doctor said there's no pulse, no heartbeat… he's gone I'm afraid. I' promis I'm gonna kill the bastard who this I bloody mean it. Anyway Guv's probably gone to the great sky above to join Sam " Ray indicated realising he probably wasn't making matters any better and decided to comfort an emotional Chris who'd locked himself inside the Quattro and threatened to drive off in it.

She couldn't remember what happened next as it blurred out, had she been killed on the way back to Fenchurch or perhaps undoubtedly been shot by a vengeful returning young Max.

Molly tapped her on the shoulder, sitting besides her on the bed, Blackberry in hand as she tapped a thumb on a keypad.

"Mum you alright… you've not said anything.. do you want me to go and get Evan" She cried tearfully offering, glancing backwards towards outside to check if he might be waiting , however he wasn't anywhere to be found had he panicked or couldn't face her anymore?

"This is 2008 isn't it Molls?" It was a really strange question to ask her daughter, who she knew would laugh at her mother's confusement and same something Molly like in reply.

"Mum its 2009 Planet Earth not Mars..You've been in a coma for over 8 months.. doctors asked Evan a countless number of times whether he wanted to turn off your ventilator, I persuaded him not to.. we kinda fell out and I ran away one morning after he dropped me off at school.. Katie commented that you would disapprove of me truanting" Molly explained, wiping many prickling tears away from both eyes, it been quite noticeable she'd been crying for so long.

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Weeks later: Adjusting to life back where she belonged was always going to be an difficult task at hand, Alex could never just forget what she'd learnt 27 years ago it showed her that living for the moment was worth every precious moment and penny , wearing clothes you felt bought out the best in you . Flashbacks continued to haunt of the day the man she fell hopelessly in love with had cruelly been snatched away from her and it never failed to cross her mind to research whether he might be a coma patient himself somewhere.

As Molly aided her mother upstairs, along the landing and into her unfamiliar bedroom/office, Sadness haunted every part of her aching weaker body.

"Mum did you have like visions in your coma… flashbacks to your childhood hope you don't think of being noisy" she expressed a keen intelligent interest, seconded guessing what it felt like for a coma patient.

"You wouldn't understand Molls.. I can't really indefinitely explain anything that floated around my subconscious brain cells" Alex sighed sadly, she slumped down against the pink fluffy bed rest and sank on top of the piles of pillows, this wasn't what she'd expected.

After finally being discharged from hospital by March 2nd, the prospect of rebuilding her life, career and future opportunities dawned on the horizon but thankfully for now she needed as much recovery and plenty of rest as possible. Molly had nagged her unstoppably as usual she was pretty damn right determined to stick by her mother's side 24/7.

"Mum did you meet Gene Hunt in your dreams?…" She displayed mind reading skills after admitting embarrassingly she viewed the picture of the DCI, she studied Alex's nervous body movements when looking down upon her.

"Why do you ask?.. Mols please reassure me you didn't steal Sam Tyler's notes" she pursued her lips, expressing disappointment and unhappiness simultaneously.

"Sorry Mum.. I'd been intrigued by what he'd said about his former colleagues.. Yeah I know I'd said on the day Layton ruined our lives it was lame but I could resist wondering" Molly prepared for a telling off, squeezing her eyelids tight, after a few minutes the room darkened and fell silent, no words spoken. Re-opening her eyes, she immediately hugged her mother realizing she was burying some emotions that began to filter out visibly.

"Mum you're crying,.. why are you crying has this been too traumatic for you?… I'm going to call Evan. " she protested unfortunately it fell on deaf ears as Alex grabbed the phone without thinking straight.

"Mols I met someone in my dreams.. I know you'll think I'm delusional and crazy by what I'm about to tell you…I was shot my mind traveled backwards in time.. I appeared somewhere unfamiliar well back to 1981 I was same age as you then.. Mum dropped me off at boarding school.. said I'd learn new wonderful factual things…" She half confirmed stopping when Molly coughed, struck with mixed communications whether to believe if her mother was losing her mind.

"I woke up in a place I never yearned to be.. It hit me that the bullet must have killed me instantly last year.. How wrong I was…Then he roared in his bright red shiny Quattro into my life and never left it as far as I was concerned.. Me and the famous Manc Lion never seen eye to eye a tooth for a tooth, they called us the golden duo of Fenchurch East, the Gene Genie sitting on his throne accompanied by his loyal DI"

"Mum are you telling me you met Sam Tyler's boss in your dreams that is so awesome and really cool… did you become drawn to him" Alex knew Molly wasn't taking any of this seriously , she shook her head in disbelief when her daughter gave it all way, a slight hidden giggle.

"I knew from the start we match for one another both of us tending to battle a bit like a divorced couple everyone moaned .. called me Bolly Knickers, Bolly Keks.. jesus I hated that nickname however it grew on me rapidly" She laughed hysterically to herself remembering those great flashbacks proved to be neatly and valauble, her eyes shut tiredly, an handsome portrait of Gene appeared in vision, dressed in a grey smooth silk jacket with matching grey trousers and dark blue shirt.

He held out his hand, whispering We can still be together… me and you Bolls always unbreakable.. C'mon don't be a dozy mare and get your knickers into fifth gear. Unbelievably he still managed to always remain apart of her, never leaving her, his husky northern Manc voice sent a sparkle of electricity down her spine and caused her to react coldly.

"Mum I think you need some well earned sleep.. I'll fill you tomorrow about what you've missed over the last year" she covered her mum warmly with the heavy thick red bed duvet.

"What like?" Alex felt a pang of embarrassment in her throat and cheeks when asking that particular question.

"Well America's got a new president Barack Obama and David Tennant left Doctor Who.. he's been replaced by an actor called Matt Smith" Molly briefly informed her.

"Have a nice sleep Mum.. I'll make you some breakfast in the morning for a change" she closed the door behind her and made her way downstairs.

"Night Mols…One day I will find you Gene Hunt and tell you how much I miss listening to your accent" She spoke softly before nodding off into a peaceful sleep.

End of chapter

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