Okay, I'm going to go ahead and say once and for all: everything in this except for my original storyline and characters belongs to the BBC. I do not in any way, however much I'd like to, own Doctor Who. I do, however own a plushie Dalek named Kevin (and sometimes Steve), who wanted me to tell all you wonderful people he says hello.
When Lena buckled up in the passenger seat of the car that day as they got ready to drive through the blizzard in order to reach her dad in the hospital before he died, she was definitely not expecting what was about to happen.
She was not expecting to reach the hospital in time. She was not expecting to remain in the passenger seat, as her mother was crying enough already that soon she wouldn't be able to see well enough to drive safely. She was not expecting her bag of chips to spill all over the floor. She was not expecting to be in a car accident. She was definitely not expecting to somehow slip through into another universe like the Pevensies had into Narnia or bunches of fanfiction OC's had into the various worlds of their respective fandoms.
That last one, especially, was something she very much did not believe to be possible.
But that was exactly what happened.
