Author's Note: Happy to have another part of this written.

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Phil frowned in confusion as he looked around the room. He knew they were in the time stream, as weird as that was, so no one else could get onboard the ship. Which was why the woman standing at the door he'd never seen before made him nervous.

"Who are you?" he demanded sharply.

She gave him a warm smile, "You have no need to worry, Mr Gasmer," she said, the voice familiar, "I mean you no harm."

Phil stared at her, "Gideon?"

She nodded.

He knew he was staring but all Phil could think was how gorgeous she was. Finally his brain kicked in and he blurted out the question, "How are you here like…" he hesitated motioning her, "Like this?"

Gideon moved closer to him, "I'm not. This is your dream, Mr Gasmer. I have merely entered it to talk to you."

"You can do that?" he gaped, "Why did no one tell me?"

Gently resting her hand on his arm, she smiled, "I do not do this with any other members of the crew. I monitor their dreams, but I have only ever spoken directly to my Captain."

"I'm not your Captain," Phil reminded her moving to sit on the bed.

Taking a seat at his side, Gideon gently touched his cheek, "I know that, Mr Gasmer but I felt that it might help you to meet me like this," she smiled at him again, "I do miss my Captain, but you are a good man who I am happy to get to know."

Phil felt his cheeks heat at her words. He couldn't get over by how beautiful she was or that she had the ability to enter his dreams.

"I'm afraid, Gideon," he confessed suddenly, "I don't know who I am or what I'm supposed to do now. They keep looking at me like I should know more than I do and part of me wants to while the other part…"

Gideon took his hand as he trailed off, "I understand. But I know who you are even if you don't."

Phil started to object but stopped when Gideon pressed a finger to his lips.

"You are a brilliant man," Gideon told him, "Kind, compassionate and I know how smart you are. I'm here to help you learn all you need to know. This ship is a part of you," she said softly, "No matter if you remember it or not, just like I am. You trust me despite how short a time you have known me."

Phil nodded, "I do."

"Then let me help you learn about your ship once more," she said.

"Okay."

Gideon smiled at him, pride in her eyes. She stood turning surprised when he caught her hand.

"Please stay," Phil said softly, "Just a little longer."

Sitting on the bed again Gideon smiled at him. Phil scooted back to lean against the wall, smiling as she moved to sit at his side.

"I am always here for you," Gideon took his hand and leaned her head against his shoulder, "No matter what and even if you never recall being Rip Hunter. I am always here."