Phil stalked onto the Waverider, trying to stop trembling after what he'd seen when the man called Cisco shook his hand.
"Gideon?" he yelled.
"Yes, Mr Gasmer?" she asked, concern in her voice at his anger.
Forcing himself to remain as calm as possible he ground out, "Why did you send me there? I thought you were on my side."
"I do not know what you mean," Gideon replied softly, "Please explain and I will do my best to help."
"I just met someone called Cisco," Phil stated, "And when I took his hand to…" he shook his head, "Did you do that on purpose?"
"Please come to the room behind the engine room, Mr Gasmer," she stated, "I believe this is a conversation that is better had face to face so to speak."
Phil nodded and quickly walked through the corridors to the small hidden room the man he used to be had set up for some privacy. Reaching the room, Phil took a seat and waited for Gideon to tell him what she had planned.
"If you reach under the seat you will find a medical cuff," Gideon told him, "Please connect it to yourself."
A little bemused, Phil followed her instructions and felt his eyes begin to close.
x
The beautiful woman that Gideon had appeared to him once before in a dream sat in the Captain's chair on the bridge as Phil walked onto it.
"Now, Mr Gasmer," Gideon stood and walked to him, "Tell me what happened when you met Mr Ramon?"
Moving to her Phil sighed, "I shook his hand and then all of a sudden I saw…"
"What?" Gideon moved closer and touched his arm comfortingly.
He turned away slightly, and Phil's eyes widened when he saw a man in the chair Gideon had just vacated. He was wearing washed out black denims, a white shirt under a leather jacket and a long brown coat. His hair and beard were neat, and his eyes were closed, he looked asleep. Gideon turned and stepped towards the chair.
"Interesting," she said softly, "It appears that your interaction with Mr Ramon has awoken the part of you that is Captain Hunter, although only a small amount."
"I don't want it," Phil yelled, "I don't want to remember."
Gideon moved to him, taking his face in her hands, "I'm afraid you may have no choice now."
Pulling away from her Phil rubbed his face with his hands, "You have to do something to stop it."
"I can't," Gideon breathed softly, "I am sorry, Phil. Mr Ramon's gifts appear to have connected with the dormant part of your mind."
Defeated he dropped onto the steps leading to the parlour, Gideon sat at his side sliding her hand into his.
x
They sat in silence for a while, Phil staring at the other version of himself while he felt Gideon's head resting against his arm.
"You know," Phil said after a while, "You called me by my name a few minutes ago, you've never done that before."
Gideon chuckled lightly.
"Why are you so different here?" Phil asked finally, "Does it have something to do with…" he gestured towards the captain's chair, "Him?"
Gideon squeezed his hand, "It has to do with my bond with Captain Hunter, yes but also my bond with you."
Phil looked at her bemused, "We have a bond?"
She frowned at him, "Of course we do. Why else would I be here? I do not talk to any of the other crew in this way," she gently stroked his cheek, "I am always here for you."
He sighed, glancing over at the form of his other self, "Gideon, I don't want to disappear."
Gideon drew him into her arms holding him tightly, "You won't. Even if your memories of being Rip Hunter return, I promise that Phil Gasmer will always exist."