Chapter 2:

"Telly, Doctor?" Clara asked.

"We're television characters in her world," he explained as the woman was gasping for air.

Clara had a million more questions about how much of her life was a television show but noticed the girl needed help. She approached the woman who looked about her age. She was covered dirt and her clothes were ragged. She looked like she had been running for a long time.

"Hello there," she said calmly and approached. "I'm Clara Oswald and this is the Doctor."

This had the opposite effect to what Clara was expecting. She pulled out a sharp rock. "Don't come any closer. You can't be real. You're monsters taken from the subconscious of my fantasies. Come any closer and I'll try my luck in beating you."

The Doctor wasn't wrong about the idea of going mad if one stayed here long enough.

While Clara was confused the Doctor looked curious.

"You sound vaguely scientific," he said.

She turned her sharp rock to him. "Of course I'm 'scientific!'" she cried. "I got my PHD in Biochemistry when I was seventeen! I specialized in both human and alien biology when I was working at the top SHIELD laboratory in the world!"

"So how did you get here?" he asked.

"An obelisk engulfed me!" she said.

"Fascinating," he said and touched his sunglasses. "By my calculations and judging from the markings, you're likely to be stuck her for another fifty years."

The woman was barely hearing him. She dropped the rock. "Okay this is a hallucination." She dropped to her knees and fell on her side. "I'll just lay here. Listening to my favorite show like I did as a child. I liked you in a cape and smoking jacket. I wanted to be Liz Shaw."

"Or I could take you home," the Doctor said.

Clara stepped forward looking astonished and excited

"Can we do that without causing harm to the universe or something?"

"We'll just be careful about where we drop her off," the Doctor approached her. "Come on. Up on your feet. We'll get you as close to home as we can without causing a paradox."

He offered her a hand. "What's your name?"

Jemma moaned as she stood up. "Jemma, Jemma Simmons. And I don't want to go home to Shefield. I want to go to SHIELD headquarters."

Clara stepped forward to help Jemma and the Doctor. "How different is there world from ours?"

"More, boring," he said. "Alien races aren't constantly trying to invade them and the aliens look more humanoid."

Jemma began to lean on Clara with a dead look in her eyes. "I might be walking to my death."

"Or the TARDIS," the Doctor said and snapped his fingers. "Wake up Jemma. You're a scientist on an alien planet. Can't you imagine that through this obelisk you weren't just transported from another place, but another reality?"

"Anything is possible," she said listlessly.

"Of course anything is possible when you say it like that," the Doctor said impatiently. "Think like a quantum scientist. Is it possible that Clara and I are real?"

Jemma looked at him carefully for the first time. "It really is you isn't it?" she said happily.

"I'm going to travel with the Doctor and his companion Clara Oswald!"

She burst into tears and hugged the Doctor.

The Doctor looked a mixture of uncomfortable and annoyed.

"Some help please, Clara."