Alex couldn't believe her eyes. Raven was from 2008, not 1981. Then again, so was she. She remembered that she had also fainted at the sight of Gene Hunt, when she had first seen him, after she was shot in the head. She had been dressed as a prostitute then, she how come Raven was still in her own clothes? She pushed these thoughts aside as Raven had collapsed to the pavement.

Gene had been quite amused when Alex told him her and the girl had came from the same place.

"Whta, so I'm a sort of legen' there, am I Bolly?" She had ignored his comment, and had forced him to carry Raven's unconcious form to her home, and she layed Raven on the bed. She tried to make him leave, but he had refused, so she had, at least, kept him away from the bedroom, where the two women would talk about Raven's sudden appearence.

Raven woke up and saw Alex's face looking at her with concern. Raven shot up.

"Alex, in 2008, I was stabbed. And then I woke up here, and now I can't get back, Alex." She dissolved into tears, Alex cradelling her in her arms. Eventually, Raven was calm enough to tell her what had happened.

"Alex, your body was found. I'm really, really sorry Alex, but you're dead." Alex looked too shocked to say anything. "You were sent to the hospital, and you were in a coma, but you died."

"So, um, how's Molly?" Alex would find solace as long as her own daughter was still alive and happy.

"She took it pretty badly. She cried non-stop for a while, now she just is back to normal, but she doesn't do very much. Doesn't leave the house much at all. They found Layton, and he's been put in prison." Raven touched Alex's hand. The older woman appeared not to have noticed. She was dead. There was no getting back to her daughter, no chance of seeing her ever again. She decided to bottle her emotions, for the time being, and try to understand why the teenager was sent back here, in her own clothes.

"What do you remember about that day, Raven?" She asked. Raven relayed everything that had happened that day, including when she woke up. They were both puzzled, after about an hour of talking about their own experiences. Raven's hand went to her pocket. There was a piece of paper inside. She pulled it out, and stared at it. It had her name on, and grades. These were the 1980's equivelent grades to her own GCSE results. Still stunned, she showed Alex.

"Alex, do you think I might be dead?" Alex could only dumbly nod. Raven had to build a life in the past, just like Alex, and had no chance of going back.

Gene sat in Alex's living room, fidgeting. He hated not knowing exactly what was going on, and ight now there was a nutter just like Drake in the other room. Suddenly, the women entered the room, Raven wearing new, more suitable clothes. She gave a slight smile and a nod to Gene.

"Gene, this is Raven, or Rae, as she prefers, Black." Alex said, introducing them. "Rae is my neice, and her mother has just died, so she's come to live with me. She's finished school, and wants a job. Any ideas?" She said, smirking slightly. She knew Gene was desperate for another officer in his team.

"Alright, she can work for me. But no screw-ups Bolly, or it'll not just be 'er neck on the line. Yourn too."

Raven smiled to herself. This, she decided, was going to be fun.