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"Who goes first?" Sam asked, looking over to Alex. She motioned for him to start. "Where do I start?" he whispered. Without a helpful hint to go on, he started when he first met them. He started with the car accident in 2006. Alex just stared off, not really listening. Disbelieving noises came from Gene and Ray. Ray snorted more than not and Gene almost got vocal. When Sam started talking about criminals they had arrested, how he had used future information to find certain ones, Tony Crane came up, and the meddling with his life support came up. In fact, several items concerning the state of his body came up. Joni and the fever, the OD and the kidnapping. The tunnel was the worse. He kept breaking off about Morgan and going back. He outright refused to talk about the suicide jump, which didn't help in matters.

"So how did you get back to save us?" Chris asked.

Sam looked down. "Something I'm not proud of."

"Care to elaborate on that, Gladys?"

"No."

"Well, you didn't get hit by a car again," Ray muttered. Alex kept her mouth shut.

He got back to Morgan, or the person he thought was Morgan. He had been approached by him a few times in '79. He again tried to convince Sam to bring down Gene. Refusing, Sam walked away from the situation. Within three days, he had kidnapped him. Someone was sent in his place to crash the Cortina into the river, then the apprentice was killed and dumped. He mentioned the torture in passing before moving on to when he changed. He heard about Alex and went down to check her out. When she found out she was of the same situation as he was, he packed up and moved down. He changed the disguise after finding someone he could copy. Keats had been a real person, no family or friends to report him missing or changed. He watched him for a while to gather his basic gestures before killing him.

Satisfied, Gene turned to Alex. "Bolly, you explain."

She started with the gunshot in 2008. Her story was not unlike Sam's. She talked about the information she knew. She mentioned her parents, her future ex-husband and several other people. Martin Summers was a bad topic. She didn't really want to bring it up, knowing that it would remind people of Operation Rose, and everything involved with it. She talked about going back to 2008, and how she had collapsed, which brought her back when Gene hit her.

The Doctor, who had been silent the entire time, spoke up. "Right, now that's over. We're going to have to break this up. The timeline can't be changed; everything must go according to plan. You," he pointed at Sam, "shouldn't be here, but you can't go back to 2006, or 2008."

"I wasn't changing the timeline that much, was I?" Sam asked.

"Funnily enough, no. Then, of course, the things you've been doing haven't had that big of an effect. As long as don't try to change political races, or enter political races. Got it?" He pointed again, waving his finger.

"I got it."

"UNIT is going to be keeping an eye on you, but they won't be interfering. Unless you do something extremely messing." He scratched his head while adding, "Well, they're going to be keeping an eye on all of you. Timelines. You can't tell people what will happen. You can talk among yourselves, but that's it. And you can't change things. Time may be in flux, but you can't read time and therefore can't tell the difference between fixed and not fixed."

"Doctor?" Shaz cut in. "What are you talking about?"

"Oh, went off on a tangent. No major changes. No running for office, don't bet on teams, don't try to change things. If you use your future knowledge to put away a few criminals earlier, well, that shouldn't disturb things too much. Like Tony Crane," he repeated.

Most nodded their heads at this. Alex looked worried. "Doctor, how am I supposed to get back to Molly?"

He paused a minute. "Oh, oh! I forgot; I need to go tell them to start that surgery. They're going to take out the tumor. Good bye, I will see you all in 2008," he exclaimed, running out the room.

"Surgery?" Chris asked.

"I have a tumor. Exact same place as Sam. It's what has been keeping me here." Sam looked over at her. "The Doctor explained it all to me. Something to do with projection. We were the lucky ones that also traveled back in time." He nodded silently.

Shaz walked over. "It was a pleasure to work with you, Ma'am," she choked out. Alex held her for a couple of minutes before letting go. Chris came up behind her, hugging her without words. Ray shook her hands with a muttered phrase. Gene seemed to be sulking. Sam shook her hand, thanking her for keeping Gene in line. She told him that he wasn't as bad as he was.

"Guv," she said. He grunted. "Gene." She sighed and sat down next to him. She leaned over and whispered in his ear. He turned to her and pulled her close. The males wolf-whispered as he kissed her vigorously. It lasted until there was an uncomfortable coughing from the doorway.

A couple of UNIT officials were standing there. "Sorry, but we do need you to sign paperwork," one mentioned. They brought out papers and pens to the people in the room. Alex took one and started trying to read. Everything started swirling in her vision. She placed down the pen and looked around. Most were focusing on the papers. She leaned back and closed her eyes.

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"Mum," a voice called out. It was foggy, dim. She tried to open her eyes but they were heavy. She tried moving her hand. She got a finger, but that got the person's attention. "Mum! Mum, are you waking up?"

"Molly," she tried, barely getting it out.

"Doctor! Doctor, she's waking up!" she yelled. Alex opened her eyes with force and got blinding light in return; she closed them with a groan.

"Alex? This is Doctor Tyler," a male voice contributed.

"Lights."

"Lights are too bright, got it." There were footsteps and something being messed with. "The lights are dimmer now." She opened her eyes again. Bright, but not overly and she was able to finally look around. Molly was standing by her bed. The doctor was standing over her on the other side.

She saw him fully. He looked familiar. "Sam Tyler?"

"You know my father?" She didn't say anything in return. He moved off the topic. "Ms. Drake, we've taken out a tumor that caused you to collapse a few days ago. You're still feeling the effects of the drugs and the coma that you were in." She nodded. "You're probably going to go back to sleep. We'll check out functions later. Try to get some sleep, Alex." She fell back into sleep with the doctor explaining to Molly what was going on.

The next time she woke up, she felt better. Molly was in school for a couple of more hours. The doctor came back and tested her for a few minutes. "You are doing fine, Alex. We're going to watch you for the next couple of weeks. Watch to make sure the tumor doesn't come back."

She brought up the topic again, remembering last time. "I said Sam Tyler before."

"Yeah, I was wondering why you said that. Most people don't know him out of Manchester." She smiled briefly. "I'm going to leave you alone for a while. Allow you to catch up on your sleep." He walked out of the room.

Alex almost went back to sleep when she saw someone walk in. "Shaz?"

"Hello, Ma'am."

"I don't think you can call me ma'am anymore, Shaz. Where is everyone else?"

"Chris is still working. Ray's been on a vacation with his wife. Gene's going to be in later."

She smiled, "What's happened in the last few years? I could have sworn I met Sam Tyler's son."

"Oh. I need to tell you everything."

I'm going to end it here. Abrupt, but my head won't stay on track. Hopefully I've cleared everything up. Thanks for sticking with this. This story is complete. Thank you for your time.