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[poshmouthytart.livejournal.com]

[Alex is confused. This is extremely obvious by the way she's standing, mouth slightly open, blinking at the sky.]

No...

[She looks around. She puts a hand to her head, feeling the gauze dressing she's become accustomed to. It feels real enough, but that's an old trick, isn't it?]

This is absurd. Completely. It's all in your head, Alex, just like last time, you knew this could have happened again but...

Well, to be fair, my mind could have conjured up something just a bit more familiar, couldn't it have? I mean, I think I bloody owe myself that much.

[Her eyes close for a moment. If it looks like she's just trying to will the Plane away, well, that's precisely what she's doing.]

I'd put up with Gene Hunt over this. But really, is 2008 too much to ask for? London, Earth, 2008, I made it back once already, wasn't that enough?

[She's shouting now, at the star-speckled sky, possibly at the point of hysteria. But don't expect her to go admitting it.]

I'm not leaving there again, you hear me? I am not going through this again!

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[theguv.livejournal.com]

Good.

Suppose neither of us do, really.

[poshmouthytart.livejournal.com]

I need to go home. But if I leave, can I come back here?

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Yeah. It's like the pub, luv. Think you're there and wham! That's where you are.

[poshmouthytart.livejournal.com]

Things might not have been bad, the last time, if it had been the same way.

[She offers him a smile.] See you later, Guv.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[has no idea what she's talking about but just nods] Maybe.

Watch yourself, bollyknickers.

[poshmouthytart.livejournal.com]

[Well, that's not to different from the usual, is it? But she gives him a glance that probably lingers a bit too long, and with a thought, she's gone.]