Time Can Be Rewritten

Chapter 3

Hi everyone I'm celebrating by exam results so quick updates should materialize shortly, so on with this fic. Oh could you please review if you have a chance coz I really want to know what you all think of this story because I don't feel it's my best writing or idea come to that but hey my minds a rabbitie mush.

12th of July

Previously

The room began to spin in front of Alex. Bold, brash artificial white light intruded her vision. Her head began to pound and she felt like she was about to be sick then everything when dark and she felt like she was falling into to oblivion. But where she would end up "Nelson" only knew.

A young voice filtered through Alex's ears, a voice Alex would always recognise. Molly's. She couldn't understand what was happening. Why was Molly talking to her? How was it possible? She could feel strong taught leather between her fingers and she felt completely disoriented. Then her eyes snapped open and she nearly died of fright at what she saw she was sat behind the wheel of her silver Lexus with Molly, her molly to her left, going on about her blackberry she had got from Evan. On the dash board was that morning's paper she leant over and snatched it up and scanned the front page the 12th of July 2008. Yes 2008 somehow she was back. Is this what Nelson meant about Time could be rewritten? So all she had to do was act normal and go with it? But how the hell could she, her daughter was mere meters away and she hadn't seen her for three years so all she wanted to do was hold her, smell her citrus shampoo and talk endlessly about nothing in particular but most importantly to tell her she loved her.

The crack of the radio snapped her from her revive and she then realised that the events of that day would be replayed to her but maybe just maybe she could escape that bullet.

"DI Drake we have a man by the Tate modern, we need your assistance"

Hold on that wasn't right what happened to the hostage being taken. God, why was her life always so mixed up and warped.

So with the most confidence she could muster she spoke into the radio "I'm trying to take my daughter to school call in someone else"

"Ma'am he is asking specifically for you."

"Right I am on my way, Molly put the siren on"

Alex arrived at the scene having no clue what it might bring, she exited the car quickly and she already heard the mechanics of the window going down before she saw it. Molly was leaning out window with a questioning look on her face. Unlike before Alex didn't tell her daughter to stay still instead she walked off and waved her car keys over her shoulder and swiftly locked the car. That was what she should have done before.

She received the necessary information from the plod which was absolutely zilch. She ducked under the cordon and walked timidly towards a tall man with his back towards her. He was looking out towards the Thames and then she saw every tiny detail; black bellowing coat, broad defined shoulders, shiny blond hair and crocodile boots. Then he turned around and then she was faced to face with Gene Hunt. He was bewildered but jubilation was shining from his eyes. There in front of him was his Bolly the one woman he felt incomplete without and somehow his plan must of worked and by a some miracle Nelson had been able to pull a few strings and now he was with her in 2000 and bloody 8 twenty five years in the future.

"Gene?"

"Bolly, I gotta tell you something"

" what"

"I ... I love ya you daft tart"

The next thing he knew she had flung herself into his arms and tears were pouring down her face with sheer relief she had Gene and Molly was safe and in the car. Alex didn't know how and she should not care but somehow she did. She wanted closure on the whole nightmare so she could build a future with the two people she loved the most.

"How did you ...you know get here?"

"I don't really know how I got here but I know how you got here"

"How"

"It's not important"

"It's important to me Gene, one minute I was dead and now it's the day I should have been shot but Layton... Oh I know you, you killed him didn't you"

"Yeh, I figured if he was not around he couldn't shoot you. Then you could go home to Molly but I never thought it would or that I would end up here and all, not complaining though."

"You did all that for me?...Oh Gene. Oh my good Molly is in the car, come on I want you to meet her"

"Bolls, Umm will she uhh you know like me? What if she don't?"

"She will love you Gene of course I got to talk to her and explain something's to her but I'm sure you will get along like a house on fire and probably be ganging up on me in no time."

"Where will I stay Bolls?"

"With me you idiot, come you I have to get Molls to school"

"Ha, Molls Bolls that rhymes"

Gene like normal had put on his false persona and he felt pig sick. This was kill or cure time. If Molly didn't like him he was completely doomed and his relationship with Alex would be over before it had even begun. So as he followed sheepishly behind Alex towards the car he prayed to god Molly would not be a big a pain as her mother or god help him

So what will Alex say to Molly about her and Gene?

Will Molly accept Gene?

And will Gene fit in to a loving relationship and the 21st century?

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