Cringing a bit at how Jack's coat clashed with the loud zebra-striped pattern, Alex grasped her own wine and sat down next to him, curling her legs up under her and tilting her head.
She certainly caught the meaning in his words, and somehow, it lifted her spirits. Maybe tonight wouldn't be a complete loss after all.
"It's a long story," she admitted. "I was in 2008. It was my daughter's birthday. I was taking her... We were..." She sighed, taking a sip of wine to calm her nerves. "I was taken hostage by a man and he shot me in the head. And I woke up in 1981." She looked down at her glass. "They said I'd transferred. My DCI, he shot me accidentally, last year. And I woke up, I went home." She looked back up at Jack. "Except it wasn't home. Not really. And then, I came back. All I know is I'm here, I came back for a reason, to help my team and I just wish I knew why."
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She certainly caught the meaning in his words, and somehow, it lifted her spirits. Maybe tonight wouldn't be a complete loss after all.
"It's a long story," she admitted. "I was in 2008. It was my daughter's birthday. I was taking her... We were..." She sighed, taking a sip of wine to calm her nerves. "I was taken hostage by a man and he shot me in the head. And I woke up in 1981." She looked down at her glass. "They said I'd transferred. My DCI, he shot me accidentally, last year. And I woke up, I went home." She looked back up at Jack. "Except it wasn't home. Not really. And then, I came back. All I know is I'm here, I came back for a reason, to help my team and I just wish I knew why."