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Tweak says, "why not both?"

Owen Harper [Torchwood] (hiddenheart) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2009-01-21 09:40:00

Current mood:	confused
Entry tags:	lyssa harper, owen harper, timey wimey plot

Who: Owen and Lyssa
Where: The house
When: Just after they talked here
What: Trying to calm Lyssa and convince her she belongs.
Rating: TBD

There was a sense of terror in Owen as he made his way back to the house. What could be wrong with Lyssa? Why would she not know her own son and even him? This brought back too many painful memories for the jaded man and he wasn't sure how he would do it agian. Owen knew that despite the fact that Danny was the child of another version of himself, he still had Owen's blood running through his veins which meant that he was not going to let anything happen to him.

Taking a deep, pained, breath Owen opened the front door to the house he now shared with a woman he was getting to know once again and called out for her. "Lyssa". As he called out for her, he walked from room to room trying to find the woman he was looking for.

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nothing_of_note
2009-01-21 06:54 pm UTC (link)

Lyssa was sat next to Danny's crib. Something had kept her there. She thought maybe one day she would be the woman that lived this life. Had kids, she'd poked around the flat briefly seeing photos of her and a pair of girls, some with a guy others just her and the guy.

She heard the door standing up she headed out the room to find out who this guy who knew her was. Clearly he was the one from the photos. She looked younger. She felt bad she didn't have a clue who he was.

"Hi." She put her hands in her pockets and stood awkwardly. She didn't want to be left alone. Not without her big brother around. She wasn't sure where she was and what she was meant to be doing.

"Ba...Danny's asleep." She remembered the baby's name at least, if only because it was on his door.

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hiddenheart
2009-01-21 09:01 pm UTC (link)

He nodded "Now can you explain to me what happened?" He asked as he watched her closely. "You look different, sound different, you don't know who I am...why?"

Without waiting for a reply, oddly in an instinctive manner, he moved forward and attempted to pull her into a hug. This was all confusing to him, but that didn't keep his newly found feelings for the woman from surfacing.

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	nothing_of_note 2009-01-22 06:52 am UTC (link)
	Lyssa froze at first not entirely sure what to make about him, then she didn't care. Her future self from the photos seemed happy with him and she was upset enough she clung to him. His shoulder might get a bit damp since she was crying. "I woke up here." She said between sniffs. "I ... don't ... know ... what ... happened." She started crying even more. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	hiddenheart 2009-01-22 10:04 am UTC (link)
	"shhh" He said softly. She was still the woman he was falling for apparently all over again, so he would stand by her no matter what. "Probably the bloody vortex." Owen finally muttered as he pulled back and looked into her eyes. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

nothing_of_note
2009-01-23 06:29 am UTC (link)

She looked up at him, she felt like she looked a sight. Her eyes were going red from crying as it was already. She sniffled again and tried to dry her eyes.

"What?" He seemed to care for her, she considered her future self lucky then if she had someone like that. Though having kids still made her a little uneasy but a lot could change in ten years. She knew then life could change in a day.

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	hiddenheart 2009-01-23 09:39 am UTC (link)
	"The vortex.." he repeated then told her how it worked and where they were. Owen knew he wasn't the greatest at explaining things, most of the time it was due to his lack of concern, but for her he wanted to make sure she understood. "What is the last thing you remember?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	nothing_of_note 2009-01-23 07:27 pm UTC (link)
	She wasn't quite sure she could believe what he was telling her. But the idea seemed so implausable that he couldn't be lying about it. Why would anyone make something like that up. "Crying myself to sleep after arguing with M." She sighed. Not knowing if she'd ever see her brother again. She wouldn't. Even if she did make it back. But she didn't know that yet. (Reply to this) (Parent)