Jess Parker

"I don't see how anything that big could be a wimp, he could crush half the staff in one go."

Charlie seethed as he pressed gauze on the wound. “Can you grab me that bottle of disinfectant on the table?”

By all accounts… I should be dead. But I’m not.”

"Well, I'm glad you're not dead." What else was she supposed to say to something like that? Admittedly, anything but I'm glad you're not dead might have been better.

"I’ve been drugged in which I saw things that were really not there, things my own mind created. I simply want to be aware and make sure this wasn’t the case again."

"I guess I was the same way when they showed me my first creature. But I've gotten used to impossible things going on here."

Jess caught the pack of cards in her hands and slowly set to work cleaning off the table and drawing a chair for herself up. She sat and watched the two interact for a minute. She'd never had that close of a relationship with a human, but Charlie was having it with Andy. A creature from the cretaceous.

"Don’t think about it as weird.  Consider it— an adventure.”

"I don't really do adventures. I don't even go out in the field, I stay safely behind my computers."

“Yep. You heard well. A time-  travelling spaceship. You  know, all of time and space  in an English police phone  box.”

"Why do all the weird things happen to me?"

Charlie seethed as he pressed gauze on the wound. “Can you grab me that bottle of disinfectant on the table?”

"But you know… as much as I missed pizza and… greasy food? I missed proper medical equipment a lot more."

"As much as I love hearing your stories about that place, I think what you did in the place of medical equipment is something I'd rather not know."

"Jess, Andy. Andy, Jess."

"---Hello, Andy." The creature was larger than she'd expected, even with all she'd heard about it. But she wasn't as scared as she probably should have been. Maybe that was because Charlie was there, and Andy was Charlie's... familiar of sorts.

       “ Right. ‘course ya can.”

"You are a genius, Connor, but I can manage my own job."

"Well, it’s a funny story, actually.  Would you believe me, if I told  you the blue box isn’t really a  blue box but a time-travelling  spaceship?”

"I'm sorry but what?"

       “ Cause I made it easy for ya.           Did all the h a r d  stuff like           figuring  out  how  to  track           the  anomalies  before  you           got here, didn’t I? ”

"And seein' as that's already done, I can handle being field coordinator without anyone's help."

Charlie seethed as he pressed gauze on the wound. “Can you grab me that bottle of disinfectant on the table?”

"When we’re done… if you want I’ll show you the rest."

"Oh." That tiny word was filled with every emotion she couldn't manage to put into words. "The cretaceous wasn't kind to you." She was even gentler now with his wound, cleaning it and wrapping bandages around it, tightly.

"He won’t bite, I promise."

"Oh, so reassuring, aren't you? Remind me not to expect comfort from you in a crisis," Jess teased as she followed him.

                        ❝Wonderland’s not so wondrous as y’might                      expect, I’m afraid. Quite the opposite, really.❞ A                     glance back over his shoulder confirmed they                      were quite alone, at present. ❝D’you have any                     idea how it was y’got here—Jess?❞ 

"I must be dreaming," Jess breathed. Wonderland? Looking Glass? This wasn't possible. This was straight from a book. Granted, the book hadn't made much sense and it wasn't much of a cheerful story, but then again this place seemed to be following those qualities. "What? I--no, I don't, I have no idea. One second I'd fallen asleep at my desk waiting for Becker to bring us food and then... I was standin' here."

"I don’t mean to intrude, but is that a fucking dinosaur?" 

"Yes, that's a dinosaur and if you can't see, I'm really busy trying to make sure my team doesn't get killed helping it home."