Summary: Reappearing in the world many years after he faced a Time Demon, Rip is surprised by how things have changed but where is Gideon and the Waverider?
Author’s Note: Day 6: “Live the next day” – Rip is still out there, so how does he re-join Gideon? Perhaps he’s got something up his sleeve that he’s working on.
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The world around him filled with blinding light, before it faded to nothing. Rip lay in the darkness, floating in a sea of nothing unaware before consciousness rushed back upon him. Gasping Rip opened his eyes and sat up sharply, confused to find he was in a room which had light peach curtains that matched the bedspread covering him.
“Well, it’s about bloody time,” a familiar voice made Rip turn to the man walking into the room, “You’ve been taking up space in the spare room for long enough.”
Self-professed Master of the Dark Arts, John Constantine nodded, “So no amnesia. I lost that bet.”
“Where the hell are we? Rip demanded, “Because this is not the Mill House, unless a spell went very, very wrong.”
“This is our spare room.”
Before John could answer a woman called, “Is he awake?”
Rip stared confused at the woman who appeared, recognition hitting him after a moment, “Miss Tomaz?”
“Zari Tarazi,” she corrected before explaining, “You must have known the other version of me.”
“The other…” Rip let out an annoyed huff, “They changed time again, didn’t they?”
John and Zari swapped a look before John noted, “There were circumstances.”
“Bloody arrogant as always, thinking they know best,” Rip snapped before rubbing his temple, “Okay, other things to think about just now. Where is my ship? I need to let Gideon know I’m alive, even if the lecture will take several hours not to mention the medical exam.”
John and Zari glanced at one another again before John noted, “The lecture can wait. You’ve been unconscious since you appeared in my living room three days ago.”
John nodded, “Yes, so slow down a bit. Get your strength back.”
“Have a shower, get dressed then have something to eat,” Zari added.
With a smile, Zari disappeared, and Rip turned to his friend, “She is very different from the women you normally hook up with.”
“We’re trying to make a go of it,” John shrugged, “Seeing how it goes.”
Rip looked around the room thoughtfully, “And how long have you been seeing how it goes?”
John shrugged, “Ten years or so.”
Laughing Rip managed to stand, “So not long then.”
Rolling his eyes, John left him to freshen up.
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