So, here’s the thing; Getting hit on the head can often cause a time-traveler to make poor decisions.

I was in the lab, pack of frozen pea pressed against my aching skull, listening to Darwin gobble up his bowl of Pete’s Better-Good-Stuff Dog Food when Molly slid down the banister into the basement.

“Hey, Uncle Buster,” she said and then noticed the bag of peas. “Woah…what happened to you?”

“Museum… Nazi’s… bombs… large animal display… boom, crash… my head.”

“In a nut shell?”

“In a nut shell.”

“Who this?” she said pointing to the woman sleeping in the lounge chair parked in the corner of the lab.

“Her name is Julia,” I said.

“Interesting clothes,” said Molly.

“That’s how they dressed back then.”

“Uncle Buster, you brought someone back with you?”

I waved my hands dismissively. “I wasn’t thinking straight. She was helping me get to safety as the bombs were falling all over London. A section of the building fell separating us from the others who had gone deeper into the shelter and…”

“And he saved my life,” said Julia from the lounge chair.

“Oh, hi,” said Molly.

“Hi there,” said Julia. “I’m Julia. You must be Molly. Your uncle has told me all about you.”

“Lies,” said Molly.

Molly leaned over and whispered into my ear. “Does she know she is not in her time?”

“Yep,” I said.

“But Uncle Buster…”

“Like I was saying,” I said lifting the bag of peas up to reveal the lump on the side of my head, “I wasn’t thinking straight.”

“I understand your concern, Molly,” said Julia. “If your uncle didn’t pull me through that magical door of his, I would probably be dead right now.”

“You don’t seem shocked about any of this,” said Molly.

“I spend my day in a museum, surrounded by the past,” said Julia. “Surrounding myself with the future seems like a natural progression to me. That’s the only way I can explain it.”

“Are you staying here?” asked Molly.

“I’m not sure what we’re going to do,” I said. “Maybe we’ll have to bring her back… just to a safer point in time.”

“What were you doing there to begin with?” asked Molly.

“I meant to visit a safer point in time,” I said, “but I ended up in London just as the Nazi’s were attacking from the air…”