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He had no idea where he was, even when he was. He had his medical kit on him, his personal go bag that kept the few things he held dear that he always had stashed in his office...the Enterprise had been under attack and they were jettisoning out in the Kelvin pods and his got hit and…
He was somewhere else. And from the looks of it, somewhen, too. If the fashion was any indication, this was all worn during Jim’s favorite era of the past. Maybe...2000s? Maybe a little later? But there were subtle differences, too.
Maybe he wasn’t just somewhere else and somewhen else. He was starting to get the distinct feeling he wasn’t even in the same universe anymore.
But even though the pod had been jettisoned into a rather undisturbed wooded area, he wanted to get the hell out of dodge as quickly as possible, get the lay of the land, figure out a place...to...go?
What the hell was rubbing at his ankle?
“Hey, kitty,” he said, bending down to pick up the cat, but she moved out of reach. Looked like it had a tag of some sort. If a person cared enough for a cat, maybe they’d help a concussed stranger with amnesia? Close as a story he could think of. He made another grab for the cat but it pranced out of his way and eventually he decided hell with it, he’d give chase.
The cat only seemed to run away when he put some speed into trying to chase it; otherwise, it walked at a brisk, almost regal pace, as if it had places to go and people to see. And since he didn’t but this cat had some certain destination in mind, off the went. It wasn’t until they got to a flight of stairs built into the sidewalk and he saw a sign Carol had mentioned as belonging in the past in London that he knew at least one piece of where he was.
The cat finally let him pick it up and he made his way down to the London Underground area, only to be stopped by needing a ticket of some sort. Doing something he’d never dream of doing normally, he went over the turnstile and continued on his way. He could hear someone shout but a train was pulling up and he was on the train with the cat in his arms before the person could catch him.
“Now, mister...or misses, where are we headed?” he murmured. He looked and saw the collar had a tag, and the tag said a number and Montague Street. He looked up and around on the train and realized this train would take him right there, he just needed to wait for a few stops. And so he did with the cat in arms, getting off and carrying it up the steps.
“Toby!” he heard a woman shout and come running towards him. “I’ve been walking around the whole neighbourhood for hours.” McCoy looked at the tag again and saw that yes, this was Toby.
“He got on the train and went a bit away from home,” McCoy said as the woman got closer. “Thought I’d bring him back to you.”
“Why thank you,” she said, giving him a dazzling smile. “Could I gift you with a cuppa for ensuring this naughty kitty got home safe?”
He blinked, and then he smiled widely. “I’d like that a lot, darlin. Thanks. I’m a bit...lost.”
“Yes, you definitely look like you were on your way to some comic book convention or something,” she said, taking Toby from him. “I’m Molly. And you are…?”
“Leonard,” he said, holding out a hand. She shifted the cat and shook his. “Leonard McCoy.”
She gave him an odd look but nodded. “I think we have a lot to talk about, Leonard. But for your safety, you may just want to call yourself something else.”
“What?”
“You look enough like Karl Urban and your name is Leonard McCoy? Really? If you were a little shorter I’d think this was some elaborate prank to tease me that Sherlock might have cooked up. He knows I love the new Star Trek movies. I mean, I practically drool over his doppelganger in ‘Into Darkness.’ Benedict Cumberbatch is a dish. But, I mean, McCoy was always my favorite, mostly because...” She trailed off, frowning. “This is no joke?”
“No joke. I am actually Leonard McCoy, from Macon Georgia, and I’m a Doctor in Starfleet,” he said with a frown. “I’m fictional here?”
“Oh dear,” she said. “Yes, you definitely need to come with me. I think I might be your only hope at getting some semblance of a life here.” She nodded down the street. “Come on, and I’ll explain along the way.”
He gave her a curious look, but as she seemed to be taking this twist better than he was, he trusted her enough to go with her...for now.