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[ she's been missing for a month. cora doesn't know it for certain, but she can sense something is different about wonderland. it's the smell, the way the leaves crunched differently beneath her feet when she walked out of the woods earlier that day. she can't quite put her finger on what's different, but she knows that the world she had left behind earlier that morning (five weeks ago) has somehow shifted on its axis. ]

[ however, despite her suspicions, cora's not going to bother with the pleasantries. nor is she going to bother to ask. she doesn't do network posts — doesn't see the purpose in them — but she'd been out for a run in the woods. she'd gone out in hopes of pushing herself out of her negative headspace, but has only seemed to dive further in it. ]

Throw a dog a bone. Anyone know any good jokes? Could use a couple. My brother doesn't smile much and it'd be nice to see him :) for once. Or :D if I'm lucky.

[ ha ha. something is off and perhaps it's because derek hale has learnt how to smile. ]

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Oh, you're welcome. I'm not hard to find if you need more. Just ask for the Doctor.

[ Oh, well, he sort of answered her question. Sort of. ]

Not a scientist, no. Just the Doctor, that's all.

[ Because clearly that says everything and explains everything. ]

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[ cora's waiting for the punchline of this joke. ]

The Doctor? Of what? That's you're name? The Doctor? I'm Cora. Not The Girl.

[ That's it, that's the punchline. ]

Nothing else, just the Doctor. Suppose you could say I'm the Doctor of everything, but even that's stretching it a bit. So you're better off just calling me the Doctor, Cora.

Nice name, by the way.

Do you have PHd?

[ still not getting it. ]

Well, if we're going by human standards, not really.

[ And he probably wouldn't have one even if they weren't going by human standards. ]

It's just my name, like your name is Cora.

[ It just happens that his name is also a title, but it's more than that at the same time. ]

[ human standards … that catches her eye. but cora's basically going to say what she said previously, because aliens and doctors and phds and tardis' are a difficult concept for a werewolf to grasp. ]

Doctor isn't a name. It's an occupation. That's like me going by Girl.

[ she did hesitate when writing girl, wondering if perhaps she should say werewolf. ]

It's not usually a name, but it's the only name I've got, and I'm not about to change it now.

You wouldn't go by Girl, because you've already got a name, and like I said, it's a nice name.

[ She should have said werewolf because that would've gotten the Doctor's attention, even more than she already has. ]

Your name is The Doctor? The Doctor? Your parents wouldn't name you that.

[ it's a good thing this isn't face to face because this would literally be an endless cycle of your name is the doctor? ... even though it already is on stir, repeat. at least he's spared her looks. ]

Quite right, they didn't.

[ Don't ask him what name they did give him, because he won't say. ]

I chose it for myself later on.

[ Well, if Cora would just accept what he's saying, that he's called the Doctor, then they wouldn't be going in circles. So he decides to try putting a stop to it. ]

Now I have a question for you. What's this about your brother not smiling?

[ NONE OF THIS IS MAKING SENSE. cora's about to start in on how and why did he choose that name, but thankfully, ten has other ideas. ]

He doesn't smile.

[ great social skills, cora. she does better when talking in a circle. it's like a dog chasing his/her tail. ]

He's never really happy. And with me being gone … Figured a joke might cheer him up, even if it's for a minute. He used to smile all the time.

But why, though? People don't just decide not to smile, unless something very, very terrible's happened to them.

Has something terrible happened to him? To both of you?

[ And if that's the case, then the Doctor wants to know what it is, and if there's anything he can do to help. ]

What do you mean, you being gone? But that's nice, trying to cheer him up.

[ What a good sister. ]

[ that's too many questions — too many that hit quite close to home. ]

Disappeared from Wonderland for a while.

[ and from his life for six years. he'd been gone from hers, too. but being absent from wonderland for a month is a little easier to swallow than the six years they've both been grieving for people who weren't ghosts from the start. ]

Not many good things happen. Guess, because of that, he lost the muscle function to :) Wonderland's meant to be wonderful, right?

Oh, right, I heard that could happen. And you returned, obviously.

[ He's sorry to hear that. Although, maybe it wouldn't have necessarily been better for her if she'd stayed home. ]

I see, and I'm sorry. Really sorry.

You'd think it would be that way, but I really don't think it is, not all the time.

Not the usual act of disappearing, though. I went out for a run and everything moved on without me.

[ if cora can help it, she doesn't want to reply to the rest. he doesn't owe her any apologies. things happen, shit hits the fan, and families fall apart. as for wonderland, she wants to think that it's a good place, better than beacon hills, but she's starting to wonder if it's just as bad, if not worse. ]

[ Oh, she just said the magic word. If there's anything the Doctor likes, it's running. ]

That's strange. Where did you go running?

[ Because it's possible she could've fallen into a rip in time or something like that, although he's guessing it has more to do with Wonderland's odd mechanics and less to do with the timey-wimey. ]

The woods. Always go out there. Every morning. First time I've missed an entire chunk of time.

Did something happen when you were out there? I mean, can you remember falling, or hitting your head, or anything?

[ cora thinks it over. she'd run, she'd walked, she'd jogged, and she'd taken a moment to sit down on a tree stump. not once did she fall and hit her head. she figures she'd remember that. ]

No. It was like any other morning. Except it spanned several mornings. Guess I found some air pocket in Wonderland.

Air pocket? Perhaps, but I rather think you walked into a time pocket.

[ Well, that's not the proper name for it, but the name doesn't matter. The thing itself does. ]

Isn't that the same thing? Walk into an area where time moves differently? What does your anti-gravity book call it?

I suppose, but air pocket implies you walked into somewhere with zero gravity, not a crack or rip in time. Or a pocket universe. I wonder if that's where you went. When you disappeared, what exactly did you see?

Woods.

[ that's her answer. ]

I didn't fall down another rabbit hole, if that's what you're going to say next. I was just in the woods. It was normal. Like any other day.

Woods, that's it? Just woods?

[ For some reason, he was expecting something different. And no, he wasn't going to say a word about a rabbit hole. ]

So you got yourself lost for a bit, and then you found your way out again?

Woods. Just woods.

[ why was it so difficult to grasp? she didn't understand what he wanted, apart from her answers, which didn't seem to appease him in the slightest. ]

I didn't get lost. I was in the woods for what felt like an hour. Somehow I missed weeks. I didn't fall or bump my head or pass out, before you ask. I was alert for the entire run.

[ He decides to leave the matter of the woods alone for now and moves on to something else.

And he doesn't want anything from her, not really. He's just mulling this over, trying to make sense of it. She just happens to be the unfortunate person caught up in it. ]

And that makes me think that you fell into a place where time moves differently. I wonder if I went into the woods, if I'd find something similar.

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