Dr. John Watson

Alana laughs softly. "You weren't planning on having kids?" she asks. Truthfully, she's not sure she'd want to have children here. The place has a tendency to be troubled, and she'd find it odd, raising someone here when she knows she's from another world, though if anyone would accept that explanation without hesitation, it's a child. But then, she's unlikely to be in a position to have children until it's past being a sensible option.