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The Eleventh Hour
Late at night, a young girl no more than thirteen sat up in her room praying for the voices to stop. Her aunt had been gone for hours and she was left alone in the house, not that it bothered her. She had always been left alone even before she moved to Scotland , her adopted parents weren't always there for her but now all she wanted was her mother to hold her tight and tell her nothing was wrong in the way that – even though she knew it was a lie – would make her feel a little better.
"Hi there…um I know that I haven't really been too religious lately but it is an emergency. Ever since I've come to live here, there has been a crack in my wall and…and sometimes I can hear voices. Aunt Leah said that it's an ordinary crack but she hasn't been in my room long enough to see it before she has to go out again.
"Look I know that you're busy and all but do you think that you can maybe send someone to fix it or maybe at least stop the voices I hear? I would appreciate it very much if you would so-" the girl heard a whirring noise coming from the outside of her window and she paused for a minute. Seconds later she heard a crash. Turning around she ran to her window and looked out and saw something smoking and there were flickers of fire coming out of something blue.
The same something that had landed on her Aunt's shed. Oh my god! Quickly grabbing her torch she ran outside to the back garden and went to investigate. She slowly walked up to it and looked at the thing noticing the words 'Police Box' on the sides. Well that wasn't exactly what I was talking about but okay… She walked closer and looked at it.
Suddenly the doors opened and a grappler flew out and attached itself onto the bottom of the swing set that was in the garden. Looking back at the box, she noticed two hands on top of it and then a face popped up. A man and that man was smiling, or at least it looked like he was smiling. She stared at him and he stared back with a grin on his face. He opened his mouth and said the oddest thing that she had ever heard in a situation like this:
"Can I have an apple?" She frowned and the guy carried on. "All I can think about is apples. I love apples. Maybe I'm having a craving - that's new never had cravings before." He stopped talking and then tried to lift himself up, as if it was a mountain that he had to climb and he was at the very top, trying to lift himself up. He clambered on to the edge and looked into the inside of the box. "Ohh, look at that." Okay then, he's obviously mad but what the hell? I may as well give him his apple.
"Are you okay?" She asked still looking at the man with curiosity.
"Just had a fall, all the way down there to the library." Yep. Defiantly mad. "Hell of a climb back up."
"Uh huh, but your soaking wet." She observed.
"I was in the swimming pool." The girl frowned at the statement; it was said as if was the most normal thing in the world.
"You said you were in the library." She reminded him crossing her arms and leaning to one side starring at him.
"So was the swimming pool." He said nodding his head but she frowned and looked at him like he was mad.
"Okay so let me get this straight. You just climbed from the library up to here while soaking wet because you fell into the pool which was also in the library?" The man nodded and she raised her eyebrows. "Okay then. Well look, are you like a police man or something?" It was clear that she wasn't getting anywhere with this man.
"Why? Did you call a police man?" He didn't sound like he was nervous, just asking a question she observed.
"Not unless you deal with cracks." She said. This seemed to catch the man's attention a little bit more as he turned around to face her more. The girl now had most of his attention.
"What cra-" He fell off the side and onto the ground suddenly, almost like he was having a muscle spasm; that worried her slightly as she had never seen one before.
"Hey, are you okay dude?" She asked genuinely worried now. She crouched to the ground wondering what to do.
"I'm fine, I'm okay. This is all just perfectly normal!" Although to her, it sounded like he was having trouble breathing. She was just about to ask again when the man coughed out a golden sort of dust. As odd as it was, there was something about the golden dust that intrigued her, not frightened her as it probably should have done. In fact, in all honesty, seeing it made her excited – but she had no idea why.
"Who are you?" The girl asked while thinking to herself okay, not weird at all. His hands had the same sort of gold dust and glow around him as he had let out earlier.
"I don't know yet, I'm still cooking." He said also looking at his hands but then he turned to her. The girl thought she saw a flash of something but it was gone way before she could identify it. "Does it scare you?" Immediately she shook her head. She had already seen a lot that she should be scared of but she hadn't been scared of that. Granted they were mostly in her dreams but this wasn't much different.
"No not really, I guess I'm just good with weird and this is definitely weird."
"No, no, no, the crack in your wall; does it scare you?" He asked looking right at her. She looked at him for a little while before she nodded hesitantly. "Yes, it does." Suddenly he jumped up and smiled once again.
"Well then, no time to lose. I'm the Doctor. Do everything I tell you, don't ask stupid questions and don't wonder off." He turned and started walking towards the house leaving her behind. Great, she thought. I've just invited a mad man inside my home. But just as she was about to follow him he crashed into a tree and fell to the ground.
"Are you alright?" She asked him again looking at him from where she was standing.
"Early days, the steering is a bit off." She looked at him oddly before shrugging. He got up and walked right into her house until he found the kitchen and then he started looking around. She walked over to the fruit basket and got out an apple before chucking it at him. He caught it and looked at it.
"Alright then, if you're a Doctor then why does your box say police? Or is that too stupid a question for me to ask huh Doc?" He looked at her and frowned.
"Don't call me doc." He said simply before taking a bite out of the apple and chewing it a few times. Winter watched him in disbelief, as he spat it out.
"Hey! Why'd you do that?" She asked. He looked at her before answering. "That's disgusting, what is that?" She rolled her eyes in disbelief. "It's an apple."
"Apples' are rubbish, I hate apples." He stretched out his hand for her to take it back.
"You said you loved them." She challenged not taking the apple. Taking the hint he brought his arm back.
"No, no, no, I'll have yogurt. Yogurt's are my favourite, give me yogurt." She ran to the fridge and got out the yogurt and gave it to him. He opened it and drank it from the pot before spitting it out, the now a little annoyed teen felt a little of it hit her face and she licked her lips and took a deep breath before wiping it off.
"What the hell was that for?" She asked him, he turned his head and looked at her obviously not knowing what he had done wrong. "You just spat the yogurt out on the floor. You do realize that I'm going to have to clear that up right? And on top of that you got some of it on my face!" She screeched. He ignored her.
"I hate yogurt, it's just stuff with bits in." He handed her the almost empty container and she growled. "Did you just growl?" he asked grinning, she did not answer and just went to the table and sat down on a chair.
"You want food? You go look for it then." She indicated around the kitchen and he shrugged and looked around it for food repeating the same thing over and over again; it was the same, he found something and he spat it out. It went on like that – with beans, bacon, toast and all kinds of things - for a good half an hour before the girl took pity on him.
"Check the freezer, and while you're in there get out the cookie dough ice-cream please?" He went over to the freezer and did just what she asked him to do and then he took out the fish fingers and the custard. "Pray tell, what are you going to do with that?" she asked after he had finished cooking the fish fingers and heating the custard.
"Eat it, what else?" he dipped a fish finger into the custard and then eating it. Before she could say anything else he grabbed the bowl, brought the whole thing to his mouth and drank it. Okay, I think I'm going to be sick. She thought. She looked down and ate some of the ice-cream in her hand.
"Weird." Was all she said to him as he dipped in another fish finger and ate it.
"Am I? That's good. Weird is good." She rolled her eyes. "What's your name?" She paused. Logically she knew she should probably lie but there was something there telling her to tell him he truth against her better judgement. Instead of fighting with herself she came to a conclusion: she would tell him her middle name.
"Winter Swann." A huge smile leapt across his face and his eyes softened. For a minute, Winter thought she saw recognition flash through them but it was gone too quickly for her to make it out. There was also another emotion; it was fleeting and odd - one that Winter had never seen before so, for the moment, she decided to dismiss it.
"Ohh brilliant name that is, graceful too. Winter Swann, like a name in a fairy tale." Winter smiled at the compliment but then frowned once she looked at the mess on the floor. "You're still cleaning
up that mess you left." She said and the Doctor grinned at her cheekily.
"Are we in America Winter?" he asked. "Nope, were in Scotland, I had to move here about a year ago to live with my 'aunt'." She made quotation marks around the word and the Doctor thought that a bit odd, then, thinking about it he decided it wasn't that odd.
"What about your parents then? I would have thought that we'd have woken them up by now." She didn't let on the hurt she felt when he brought them up.
"I never knew them." Was all she said before eating more ice-cream. "I only live with my aunt."
"I don't even have an aunt." He said, trying to cheer her up.
"Count yourself lucky then." She smiled.
"I know." He carried on eating for a few seconds never stopping from looking at her. "So your aunt, where is she?" he asked. Winter shrugged casually, not really caring.
"Probably out with some guy, or at a club. Though there isn't much to do here so I don't know."
"And she left you all alone?" Winter rolled her eyes at him.
"The law states that in any region of Great Briton, a child above the age of 12 is allowed to be left without child supervision for various periods of time." It was a subtle warning, the Doctor noticed, telling him that she didn't like people babying her and he smiled at it however it was odd how she changed to a formal tone. "And besides, it's not like I'm scared."
"Course you're not, you're not scared of anything. A box falls out of the sky, man falls out of box, man eats fish custard." He took another mouthful of it, "and look at you, sitting there eating ice-cream." She shrugged at him.
"I told you, I'm good with weird." She said and then carried on too quiet for him to hear her. "And with bad too."
"So you know what I think?" He paused for a second. "It must be a hell of a scary crack in your wall." She took him upstairs to see the crack and he looked at it before once again saying the weirdest thing she had ever heard. "You've had some cowboys in here." She gave him a look that showed she had no understanding of what he was saying.
"Well not actual cowboys, though that can happen." She rolled her eyes at him before taking the apple she had carved the face on giving it to him and explaining what she had done.
He took it smiling and looked back at the wall before he began to ramble on. Winter being the girl she was, lost interest once she didn't understand what he was saying and ignored him but then he asked her something.
"What?" She asked and he must have mistaken it for her answering a question because he went on to say:
"It's a crack. But I'll tell you something funny, if you knocked this wall down the crack would stay put because the crack isn't in the wall."
"Well then where is it?" She asked, paying attention now. She loved things like this. When she was younger there would be no stopping the ideas that flew through her head and as she got older she would draw them out however the next thing he said was a bit of a let down.
"Everywhere." Yes, that is very helpful Doc. "In everything, it's a split in the skin of the world. Two parts of space and time that should never have touched." Well that is certainly more interesting. He ran his fingers along the crack again. "Pressed together, right here in the wall of your bedroom." He pressed his ear against the wall listening for something. "Sometimes, can you hear-"
"A voice? Yeh." The Doctor seemed to have heard something because he ran to the corridor and grabbed a glass with water in it, he chucked the water out though and Winter sighed again. The Doctor pushed the glass against the wall and listened.
"Prisoner Zero has escaped." He heard Winter whisper, it was then that he knew that she really was frightened and it took a lot to frighten this girl. He knew from experience.
"That's what I hear, but what does it mean?" Her voice was back to normal and she was trying to mask her fear and she was doing a very good job in the Doctor's opinion.
"It means that on the other side of this wall there is a prison, and they've lost a Prisoner. And do you know what that means?" He asked her. She shook her head. "That you need a better wall." He put down the cup and heard her snort. "That isn't a very ladylike thing to do now is it?" He asked her still looking at the wall.
"Would you like me to say something else? Because if you want, I can say something a little more colourful and even less lady like." He turned and saw her eyes crossed and her mouth in a frown with her arms crossed, daring him to continue.
"No, no, that's fine." He ran over to her dresser and picked it up before moving over to the other side of the room. "The only way to close the bridge is to open it all the way. The forces will invert and it will snap shut or…"
"Or? Or what? Nothing ever turns out okay when someone says or." The panic was creeping up now even though she was trying to stop it.
"You know how someone tells you that everything is going to be fine but you know they're probably lying to make you feel better?" he waited for her to answer and she did with a nod. "Everything is going to be fine." She narrowed her eyes at him but there wasn't anything he could do about it. She would freak out if she understood. But then again, she isn't a normal girl. He thought, momentarily contradicting himself.
He held out his hand for her to take, not knowing what she was going to do but then he felt her hand grasping his. He took a breath and raised his Sonic Screwdriver at the crack and activated it.
The crack opened and a giant eye could be seen looking at them saying the same words over and over again: 'Prisoner Zero has escaped.' The eye looked around frantically searching for something but then the crack closed in a flash of while light. "There, you see I told you it would close. Good as new." He said rubbing his hands together.
"What was that thing?" She asked and the Doctor looked at her. "Was that Prisoner Zero?"
"No. I think that was his guard but whatever it was it sent me a message. Psychic paper, it takes a lovely little message." He said looking at the glowing blue bit of paper. "'Prisoner Zero has escaped.' But why tell us? Unless…" he got up and moved towards the door.
"Unless what?" Winter asked nervously and a little bit curious as to what the Doctor would say.
"Unless Prisoner Zero escaped through here."
"Are you telling me that some alien…thing could be hiding in my house?" She asked loudly. That would not be good. In fact that would be the opposite of good; if her aunt found it...God knew what would happen.
"Yeh, could be." The Doctor said looking around. "But he couldn't have, we would know." He ran out to the corridor and looked around before looking at an expectant Winter. "Its difficult, a brand new me, nothing works yet but there's something I'm missing." He was still looking around and Winter did the same thing.
She looked around everywhere but something seemed off, whenever she looked at one corner of the hall her eyes suddenly moved somewhere else, like they couldn't look there. But that could be nothing. She thought. Anyway, there isn't anything in that corner. She resigned.
The Doctor had been saying something but she hadn't been listening. A clanging could be heard throughout the house and it must have been important because the Doctor ran down the stairs back out to the back garden. "How can a box have engines?" Winter asked looking at him; he was getting the grappling hook ant tying it to something.
"It's not a box, it's a time machine." He was moving now, doing something else.
"What? You mean a real time machine? You have a real time machine?" She asked not believing him in the slightest.
"Not for much longer if I don't get it stabilized. A five minuet hop into the future should do it." An idea occurred to Winter and almost hesitantly, she asked.
"Can I come?" There was the hope in her voice that was almost impossible for the Doctor to ignore but he couldn't. If he took her now, he would mess up everything. Every time stream, every meeting and possible every feeling - and he just couldn't risk that changing.
"Not safe in here not yet. Five minutes, give me five minutes. I'll be right back."
"People always say that." Why she have hoped that he would be any different than anyone else? He was just like every other person that had made her a promise.
"Am I people? Do I even look like people?" He had climbed down from the time machine and came up to her, kneeling slightly so that he was looking in her eyes and was waiting for an answer. She shook her head. "Trust me, I'm the Doctor." She nodded and smiled at him. He climbed back onto the side and looked at her again.
"I'm holding you to that Doctor." She said still smiling. He nodded his head and turned to look down inside the box and with a 'Geronimo' he jumped. Winter heard a splash. What do you know? There could very well be a pool after all. She waited there for a couple of minutes and then with a whirring sound it was gone. She rushed up to her room and packed all her clothes before going back into the garden and waited. She waited and waited sitting on that suitcase until she fell asleep and that was how her aunt found her, asleep on a suitcase in the back garden.
The whirring started up again and the Doctor stepped out of the time machine. "Winter?" He looked around and ran into the house calling out her name again. She was in so much trouble and she had to get out of there. "I worked out what he wants; I know what I was missing. You have to get out of there!"
He used the Sonic Screwdriver to open up the door and ran up the stairs. He ran straight to the room and used the screwdriver again. "Prisoner Zero is here. Prisoner Zero is here! Do you understand me?" He heard a creek and turned around just in time to see a bat swinging his way and the blackness. When he woke up he was on the floor with a headache as well.
"There is a man here, looks like he's in his early 20's, someone hurry." He looked up to see a young woman with white blonde hair with purple streaks framing her face in her 20's in a red shirt, jeans and a pair of black converses.
Something about her seemed familiar, her hair for one thing but he couldn't remember why. The whack on his head had done something to him for the moment.
"Cricket bat…hnm…cricket bat." He shook his head a little but still looked at the young woman in front of him.
"What the hell were you doing in this house?" She asked him. Her Scottish accent ringing through the halls. All of a sudden he tried to get up but was pulled back down. He looked at his wrist and saw rope was tied around them.
"Well that's much better." He said to no one in particular. He tried to get loose but he couldn't, the rope was tied on too tightly. "Brand new me, whack on the head just what I needed. I should probably try that next time."
"Do you want to shut up?" she asked sarcastically to him. "I mean it's probably best for you…'anything you say can and will be held against you in court.' The police are coming."
"Not important." He told her. "Who are you?"
"No one you need to be worried about. You are however breaking and entering in my house." Her house? Must be the aunt, but no she looks too young but then Winter never told me how old her aunt was. But no! That's not right - Winter's aunt had...shocked, the Doctor realized Winter had never actually told him what her aunt had looked like.
"Well then where's Winter?" The woman froze for an instant.
"Winter Swann?" She asked him, her face had gone pale. This was not a good sign. In all the years the Doctor had been on Earth, humans paling generally equalled very not good.
"Yeh, sarcastic American teenager?" The woman looked like she had seen a ghost. "I promised her five minuets but the engines were fazing and I suppose I might have gone a bit far." The woman still didn't say anything. "Has something happened to her?" The only response was her head shaking.
No, no, no, No, NO! Winter couldn't be dead! She couldn't be hurt. If she was…
"Winter Swann isn't here. She hasn't been here in a long time." No please don't mean that. The feeling of dread filled him. He could feel his hearts breaking a little as she said that but he didn't.
But no! That didn't make any sense. This had already happened hadn't it. Winter wasn't - "How long?" He asked her silently begging for her to be lying.
"Ten months." Her hazel brown eyes never left his, studying him for…something.
"No, no, no I can't be ten months late I said five minuets. I promised." He had let her down again – after he promised her. He could feel the tears gather in his eyes but he ignored them.
If Winter was in trouble, there would be hell to pay.
"Why do you want to know about Winter Swann?" She asked him but he couldn't answer that, instead he ignored her and got straight to the point.
"I need to speak to whoever lives in this house!"
"I live here. Now answer the question!" He frowned. If this woman lived here – this woman that reminded him of her was in trouble, he swore that she would get out of this alive.
"You live here? But your…who are you?" He asked her. Her eyes flashed with annoyance.
"For your information sir, I am a mechanic." She glared at him.
"You?" He scoffed. Must run in the family then.
"Yes! Now why do you want Winter?" She asked but he didn't answer.
"How many rooms?" He asked.
"What?" She couldn't believe him; here he was appearing back into her life after eight years and asking her how many doors there were.
"On this floor, how many rooms are their? Count them for me." He said staring into her eyes.
"Why?" Of course she said why, no-one in their right mind would not ask why.
"Because it will change your life." It was all the explanation he was going to give her and she knew it.But my life has already been changed, even before I met you. She thought but she counted anyway. Six, just like their always had been, just like their always would be.
"There are six rooms in this house and I don't want to know what's behind the last one." She told him begrudgingly.
"Six - "he interrupted her before realizing what she had just said. "Wait what? How do you know there are six rooms?"
"Because I do. How do you know?" She asked, smiling as she looked at the shock his face was in. It was hilarious looking at the man in shock, the same one that had very nearly ruined her life.
"No, no, no. I asked you first." He said shaking his head. The woman sighed and folded her arms in front of her.
"Low level perception filter. Really if they hadn't wanted me to see it they should have shrouded it or something but I figured that it whatever is in there will go through all that trouble to not be found then I probably shouldn't look in the room right?" The Doctor stared at her in pure shock.
Never before had he met a human that knew what a perception filter was, at least not one that had worked in Torchwood but there wasn't a base in Scotland – well as far as he was aware there wasn't, so what was this girl?
"Your right." He said slowly. "There is a perception filter all around the door; I sensed it the last time I was here. I should have seen it." He explained to her, she remembered only too well the last time he had been there.
"Yeh, you really should have. You must feel pretty stupid right about now. Although…" she trailed off. "Now that you're here I could probably find out what's been living in my house for the last ten months huh?"
"No, stay away from that door!" She kept walking towards it. Of course she doesn't listen, why does anybody listen?"Do not TOUCH that door!" She put her hand on the handle and turned it. "Listen to me, don't open that-" she opened the door.
"Why does no one ever listen to me? Do I have a face that no-one listens to?" He wasn't expecting her to answer but she did.
"Yes quite frankly, you do." She walked into the room and he sighed before searching his pockets.
"My Sonic Screwdriver, where is it? It's a silver thing and blue at the end, where did it go?" He asked still looking around for it.
"There's nothing here." She said from inside the room.
"Whatever it is tried to stop you from seeing the whole room what makes you think it's going to let you see it now? Now please just get out!" He pleaded with her, hoping she would see reason but of course she didn't.
"Don't insult me." She snapped. "I was talking about your screwdriver but now I see it. Blue and sliver yeh?" She asked him very suddenly.
"My screwdriver? Yes." Relief swept over him for an instant. "It must have fallen under the door." He hoped that was what had happened.
"Yeh, it must have, and then it must have jumped up and rolled onto the table." He could hear the sarcasm but also the prick of fear that had found it's way into her voice.
"Get out of there." He called to her but she didn't listen. "GET OUT OF THERE!" He tried again but nothing. He tried again and this time he also tried to get out of the ropes but nothing was working then he heard nothing. "What is it? What are you doing?" he asked.
"There's nothing here but…" she trailed off and he prayed it wasn't what he thought it was.
"The corner of your eye." He said quietly but he knew that she could hear him.
"What is it?" There was interest in her voice and the Doctor recognized it. It was the same tone he had heard many times before.
"Don't try to see it; if it knows you've seen it it will kill you."Thank you Doctor for telling me that she thought. "Don't look at it. Do not look!" He heard her gasp and he hoped she was listening to him.
When she screamed, it was proof that she hadn't.
She ran to him, screwdriver in hand. He held out his hand and she gave him his screwdriver and he pointed it at the door pressing the button.
He heard the whirring and the door lock clicked closed. Then he turned it on the ropes and tried but it wasn't working. "Oh, what has the bad alien done to you?" He pressed it again but nothing. And this was my favourite one too, he pouted.
"What has it done to it? What about what it'll do to us? Will that door hold it?" The girl asked worried now. Sure now she's worried.
"Sure yeh of course. It's an inter-dimensional multi-form from out of space, their all terrified of wood."
"Dude, so not the time for you sarcasm." Something flickered in his mind and he turned to look at the woman. She glared at him for his comment. "Why are you stopping?" She shouted. Her vision was pulled back to the door at the light coming through the door.
"What's that? What's it doing?" He heard her ask, he looked up from trying to clean the screwdriver of the gunk the alien had put all over it.
"I don't know getting dressed?" He went back to cleaning it. "Run, the police are coming; they'll get you to safety." He said still trying to get it to work.
"Yeh, uhh there aren't any police coming." He looked up in disbelief.
"I heard you on the phone. You called them."
"It was dead." She said still looking at the door. "I was looking for my charger when I knocked you out."
"So then why were you pretending?" He asked her trying to hide his annoyance with her.
"Strange man breaking and entering into my house. It's normal to call the police isn't it? Besides, I needed answers from you and threatening was the easiest way to do it." She told him while at the same time the door fell off its hinges. There in the doorway stood a man and his black dog. "But it's just…"
"No it isn't. Look at the faces." She looked at them and heard the dog growling only…the dog wasn't growling, its mouth was completely still. It was the man's mouth the growls were coming from. The man started barking.
"Ohh that is very clever, but what is it?" She looked down at the Doctor waiting for an answer.
"It's all one creature disguised as two. Clever old multi-form, a bit of a rushed job though. Got the voice a bit muddled did you?" He asked it. Both forms turned their heads to face the Doctor at the exact same time.
God that's freaky. "Mind you where'd you get the pattern from? You would have to have a psychic link. How'd you fix that?" Is he actually having a conversation with the thing? Winter asked herself.
The thing only growled in response before opening his mouth where there were weird freaky sharp teeth. "Stay boy!" The Doctor shouted. "Apparently were safe, you wanna know why? Because she sent for police." He pointed at her and she shook her head.
"I thought we established that I didn'tsend for them." She hissed quietly at the Doctor , never stopping looking at the creature.
"Yeh but he doesn't know that." He said back. Then he turned back to the Multiform. "So, she's got back up and they're coming so you should leave." A voice rang through the house.
Attention Prisoner Zero, the human residence is surrounded. Attention Prisoner Zero, the human residence is surrounded.
"What's that?" She asked.
"That would be back up. See? We do have back up and that's defiantly why were safe."
Prisoner Zero will be contained in the human residence or the human residence will be incinerated.
"Well safe apart from you know…incineration."
Prisoner Zero will be contained in the human residence or the human residence will be incinerated.
The Doctor started hitting the screwdriver on the floor trying to get it to work until it finally worked and he used it on the rope until it broke. "Run!" He got up and ran down the stairs and out the door.
"What's going on?" The girl asked.
"Why would you pretend that you were talking to the police?" He asked her.
"I feel like I'm always repeating myself with you." She answered. "Stranger danger?" Lie, "answers?" Lie. "Now I'd kinda like them right now. What's going on?"
"An alien convict is hiding in your spare room and more aliens are going to show up and incinerate your house! Any questions?" he turned and tried to open the door.
"Do you?" She countered.
"Yes." He tried again but the door wouldn't open. "No, no, no. Don't do that, not now. It's still rebuilding and won't let me in." The warning sounded again and the alien thing barked.
"Come on." She pulled him, but he noticed something.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait. There's a shed, I destroyed that shed last time I was here, smashed it to pieces." He ran up to the shed.
"Well, there's a new one. Let's go."
"But the new one got old; it's eight years old at least." Crap, crap, he's going to figure it out.He smelled it and tasted it. "Eight years. I'm not ten months late I'm eight years late."
"He's coming." She tried once more to get him away. "You said ten months, why did you say ten moths." He was getting angry now, she could tell but she had to try to keep him moving.
"We have to go."
"This is important, why did you say ten months?" He asked her, his voice was louder than she remembered it being but that didn't stop her anger from starting to flow.
"Because you ruined my life!" She screamed, her anger rushing to the surface now and she watched as the realization of who she was flickered into his eyes.
"Come on, we have to go."
"Come on!" She pulled him; he wasn't going to move otherwise, she knew that and right now they had to go otherwise they would be alien chow. They ran out and up the road towards the village but he stopped running and started walking.
"Your Winter." She huffed and rolled her eyes at him.
"Yeh? And your beyond late buddy." She walked off leaving him there but it wasn't long before he caught up with her.
"Winter Swann, you're the little girl; the American little girl, with green eyes. You shouldn't even be able to do that yet."
"Firstly I was a teenager and secondly you're late!" Still walking as fast as she could but to no avail. "And I picked up the accent and got contacts." She lied to him again – but not before reverting back to her American accent. "And do what yet?"
"You hit me with a cricket bat." Really, he wants to bring that up?
"Eight years." There was no way that she was letting that go, she had to go to so many therapists because of him, even when she said that it wasn't real she still had to go.
"A cricket bat." Good, I hope it hurt the basterd.
"Eight years, two therapists and four psychiatrists." Let him try and beat that, the idiot. He looked at her like she was mad. "I kept scratching them." She said quietly.
"Why?" he asked her, oh he had to ask 'why' didn't he?
"Because I did." She was still walking though, there wasn't anything he could do to stop her doing that but there was something that could. There in font of them was the warning and it was playing everywhere, phones, I-pods and even from the megaphones in the ice-cream van.
Not knowing what was happening Amber turned to look for the Doctor but all she saw was him running into a house so she followed him into the house.
"Let's have a look." Amber saw that Mrs. Newton handed the phone to the Doctor .
"I was just about to phone, it's on every channel." The Doctor took the remote and tried to change the channel.
"Oh hello Amber, who's your friend?" Mrs. Newton had a smile as big as anything you had ever seen as he asked that question.
"Who's Amber, you were Winter." He asked turning away from the job for a second.
"Yeh and now I'm Amber, and besides, how many Winter's do you actually know?"
"Winter Sawn was a great name."
"Winter Swann sounded like a girl from a fairy-tale. My life is not a fairy-tale." She bit back and he flinched just a little, remembering the words he had spoken to her eight years ago, for her.
"What and Amber Swann isn't? And where did you even get Amber from anyway?" He asked still not looking her fully in the eyes.
"My first name is Ambrose, but that was too long so I shortened it." She said still glaring at him, daring him to try and say something that would annoy her once again. He grabbed the radio and sonic-ed, the same thing was going on everywhere.
"Okay, so it's everywhere. In every language, they're broadcasting it to the whole world." He ran to the window, opened it and looked up.
"What's up there, what are you looking for?" He carried on looking up for something but what it was Amber didn't know. He started babbling again but Amber didn't know what he was talking about, all she heard was 20 minuets.
"Hello, you keep saying 20 minutes but 20 mintes till what?" Amber asked, she was really starting to get pissed off with him.
"The human residence. They aren't talking about your house; they're talking about the world. Somewhere up there is a spaceship and it wants to incinerate the planet. We have 20 minuets till the end of the world."
"Where exactly are we?" They had been walking for a couple of minutes in silence when the Doctor had suddenly asked her where they were.
"Ashford." She replied.
"Well where's the rest of it?" He asked her. Really, he's asking this? What have I gotten myself into?
"This is it."
"Is there an airport?" What the hell is he talking about? She thought. She shook her head in answer.
"A power station?"
"Yeh but it was shut down decades ago."
"Well that's no good is it?" He asked and Amber wondered what he was talking about for the hundredth time in the last ten minutes. She shook her head in answer to the question. "Nearest city? Where's the nearest city?"
"About half an hour away by car. Why do you want to know?"
"We don't have half an hour, do we have a car?"
"Does it look like I have a car?" Really, does he think that if I had a car I would still be here?
"Well that's good, fantastic that is. We have twenty minutes to save the world and I have a post office," he gestured to the post office behind him but carried on walking, "and it's shut. What is that?" he asked walking forward quicker.
"It's a pond without any ducks." Why would he be interested in ducks? "But there aren't any ducks so if you want to see one then you should go find the park."
"If there are never any ducks then how do you know it's a duck pond?"
"I didn't say that but is this really that important?" She asked looking at him like he was mad.
"I don't know." All of a sudden he started moving really weirdly and Amber's mind was taken back to all those years ago when he had first come. He had done the same thing back then and he had said it was because he was 'getting the hang of things.' "Why would I know?" He was still moving about weirdly and Amber didn't know what to do to help him but then he clutched his heart. "No, this is too soon. I'm not ready, I'm not done yet."
He looked at her, hoping beyond hope his regeneration wouldn't go bad. He had to save the planet, he had to help them but above all…he had to apologize to her.
Something went over the sun, making everything go darker.
"What's happening why is it going darker?" Amber asked worriedly. She looked up at the sun only to see that it had turned a blackish green colour and a moment later it went bight gold. "Doctor what's wrong with the sun?" She asked him.
"Nothing. You're looking at it through a force field. They've sealed off your upper atmosphere and now they're getting ready to boil the planet." Amber turned to look at him. The way he said it made it sound like he didn't care at all that this was happening. But that's wrong.A voice in her head said.If he didn't care then he wouldn't have come back, he would have just left everyone to die.
The rumble of people could be heard, Amber knew what was going on. They were whipping out their phones and taking pictures of what was happening, probably thinking this was some government thing and that it would pass quickly enough.
"Oh and here they come. The human race. See the end comes as it was always going to, down a video phone." He wasn't too pleased at that. As much as the Doctor loved the human race, the majority of them were either very easily deceived or stupid.
"This isn't real is it? This is some king of joke?" The panic was making itself known once again and Amber hated it.
"Why would I joke about this?" He asked, he sounded genuinely curious but that didn't mean anything. This man could be one hell of an actor and she wouldn't know the difference but there was still a part of her that was hoping that he was real, that this was all real.
"You told me you had a time machine."
"And you believe me." There was a hint of despair to the voice, like he really wanted her to believe him.
"Well then I grew up," she was really trying to make sense of this. It seemed like it was much less complicated back then, when all you really had to do was believe in an idea for it to be real - and it seemed the Doctor agreed with her on that point.
"Oh you should never do that." She glared at him.
"Well what do you want me to do then huh? Believe that there is a time travelling man with a police box for a time machine or the fact that the world is going to end?" The Doctor looked at her sadly.
"Both. Just believe for one day that this is all real and if - when this is over – you want to forget then you can." She looked at him for a moment and he knew she still didn't believe him. "Winter!" She looked at him. "Eight years ago I made a promise to a young girl. I said five minutes but I lied. I'm sorry.
"I am the Doctor , a time traveler. Everything I told you eight years ago is true, I'm real. What happening in the sky is real and if you don't want to help then that's fine but I need to know soon because if I don't then everything you have ever known is over." She looked at him and shook her head.
"No, I don't believe you." She said still shaking her head and it stung the Doctor to hear her say it.
"Then don't believe me. But let me go 'cause if you don't then something bad will happen and you know it. You can feel it." She still didn't look like she would let him go. "The life of hundreds of people are in the hands of Ambrose Swann."
Her breath hitched and he knew he had her. Amber was not one to let people suffer if she could help it. Violence wasn't the answer. She let out the breath and sighed. "Screw you Doctor."
He smiled as she let him go. "Wait, hold on wait, I've got it!" He slapped himself on the forehead. "And I missed it. What did I see? I saw…what did I see?" He started looking around, at what Amber didn't know but he kept looking around until he turned to face her. "Twenty minutes, I can do it. twenty minutes, the planet burns. Run to your loved ones and say goodbye or stay and help me." She looked at him for a moment, contemplating what he said. I said yes already so what does he expect me to say this time?
"What was it you said before Doctor? 'Don't ask stupid questions.' Well that was an extremely stupid question." She smiled at him warmly for the first time since he had fixed the crack on her wall. "What do we do?"
"Stop that guy." He started running and Amber followed behind him and he ran straight up to Timmy and took his phone, looking at it. "The sun's going out and your taking photos of a old man and his dog. Why?"
"Amber." She had just caught up to them. "Timmy. Hi." She held on to him as she caught her breath.
"Oh, this is Timmy , he's a friend." She introduced him but the Doctor didn't seem to be listening. Timmy on the other hand was frowning. How long had he been trying to ask Amber out? And then this guy came along and just like that had her attention.
"Man and dog, why?" He asked again. How easily they all get sidetracked.
"Because he can't be there, because he's in a hospital, in a coma." At the last bit, the Doctor was saying the same thing and Timmy was looking at him in surprise while Amber was wondering how he knew that.
"Yeh, exactly." He was nodding now but he still looked shocked at how the man knew this.
"Sorry but, whom are you?"
"Oh umm, this is the Doctor." Amber explained to Timmy. She was now extremely happy that she had faked forgetting about him when she was speaking to the therapists her aunt had gotten for her otherwise everyone in the village would know who the Doctor was and that would be a very embarrassing thing.
"Knew it, multiform you see. Disguises itself as anything but it needs a life feed, a physic link with a living but dormant mind." The Doctor poked Timmy s head with a finger and he grunted in disapproval. The multiform started barking, both the man and the dog this time and the Doctor walked up to it, hands in pockets and very coolly started speaking. "Prisoner Zero."
"What?" He heard Timmy asking Amber. "Who's Prisoner Zero?"
"Well let's just say that…there are such things as aliens and leave it that yeh?" Amber responded, she was still watching what was going to happen and she didn't really want to answer the expected questions that Timmy was sure to ask.
Above them, was the spaceship that Amber was sure was here for Prisoner Zero and inside it was a giant blue eye,like the one from inside the crack she realised, and it was scanning for its Prisoner. The Doctor had seen it as well and smiled to himself before getting his Sonic Screwdriver out of his pocket.
"See that ship up there is scanning for non-terrestrial technology and nothing is more non terrestrial than a Sonic Screwdriver." He showed the multiform the screwdriver and lifted it into the air and activated it which in turn set off everything around them; light bulbs exploded, car alarms went off, lights flickered generally drawing attention to everything in that area, which was the point, Amber realized.
"I think someone is going to notice, don't you?" He asked the alien. He pointed it towards the phone box and it exploded. Amber and Timmy jumped back in surprise but then they heard a fizzling noise.
They looked to see that the Doctor 's screwdriver had turned black and was smoking and fizzing loudly. "NO, NO, NO, don't do that." He shouted picking it up and throwing it back to the floor again.Why now, come on why now? A sound filtered through the air and he looked up. The ship was moving away and it hadn't noticed the disturbance.
"Wait, come back!" He tried to get its attention but it wasn't working. Oh that's just perfect."Come back, Prisoner Zero is here, he's here."
"Doctor?" He turned around at Amber's alarmed voice. "The drain…it just…vanished. It sort of melted and went down it."
"Well of course it did." She hit him on the shoulder had. "Oww, what was that for?"
"Not all of us are all knowing aliens you know. What do we do now?" The Doctor rubbed his shoulder. She is strong, that really hurt. "It's hiding in human form, we need to draw it out…drive it into the open. No TARDIS, no screwdriver, 17 minutes, think. Think." He walked towards the drain where it had melted and looked at it trying to figure out what to do next but it wasn't easy.
The ever so curious Amber was asking him questions and she wouldn't take no for an answer. "Multi-forms can live for millennia, eight years is a pit stop."
"So why is it that lot show up on the very same day you show at the very same minute?" Well, she has a right to ask that question.
"They were looking for him but they followed me. They saw me through the crack; they're only late 'cause I am."
"What's he on about?" Timmy was starting to annoy the Doctor. Though there were few humans that did, there were some that just grated the Doctor's nerves - although he couldn't understand why mostly, this time he was pretty sure it was because Timmy was looking at Winter with lust in his eyes.
"Nurse boy, give me your phone." It was taking all the Doctor had to be somewhat polite to the boy but it was hard. Especially when he wouldn't stop looking at Winter.
"No, what is going on, somebody explain it to me because what just happened…can't happen."
"Winter, explain. Nurse boy, phone now. Gimme." He looked through the phone at the pictures as Amber explained it to him, the cliff notes version at least.
"These pictures are all of the coma patients?" He nodded, "no they're pictures of the multiform. Eight coma's eight disguises for Prisoner Zero." Still looking through the pictures.
"He had a dog though, there's a dog in coma?" Clever, clever observant girl.
"Well if the patient dreams he's walking a dog then Prisoner Zero gets a dog." Oh wait there it is."Laptop. Your friend, not him, the better looking one."
"Oh, uh Danny." It gave the Doctor great pleasure to know that Winter knew exactly who he had been talking about - well that and the fact that Timmy looked like he wanted to kill the Doctor. Get in line kid.
"He had a laptop in his bag, big bag, big laptop. I need Danny's laptop. You two, get to the hospital and get everyone out of that ward and phone me when you're done." He slapped both their backs and ran back to the house where Danny lived and walked straight into his room. "Hello. Laptop, give me it." Danny tried to protest but the Doctor grabbed it off of him and looked at the screen.
"Blimey, get a girlfriend Danny." The door opened again and in came Danny's father.
"What's going on here?"
"Your sun has gone wibbly so right now, somewhere out there, there's a conference going on. All the scientists in the world panicking and who do they need?" he asked looking up at the man. "Me. Ahh and here they all are, all the big boys, NASA, Tokyo Space Centre, Patrick Moore."
"Oh you can't just hack into a call like that." Danny sounded appalled.
"Just watch me." He managed to get them all up and running only for them to ask that one question everyone asks him. "Yeh hello, I know you should switch me off but before you do watch this." He started typing out what would only convince them more.
"It's here." Oh there you go, they've got it.
"It's here too, I can see it."
"I'm about to send you proof, and I mean real proof. Never before seen proof. A man got killed in a duel before he could write it down. My fault, I slept in. Oh and here's an oldie but a goody, why electrons have mass and a personal favourite of mine, faster than light travel with two diagrams and a joke.
"Look at your screens; whoever I am I am a genius, look at the sun. You need all the help you can get. Fellers, pay attention." He began explaining what was happening and what they would have to do for this and left them to converse while he got out nurse boy's phone and started typing on it.
"Sir, what are you doing?" one of the boy asked. He carried on typing on it.
"I am writing a computer virus. Very clever very fast and a tiny bit alive but don't let on, and why am I writing it on a phone? Never mind, you'll find out. Send this to all your computers, get everyone who works for you to send this on. E-mail, text, Facebook, beibo, twitter, radar dish. Whatever you've got. Any questions?"
"What does this virus do?"
"It resets counters. It get's onto the Wi-Fi and resets counters. Clocks, phones, everything and it will default at the exact same time. But yeh, I could be lying. Why should you trust me? I'll let my best man explain." He waited for Danny to start explaining but all he heard was silence. He turned to him. "Danny, best man."
"You what?" he sounded confused and that wasn't good at that moment in time. The Doctor closed the laptop cover slightly before turning to Danny. "Listen to me. In ten minutes, you are going to be famous. In ten minutes, everyone on that screen is going to be offering you any job you want but first you have to be magnificent. You have to make them trust you and get them working. This is it Danny, right here right now. This is when you fly. Today's the day you save the world."
"Sure sure but…why me?"
"It's your bedroom. Now go, go, go." He jumped off the bed and sprinted out the room leaving Danny to start before he had a thought and turned back. "Oh and delete your internet history." He saw Danny nod quickly before he tried to find a way to the hospital where he found a fire truck. "Brilliant." He jumped in and turned the keys in it and started the engine. Going as fast as he could, he made his way to the hospital and around two minutes later the phone rang. "Hello?"
"Doctor were at the hospital but we can't get through."
"Great now I need you to use that excellent persuasion you seen to posses." He heard nurse boy saying something to her and then she was back on the phone.
"Are you on your way?" She asked.
"Yes, I just left Danny." He told her smiling to himself.
"You're going to need a car."
"Don't worry, I've commandeered a vehicle." He shut the phone but before he did, Amber heard a siren call and she smiled at what the Doctor had taken. He pressed on the gas pedal to make it go faster but only a few seconds later the phone rang again.
"Are you in?" He asked her.
"Yep. But so is Prisoner Zero." No, that's not good, that isn't good.
"You need to get out of there now!" There wasn't an answer but the Doctor could hear voices in the background. "Winter, Winter what's happened?" Still nothing. "Winter talk to me!" Relief washed through him as he heard her voice. "Were in the coma ward but it's here and it's getting in." Oh that's is really bad. Come on think, there has to be a way in somehow. Wait. Yes.
"Which window are you?" She didn't hear him properly so he had to ask the question again to which she answered.
"Uh…first floor on the left fourth from the end." That was all she said before there was a crash and the multiform walked through the door with its huge teeth still out in the open. Amber clutched the phone in her hand and looked at it.
"Oh dear little Winter Swann. I've watched you grow up, eight years and you never even knew I was there." It started walking closer to her, slowly with the two girls at her side in step with it. "Little Winter Swann, waiting for her magical Doctor to return. But not this time Winter." It opened its mouth to show the teeth again. Stall Amber, stall it now.
"There are three things wrong with that sentence," that seemed to catch it's interest because it stopped, closed its mouth slightly and looked at her.
"And what are they?" It asked, teeth still barred.
"First of all, I was never 'little'. Secondly my name isn't Winter Swann anymore and thirdly…" she heard the sound of a message being sent and looked at it to see the words 'duck' and smiled at it. "The Doctor is about to make a verygrand entrance." She pulled herself and Timmy down to the floor just in time for a giant ladder to break through and the Doctor was climbing up it and into the ward.
"Hello you two, am I late? No." He got up and turned to the multiform. "Three minutes to go, there's still time." He said looking at the clock.
"Time for what, Timelord?" It asked looking rather annoyed that the Doctor was there. What the hell is a Timelord? Amber wondered quickly.
"Take the disguise of and they'll find you in a heartbeat. Nobody dies." He shrugged.
"The Atraxi will kill me this time. If I am to die, let there be fire." It said smugly.
That was it then. The Atraxi had been given it's chance. "Ha ha, okay. You came to this world by opening a crack in space and time. Do it again. Just leave." The damn crack. It had to be there didn't it? It had to follow me. Amber thought when she heard the crack again.
"I did not open the crack."
"Somebody did." It was obvious to everyone that the Doctor was getting fed up with it now.
"The cracks in the end of the universe. Don't you know where they came from." Silence filled the room before it smiled.
"You don't do you?" It mocked, and then it changed its voice to a girl's voice; a high and mocking one. "The Doctor and in the TARDIS doesn't know. Doesn't know, doesn't know." From the corner of her eye Winter saw the Doctor flinch visibly, as if those words pained him to hear.
There wasn't time to dwell however, because the clock on the wall changed its numbers and the Doctor 's eyes flickered to it for a second before resting back on the multiform who had changed the voice back to the original one. "The universe is cracked, the Pandorica will open. Silence will fall." The clock changed again and the Doctor smiled.
"And were off. Look at that." He pointed to it. "Look at that. Yeh I know, just a clock whatever but do you know what's happening now? In one little bedroom my team are working, Danny and the world. And do you know what they're doing? They're spreading the word all over the world quantum fast. The word is out, and do you know what the word is? The word is Zero." The multiform looked furious now but the Doctor kept going.
"Now me if I was up in the sky in a battleship monitoring all Earth communications, I would probably take that as a hint, and if I had a whole battle fleet surrounding the ship I would be able to track a simple little computer virus to its source in what under a minuet?" He reached into his pocket and pulled out the phone that he had used to make the virus. "The source by the way is right here." A white light filled the room and the Doctor 's smile grew even bigger. "Ohh and I think they just found us."
"The Atraxi are limited. While I am in this form they still won't be able to track me." The smug smile was back as she said this. "They've tracked a phone, not me."
"Yeh but this is the good bit I mean, this is my favourite bit. Do you know what this phone is full of! Well thanks to nurse boy over there, this phone is full of pictures of all your disguises right here and being uploaded right about…now. And the final score is now screwdriver, no TARDIS and two minutes to spare. Who da man?" Nobody said anything, at all. "Oh, never saying that again."
"Then I shall take a new form." It said, still only looking at the Doctor .
"Oh stop it, you know you can't. It takes months to form that kind of physic link." It smiled at him.
"And I've had years." A bright gold light made a hue around it and then the Doctor heard someone drop. He looked behind him to see Amber on the ground.
"No, Winter? You have to hold on. Amber? Don't sleep! You have to stay awake please!"
"Doctor?" He looked up to see the form the multiform had taken on and it was…someone. He sat up and looked at it trying to work out who it was meant to be.
"Well that's rubbish, who's that meant to be?" The shaggy hair was in his face and the tattered clothes reminded him of his previous regeneration - minus the tatters.
"It's you." He looked down at himself.
"Is that what I look like?" he asked the nurse boy.
"You don't know?" Well obviously not.
"Busy day, haven't had time to look in the mirror." He got up and walked toward it. "Why me though? Your link is with her. Why are you copying me?" He asked it.
"I'm not." A voice that sounded very familiar.Oh, it's Winter, the teenage one. The one I left this morning. The teenage Winter stepped out behind the copy of the Doctor and looked at him. "Poor Winter Swann, still such a child inside. Dreaming of the magic Doctor she knows will return to save her." It looked him up and down for a second. "What a disappointment you've been."
"No she's dreaming about me because she can hear me." He turned and ran back towards Amber and kneeled next to her. "Winter, don't just hear me listen. Remember the room, the room in your house you couldn't see. Remember you went inside and I tried to stop you but you did. You went in the room, you went inside. Winter, dream about what it was you saw." He prayed she was listening to him.
"No, no, NO!" the golden hue wrapped around it again and it changed from the two figures back into its true self.
"That's my girl." He said proudly before turning back to the multiform. "Well done Prisoner Zero. The perfect impersonation of yourself." A white light surrounded it and it started thrashing around.
Prisoner Zero is located. Prisoner Zero is restrained.
The multiform looked at the Doctor and spoke one last time. "Silence Doctor. Silence will fall." The whirring of a space ship could be heard and then a gush of wind surrounded them signalling the take off. The Doctor ran to the window and looked out and started typing in numbers.
"The sun…it's back to normal right." He didn't say anything only kept typing, "that's good right? It means it's over." The Doctor walked past him and patted his head. Timmy felt something stirring under him and looked down to see Amber waking up. "Winter, are you okay? Are you with us?"
"What happened?" She groaned she got up.
"He did it, the Doctor did it." Timmy grumbled loudly.
"No I didn't." He said from where he was standing.
"What are you doing?" Timmy asked him; he had been on that phone typing for ages.
"Tracking the signal. Sorry in advance by the way."
"For what?" What could he be sorry for?
"For the bill." Oh no he doesn't. Timmy was about to protest when the Doctor started talking. "Oi I didn't say you could go." He shouted into the phone. "Article 57 of the Shadow Proclamation. This is a fully established level 5 planet, and you were going to burn it what? Did you think no one was watching? You lot back here now." He disconnected the call and chucked it back to Timmy who caught it. "Okay, now I've done it."
"Umm did he just bring them back? Did he just save the world from aliens and then bring them back?" He heard Timmy ask. The Doctor walked through the building heading towards the roof. "Where are you going?" He heard Amber ask him.
"The roof." Well actually…"No, wait." He swerved off into a room and the other's saw that it was a changing room. The Doctor started taking different bits of clothes of the hooks and keeping them.
"What's in here?" Amber asked. Why are we in here?
"I'm saving the world. I need a decent shirt." He was still looking through the clothes in there and picking the ones he wanted. "To hell with the raggedy, time to put on a show."
"You just summoned aliens back to earth, deadly killing aliens and now…you're taking your clothes off. Amber he's taking his clothes off." He said sounding very embarrassed.
"Well turn your back if it embarrasses you." The Doctor said smiling to himself.
"Those clothes belong to people, you can't just take them. What are they going to wear?" The Doctor didn't say anything, only keep changing so Timmy sighed and turned around. When he looked at Amber he saw that she hadn't turned around and seemed to be watching the Doctor. "Aren't you going to turn around?" He whispered to her. She grinned and without taking her eyes off the Doctor replied with a simple:
"Nope." For a man that just regenerated a few hours ago his has a very good looking body. She thought to herself. He finished changing but still had a whole lot of ties around his neck as they made their way back to the roof. When they got to it Amber saw the huge spaceship hovering above them.
"So this was a good idea then was it? You do realise that they were leaving right?"
"Leaving is good but never coming back is better." He replied. "Come on then. The Doctor will see you now." The giant eye that Amber had seen in her bedroom wall zoomed towards the Doctor and started scanning him.
"You are not of this world." It concluded.
"No, but I've put a lot of work into it." He started looking at the ties humming to him self. "I don't know, what do you think?" He asked it still looking at the ties.
"Is this world important?" It asked him.
"Important? What does that mean important? Six billion people live here, is that important? But here's a better question. Is this world a threat to the Atraxi?" He chucked a tie that he didn't like behind him and Amber caught it and gave it to Timmy . "Well come on, your monitoring the whole planet, is this world a threat?" Flashes of pictures hovered in the air as the Atraxi monitored the planet looking for any possible threat's to it.
"No." Was it's simple answer as it finished searching.
"Are the people of this world breeching any kind of laws of the Atraxi?" The Doctor asked it looking and then throwing another tie back. Again it searched the whole planet and pictures flashed in the circle like frame.
"No." Was the answer again.
"Okay, one more. Just one more question: is this world protected?" Images of a robot of some kind, creatures, aliens of all shapes and sizes flashed on the screen. "Cause you're not the first lot to come here, oh there have been so many. But what you've got to ask is, what happened to them?"
Images of men came up, loads of different people fluttered across it - all men, except one.
For one brief second, Amber saw a tiny woman with dark ringlets standing behind a tall man with glasses on. She looked cold and calculated and for a brief moment, those cold eyes turned and looked straight at her.
And then the image was broken as the Doctor walked through it. "Hello, I'm the Doctor. Basically. Run." The eye shot back into its slot and the spaceship took off quicker than you could say Timelord.
That is so cool, but how haven't I see any of what's happened before? Amber wondered. Unknowingly she smiled at the Doctor, amazed at what she had seen and it was that smile that Timmy saw. She likes him. He thought sadly to himself. "Is that it? Are they gone for good?" She asked him but no one answered. She turned around and saw nothing there.
There was no one standing there. "Please Timmy, please tell me that you just saw what happened. Please tell me I'm not going crazy." She turned to him and looked at him and he nodded.
"Yeh, I saw that." She sighed a breath of relief but she was instantly filled with dread again. That means that he's gone again. No please don't let him be gone. She ran to the car as fast as she could and drove as fast as she could back to the house. She ran to the garden just in time to see the blue box disappearing with that whirring noise once again and her smile faltered. She closed her eyes and felt a small tear fall down her cheek. Not again, not again.
The sound, the sound that she had dreamt of forever seemed to be coming from her back garden. Amber's eyes snapped open and she walked to the window not daring to hope. She peeked out the window and looked. Sure enough there was the little blue box that had been in her dreams since she was thirteen only this time she knew it wasn't a dream. She ran down the stairs and into the back garden where it stood, tall and proud and there he was, locking the door.
"Sorry about running off earlier. Brand new TARDIS, bit excited. Just had a quick hp to the moon and back to break her in. She's ready for the big stuff now." He patted the box fondly and looked at her.
"So, you came back?" She asked him.
"Yeh I came back, I always come back." He said fondly.
"And you kept the clothes?"
"Yeh I just saved the planet for about the millionth time and I kept the clothes, so shoot me."
"Including the bow tie?" Why would he keep the stupid tie?
"Yeh, bow ties are cool." He said fiddling with it. She couldn't help it, she giggled at that.No, don't giggle,your mad at him remember.
"Are you from another planet?" She asked him sarcastically.
"Yeh." He said simply. "So what do you think?" He asked, he seemed like he really wanted to know but there was something she wanted to do first.
"About what?" She asked him. Oh but she knew what he wanted to ask. She had had four years to find out as much about the man that called himself the Doctor as she could. He had accumulated quite a bit of information.
"Other planets want to check some out?"
"What does that mean?" She asked him. He needed to be very clear if he wanted her to go with him.
"It means, well it means…come with me."
"Wherever you like."
"And what about that stuff with Prisoner Zero?" She wondered if he knew how late he actually was; he had a time machine. But then, from all she had read, she doubted he did.
"Oh don't worry, that's just the beginning."
"But...how can I trust you Doctor?" She wrapped her arms around her waist and looked at the floor.
"What?" The Doctor could practically feel his hearts breaking at what she had just said. Winter had always trusted him; never had she not. Even when he gave her no cause to.
"It's been four years Doctor! Four years. How can I go with you when you can just…forget about me like that?"
"No, Winter, no. I could never forget about you." She looked up at him, there were the beginnings of tears in her eyes and it took so much of the Doctor's will to not wipe them away. "It was a mistake. I never meant for it to be so long." He rubbed his arm in despair and prayed to the stars that she would forgive him.
Amber looked at the looked at him more intently that she had of anyone ever before. She could see the reason she had trusted him four years ago, and the reason she had trusted him when she was twelve. It was that desire to tell him everything and know that he would never tell anyone. Even after she had said those words to him, Amber knew she trusted him. It was like something was drawing them together, and she had always believed in fate.
So as she re-thought what she had said, she decided to give him a chance. "You know for a time traveller, you are lousy at keeping it." She said softly. The Doctor looked up at her in partly hope.
"I waited for you for 12 years you know?" It wasn't an angry tone; she was just stating a fact.
"12 years, 12 years since fish custard. Winter Swann, the girl who waited. You've waited long enough." She looked at the box, nervous now.
"When I was younger you said that there was a swimming pool, and a library and the library was in the swimming pool."
"Yep. Not sure where it's got to now but it will turn up. So…will you come?" He was careful not to let too much hope in his voice. He wanted her to come with him so badly. It had been years since he had last seen her.
"You wanted to come 12 years ago." He reminded her.
"And then I grew up."
"Ohh, you should never do that, but don't worry, I'll fix that." He snapped his fingers and the door to the TARDIS opened. She looked at him and he smiled, then she looked back and into it and laughed before stepping inside and looking around. The Doctor walked up to her and smiled hugely. "Well, anything you would like to say? Any passing remarks? I've heard them all." He walked further into it and fiddled with the controls.
Amber saw what he was doing and walked up to him and remembered what she had wanted to tell him before. "You know…I don't think it should sound like that." He looked up shocked at what she had just said.
"Well I haven't heard that one before, what isn't?" He asked her.
"Well, you know when you're taking off and it makes that whirring noise?" She paused before continuing. "I don't think it should make that noise."
"And how would you know?" He asked her.
"I am a mechanic remember, and I think it sounds like when you've left the brake on a car."
"The TARDIS is not a car!" He looked slightly insulted and she grinned. Boys and their space toys.
"I'm just saying, that's how it sounds." She raised her hands up in surrender.
"Fine, whatever but what's the answer. Will you come with me?" He asked once again. Amber looked around the TARDIS again. What the hell, I've waited this long so why not go.
"Before I answer, why me?"
"Because you're the American girl in a Scottish village. You've lived here most of your life and still choose not to get rid of that accent so why not go?" He has a point there, and It's not like I have to be anywhere so why not. With a grin she looked at him and answered.
"Hell yeah." The Doctor grinned at her.
"So all of time and space, everything that has ever happened or ever will. Where do you want to start?" He asked her. She turned to him about to answer when something clicked and he looked at it. "Oh, a new one." he said raising what looked like a Sonic Screwdriver to Amber. "Lovely." He whispered something but Amber didn't hear and then she remembered something.
"I'm still in my PJ's." She said looking down at her top and trousers.
"Oh don't worry, plenty of clothes in the wardrobe, maybe even a swimming pool." God I hope not. "So where do you want to go?" He asked again.
"Surprise me." He looked at her before typing in something.
"I'm going to like you Winter Swann; I'm going to like you indeed."
"My name isn't Winter anymore." She told him.
"It is to me." And then with that weird whirring sound, they were off. Off to a world somewhere in the whole galaxy and Amber couldn't wait until she saw it. She didn't even care about her new name because honestly, deep down, way deep down, she secretly liked it.
To the oldies, did you find anything new and exciting? To the new people who read my story, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. It is the begining of Winter's tale.