Post by Fitz Kreiner on Jul 25, 2008 11:06:37 GMT
“Well young man. It seems that we’re about to go back to our correct time zones.” The First said to his future self.
“What about Harry?” Sarah asked the Fourth.
“Don’t worry, he’ll be there waiting for us.” The Doctor replied before turning to look at his past self, Dodo and Tifa. “I hate goodbyes, but I’ll see you in the past, or future.” He said grinning a large toothy grin.
“Indeed my boy.” The First said. “We did quite well. Hmm, quite well. Always good to know our future is in such good hands.”
“Do you have any idea when this thing is going to happen?” Dodo asked, walking to stand by the First Doctors side.
“No idea at all my child.” He replied before looking to Tifa. “Goodbye my dear girl.” He said “It’s a shame that you have to be left alone, but I imagine that it won’t be long before myselves return.”
The occupants of the console room turned to look at the first Doctor as his words developed a bizarre echoing effect.
“I do believe we’re off.” He said as he started to fade away.
“Goodbye everyone.” Dodo waved as she faded away from the console room.
“Time to go Sarah.” The Doctor said, pulling his hat onto his head. “Goodbye.” He grinned at Tifa holding his hand up and waving his fingers as Sarah also waved.
Waving back, Tifa watched as the Doctor and Sarah faded out of being. Looking round the now empty console room Tifa felt her mood dip. She was now all alone. All alone in a time and space craft that she had no idea how to operate, somewhere she had no idea where it was.
Nervously, Tifa ran her hand through her hair and walked slowly back to the breakfast bar in the kitchen alcove and finished the tea she had been drinking. She shivered as she put the now empty cup down. She couldn’t help wonder what would happen if the Doctor, Jess and Tom didn’t return, if she’d be stuck wherever she was for the rest of her life. She walked over to the console and looked down at the telepathic circuits. She remembered how Jess had used them and, according to the Doctor, the TARDIS had helped her to pilot the TARDIS and get out of trouble. Gingerly, Tifa placed the palms of her hands onto the two discs, closed her eyes and breathed in. After several seconds, she opened her eyes and looked down. Nothing had happened. Turning from the console, Tifa walked to one of the sofas and sat down, cradling her chin in her hands. She felt lost and alone.
The sudden wheezing and groaning sound of TARDIS engines caused her to look up, breaking out of her reverie. She looked around as what appeared to be a large cabinet materialised in the library alcove of the console room.
“What the devil is that noise?” The Brigadier angrily grumbled as he rose from behind his desk and marched to the door. Flinging the door open, he found the noise only got louder. Following the sound to its source he almost bumped straight into Benton, who was rounding a corner from the rarely used cells.
“Mr. Benton. What is that noise?” He shouted over the sound.
“No idea sir.” Benton shouted back. “It seems to be coming from the lab.”
Together the two soldiers rushed through the corridors of the HQ before coming to a halt outside the Doctors lab. Grabbing hold of the door knob, the Brigadier threw the doors open at the very second the sound died leaving a shrill ringing in their ears.
“-hell. I’m gonna have a ringing in my ears for days now.” Jess was moaning.
“Yes, sorry about that.” The Eighth Doctor said, somewhat embarrassed.
“What the devil are you playing at Doctor? Doctors!” The Brigadier corrected himself looking round the lab. “And what’s happened to the TARDIS?” He said, noting that the corner was now bare once again.
“Back to where it belongs big fella!” The Tenth Doctor said, spinning round and clapping the Brigadier on his shoulders.
“Your plan worked then?” Benton asked from behind the Brigadier.
“Very much so.” The Eighth grinned, reeling in a cable that lead from the astral map to the corner where the TARDIS had once stood. “Although we severed the maps link to the TARDIS. It’s now useless until the Monk gets his hands on it in about fifty years or so.” The Doctor paused and looked up at the Brigadier. “Oh, and this is very important. This needs to go to Department C19 and stored in their vault. Otherwise this cannot happen. It’s a paradox and complicated, but important.”
“I understand.” The Brigadier nodded. “What about you three?”
“Four!” Toms voice came from the corner of the room.
Turning, the Brigadier saw him standing at the opening to the Monks TARDIS. “Ah, Mr. Rowan, you’re with one of these Doctors then?”
“Me.” The Eighth Doctor smiled.
“And me.” Jess grinned, linking her arm through the Doctors velvet sleeve.
“What about that Monk fellow?” The Brigadier asked.
“Ah, yeah, him.” The Tenth said. “We’ll take him from here, yeah?” He said, looking at his Eighth self for confirmation who nodded reeling up another cable.
“Right ho.” The Brigadier said, turning to face Benton. “Mr. Benton. Will you fetch him from his cell?”
“Sir.” Benton saluted and marched from the lab.
“Not long now, Brigadier, and we’ll be out of your hair.” The Eighth said as he placed the now rolled up cables on the bench on the side of the lab.
Standing back in the doorway, the Brigadier watched as the two Doctors cleared away the clutter from the lab and Tom and Jess moved to one side, near the Monks TARDIS. After what seemed like no time at all he heard Benton behind him escorting the Monk.
“Here we are sir.” He said.
“Doctor?” The Brigadier asked, looking into the lab.
“Ah, excellent.” The Eighth said before looking over to Tom. “Will you do the honours?”
Nodding, Tom walked towards the Brigadier and Benton. “Nice to have met you.” He smiled, shaking their hands before grabbing hold of the Monks arm, who gave him a sulky look. “Not so nice to have met you.” He said, as he escorted him back into his TARDIS.
“Jess. Time we were off.” The Doctor said.
As Tom did, Jess walked to the Brigadier and Benton and shook their hands. “Goodbye. Nice to have met you, even if it was only for a little while.”
“Miss Lawton.” The Brigadier nodded, as Jess disappeared into the Monks TARDIS.
“Well, goodbye Alistair. Afraid we can’t hang about. And don’t forget about the astral map.” The Eighth said.
“Indeed. Great to see you again big fella!” The Tenth grinned before turning to the Eighth.
“Doctor. Doctors.” The Brigadier smiled shaking their hands. “Wonderful fellows. All of you.”
“Goodbye Doctor.” Benton said rounding the Brigadier to shake hands.
The Tenth grinned as they shook hands. “Allons-y!”
“Must you keep saying that?” The Eight asked as they disappeared into the TARDIS.
With a wheezing groaning sound the filing cabinet disappeared from the lab, leaving it quite and empty.
“Well, don’t just stand there Mr. Benton.” The Brigadier said without moving. “Get that contraption to The Vault.”
“It doesn’t look that different.” Jess said, looking round the Monks console room. “Not as homely and a little darker, but almost the same. More like yours was when I met you.” She turned, addressing the eighth Doctor.
“Yes, although this is a mark IV and a little more advanced that ours.” The Doctor replied.
Jess continued looking around. The console room was filled with various bits and bobs from many different times and places. She had spotted the astral map that the Doctor and Tom had worked on sat in the room. It looked slightly different than when she last saw it, but it was still the same thing.
Tom and the other Doctor were stood by the Monk, making sure that he tried not to escape or do anything else. The Monk looked very gloomy and totally crestfallen. All the mischief and sparkle had left his eyes. He almost looked a different person to when she had first seen him, albeit a hologram.
“So have you decided what you’re going to do to me?” The Monk asked eventually breaking the rather uncomfortable silence.
“Aha!” The Eighth Doctor cried, cutting in timely before anyone had a chance to reply to the Monk. “Here we are.” He grinned, throwing the re-materialisation switch before looking at the Monk. “What do you think?” He asked his future self.
“Contact?” The Tenth replied.
“Contact.”
The two Doctors closed their eyes for a couple of seconds before opening them.
“Agreed.” The eighth said, turning back to the console and setting some controls.
“Well? Don’t keep me in suspense Doctor.” The Monk said before looking over at the Eighth Doctor. “You’re pre-setting the controls?” He asked before his eyes widened in shock. “No don’t touch that!” He cried.
“What, this?” The Eighth said, flicking a switch.
An eruption of sparks from the console illuminated the console room with a crackle.
“What have you done?” Jess asked.
“You vandal!” The Monk sulked.
“Fused the directional circuit.” The Tenth said letting go of the Monk and walking to the console. Reaching inside his coat he pulled out a pencil and used it to activate the door control. “Time to go everyone. You can stay here.” He finished leaning back on the console and looking at the Monk.
“You’re letting him go?” Tom asked in disbelief.
“Not quite.” The Eighth said, ushering him and Jess towards the door. “Oh, before I forget.” He rummaged in his pocket and produced a small silver key. “For the handcuffs.” He said to the Monk, and tossed the key. With a clatter it landed on top of the astral map, precariously balanced before it toppled and fell into its inner workings.
“Enjoy your trip.” The Tenth said, idly as he flicked the last switch on the console and dashed for the door.
The Doctor, Jess and Tom stepped out into the library alcove and looked about, almost in disbelief.
“I didn’t think I’d ever see this old TARDIS again.” Jess said.
“Good to be back.” Tom agreed.
“Doctor! Jess! Tom!” Tifa cried, running over from the sofa where she had been sat, tears of joy running down her cheeks. “I didn’t... I thought... I don’t know what I thought. I’m just so pleased to see you again.” She finished throwing her arms round both Jess and Tom.
“Easy, time to move.” The Tenth Doctor said, as he appeared behind the group and the doors to the Monks TARDIS closed. With the familiar wheezing and groaning, it faded away from the TARDIS and back into the vortex.
“You just let him go?” Tom asked, turning to face the two Doctors.
“Well, not quite.” The Tenth said. “He didn’t deserve a punishment, as I said before, he’s a meddler, a nuisance, so-” He paused and looked at his past incarnation.
“We decided we’d be a nuisance. Damaged his directional unit, and the only way he can get the key to the handcuffs is to smash that blasted machine of his to pieces.”
“Hey!” Tom said, playfully hitting the Doctors on their arms. “That blasted machine was my work!”
“Well, I’d love to stop for a cuppa and chat, but I can see my TARDIS is tying itself into knots being inside itself, so I’d best get on.” The Tenth said, almost sadly.
“It was really nice to meet you.” Tifa said.
“Thank you, it was nice meeting you too.” The Eighth smiled causing Tifa to look at him confused.
“Jess, Tom.” The Tenth said, briefly shaking their hands and turning to himself. “Days gone by.” He said offering his hand.
“Until I’m you.” The Doctor replied, shaking his hand.
“Cheerio.” The Tenth said turning and making for his TARDIS.
“Woah, wait a minute!” Tom said, dashing after him and grabbing him by the shoulder. “There’s something you’re not saying. A decent goodbye at least.”
The Doctor stopped and looked at Tom, fixing him with a deep stare, his brown eyes almost sadly boring into him. “You know as well as I do I can’t tell you your future.” Pausing to compose himself, the Doctor clapped Tom on his shoulders. It’s just been brilliant to see you again. It’s been a while. Take care.” He turned to enter the TARDIS before pausing and looking round to his other self and companions. “That goes to all of you. Especially you big fella! Anything happens to you and I’ve had it!” With a grin he disappeared into his TARDIS and within seconds it had disappeared.
“Well, that’s that then.” Jess said. “I take it we’re back to normal now then?”
“Yes, back to normal.” The Doctor replied, putting his arms around Jess and Tifa and leading them to the console, looking up at Tom as he walked to join them. “Where to now then?” He smiled.
The Monk dashed for the astral map as he saw the handcuff key fall inside it. With a swift kick he floored it, causing it to smash and spill its contents all over the console room floor. The Monk glanced back over his shoulder in time to see the doors close. The sound of the TARDIS engines started as the console room gave a lurch, sending the Monk stumbling to the floor and the TARDIS dematerialised. He looked at the mass of inner workings of the astral map all over the console room floor and then to the console, to where the console was scorched by the Doctors fusing his directional unit. He was directionless once again.
“I’ll get you for this, Doctor!” He cried out at the doors. “I’ll get you one day!”
“What about Harry?” Sarah asked the Fourth.
“Don’t worry, he’ll be there waiting for us.” The Doctor replied before turning to look at his past self, Dodo and Tifa. “I hate goodbyes, but I’ll see you in the past, or future.” He said grinning a large toothy grin.
“Indeed my boy.” The First said. “We did quite well. Hmm, quite well. Always good to know our future is in such good hands.”
“Do you have any idea when this thing is going to happen?” Dodo asked, walking to stand by the First Doctors side.
“No idea at all my child.” He replied before looking to Tifa. “Goodbye my dear girl.” He said “It’s a shame that you have to be left alone, but I imagine that it won’t be long before myselves return.”
The occupants of the console room turned to look at the first Doctor as his words developed a bizarre echoing effect.
“I do believe we’re off.” He said as he started to fade away.
“Goodbye everyone.” Dodo waved as she faded away from the console room.
“Time to go Sarah.” The Doctor said, pulling his hat onto his head. “Goodbye.” He grinned at Tifa holding his hand up and waving his fingers as Sarah also waved.
Waving back, Tifa watched as the Doctor and Sarah faded out of being. Looking round the now empty console room Tifa felt her mood dip. She was now all alone. All alone in a time and space craft that she had no idea how to operate, somewhere she had no idea where it was.
Nervously, Tifa ran her hand through her hair and walked slowly back to the breakfast bar in the kitchen alcove and finished the tea she had been drinking. She shivered as she put the now empty cup down. She couldn’t help wonder what would happen if the Doctor, Jess and Tom didn’t return, if she’d be stuck wherever she was for the rest of her life. She walked over to the console and looked down at the telepathic circuits. She remembered how Jess had used them and, according to the Doctor, the TARDIS had helped her to pilot the TARDIS and get out of trouble. Gingerly, Tifa placed the palms of her hands onto the two discs, closed her eyes and breathed in. After several seconds, she opened her eyes and looked down. Nothing had happened. Turning from the console, Tifa walked to one of the sofas and sat down, cradling her chin in her hands. She felt lost and alone.
The sudden wheezing and groaning sound of TARDIS engines caused her to look up, breaking out of her reverie. She looked around as what appeared to be a large cabinet materialised in the library alcove of the console room.
*
“What the devil is that noise?” The Brigadier angrily grumbled as he rose from behind his desk and marched to the door. Flinging the door open, he found the noise only got louder. Following the sound to its source he almost bumped straight into Benton, who was rounding a corner from the rarely used cells.
“Mr. Benton. What is that noise?” He shouted over the sound.
“No idea sir.” Benton shouted back. “It seems to be coming from the lab.”
Together the two soldiers rushed through the corridors of the HQ before coming to a halt outside the Doctors lab. Grabbing hold of the door knob, the Brigadier threw the doors open at the very second the sound died leaving a shrill ringing in their ears.
“-hell. I’m gonna have a ringing in my ears for days now.” Jess was moaning.
“Yes, sorry about that.” The Eighth Doctor said, somewhat embarrassed.
“What the devil are you playing at Doctor? Doctors!” The Brigadier corrected himself looking round the lab. “And what’s happened to the TARDIS?” He said, noting that the corner was now bare once again.
“Back to where it belongs big fella!” The Tenth Doctor said, spinning round and clapping the Brigadier on his shoulders.
“Your plan worked then?” Benton asked from behind the Brigadier.
“Very much so.” The Eighth grinned, reeling in a cable that lead from the astral map to the corner where the TARDIS had once stood. “Although we severed the maps link to the TARDIS. It’s now useless until the Monk gets his hands on it in about fifty years or so.” The Doctor paused and looked up at the Brigadier. “Oh, and this is very important. This needs to go to Department C19 and stored in their vault. Otherwise this cannot happen. It’s a paradox and complicated, but important.”
“I understand.” The Brigadier nodded. “What about you three?”
“Four!” Toms voice came from the corner of the room.
Turning, the Brigadier saw him standing at the opening to the Monks TARDIS. “Ah, Mr. Rowan, you’re with one of these Doctors then?”
“Me.” The Eighth Doctor smiled.
“And me.” Jess grinned, linking her arm through the Doctors velvet sleeve.
“What about that Monk fellow?” The Brigadier asked.
“Ah, yeah, him.” The Tenth said. “We’ll take him from here, yeah?” He said, looking at his Eighth self for confirmation who nodded reeling up another cable.
“Right ho.” The Brigadier said, turning to face Benton. “Mr. Benton. Will you fetch him from his cell?”
“Sir.” Benton saluted and marched from the lab.
“Not long now, Brigadier, and we’ll be out of your hair.” The Eighth said as he placed the now rolled up cables on the bench on the side of the lab.
Standing back in the doorway, the Brigadier watched as the two Doctors cleared away the clutter from the lab and Tom and Jess moved to one side, near the Monks TARDIS. After what seemed like no time at all he heard Benton behind him escorting the Monk.
“Here we are sir.” He said.
“Doctor?” The Brigadier asked, looking into the lab.
“Ah, excellent.” The Eighth said before looking over to Tom. “Will you do the honours?”
Nodding, Tom walked towards the Brigadier and Benton. “Nice to have met you.” He smiled, shaking their hands before grabbing hold of the Monks arm, who gave him a sulky look. “Not so nice to have met you.” He said, as he escorted him back into his TARDIS.
“Jess. Time we were off.” The Doctor said.
As Tom did, Jess walked to the Brigadier and Benton and shook their hands. “Goodbye. Nice to have met you, even if it was only for a little while.”
“Miss Lawton.” The Brigadier nodded, as Jess disappeared into the Monks TARDIS.
“Well, goodbye Alistair. Afraid we can’t hang about. And don’t forget about the astral map.” The Eighth said.
“Indeed. Great to see you again big fella!” The Tenth grinned before turning to the Eighth.
“Doctor. Doctors.” The Brigadier smiled shaking their hands. “Wonderful fellows. All of you.”
“Goodbye Doctor.” Benton said rounding the Brigadier to shake hands.
The Tenth grinned as they shook hands. “Allons-y!”
“Must you keep saying that?” The Eight asked as they disappeared into the TARDIS.
With a wheezing groaning sound the filing cabinet disappeared from the lab, leaving it quite and empty.
“Well, don’t just stand there Mr. Benton.” The Brigadier said without moving. “Get that contraption to The Vault.”
*
“It doesn’t look that different.” Jess said, looking round the Monks console room. “Not as homely and a little darker, but almost the same. More like yours was when I met you.” She turned, addressing the eighth Doctor.
“Yes, although this is a mark IV and a little more advanced that ours.” The Doctor replied.
Jess continued looking around. The console room was filled with various bits and bobs from many different times and places. She had spotted the astral map that the Doctor and Tom had worked on sat in the room. It looked slightly different than when she last saw it, but it was still the same thing.
Tom and the other Doctor were stood by the Monk, making sure that he tried not to escape or do anything else. The Monk looked very gloomy and totally crestfallen. All the mischief and sparkle had left his eyes. He almost looked a different person to when she had first seen him, albeit a hologram.
“So have you decided what you’re going to do to me?” The Monk asked eventually breaking the rather uncomfortable silence.
“Aha!” The Eighth Doctor cried, cutting in timely before anyone had a chance to reply to the Monk. “Here we are.” He grinned, throwing the re-materialisation switch before looking at the Monk. “What do you think?” He asked his future self.
“Contact?” The Tenth replied.
“Contact.”
The two Doctors closed their eyes for a couple of seconds before opening them.
“Agreed.” The eighth said, turning back to the console and setting some controls.
“Well? Don’t keep me in suspense Doctor.” The Monk said before looking over at the Eighth Doctor. “You’re pre-setting the controls?” He asked before his eyes widened in shock. “No don’t touch that!” He cried.
“What, this?” The Eighth said, flicking a switch.
An eruption of sparks from the console illuminated the console room with a crackle.
“What have you done?” Jess asked.
“You vandal!” The Monk sulked.
“Fused the directional circuit.” The Tenth said letting go of the Monk and walking to the console. Reaching inside his coat he pulled out a pencil and used it to activate the door control. “Time to go everyone. You can stay here.” He finished leaning back on the console and looking at the Monk.
“You’re letting him go?” Tom asked in disbelief.
“Not quite.” The Eighth said, ushering him and Jess towards the door. “Oh, before I forget.” He rummaged in his pocket and produced a small silver key. “For the handcuffs.” He said to the Monk, and tossed the key. With a clatter it landed on top of the astral map, precariously balanced before it toppled and fell into its inner workings.
“Enjoy your trip.” The Tenth said, idly as he flicked the last switch on the console and dashed for the door.
*
The Doctor, Jess and Tom stepped out into the library alcove and looked about, almost in disbelief.
“I didn’t think I’d ever see this old TARDIS again.” Jess said.
“Good to be back.” Tom agreed.
“Doctor! Jess! Tom!” Tifa cried, running over from the sofa where she had been sat, tears of joy running down her cheeks. “I didn’t... I thought... I don’t know what I thought. I’m just so pleased to see you again.” She finished throwing her arms round both Jess and Tom.
“Easy, time to move.” The Tenth Doctor said, as he appeared behind the group and the doors to the Monks TARDIS closed. With the familiar wheezing and groaning, it faded away from the TARDIS and back into the vortex.
“You just let him go?” Tom asked, turning to face the two Doctors.
“Well, not quite.” The Tenth said. “He didn’t deserve a punishment, as I said before, he’s a meddler, a nuisance, so-” He paused and looked at his past incarnation.
“We decided we’d be a nuisance. Damaged his directional unit, and the only way he can get the key to the handcuffs is to smash that blasted machine of his to pieces.”
“Hey!” Tom said, playfully hitting the Doctors on their arms. “That blasted machine was my work!”
“Well, I’d love to stop for a cuppa and chat, but I can see my TARDIS is tying itself into knots being inside itself, so I’d best get on.” The Tenth said, almost sadly.
“It was really nice to meet you.” Tifa said.
“Thank you, it was nice meeting you too.” The Eighth smiled causing Tifa to look at him confused.
“Jess, Tom.” The Tenth said, briefly shaking their hands and turning to himself. “Days gone by.” He said offering his hand.
“Until I’m you.” The Doctor replied, shaking his hand.
“Cheerio.” The Tenth said turning and making for his TARDIS.
“Woah, wait a minute!” Tom said, dashing after him and grabbing him by the shoulder. “There’s something you’re not saying. A decent goodbye at least.”
The Doctor stopped and looked at Tom, fixing him with a deep stare, his brown eyes almost sadly boring into him. “You know as well as I do I can’t tell you your future.” Pausing to compose himself, the Doctor clapped Tom on his shoulders. It’s just been brilliant to see you again. It’s been a while. Take care.” He turned to enter the TARDIS before pausing and looking round to his other self and companions. “That goes to all of you. Especially you big fella! Anything happens to you and I’ve had it!” With a grin he disappeared into his TARDIS and within seconds it had disappeared.
“Well, that’s that then.” Jess said. “I take it we’re back to normal now then?”
“Yes, back to normal.” The Doctor replied, putting his arms around Jess and Tifa and leading them to the console, looking up at Tom as he walked to join them. “Where to now then?” He smiled.
*
The Monk dashed for the astral map as he saw the handcuff key fall inside it. With a swift kick he floored it, causing it to smash and spill its contents all over the console room floor. The Monk glanced back over his shoulder in time to see the doors close. The sound of the TARDIS engines started as the console room gave a lurch, sending the Monk stumbling to the floor and the TARDIS dematerialised. He looked at the mass of inner workings of the astral map all over the console room floor and then to the console, to where the console was scorched by the Doctors fusing his directional unit. He was directionless once again.
“I’ll get you for this, Doctor!” He cried out at the doors. “I’ll get you one day!”
The End?
