The Historian

Rose's choice

Fathers Day- Part two

The Historian and the Doctor ran towards the church. Strange creatures she had never encountered were literally eating people off the side of the street. Ahead of her, she saw Rose on a street corner, and one of the creatures heading towards her. "Rose!" She screeched as she pushed her to the ground.

It missed them, shooting back up into the air. The Dotor pulled them up off the floor. "Get in the church!"

The Historian grabbed Rose, dragging her towards the doors as more appeared. " Oh, my God. What are they? What are they?" A woman screechdd.

" Inside!"

As the bride ran through the doors, the Historian slammed the doors on the creatures. She let out a breath as the Doctor, who had leant on the other door, turned away from it, saying "They can't get in. Old windows and doors. Okay. The older something is, the stronger it is. What else? Go and check the other doors! Move!"

Jackie looked around the church frantically "What's happening? What are they? What are they?"

"There's been an accident in time. A wound in time. They're like bacteria, taking advantage." He explained

" What do you mean, time? What're you jabbering on about, time?"

The Historian rolled her eyes. "Nice to see she didnt change much."

The Doctor nodded "Oh, I might've known you'd argue. Jackie, I'm sick of you complaining."

"How do you know my name?"

"I haven't got time for this."

"I've never met you in my life!"

"No, and you never will unless I sort this out. Now, if you don't mind, I've waited a long time to say this. Jackie Tyler, do as I say. Go and check the doors."

" Yes, sir." Jackie mumbled as she scuttled away.

The Doctor grinend at the Historian. "I should have done that ages ago."

"I cant believe it worked." She whispered.

A man came forward and glared at the Timelords " My dad was out there."

The Historian shook her head. "You can mourn him later. Right now we've got to concentrate on keeping ourselves alive."

" My dad had-"

"There's nothing we can do for him." The Doctor sighed.

"No, but he had this phone thing. I can't get it to work. I keep getting this voice."

"Watson, come here. I need you. Watson, come here. I need you." It played.

The Doctors eyed widened "the very first phone call. Alexander Graham Bell. I don't think the telephone's going to be much use."

" But someone must have called the police."

The Historian rolled her eyes "Police can't help you now. No one can. Nothing in this universe can harm those things. Time's been damaged and they've come to sterilise the wound. By consuming everything inside."

Rose stepped towards them. " Is this because? Is this my fault?"

They didnt need to answer, Rose had already guessed it was true. This wouldn't have happened if she hadn't destroyed the timeline...

Pete then came rushing over "There's smoke coming up from the city but no sirens. I don't think it's just us. I think these things are all over the place. Maybe the whole world-" he looked out of the window and saw the same beige car "Was that a car?"