Fix This Mess

Chapter 6

*Angie's POV*

        The jeep drove away as fast as it came, soaking me and Phil in its wake.

        "Ughh..." I heard a groan of annoyance from underneath me, then the pieces came together.

        Phil. The car crash. Phil was dead. The TARDIS. The concert. The note. The memories. I saved Phil's life.

        I saved Phil's life.

        I got up and extended my hand out towards the ebony haired boy.

        "Hey," I groaned, "are you alright?"

        "Yeah, I'm good." He replied, taking my hand and pulling himself up. "You really saved me back there.

        You have no idea... I thought to myself, but suppressed from saying it out loud.

        "I was just on my way to the grocery store," he starts, "but we both kind of got dirty." He smiled with that lobsided, million dollar smile, then laughed the laugh that had gotten me through so many rough times, so many dark places.

        I felt tears start to well up. If I hadn't had come, he would have been dead. This amazing, fantastic person who was so full of energy and life, would be cold, unmoving, and completely and utterly dead.

        He looked at me and worry began to cloud his face.

        "Hey, are you ok...?"

        "Angie," I let out a small laugh, "my name is Angie. Yeah, I'm fine, just a little shaken up."

        "Yup, I could see why." He looked back towards the road, then at me again.

        "You wouldn't want to... come back with me to my place, would you? It's just a bit down the road. We can dry you off, maybe get you a hot drink?" He asked, pointing down the street.

        "Sure, that sounds lovely." I smiled. I was heading off to the apartment of my idol. I realized. It made me want to throw up from excitement, but I kept my calm somehow.

        Phil and I began walking, making small talk about the weather and where I was from. When we finally arrived back at his apartment, Dan was there to greet us. I tried tremendously hard to keep myself from fangirling, nearly slipping a few times. Phil explained to Dan what happened to me, and Dan went to fetch me a change of clothes (which were way too big for me, I might add) while Phil went to make me a cup of tea.

        After he got the tea started, Phil headed off to shower, and Dan went into the kitchen, mumbling about seeing if he could find anything to eat in his godforsaken empty kitchen. I changed in Dan's room, then went back to the living room, where I sat on their couch, completely alone. Part of me was absolutely fangirling but a bigger part of me had this bad feeling. The room felt strangely cold, and I couldn't shake the odd feeling that I was being watched.

        Phil came back out of the shower, and Dan returned with some PB and J sandwich's. We happily munched along, chatting about nothing in particular. Suddenly, I heard a bloodcurdling scream from outside. I stood up quickly, accidentally knocking over my cup of tea. Phil ran into the kitchen to get a towel, and I looked out the window.

        The sight that met me was not what I was expecting. I saw a woman, a bit older than myself, staggering backwards from... A thing. That was the only thing I could describe it as... It was large, with scaly wings and a thick body that tapered off into a tail.

        I heard another scream, but this time it came from the Thing. In one quick swipe of the large claws it had, the lady who had previously screamed was sliced in two. The Thing consumed her, and I threw a hand over my mouth to keep from screaming myself. I bit my fingers, eyes watering. I could have sworn that the Thing looked up at me, but then it disappeared. The TARDIS is going to bet he only safe place... I realized with a small gasp. I have to get to it, and I have to bring Dan and Phil with me. They can't die after all of that...

        I turned away from the window, looking back at Dan. He stood stiffly, all the color drained from his handsome face. Phil was crouched next to the table, frozen, the hand that clutched a towel still hovering over the puddle of tea I spilled.

        "Dan, Phil, you need to come with me. It isn't safe here anymore. Please grab anything important to you as fast as you can, then follow me. Don't worry about clothes, I can deal with that. Please don't ask questions. Time is of the essence." I said, pulling the blinds shut on the window and stepping into action.

        Wordlessly, Phil stood up and ran to his room, Dan doing the same. I grabbed my clothes off of the couch where I left them. Dan and Phil emerged from their separate rooms, clutching a few items each. Dan held a llama hat, his laptop with earbuds, a video camera, and in his back pocket, I could see his phone and an iPod. Phil grasped a stuffed lion, his video camera, and his laptop as well. I could also see his phone in his pocket.

        "Come on, follow me. Please stay quiet and don't as questions until I tell you it is safe to do so." I commanded. I don't know what it was that made them listen to me, because I was just barely an adult, and a small one at that, but they remained silent as they followed me out of the apartment.

        I ran back to the TARDIS, unlocking it quickly. As I stuck the key into the lock, I heard Phil shushing Dan. I assumed he was going to ask me why I was going into a phone box. I threw the door open and jumped inside, pulling a befuddled Dan and wide-eyed Phil in after me. I shut the door behind them as fast as I could, then ran back to the main control panel. I set the date and time back to where I left from, and then we were moving.

        Dan and Phil looked around in amazement.

        "It's... It's... Bigger on the inside!" Phil gasped.

        "Yeah, its called a TARDIS. Time and Relative Dimension in Space. Tim machine, obviously. Get used to it." I muttered, thinking.

        "Wow..." Dan breathed, at a loss for words.

        "Set your stuff down, I need to call the Doctor and find out what to do with you." I told the two young men, who set their stuff down and collapsed into chairs.

        I pulled the phone out of the door of the TARDIS, dialing the Doctors number. It went straight to voicemail, making me curse. I left a short message.
        "Doctor, it's me. I, uh... Made a bad decision, and I think I might have affected the entire world... Please get back to the TARDIS soon."