The Doctor was talking about one of his adventures with Celestia. "Well, it's the historical repercussions, you see. The beat of one bat's wing eventually leads to a tropical storm. That sort of thing. Or was it a butterfly?"
"You know I'm not so sure." Celestia frowns.
"And that's what happened with?" Charley asks but stops. "What's his name?" She tries to remember.
"Canute." Celestia answers for her. "He got a bit above himself, declared himself so powerful, he could turn back the tide."
"Oh yes, I remember reading that somewhere." Charley recalls. "Listen, we are still heading for Singapore, aren't we?" She asks to The Doctor.
"Of course. Now, history records the King getting soggy ankles, but not until we'd intervened. Someone had been meddling." The Doctor says.
"Who?" Charley questions.
"One TARDIS, one twenty-fourth century Pulfidian Flood Controller, and an amoral Time Lord later, King Canute really did turn back the tide." Celestia says.
"And our friend had an unshakeable power base in Anglo Saxon Britain. Mucking about with Time is a risky business. I wouldn't recommend it to anyone." The Doctor says.
"Yes, there is no point in it unless you're a Time Lord like us." Celestia says. "Oh I think we're about to land."
"Come along then." The Doctor says as the trio exit the Tardis.
"Which is where you two came in." Charley says.
"In the nick of time, or thereabouts." The Doctor says, Celestia closes the door and takes his hand.
"Put things back in their proper place. The King had to go through it all again, and this time..." Celestia says.
"...The tide came in." Charley says as she laughs. "What a silly..."
"Canute? I'll say." The Doctor laughs.
"Charley!" Celestia pulls her from the car that was about to hit her.
"You lousy jaywalking citizen!" The driver shouts as he drives off.
"Singapore, Nineteen Thirty?" Charley questions.
"Perhaps, let me see." The Doctor says as he looks around. "Thirty Fourth Street and Broadway. Ah."
"Not Singapore." Charley realizes.
"Well, judging by that skyline and that taxi-driver's language..." The Doctor tries to figure out.
"And that dead man." Charley says, pointing to the body.
"And that dead man. Oh. I'd have to say New York City." Celestia says. "Oh boy." She realizes.
"Come on we have to take a look." The Doctor says as he takes her hand.
"Anything?" The Doctor asks Charley. Celestia has turned around because she can't look at dead bodies.
"Erm, a wallet, a gun, some loose change, keys." Charley says.
"Can I see the wallet?" He asks as he takes it from her. "Hmm, JC Halliday, some sort of private detective." He reads, laughing.
"What is it, sweetheart?" Celestia turns to look at what he is looking.
"Well dear, I believe it's usual in these circumstances to find a clue written on the back of a book of matches." The Doctor says.
"Are you sure though?" Celestia looks at him, trying not to laugh.
"Yes, dear. I am." He says, confidently.
"Mm, Mm, what, like this book of matches?" Charley asks, holding the matches.
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Fixing The Problems
FanfictionCelestia is a Time Lady from Gallifrey who is the best friend of The Doctor. She met him when they joined Time Lord Academy. They immediately got along and became best friends. She is also coming from a family of, what some people might call, "witch...
