The Beginning of the End (Doctor Who)

Chap. 17

"Yes." The Doctor grins as you playfully roll your eyes, casually walking out. You wince as something screeches, but oddly enough, don't feel scared. Actually, you feel more... comfortable.

"The Weapon Forges of Villengard. Once the nightmare of the seven galaxies, now home to the dispossessed." The Doctor explains.

"I say, I think there's something moving over here." The officer notes, walking over to a crumbled wall.

"Step away, please." Doctor 2 suggests.

"Probably just rats." He shrugs, "I'm used to rats."

As he turns around, something black, looking like a large, 3-D ink blob, jumps onto his face. The Doctor runs over while you slap your forehead, sighing. Eventually he gets it off, the creature running off on multiple little legs. Cute.

"Deep breaths, deep breaths." The Doctor comforts, "Just breathe, Captain, you'll be fine." 

He takes a few, face slightly slimy.

"That creature, it looked familiar." Doctor 2 observes.

"It's mutated a bit, but yes, I should think it did." He nods.

"Come along, my dear chap. You'll be fine." Doctor 2 gives him a hand while the Captain stares around, wide-eyed.

"Get him into the TARDIS." The Doctor orders.

"What are those things?" Bill asks, walking with them to the box. You follow a far-distance behind, having a feeling the Captain isn't going to be the only one staying on the TARDIS.

"What we came here for." He explains, "The biggest database in the galaxy. They'll settle down in a moment." You see a group of them, running around.

"So do we talk to them, as them questions? How does it work?" She asks, sounding quite excited.

"We don't do anything. I do."

"Oh no, no, no, no, no, no!"

"You're going to wait in the TARDIS." Yes, you definitely saw it coming.

"Why?" She sighs.

"Because you need to look after the Captain." He dismisses, turning around, but she doesn't let it go.

"You're lying." Bill calls out, "You think I'm a duplicate, a trick."

"I don't know what I think." He admits, "But if there's the slightest chance that Bill Potts is alive and standing in front of me, then I will not, under any circumstances, put her life in danger again."

"Seriously." She groans, a desperate look on her face, "You're looking right at me and you don't even know I'm here."

"Correct." He nods, all emotions void, "I ask you to respect that, and respect me."

"You're an arse. Do you know that? You, you, you, you're a stupid bloody arse." At that, you grin.

"And while we're on the train of insults, what the hell is with all the pre-victory speeches, because I'm getting damn sick of all your gloating when you haven't done shit yet!"

The Doctor looks between the two of you, clearly not having expected that, and finishes his previous sentence with "As I have always respected you."

The TARDIS door opens with Doctor 2 looking quite irritated.

"If I hear any more language or talk like that from either of you, you're in for some jolly good smacked bottoms." And he shuts the door, the Doctor looking utterly horrified.

"Can we just pretend that that never happened?" He whispers.

"I'm a broad-minded girl." Bill smirks, "I mean, I know we have this whole professor - student thing going on..."