The Beginning of the End (Doctor Who)

Chap. 29

Once everyone's up, they all file to the bathroom window. Though you do see Ryan grab Krasko's weapon. You eye him, getting a nervous look. Nodding, you wave him off and lay down on a bed, staring at the ceiling. 

"Y/n?" The Doctor peers around the door. "Come on."

"Yaz just said the two of you, go on." You wave her off.

"I said I'm not letting you out of my sight." She lowers her voice. Walking to the side of your bed, she offers you a hand. You don't take it, sitting up and walking straight past her.

You easily swing out the window.

"Right, here's some cash, go get some fishing gear. Meet you at the bus works after." The Doctor hands Graham some old money. "I gave a call to Elvis, who lent the phone to Frank Sinatra. He's agreed to lend us some VIP passes." She tells Yaz.

"What if he doesn't believe us? Or Ryan and Graham can't get James Blake to come back?"

"Anyone can focus on the negatives. It's a good plan!" She exclaims.

It's a relatively quick walk to the house, but with the talking it feels much longer. The Doctor goes straight to the door, putting on a huge smile and knocks. A man enters the door, seeming a little tired.

"Elias Griffin Junior?" She asks.

"Yeah?"

"Congratulations. You are the lucky winner of our Raffle Of The Century."

"I don't remember entering no raffle." He shakes his head.

"Oops." You quietly mutter.

"You have won an all expenses paid trip to Las Vegas, front row tickets to see Frank Sinatra and a VIP pass to meet Frank himself." She lists.

His face immediately lights up. People are really so gullible.

"My wife loves Sinatra." He points to a painting in his front hall.

"Amazing. Who would've guessed? Only one condition. You have to leave now." She emphasises the 'now.'

"Right now." Yaz adds.

"I can't." He denies, "My work shift starts in a couple of hours."

"We've sorted that too. Your company's already assigned someone to cover you." Yaz nods.

"There's a taxi coming to pick you up in thirty minutes to take you to the airport." The blonde informs.

"Thirty minutes?" He exclaims.

"Unless you don't want to go." Yaz skeptically says.

"Oh, we'll be ready, we'll be ready." He nods, extremely excited and closes the door.

"Good job Elvis lent Frank that mobile phone, against everything I told him." The Doctor says in a relieved tone. "We need to stick tight to Rosa."

"Easy." You take the back of her coat and tear it.

"Oi!" She steps back, "What was that for?"

"Isn't Rosa a seamstress?" You recall from school. Her face dawns on realisation.

"You still tore my coat." She points out.

"I was helping." You insist.

This time you take the bus downtown, which really isn't fun.

"Can I help you?" A woman inquires at the front desk.

"We need to see Rosa Parks, urgent clothing emergency." The Doctor explains, very rushed and insistent.