The Impossible Year

The Sound of Drums

Joseph Saxon stood, alone amongst the crowd as they ran. Professor Lazarus was an idiot, even bigger an idiot than the Doctor was. He watched as they ran, the Doctor, the Commander, the Companion and the Wife. Lazarus's ambulance had just crashed further up the street, which would keep the Doctor and Co busy.

"Mr Saxon. Mrs Jones appears to be on board," one of his security, detail informed him.

"Excellent," he nodded at the man signalling him to leave "you can run Doctor, but you can't hide." The plan was running smoothly now all that was needed was a way of capturing his wife the Doctor and the rest of them.

He descended the steps of the museum to find a car awaiting him. Turing his head he looked behind him, the crowd was busy still. Surrounded by ambulances police cars; Joe slipped into the land rover awaiting him.

"So," there was no hello, good evening. Why would there be, the man in the seat next him didn't care what time of day it was or how you were.

"Phase one is..." But his was cut off by a hand and tut.

"Phase two," came the voice, exenterating the two, "phase one, was you marrying her majesty, remember," two eyes squinted a Joe in the dark.

"Yes right, your quite right," Joe gulped looking away from his unsettling stare.

"Don't tell me you've actually fallen in love with her," the mans hand went to his face, "No, no, no," his finger was in Joes face now.

"I haven't, I swear," Joe wasn't sure if he was even convincing himself. The trouble is he couldn't remember how he'd ended up in the position he was in. It was as if his memories from long ago had been erased. Waking up one day in a sharp suit and there she was in front of him a shining light that shone brighter than the sun. Now the only problem was, he had a feeling he'd gotten too close and this was the part where he got burnt.

"Doesn't matter in the long run away. Did I tell you we were engaged, well not really," he paused, the car had started to pull away and make its way through the busy streets of London, "was the Presidents grand plan," he trailed off a far, away look in his eyes, "Anyway, back to you," he shifted back into his seat facing forward once again, clicking his fingers to get Joe to finish what he was saying.

"Er, yes sorry. Phase two is in motion. The Jones family played right into our hands," Joe stuttered out twisting his wedding ring round his finger.

The Master laughed and Joe wanted nothing more than to cover his ears.

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Jones kept a hold of Violet as they burst through into what seemed to be an alleyway, not that it mattered at that moment. They were all just glad to be out of the reach of the Futurekind. Violet held her head as she groaned, she wasn't the only one feeling the roughness that came with time jumping.

"Oh, my head," Martha whined holding her head as she leant against the exposed brick behind her.

"Time travel without a capsule," the Doctor stretched his back, it clicking into place when he stood straight again, "That's a killer."

"Still, at least we made it. Earth, 21st century by the looks of it," Jack observed as the group, still a little wobblily on their feet made their way out into the open, "talk about lucky."

"That wasn't luck, that was me," the Doctor pointed out, flashing his sonic at the captain before hiding it back into his pocket.

"As humble as ever I see," Jones muttered, the Doctor turned round smirking at him. However, the smile was short lived. They had a big problem on their hands, finding the Master.