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The Doctor is Coming to Town - Part 5

* 3rd POV *

The Doctor pulls up his leg and places his foot on the panel to hold down a lever. He stretches his arm as far as possible and tries to hold down another knob while following the time paradox. The Weeping Angels hadn't make it easy to follow but he can do this. He hopes.

The Tardis is jolting around and the Doctor has trouble to keep all the switches in the right position. At moments like this he's remembered by the fact the Tardis is actually a ship that needs to be controlled by seven persons... Ah well, nothing he can do about that now. He grabs the monitor and pushes his glasses further upon his nose, and reads the readings of the monitor.

"Where are you?" he mumbles. Time traveling through another universe, perhaps not his greatest decision he has ever made. Something tries to keep him and the Tardis away but thanks to the Yggdrasill the Tardis possesses maximum powers. With a loud bang they shoot into the Time Vortex and with another loud noise they land. With a sigh of relief he takes his foot off of the panel and encloses the monitor with both of his hands.

'London, 1941,' it reads. He runs a hand through his brown messy hair. The lights inside the Tardis flicker and even with the extra powers of the Tree, he can't stay too long here. Otherwise she'll shut down again and then they have to go all that trouble again. He grabs his long brown trench coat and puts away his glasses. Time to find Elizabeth. He runs towards the entrance and steps outside, into London during World War II.

He knows she can't be too far away, after all the Tardis followed her. But the question is how much time have passed by, because well... Time is kind of wibbly wobbly and in this parallel universe the Tardis could have turned in the wrong way of the paradox.

The Doctor tries to place himself in her position. "Now, if I was an agent, stuck into London during the War... Where would I go?" He puts his hands in the pockets of his trousers and turns slowly around his center, taking in his surroundings. He digs in his mind, trying to remember as much as possible he knows from the comics and movies.

"If I were an agent..." he starts again and then he knows. "I would try to find SSRs headquarters in London!" He grins and spins around, and starts running in the direction of the river Thames. He can't remember where the headquarters were exactly but it was close by the MI6 and the Tower of London. He knows that much.

But before he could even make it out of the square, he bumps into someone. She utters a small scream and with an 'Oof' she falls on the ground.

"Oops, I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking where..." but then he notices who is lying on the ground, angrily muttering something about constant vigilance.

"Elizabeth? Weird, normally it doesn't go this easy..." And he grabs her hands and helps her getting back on her feet.

"Doctor?" she asks befogged. She straightens her clothes and looks at him with a slightly tilted head. "What are you doing here?"

"Rescuing you of course!" He takes out his sonic screwdriver and points it at her. "How long has it been?"

"Fourteen months and eleven days," she says without hesitation as if she has been couting the days. Which she probably has. The sonic screwdriver stops buzzing and he sees she has told the truth, she has aged since the last time he had seen her.

"Let's get you back home." And he grabs her wrist, dragging her with him to the blue police box. He snaps with his fingers and the door opens.

"But you're here, so the Angels have probably found the gap in the Void..." she indicates and the Doctor nods, setting course to the panel in the center of the control room. He knew that would have been the cost, after shutting out the Angels of the Tardis. They have seen him and probably followed him through the Time Vortex and quite possibly found the gap.