When We Travel Book 2 | Whouffaldi

Chapter 15: The Dalek Has A Sucker!

The Doctor's POV

Once we arrived back at Clara's flat, everyone got out of the TARDIS... Except for me. The doors had closed before I could get out, "No no no! Not again, old girl!" I exclaimed as I tried to pry the doors open. The sound of dematerialisation then echoed throughout the console room. I groaned before heading over to the console. As I bit my lip, I reached into my pocket and pulled out... the torn out diary page. I know that I said that I wouldn't take it but... I couldn't help myself.

Cautiously, I unfolded the paper. Slowly. Please don't be anything bad... I looked at the writing on the paper. Anger and jealousy soon boiled throughout me. The anger was directed at two people. Clara. And Robin Hood. So that's why the TARDIS detected seven hearts earlier... Clara is carrying Robin's child. She was about two months along. I tore the paper in half before heading down the stairs underneath the console. I opened up a hatch and tossed the paper into the fire.

A part of me was glad that someone, or something, had blocked me from seeing Clara... I headed back up the stairs to be greeted with... someone I don't think I've ever seen before, "Er... Hello?" I asked.

"Doctor! Hurry up! Get us out of here!" she exclaimed.

I raised my eyebrow at the woman, "Wh-Who are you?"

"Don't act like an idiot!"

"I'm not. I'm being serious. Who are you? If you do know me... then you should know that I time travel. Are you from the future or..."

She sighed, "Yes. Sorry. I am from the future."

"And your name is?"

"Bill. Now. Can we get out of here?"

"I don't know. The Tardis is..." I paused, "I'm sorry but how do I know if you're lying to me or not."

"Doctor, I'm your, what you call, companion in the future." Bill stated.

"Companion?" I questioned, "What happens to Clara?"

"Clara?" Bill asked, "Never heard you talk about her before."

"Clara. She's my wife. Why wouldn't I mention her?"

Bill shrugged, "Didn't think you were capable of having a relationship."

I groaned, "Where are we exactly?"

Once again, she shrugged, "No clue. Can we leave though? There are some weird robot things out there."

"Weird robot things?" I wondered, "Whatever they are. I'm guessing that they shouldn't be described as 'weird robot things'." I started to push a few buttons on the console but the TARDIS wouldn't budge.

"What's wrong?" Bill questioned.

"I don't know. The old girl won't move!" I started before walking over to the door.

"What are you doing? Those things out there will kill us!"

"Nonsense, Bill!" I exclaimed before opening the door. We were in a white corridor, no 'weird robot things' in sight, "Are you sure you aren't seeing things?" I asked as we exited the TARDIS, she closed the door behind her. As we walked down the corridor, I said, "From looking at your fashion sense... I assume that you're from the 1980's or 1990's?"

"Yes. But what does that have to do with anything that is happening right now? Remember? The weird robot things!" she explained.

"Yes yes yes. I was just making conversation. It is ever so boring here, isn't it? Where's the thrill?!"

"God, you are mad." Bill sighed.

I gave her a questioning look, "You seem a lot more madder than me."