Stuck in An Ending Eternity (A Wholock Fanfic)

Chapter Three

"Well, this is it. 24 years old, her name's Martha Jones. That's why-" Detective Inspector Lestrade paused, glaring at some of the UNIT workers around him and Mr. Holmes. "-the people from UNIT are here. She worked for them."

Sherlock kneeled down next to Martha Jones's body. "Why was she here? I need everything you know."

"It was a Cyberman."

Sherlock looked up, looking at the person who said that like he was crazy. "Excuse me?"

"Captain Jack Harkness. I'm with Torchwood." The person who introduced himself as Captain Jack flashed a smile at the detective. Then his expression turned cold. "Martha Jones was killed by a Cyberman." He turned to a UNIT worker. "Where is Kate Lethbridge-Stewart? I need to talk to her, now. Tell her it's about the Doctor."

Sherlock perked up when he heard the word 'doctor', his mind immediately going to John. "Doctor who?"

Jack grinned at Sherlock's comment. "Just you wait." He winked at Sherlock.

At that moment, Kate Lethbridge-Stewart came into the room. "Who asked me about the Doctor?!"

Jack raised his hand and flashed another dazzling smile. "Yeah, the Doctor. Martha Jones was a friend of his. A good friend." Jack looked down at the body of his friend. "But who's this guy?" said Jack

There was a massive blaster hole in where her heart was. Her face was shocked, and blood splattered. Sherlock looked at the body unaffectionately.

"She looks surprised, like she wasn't expecting this. The wound is approximately 7 inches wide and goes straight through her heart. It's obvious."

Lestrade looked between Jack and Sherlock. "So this Cyberman-"

"It wasn't a Cyberman. Whatever that is." said Sherlock calmly. His logical mind refused to process the supernatural. After the hounds in Baskerville...

"What?" said Kate and Jack.

"Simply a bazooka misfire."

"A bazooka would've blown her into tiny bits, Sherlock!"

"I know." the consulting detective said calmly. "I'm trying to make the idea of an alien sound-"

His sentence was cut short by the sound of an explosion coming from outside. Everyone in the room ran towards the door. Except for Sherlock, who followed calmly behind.

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The Doctor enjoyed the crash. He like the thrill of it, and saying 'geronimo' while going down.

"Doctor-" said Amy, who was clearly not happy. She was untangling herself from wires that draped over her. "Where, if I may ask, are we?!"

"Earth, 21st Centuary, London England. God save the Queen!" he replied cheerfully. "But the TARDIS needs some serious repairs, yes."

"So we're stranded for a bit."

"Weren't you born in this century?!"

"I like traveling, Doctor!"

The Doctor fixed his bowtie and changed the subject. "Have you seen my fez anywhere?"

Amy glared at the Doctor, successfully getting out of the mess of wires. "Can we focus on the problem?"

"Righty-roo. The TARDIS. We can wander around while she repairs herself."

"Repairs herself? Doctor, did you hit your head? Or did one of your Time Lord hearts-"

"Shut up for a second, Amy Pond." said the Doctor while he put his finger to his lips. Amy looked offended, but the ginger did a she was told.

The pair heard voices outside the wrecked TARDIS.

A grin spread on the Doctor's face. "Geronimo?"

Amy rolled her eyes. "Geronimo."

"Fantastic, Amy Pond! Let's go explore!"