Worlds Apart

Emma's POV

I looked at Crystal and said, "Never trust men. Ever. They will build up your trust then abandon you. Never trust men."

"Just because he hasn't picked up, doesn't mean he's ignoring you," said my younger sister Crystal. "Besides, you've been trying to call him for two years. Sounds a bit suspicious, doesn't it?"

I frowned at her. "What do you mean?"

"Looove," sang Crystal, dancing around the console. "Emma's in looove, Emma's in looove..."

I caught her by the collar of her shirt. "I'm not. Tell that lie, I'll cut off your tongue."

She stuck her tongue at me. I let go.

For most of her life, some nine hundred years, she had been possessed by a demon in the form of a scythe called the Child, and most of that time, trapped in a stone statue. Then one of the Doctor's friends accidentally freed her, and we had to track her down and remove the scythe, destroying most of future Manhattan in the process. During the time, I drowned, came back and removed the scythe. The Child had taken over me, and it was excruciatingly painful. I'm amazed I survived, that's how bad it was the pain. Heck, I was amazed that Crystal survived so many years. Really, Crystal was nine hundred eleven, but she looked and felt ten. We both agreed not to count the years with the Child.

Sparks flew out of the console. I ran over and looked at the screen. We were hurtling so fast through space, I knew there was something wrong. It must've showed on my face, because Crystal asked, "What-what's wrong, Emma?"

"We're accelerating!" I answered. "Nine, ten- we aren't able to go this fast!"

More sparks flew out of the console. Crystal screamed and ducked her head as sparks showered over her. I raced around the console, trying to stop the out of control TARDIS. It was hard, because more sparks were flying all over the place. Crystal suddenly pointed at the screen. "Emma, look!"

Dodging sparks, I joined her side, clutching the console for support, as the TARDIS was wobbling. I saw it and felt a surge of relief, then anger, but I knew what to do. I grabbed the phone and punched in the numbers. 

"Hello?" said the voice on the other side.

"Hello Doctor, my TARDIS is currently in self-destruct and you're kinda heading to us!" I shouted over the alarm that had started.

"Is this a joke?" he asked.

"Bloody hell this isn't a joke!" I screamed. "It's been this way for weeks, rooms disappearing into this black void, and now is the console room! I don't know what's happening, but I know we're going to die!"

"We?"

"Crystal and I, you dummy!"

"Hang on a second," he muttered. Then he said, "You're going to have to hang up!"

"Why?" I asked.

"Listen to me before you do that, though," he said. "Hang up, go to your door. My TARDIS is right next to yours, her doors facing yours. You're going to have to jump."

"IF YOU THINK I'M JUMPING WHEN WE ARE HURTLING THROUGH SPACE HUNDREDS OF MILES, YOU'VE GOT IT WRONG, BUSTER!" I screamed into the receiver.

"Well, you kinda have to!" he snapped.

I hesitated, then snapped back, "Fine!" Fine!" I'm hanging up now, just as an FYI, just get yourself rea-" then I realized he had hung up. Swearing angrily, I slammed the receiver down, swept Athena, my backpack, into my arms, and grabbed Crystal. "We're jumping," I told her.