Chapter two

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-4 minutes earlier- Dr Samantha Crowd was keeping a close eye on the operation at hand, investigating the sudden appearance of the blue box was the facilities top priority at this time. They could risk having people snooping around, especially enemy corporations that wanted to spill their secrets or take those secrets for their own use. She wouldn't have it. That's why she had used some of the initial budget to fund Anchor, your own personal private army if you had the necessary money. Luckily, they had scraped enough of their budget to bring them in for the final few months of the experiments. It seemed they were coming in most handy.

Samantha leant forward from her desk, watching the monitors closely. Pushing her glasses up her face and then tying up her dirty blonde hair into a ponytail. She was anticipating that she would have to make an entrance either that be because of a dead body or one that was just about alive. She observed as the doors to the box opened and a grey haired man revealed himself to be the occupant,
"Initiate scan" she verbally told her computer, chomping down on an apple that she had on her desk in case she got peckish. The crushed Apple dropped from her mouth upon witnessing the bullets repel off some sort of force field, the intruder was obviously a man of technology.
"Scan complete, processing species," the soft feminine computer voice described the actions that were taking place in its systems, "species found. Time Lord."
With only those two words put together, Samantha spat the rest of the Apple out. She never thought she would hear those two words together ever again. Not after that infamous war. They had been lucky to get that one sample for their projects, but a whole body of that DNA type. He was a biological gold mine.

She ran. It was the only thing she could do, she couldn't all him to be shot. She wanted him alive for both his knowledge and his blood. She sprinted down the corridors, huffing and puffing as she did so. She did not get a lot of time to exercise in her schedule.

It was when she burst into the cafeteria that she managed to calm the situation and convince the General to put the gun down, also convincing the Doctor to take a walk with her.

So that leads up to the present time, Samantha taking the Doctor through the Anchor troops, all of them keeping their aim locked onto him.
"I wouldn't mind them, boys and their toys, you know how it can be." She tried to joke of the seriousness of the scenario with an unconvincing laugh, moving the Doctor along by holding onto his shoulders. Her heels clanging on the floor beneath them.

"Welcome to A.G.E.D! Alien Genetics and Engineering Department. We thought it stuck so we kept it." Samantha was trying to be cheerful towards her new guest, a guest who was seemingly distracted
"Those men were Anchor," the Doctor stated looking terribly confused at what he had got himself caught up in, "So I suppose the question needed to be asked is what does a scientific facility studying genetics need with a private army like Anchor? Prime example of thugs. If someone told me to draw a picture of thugs, they would be my Mona Lisa." The Doctor's hands didn't know where they wanted to go, they were pointing in all sorts of directions. Not as wildly as his previous regeneration would, but still rampant. He decided it was in the best interest to shovel his hands into his trouser pockets.

Samantha did not like the question being asked, leading the Doctor straight ahead of her. A smile still managing to be maintained on her face. Though it was a challenge. "Well, Doctor was it? Even you must see that there is need of a security in our line of work, we couldn't have people snooping about now could we?" She rhetorically asked, not wanting an answer to come out of the Doctor's mouth. However, she got a sassy comment instead.
"And yet here I am, being given the grand tour."
Samantha couldn't help but let her natural smile blossom,
"You are a very special snooper." She pushed ahead of the Doctor and opened the doors to a blindingly white room full of science gizmos all centring around genetics

"Doctor, welcome to the hub!"

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