The Doctor and Delphine I

Chapter 7

"So, where to now?" I ask, following The Doctor around the TARDIS. "Oh, don't worry about that, Delphie," he said, smiling. "Should I not be worried?" I asked, a little confused. "Not really, because we're about to destroy the whole dome to stop the Cybermen coming through here and turning the whole of this poor planet into metal," he replied, looking over to me.  "Cool!" I said watching him do things. "Wait, us? What am I going to do?" I said, slightly stunned at my realization. "You, Delphie, are about to save millions of lives with your karate kick!" he laughed, fake karate kicking the air. "You mean, you want me to get rid of that dome and stop a load of evil aliens invading the world...with my foot?" I asked, thinking back to the dome which was supposedly made of steel and machinery. I sighed in disbelief. "Of course I'll make it easier for you, don't want you breaking yourself instead of the time-window!" he continued, laughing at my scared face. "So go over the plan once again," I said as he was about to dematerialize the TARDIS. "Ok, I'm going to materialize the TARDIS inside the dome and then weaken it, making it easier for you to kick it down. Right when you do that, I'll grab you into the TARDIS as the dome will fall, breaking everything under it, killing the Cybermen and everything else." He said as I nodded slowly. "Say 'Geronimo'," He said as he pulled a lever, making the TARDIS lurch, throwing me to the side. Luckily, it was a short ride and we stopped in under a minute. "Come on!" He said as he got out and soniced the dome, flamboyantly whipping his hair as he looked back at me. "Okay then, are you ready?" he asked, continuing to point the sonic at its target, waiting for me. "Yup," I told him, taking a deep breath as I walked to the dome wall. "Hopefully, this works," I said as he began to count. "Right then, three...two...one!" he exclaimed. The screwdriver ceased to buzz, and I kicked the wall with all my strength. To my surprise, the steel came tumbling down around me. Just then I felt a tug and I was inside the TARDIS. "Wow! That was great, just perfect!" The Doctor congratulated me happily. I leaned on the railing and almost fell to the floor, The Doctor grabbing my arm as I suddenly felt a horrible pain in my thigh. "Leg not working, something wrong!" I yelled in pain, trying to stabilize myself with help from The Doctor, who let me lean on his one side. 

"I swear that wasn't meant to happen, I thought I had it weak enough," he apologized, looking a bit like a forlorn puppy. "Well, seeing as I probably saved a load of people without them even knowing and I'm traveling with my childhood idol, I'd say it was totally worth it," I said, grinning. He laughed, looking slightly relieved but still a bit worried, and said, "Come on, let's get this fixed." He remarked, gesturing at my crippled leg. He bent down and took hold of my leg. I felt a warm sensation where his hands were holding my leg, and looked down, to see a golden glow of light coming from his hands. "All fixed," he murmured, his gaze meeting mine. The energy still glowing at his fingertips, he gently brushed his hands on his pants and crossed his arms. "Pretty cool, huh?" he asked, staring at me with concern. "Yeah," I replied, shaking my leg out as I continued to stare. "Good," he said as he began to walk around the console. "What on earth was that anyway?" I asked, playing with my newly fixed feet. "Regeneration energy, comes in handy, especially when I'm about to die!" He ended the sentence with a slight laugh before typing something into the screen. I nodded as I went and stood behind him on my tiptoes, trying to look over his shoulder. "Where next?" I asked, as he turned around and ruffled my hair. "Next, Delphie, we go see what the Cybermen were doing with the Thesmos people." He said as he began to walk somewhere. "How are we going to do that?" I asked, running up the stairs, trying to keep up. He ran up past me into a long corridor. "We're going to be detectives!" he shouted behind him. I just laughed, and ran after him."What?" I shouted back, trying three doors to see if I could find out what on earth he was up to. When I opened the first one, there were bubbles floating around. "What do you keep in here?" I said quietly to myself as I popped a bubble. The handle to the second door was almost frozen. I turned it anyway and went in. "Ahh!" I exclaimed, snow falling on me. I looked at me, and sure enough, a bitter wind rushed around the room and there was a never-ending sheet of white falling from nowhere. I dusted all the snowflakes off of my arms, legs, and face, and trudged out of the door.

When I got to the third door, a black trench coat was thrown in my face. "No. No. Not that! No way!" he was saying, frustrated, throwing items of clothing out into the hallway. I made my way carefully through the door, narrowly avoiding a flying Converse. "Oh, nice Converse," I said, looking through the clothes that weren't yet littered on the floor. His hair crazy, he turned around and looked at me. "We're going to talk to people, Delphie. I'm looking for my good suit!" he exclaimed. He grabbed a purple coat and a light blue shirt and smiled "Aha!" He hastily pulled off his jacket and bow tie and started to undo his buttons. "Nope!" I said, turning around and looking something fancy for me to wear. When I found a nice, formal looking dress, I went into one of the changing rooms and tried it on. It was creepy that it actually fit me perfectly, unlike most my clothes but it would do. When I came out he was still struggling with finding shoes. His hair was everywhere, his feet weren't quite covered by the socks he was wearing and he hadn't even bothered to wear the pocketwatch correctly. "I'm pretty sure that pocket watches aren't worn like a gangster looking necklace," I said as he looked up. "Well then," he said as he corrected his outfit as I found some shoes for him. As he put the shoes on I tried to help his hair out. Standing on tiptoe, I tried my best to flatten his crazy hair till it looked mildly presentable. "There," I said, dusting some dust off his hair. "You look so weird," I laughed as he mocked me. "Ready?" he asked and I nodded. We ran down the stairs and he pulled open the door. I walked out after him and shut the door behind me, standing next to him in the cool air, looking around me. It was still as amazing as before, stalls of fruit and vegetables crowded by the locals, weird aliens walking down the street, trading.