To the Start Again [8] (The Parallel Series)

Cold War

"Viva Las Vegas!" The Doctor exclaimed, sunglasses on his head. The smile plastered on his face instantly fell when he was sprayed with water coming from multiple directs in what looked like the inside of a submarine. He flew from one side to another, the ground shaking violently. The Stone and Araya followed him as they stumbled, Clara gripped onto the side of the TARDIS, her evening dress getting completely drenched.

"Stranger on the bridge!" A man shouted at them.

"Who the hell are you?" Another man questioned. Araya looked around frantically out of confusion, why did her father say they were going to a nice pool in the 24th century Earth only to end up completely soaked inside a submarine?

"Not Vegas, then." Clara huffed moving a piece of her wet hair.

"No." The Doctor grinned. "No, this is much better."

"Doctor." The Stone shot him a look. "I thought we were going somewhere relaxing after what happened at Akhaten."

He winced slightly glancing at Araya who stared at the people running around. "A sinking submarine?" Clara frowned.

"A sinking Soviet submarine!" He corrected.

The water continued to leak in. "Four ten. Four twenty. Turbines still not responding!" The man at the controls shouted.

"Break out sidearms." One of the men ordered. "Restrain them!"

"They've got to." The captain cut in. The Doctor brought out his screwdriver and scanned the sub.

"Ah! Sideways momentum." He informed. "You've still got sideways momentum!"

"What?" The Captain blinked.

"Your propellers work independently of the main turbines." The Stone informed. "You can't stop her going down but you can manoeuvre the sub laterally. Do it!"

"Get these people off the bridge now!" A man shouted and grabbed the Doctor, trying to pull him away. The Stone's eyes widened and she picked up Araya, hugging her close just in case they got any ideas of separating them.

"Just listen to them, for god's sake!" Clara shouted

"Geographical anomaly to starboard." The Doctor shouted. "Probably an underwater ridge."

"How do you know this?"

"Look, we have just a chance to stop the descent if we settle on it. Do it!"

"Six hundred metres." The man on the controls said looking at his captain. "Sir, six ten!"

"Or this thing is going to implode."

"Lateral thrust to starboard, all propellers." The Captain decided

"Sir?"

"Now!" He shouted.

"You're going to let this madman give the orders?" One of them eyed the Doctor, completely ignoring the Time Lady.

"Lateral thrust!"

"Aye, sir! Six sixty, six eighty."

"Hold on Darling." The Stone whispered to Araya, hoping to at least calm her a little in the chaos. The Time Lady swore she was going to kill the Doctor after this if they didn't implode on impact.

The sub shook as it collided with the bedrock, the Stone gripped onto some nearby consoles as Araya squeezed her arms around her mother's neck, her legs wrapping around her torso as best as possible, desperately trying not crash to the floor, the Doctor pushed his wet hair back and placed his sunglasses back on. "Descent arrested at seven hundred metres."