Chapter 3

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The TARDIS was angry with him, that was for absolutely certain.  The Doctor flipped rapidly at switches, thinking furiously about what he could possibly have done to cause this much chaos in a machine.  He ran a hand through his already gravity-defying hair as the console bleeped in rage.  

“Doctor?!”  Rose was up.  He couldn’t really have expected her to sleep through this racket, but he would have preferred not to wake her.  Still, in this crisis he could use a hand.  “Where are we?!”

“Right now?  Erm, not quite sure,” He yelled back.  “Mind hitting the magnetic field destabilizer?”  The righteous blonde was at his side at a moment’s notice, flipping switches and pressing buttons like a pro; and the Doctor was rather proud of her for retaining all he’d taught her so far.  “Calm down, calm down, please!”  He shouted at the angrily whirring timeship.  

“Doctor!”  Rose pointed, alarmed, at a red blinking light at the top of the console.  “You said..”

“If ever this light starts to blink, we are in deep trouble,” the Doctor told Rose, gently patting the TARDIS.  “It’s never blinked before, and I certainly hope it never will...  But if it ever does, you tell me at once, because everything’s going to go to hell.”  

The Doctor pinched his nose.  “Oh, and I was having such a good day….”

The TARDIS continued to race through galaxies, its two pilots just barely aware of the oncoming challenge.  

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