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Is This World Important?

AN: I don't own Doctor Who, or any of the characters. I don't own you either. WARNING: This chapter is super long!
Your POV
"Hello! Laptop! Gimme!" The Doctor demanded, barging into Jeff's bedroom. Jeff clung to his laptop, clearly not wanting The Doctor to take it away. "Doctor!" You exclaimed. "Ask him nicely. Jeff, please may we borrow your laptop?" Jeff shook his head at you, as The Doctor snatched the laptop off him. His eyes widened at whatever was on the screen and he coughed awkwardly. "Get a girlfriend, Jeff!" Jeff's grandmother entered the room, and she instantly noticed you and the Doctor. "Oh, hello again!" You said, smiling at her.
"What are you two doing?" She asked.
"The sun's gone wibbly, so right now, somewhere out there, there's going to be a big video conference call." The Doctor explained.
"You're going to hack into it?" You asked, and he nodded. You leaned over his shoulder, curious as to what he was doing to hack into such a high profile call. "All the experts in the world panicking all at once, and do you know what they need? Me." The Doctor hit the enter key. "Ah! And here they are!" He exclaimed, as a text panel appeared on his screen. "All the big boys, NASA, Jodrell Bank, Tokyo Space Centre, Patrick Moore." You raised an eyebrow sceptically, staring at all the screens. "Oh, I like Patrick Moore!" Jeff's gran cried happily.
"I'll get you his number." The Doctor said. "But watch him, he's a devil." You laughed, as six small panels appeared on the screen.
"You can't just hack in on a call like that." Jeff argued.
"Can't I?" The Doctor questioned, showing a wallet to the webcam.
"Who are you? This is a secure call!" One of the people on the screen complained.
"Hello! I know you should switch me off, but before you do, watch this." The Doctor said, as he began furiously typing. "Fermat's theorem, the proof and I mean the real one, never seen before. Poor old Fermat got killed in a duel before he could write it down. My fault, I slept in." He admitted, and you watched in amusement. "Oh, and here's an oldie, but a goodie, why electrons have mass, and a personal favourite of mine, faster than light travel with two diagrams and a joke!" He added, finally hitting the enter key again. "Look at your screens, whoever I am, I'm a genius. Look at the sun, you need all the help you can get. Fellas, pay attention." You watched as he produced Rory's phone and began typing. "Sir, what are you doing?" One of the men on the call asked.
"I'm writing a computer virus. Very clever, super fast and a little bit alive, but don't let on."  He said. "Why am I writing it on a phone? Never mind, you'll find out." He put the phone down. "Ok, I'm sending this to all your computers. Get everyone who works for you sending this everywhere. E-mail, text, Facebook, Bebo, Twitter, radar dish- whatever you've got. Any questions?"
"Who was your lady friend?" Patrick Moore asked, as all the colour drained from your face. The Doctor laughed at your expression.
"Patrick, behave." He cautioned.
"What does this virus do?" You asked weakly.
"It's a reset command, that's all. It resets counters, gets in the wi-fi and resets every counter it can find." The Doctor said. "Anything with a chip will default to zero at exactly the same time. But, yeah, I could be lying. Why should you trust me? I'll let my best man explain." You looked at him in confusion, as he looked at Jeff. "Jeff... you're my best man." He whispered.
"You what? Why not her?" Jeff asked, looking at you. You mutely shrugged, as The Doctor put down the laptop screen.
"Listen to me. In ten minutes, you're going to be a legend. In ten minutes, everyone is going to be offering you any job you want. But first, you have to be magnificent." The Doctor said quietly, putting his hand on Jeff's shoulder. "You have to make them trust you, and get them working. This is it, Jeff."
"Today's the day you save the world." You said, smiling comfortingly at him. "Now go!" You encouraged. The Doctor smiled, and grabbed your wrist again. He dragged you to your feet, and out of the room. Before you left the house, he quickly poked his head back into the room. "Oh, and delete your internet history." He commented, before leading you back outside. The pair of you stood outside the house, until the Doctor spotted something. A bright red fire engine. He smirked at you playfully, and dragged you to it. "Do you know how to drive?" You asked, as he sat in the driver's seat. "Sure! It can't be that hard." He said. "Come on, get in!" You sighed, and sat down next to him. As soon as you'd shut the door, the Doctor sped off towards the hospital.