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Continued from The Eleventh Hour ― I
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❝ I have an idea

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I have an idea. Just one question, though... How illegal do you think it is to commandeer a fire engine?

– Freja
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Leadworth, England
2008

Leadworth, England2008

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June 25, 2008

The TARDIS materialized in Amelia's garden before a certain floppy-haired idiot burst out, said idiot taking note of how it was now broad daylight. "Amelia! Freja!" He shouted as he ran towards the house. "I worked out what it was! I know what I was missing! You've got to get out of there!" He quickly used the sonic screwdriver on the door to unlock it, it actually unlocking only after a few tries and letting him enter the house.

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"Amelia? Freja?" The Doctor called out as he ran up the stairs. "Freja, are you still here? Are you both alright?" He kept calling out as he made a beeline for a certain door on the second floor that had troubled him previously. A door that he had not been able to take a look at before he had to rush out to the TARDIS. "Prisoner Zero is here!" He shouted as he tried to unlock the door with the sonic. "Prisoner Zero is here! Prisoner Zero is here! Do you understand me? Prisoner Zero is –" He turned to look behind himself and was immediately hit on the head with a cricket bat, sending him into darkness.

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"...Yes, Mama, I just got to the house." A twenty-two and a half year old Freja spoke into her phone that was tucked in between her ear and shoulder as she lifted a medium-sized box out of her car. "...The drive from Edinburgh wasn't that bad." She huffed slightly as she adjusted her grip on the box, walking up the stone walkway to her mother's house. "...You just enjoy your girls trip in Bordeaux. I'll be fine on my own until you get back next week." She said as she pushed the front door open with her hip. "...Obviously it's not like I'm going to have much to do anyway. I mean, we do live in what is apparently the most boring village on Earth." She let out a giggle as she set the box down at the foot of the staircase, sighing in relief as she stood back up straight. "...I told Amy I'd come over once I got back into town. So we'll probably just end up ordering in and watching crap telly." She explained, gripping her phone now that her hands were free as she turned back around to exit the house again in order to get more stuff from her car. "...Yeah, talk to you tomorrow... Love you, too."

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