POLLUX • Doctor Who

Chapter Eight, the lodger and his friend

Chapter eight, the lodger and his friend
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"Oh, I can't wait!" I exclaimed while pulling Amy's arm around my shoulders, her hand gently pressing against my collarbone as we foolishly danced around in the main room of the TARDIS. We were headed to the fifth moon of Sinda Callista, or at least that's what the Doctor promised us.

The dreamy thoughts of pink skies and air so fresh like never before, it was like a drug to our simple minds. The Doctor seemed to think that we were annoying and overreacting. But he didn't know what it was like to travel the universe when the place you mainly knew, was boring and dull.

Amy and The Doctor had been so careful around me for the past two days, but they wouldn't tell me what was up. And eventually I gave up in asking. The dullness in the Doctor's eyes became some sort of a warning for me to stop bugging him about it, I didn't want to be the reason for him feeling bad because I was being nosy. If anything, I was sure I'd find out in time.

"We're here!" The Doctor exclaimed and turned off a part of the controls, grinning towards us while holding his hands in the air strangely. Like he was about to give us some half-assed jazz hands.

I pulled the black leather jacket closer to my body, excited to step out into the chilly air and witness the beauty of this world. My eyes were closed as the Doctor guided me out of the TARDIS.

"Is it really the fifth moon of Sinda Callista?" Amy asked excitedly from behind us, looking through her bag for whatever it was that she wished to find. The Doctor's hands stayed on my upper arms as he gently pushed out of the police box. The air hit me like a fresh summer night, but I could feel the disappointment in the Doctor as his hands on me got heavier.

"No, Amy, it's definitely not the fifth moon of Sinda Callista." His words made me open my eyes wildly, lips parted in shock and disappointment as that familiar feeling of angst built up inside my stomach. We were on Earth. "I think I can see a Ryman's."

I turned towards the TARDIS, the Doctor almost falling onto me as the time machine seemed to reject him completely. We were pushed away and the TARDIS disappeared, with Amy inside of it.

"Amy!" I yelled and went to open the door, only for my hand to travel through the silhouette that once had been an actual structure.

"No no no.." the Doctor panicked and dragged his hand over his mouth, trying to quickly come up with some sort of explanation as to why the TARDIS had vanished into thin air. My hands grasped onto his blazer, trying to steady myself as the awful dizziness from two days earlier came over me again. His arm met my lower back, steadying me before we attempted to discuss what was going on.

"She just disappeared.." I whispered, eyebrows tightly furrowed as I left the grasp of the Doctor, walking towards where the TARDIS once had been. "Can it even travel on it's own."

"No.. yes.. no." He debated with himself. "She technically can with enough power pushing her in the direction, but she usually doesn't go anywhere unless she needs to. But why would she take Amy with her.." he referred to the TARDIS as her, something I barely understood. Did the machine have a conscience of its own?

"Okay so, we seem to be somewhere in England. Judging by the.. depressing looks of this place." I looked around, trying to spot anything that could give me a clue to where we could go now. "I am after all a British citizen, perhaps I could as-"