Incontri TenTENNANTi (Wavering Meetings)

Chapter IV: Something hard to explain

Chapter IV: Something hard to explain

"Yes, there are others. I'm looking for six people, seven if I also count the demon I've already found and I'm sure he will reach us soon with his angel." the Doctor started his explanation.



The situation was already so absurd that no one dared to question it, although the three confused people are dying of curiosity.

"Someone wished he could meet us. A certain David Tennant."

His eyes fall on Barty who looks back at him. The Doctor is almost sorry for seeing him so dejected after that revelation. He feels like he should hug him but he's afraid that the Death Eater would misunderstand that gesture. Or maybe he's afraid that he would like even too much to hug that oh-so-creepy and yet oh-so-devoted wizard.
Truth is that the Tenth Doctor is growing oddly affectionate to Barty and he's afraid to become closer to someone like The Master, brilliant yet murderous.

"Who's this David Tennant, someone who collects people who look-alike?" Peter breaks the silence. "Oh well, I have a collection about vampirism and dark arts that would make anyone feel dizzy... everyone must have their obsessions, evidently!" he shrugs.

"Dark Arts, you said?" Barty asks him, scoffing. "I bet you don't even know what Dark Arts are, Muggle!"

"What the fuck did you just call me? Mind your mouth, if you don't want to be part of my collection, too, you... mangy scarecrow!" Peter growls.

"Oh, I've killed people for less than this!" a fuming Barty growls, his tongue darting out frantically, his wand just about to give out a very dangerous green light.

The Doctor already made a mistake and he just can't make another.

"Barty, no!" he reproaches him, stopping him in time.



"Okay, I apologise to you, Doctor" the Dark Wizard puts his wand back into his pocket. "Although he's the one who should apologize to me." he adds, glaring at the illusionist, before smiling at his precious saviour.



"Don't worry, he will." the Tenth Doctor assures him, slightly pleased that Barty is paying attention just to him once more.

- Oh c'mon, it's not that I was jealous... right?- he ponders, before figuring out that he must reformulate his explanations, because he's not giving them enough info to motivate them.
Right now only Barty would follow him ... for reasons the Doctor prefers not to think about.

But first things first: he has to bring harmony and peace back among them.

"Okay, Peter, I'm sure that Barty didn't mean to belittle your amazing collection... so you should apologise to him for what you called him before."

"Where are we, in a kindergarten?" Peter scoffs. "Hell no, I'm not going to fucking apologise!"

The Doctor tries everything and turns to the most taciturn of that trio.

"Kevin, would you mind helping me..."

"Probably I wouldn't mind, but first could you bother to explain to me who the bloody hell you and that madman are?" Kevin crosses his arms against his chest, clearly annoyed.

"Huh! I haven't introduced myself yet, have I? I'm the Doctor, I travel around time and space and he's Barty, a very powerful wizard, but also very sensible to offences ... so if I were you I wouldn't call him 'madman'." the Doctor points out, as Barty beams thankfully at him.

- My Second Dark Lord is always so caring towards me, he knows what pleases me and what doesn't.-

Satisfied by those answers Kevin turns to the Midori loving fool, "Peter, apologise immediately, so maybe we'll get to know something more about this total mess!" he snorts, who obviously obeys, pleasing Barty.

"Very good. Now that you have all calmed down; no Peter, David is not a collectionist," the Doctor resumes his speech, but then he frowns. "Wait a minute, why did I notice that just now? You're Peter, Peter Vincent..." he starts pacing around, searching for something in his pocket, he draws out a sort of blank badge, not so blank for him, indeed.

"I should have gone to Nevada to pick you up. You three... you were the third one in my list. Barty was the first one, it was a matter of life or death, literally!" he explains, making the grinning wizard feel loved, with a pleasant warmth in his heart.

- I was his priority, he wanted to rescue me, no matter what. My Second Dark Lord is so fond of me!-



"I was in Nevada, at Hard Rock Cafe, in Las Vegas, to be specific, I was doing my stunning magic number, when... I don't know what the fuck happened, but the second later I was wandering around New York streets with this kind of Psycho that drew me to himself!" Peter explains, pointing at Killgrave.

"Interesting. Very, very interesting." the Doctor places one hand under his chin. "But this is not the proper time to find out how that could happen. We were talking about who David is... what if I told you that he's the main reason why we exist? What if I told you that we all come from parallel universes? What if I told you that the England where I picked Barty up is not in the same world of the New York where we are now which is not in the same world of the Nevada where Peter lives?"

After such a bizarre explanation, the three men stare at the Doctor dumbfounded, with open mouths and wide eyes.
Oddly, Peter recovers first. "What the fuck do you fucking mean with... This is not making any fucking sense, how the fuck did I come here, then?" he wavers, taking a look around.

The Doctor observes him silent for some seconds, stunned by the amount of dirty words he managed to insert in only one sentence.



The second reaction is from Kevin and it's something rather unexpected.

"Take off those elegant clothes if you use such inelegant language!" he orders, only to find Peter stripping off those clothes, in front of anyone.

-Damn, bloody literal senses!- he curses once more.



This was his second slip of the day.

"Not here! Go to the bathroom to change your clothes." Kevin points out seeing Peter shrug, as if he didn't attempt to make a strip tease in front of the little crowd.

The Illusionist walks towards the bathroom, shaking his ass good and proper. Kevin tries not to glance at that butt, but... c'mon, it just seems to ask for his attention! It's so round, such a nice ass.

- Jessica! I must focus on Jessica, not on Peter's butt ... Oh, it's so firm. Oh, bloody hell!- he forces himself to look away, before walking towards his wardrobe to pick a new suit to wear.

Barty turns to the Doctor, once he realises the other two are too busy... changing their clothes.

"What would your David Tennant say if he knew that some of his characters flirt with each other?" he asks him, glancing quickly at Kevin.

The Doctor stares at him, frowning.

"Flirt? Who is flirting?"

Barty rolls his eyes at the roof. He would have something to say to him if only he wasn't his Second Dark Lord. He just wishes that things could get better than with his First Dark Lord.

"However, he's not my David Tennant. In a certain sense he's our David Tennant. And we all are his."

"Mine, yours, ours, whatever... you said that we all have the same features, right?" he asks, glancing at the bathroom door where a Peter who is wearing only his black slip is coming out, still shaking his ass.

"Yes, David Tennant's features. It's like... you wizards have theatre, don't you? Of course, you must have it, this is such a stupid question!" the Doctor still muses about how he's supposed to tell everything to them.

He stares at Barty once more.



"By the way, why did you ask that question about flirting?"

"Huh, well.. just pure curiosity!" Barty shrugs, as he stares at Peter's butt.

- The same body, uh? So, my Lord, do you have such a yummy booty too? No, I bet yours must be even better! - Barty loses himself in his considerations, trying not to stare too much at his Second Dark Lord.

"I had told you," Kevin starts, stopping because he's aware he didn't specify that Peter couldn't wander around the house wearing his slip. He grabs Peter's leather clothes and hands them to him. "Here. Now dress yourself!"



- How am I not supposed to stare at him? He walks around like a whore... Jessica. Jessica's smile. Jessica's black, satin hair... -

Luckily, Peter is under Kevin's control so he dresses himself, finally, but he does very slowly, with a sort of little dance around himself. Just like a strip tease, but reversed.

"Usually people don't ask me to dress, but just the opposite thing!" the illusionist declares, smirking.



- I'm going to kill him, if he goes on like that I'm bloody going to kill him! - Killgrave plots, trying his hardest to bear his insanity but ultimately deciding that it's better to fold his own clothes, in order to think about something else. He already managed to change his clothes before the serial butt shaker came back into the room.



Once he's ready he goes back to Barty and the Doctor who are sitting on the bed on the same side. He sits on the other side and Peter reaches him some seconds later.



"So what were you saying about David Tennant?"

"I was thinking about the better way to explain this to you. David Tennant is an actor who has played many roles. We are his most famous characters." he confesses, hoping it can work.

"What the fuck are you babbling about? Bollocks! I exist, I'm not a fucking character in a fucking play!" Peter snaps again.



- So I was about to be kissed... for a performance? - Barty muses. - Lucky for me, there was my Second Dark Lord to save me! What about my First Dark Lord? He exists, he must exist!-

"So we would exist even without him." Kevin says like a statement.

Now that he wears his suit again he finds himself really comfortable.

"That's right," the Doctor confirms. "But we wouldn't have our features. You should ask him how you would be if he hadn't played us and how he managed to change our behaviour."

All his three listeners open their eyes wide, staring at themselves. The Doctor can't repress a smile seeing that. He's more than accustomed to physical and temperamental changement with all his regenerations, although he really would like to be a ginger like Crowley, the awesome demon he already met, before starting his research of all the other David Tennant's characters.



"I like my features!" Barty admits, his tongue flicking out, just his typical nervous tic.



"Bollocks! I couldn't have had any other fucking body!" Peter grumbles, hugging himself.

"So what? Was I supposed to be a purple man?" Kevin scoffs, amused by that idea.



The Doctor doesn't answer them.



"I admit that I also like this body and this face. If I could, I wouldn't regenerate anymore. Although I would have preferred to be a ginger." he says, passing a hand through his hair.

"Your hair is perfect the way it is, my L... Doctor." Barty praises him, earning a smile from his beloved saviour.

"Thank you, Barty. I like your almost honey-hued hair." the Doctor returns the compliment, but he's not lying at all.

That wizard is so fascinating, especially when he smiles at him in such a genuine way, almost innocent, just like he's doing in that moment.



"What about me?" Peter Vincent, the attention seeker, interrupts them.

"Of course, Peter, you blonde meches are lovely, too... And you, Killgrave, your hairstyle is perfect." the Doctor anticipates him, before he also asks for any confirmation. "Do you order your hair to be so flawless?" he adds, making the persuader smile.



"I wonder how David's hair is..." Peter mumbles.



That's what brings everyone back to the main topic.

-It's not that I scared them with my words... is it?- the Time Lord wonders.

"So... are you going to come with me to find this man and thank him for giving us these features?" the Doctor interrogates them, wavering a little bit.

"Yes, of fucking course!" Peter answers way too enthusiastically.

"I go wherever my Lord goes!" Barty proudly declares.



- That David might help me to conquer Jessica! - Kevin is already thinking about how to take advantage of that.

"I'll try not to control him, just because this body is not bad at all.." he states, admiring himself in the mirror in front of the bed.

- These clothes fit me so perfectly!- Killgrave muses, looking at his suit.

He's wearing a purple jacket. Not the one of the love declaration. This one is a bright iris blue/purple jacket and the black pochette has the edge of the same colour, he also wears a periwinkle waistcoat and a purple tie, upon a black shirt.



Kevin stretches his neck, admiring how purple and black are such a perfect match. He had never noticed that before.

- Black... like Jessica's hair. We could have been such a perfect couple. No wait, we were... and we definitely will be again. But... - he lingers on his own thoughts, glancing at Peter's leather outfit. Black.

He shakes his head, recalling the Doctor's words.

- Characters by the same actor. An actor who wants to see and meet us.-

"What will we do once we are there, at David's house? We go there and then what? What is your brilliant plan?" he asks him, mostly to distract him from the black colour.



He's silently grateful to the Doctor because he wears brown.

"That's not my brilliant plan, it's more like his brilliant request. David himself made the wish about meeting us all. I'm just trying my best to please him." the Time Lord explains.



"A gathering around his sickbed? Is this David about to die and this is his last wish?" Barty hazards to ask.



"Last wish..." the Doctor repeats, puzzled, frowning and stopping his sentence. "Nooooo, David is healthier than us all! To begin with, it was his birthday wish!" the Doctor reveals, with a large smile.



"Did you hear him, you.. fucking scary vulture? Your sick mind always drifts to fucking tragedies!" Peter teases him, but Barty is more engrossed listening, relieved, to the good news about David's extremely good health, to mind his nutty ramblings.

"So are we going to a birthday party? I'm up for it! I can even pop out naked from a giant cake, if he wants, as long as he buys me a drink!" the vampire hunter goes on.

"Uh no, I don't think that it's necessary!" the Doctor settles him down.

"Next month it's Jessica's birthday..." Kevin mumbles absently

"So, Mr. Obsessed, is it your way to say yes?" the Doctor asks him, exasperated.

"I don't find anything wrong in obsessions. They give us purposes in our lives." Barty feels the urge to defend Kevin's cause, earning an understanding smile from the mind-controller, before he also agrees on that mission, nodding.



"Alright. Now that you know everything, will you help me explain it to the others, too, won't you?" the Doctor asks.

"The others who?" Killgrave wonders.

- More candidates for my infallible plan!- he plots in his mind.

"There are still two to go. To be honest, it would be three to go, but I'm having such a brilliant idea about that... so for now it's just two." the Doctor reveals.



"It's one of your ideas. It will be brilliant for sure!" Barty simpers, idolizing his second Dark Lord.



"Oh, that's right, sooner or later another one with our same aspect will join us, bringing with him someone who doesn't look like us, but it's a more than justifiable exception." the Time Lord adds.

"If you think there's nothing wrong with that... who are we to doubt your word?" Barty agrees.



"Less ass-licking and more info! Spit out the names and the destinations!" Peter spurs him to talk.

"Who wants to see the sea?" the Doctor gives them a clue. "Now just follow me, all of you, to my TARDIS. Allons-y!" he incites his crew, showing them the way to his phone box.

"Your... WHAT?" Kevin frowns, but the Doctor is not listening.

- Time And Relative Dimension In Space. It's bigger inside and it's the Doctor's spaceship who will allow us to travel through time and space. He talked to me about her for a long time as we were coming to get you." Barty explains to the rest.

After all, Barty has always been a brilliant student.



"I couldn't explain it better myself. Well done, Barty!" the Doctor congrats, making the Death Eater chuffed to bits.



Neither Kevin nor Peter can be surprised anymore when they get inside the TARDIS realising that Barty was telling the truth.

"So, as I was asking before, who wants to see the sea and the beaches?" the Doctor retorts as he sets the coordinates on the console.

Hidden by everyone, he sneers in anticipation, enjoying all their high expectations. He has the feeling that he's going to have some fun.

TBC

Notes:

So, any idea where the Doctor is taking them? ;P
We hope you're still having fun, we have tons of things to make happen, especially involving these four characters ;)
feel free to tell us whatever you think <3

p.s. I (Lu) guess I'll need another beta, anyone offering? ^^'