Author's Note: Hi! So this is my first fanfic that I'm posting, so I hope you like it

Chapter 1

"So, where do you want to go? We have the whole universe and literally all the time in the world," Blaine says, fiddling with the TARDIS.

"Oh I don't know you pick, you do know the best places being a time lord and all," Kurt answered.

It is amazing; the outside looked like a police box, but inside is magical. It's so big and it has an unlimited amount of room. The main room, also called the consul, is gold with a giant half circles creating a sort of pattern and a, well, bubble thing in the middle of the room. I think its part of the engine. The controls are around the bubble thing, and no one can figure it out except him, telepathic connection he tells me. But the person inside is as amazing as the TARDIS, Blaine.
His curly dark brown hair flopped carelessly across his face. His hazel eyes matching his personality. And he always wears a bow tie. In his pocket is his sonic screwdriver. Don't ask me how it works, I have no possible idea, but it's amazing. It opens almost anything (except wood, but we don't talk about that).

"I know! We can travel to New York, present day of course. It's so much more interesting than in the past! I'm taking you there, let's go!" Blaine runs around flipping switches and turning knobs and whatnot.
Kurt giggles and walks down the stairs. Blaine can be a little crazy at times. They hear the TARDIS land and they walk out.

"Welcome to New York!" Blaine looks around and drags Kurt over to the edge. It's beautiful, the hussle of people and all the magnificent buildings. One building had a Wicked sign on it. It didn't mean much to Blaine, but Kurt started jumping in excitment.

"Oh my gosh is that the actual Broadway stage? Can we go? Please Blaine!" Kurt begs, giving him baby eyes.

Blaine tries to give Kurt a stern look, "Fine, five minutes! But then we hop back in the TARDIS so that way I can show you the galaxy next to this one! They have self sustaining food so you don't have to grow food like you do here, and tons of ice cream. I really like ice cream," Blaine babbles on, following Kurt to the entrance.

"Sorry guys, VIP only," the guy said, standing through the doorway.

"Excuse me, we are VIP," Blaine said, flashing his psychic paper at him.

"Oh, I am so sorry Mr. Porter. Please go on through," he says, letting them through.

"So how does that work? You flash it and it shows what people want to see?" Kurt asks.

"Exactly," He had a look of triumph. They walked in and walked into the main theatre and saw a giant stage. It had a giant map of some sort on

"Look Blaine it's the map of Oz!" Kurt ran ahead of him and looked at the emerald gleam it had. Blaine chuckled and followed him.

"Oh look at this!" Blaine runs forward and grabs a witch hat off the stage. "How do I look?" Blaine grins.

"You look absolutely adorable! I wanna wear it!" Kurt ran over.

"So what is this play about?" Blaine asked, putting the witch hat on Kurt. Kurt was just about to answer when a thump interrupted them. "Quick, in here!" Blaine motions, running behind the curtain.

"Help me!" a shrill american voice yelled. Blaine looked at Kurt, both thinking the same thing.

"Its right behind me please help anybody please!" A young woman ran in, dressed casually but professional. She was breathless, and kept glancing behind her.

Blaine nudged Kurt, "Follow my lead," he whispered, coming out from behind the curtain. Kurt nodded and walked out with him. "So we are going to start next week so be- oh, hello! I'm Blaine, the director and this is Kurt, my new actor. What seems to be the trouble?"

"Oh thank god you're here!" the woman cries, hugging Blaine.

"Whats wrong?" Blaine asked, glancing behind her. The woman was trembling and holding onto Blaine for support.

"Th.. T- There's something following me! No one believes me!" Kurt rubbed her back in slow circles to calm her down.

"Everything's gonna be fine. What's your name?" Blaine asked.

"Kristina," She replied, still shaky.

"Good Kristina, now what was following you?" Blaine asked gently, his hair falling into his eyes.

"y- You won't believe me!" she cried.

"I promise I'll listen, I've seen a lot of things in my time," Blaine replied.

"It... It was a statue. An angel statue, and it made this just horrible face! But when I blinked it was normal with its hands over its eyes!" she started to sob again as Blaine stiffened.

"Statues? Blaine, have you heard of them?" He confirmed that he had by the way he stiffened at the sound of 'statues'.

"Kurt, watch the door, and don't blink! You can't even blink!" he said calmly but he looked... Scared.

"Blaine, what's going on? What's happening?" Kurt asked, doing what he said. He didn't reply, which always worried him. "Blaine?" He asked again.

"We need to get out of here, very quickly. Kurt, do you remember where the TARDIS is parked?" now unfrozen, he looks around quickly.

"Yeah, but what's going on Blaine?" He asked again, still looking.

"I'll explain in the TARDIS just go! Now!" He said, running out the door with Kurt following behind. Kurt slammed into Blaine, almost knocking him over.

"What? Why did you stop? What happened to getting into the TARD- oh," He said, staring.
There were 3 angels standing at the entrance to the theatre, hands over their eyes.

"Okay, we need to walk around them. Make sure you keep eye contact, and don't look at their eyes! The angel but not their eyes!" he chimed. They walked slowly, not taking their eyes off the dull gray statues wanting to kill them.

"Blaine? What will it do to us if it gets to us?" Kurt asked, standing behind the angel.

"That's not import-"

"Tell me Blaine!" Kurt said fiercely.

Blaine sighed, knowing he didn't have a choice. "The Angels displace you in time, if one of them touches you get zapped to a past date. You live to death in a different era. There, you happy?" Blaine asked, irritated.

Kurt stopped, "I wouldn't get to see you again?"

Blaine nudged him, "Come on! We have to go! Kristina?"

"I'm still here, where are we going?" Her voice shook.

"To a blue box, it's a couple feet behind us. I'm going to open it," Blaine said, now behind them.

"Blaine? It's getting hard not to blink. Im not sure if-" Kurt screamed, leaping back. He had blinked and the angel he was watching was right in front of him, snarling.

"Kurt? Are you okay? Kurt!" Blaine said.

"I'm okay, but hurry Blaine!" Kurt sounded desperate. He heard a thud and a jingle. "Have you got it open?"

"Yeah, now come on! Kurt, Kristina, I need you to back up until I say stop," He said. He heard Kristina shuffle back. A moment later there was a thump. "It's okay Kristina, I've got ya. Keep looking at the angel. Kurt? You need to move back, now!" Blaine said quickly.

Kurt felt like he was frozen. "I- I can't. Blaine im scared," Kurt's voice was thick and he was struggling not to blink. He heard footsteps then a hand went into his. Kurt gasped.

"It's okay, it's only me," Blaine said calmly, squeezing his hand. "You are going to take a step back now okay? With me," Kurt nodded, and then remembered Blaine wasn't looking at him.

"Okay," he said in a breathy voice. He heard Blaine count and he took a step back.

"You can do it, only a couple more steps," Blaine said encouragingly. Kurt managed to take a couple more steps back and hit the TARDIS. Kurt breathed a sigh of relief. "Kristina? Still at the door?" Blaine asked.

"Yeah, I moved over a bit do you could get in," She replied. She sounded a bit better, less shaky.

"Perfect, come on Kurt let's get in," Blaine said, pulling him in. Blaine shut the door quickly and locked it. "Okay, we are safe for now," everyone was blinking rapidly. Kurt sank to the floor, breathing heavily.

"Oh my gosh!" Kristina said, realizing how big the TARDIS is. "How? It's, it's bigger on the inside," she stared at it, wide eyed in wonder.

"Oh right yeah, forgot about that. First, is everyone okay?" Blaine looked at both of them, Kristina nodded. "Kurt? Are you okay?" Blaine looked at him tenderly and squatted.

"Huh? Oh yeah, my head just went blank out there," Kurt said quickly. He looked at Blaine, "I'm fine, really," he smiled.

Blaine looked at him, "Okay.." he said, uncertain. "Next problem, you," he said, getting up and turning to Kristina.

Her face strickened, "What about me?"

"Why do the angels want you so much? Why are you special?" He got that look on his face, a look of wonder.

Authors Note: I hope that you like it :) i'll hope to get the second chapter up soon, and feel free to leave a comment.

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My friend Carolina's (i love you) tumblr is iloveyoudarrencriss and her ff is The Doctor and the Potter. thanks for the title hon!