There was a definite sound of rage being flung across the walls of the TARDIS, and for once no one was certain why. The Ponds had stolen away John Watson to explore the confines and infinite hallways of the machine, and now that their little tour had ended and they found stomach growling and intelligence wanting, they happened upon the sinister glares and bantering in the console room, and they knew not why.

"You're obviously bluffing"

"Yeah? You obviously don't have an imagination! All those brilliant thoughts cluttering up your head, facts of Earth and it's boundaries, but you can't even wrap your mind around a little transcendent dimension?"

The dark-haired male let out a scathing laugh, crossing his arms as he stared down the Doctor and his lies, the machinery behind him as he sat back in the console chair. He was amused! He really was, it was the first time in a long time someone had actually tried to pull one over on him, and this 'Doctor' had come the closest by far! "We're in a building, a warehouse of some sort that you've converted into your little...plaything!" He threw his hands out in emphasis, causing the Time Lord to blink and pace about. "But bravo, bravo. You were so close, Doctor to fooling me. You said space and time? The space travel you speak of is barely in it's infancy, we haven't even landed men on Mars yet, and you claim to be from another world entirely? It's not probable, not possible, and certainly not believable"

His face was burning red by now, and in all his years, all nine-hundred years he had never been so insulted by someone's unwillingness to accept the truth about...everything! It was downright frustrating, and his eye caught those of his companions. "Doctor, I think you should just calm down a little" the ginger said quietly, sensing something dangerous about the TARDIS interior and the way the Doctor was glowering so. Even if he couldn't hear Amy, she could feel the tension building between these two geniuses.

"This...this isn't normal for him, is it? The Doctor I mean, with the uh...staring" John questioned to the others, keeping an eye on his Sherlock from this safe distance upon the stairs.

Rory shrugged in the slightest. "I figure he just keeps us around to feel smart, but now that someone's actually questioning him, it might be a bit much for him" Amy and her husband exchanged worried glances while their hands wrapped around the staircase railing. Something was about to happen, and all the energy built up in the room exploded in a second as the Doctor darted about the console, flipping switches, pulling levers and always, always keeping an eye on the consulting detective, who was beginning to show the slightest bit of worry across his strange and wonderful brilliant face.

"Doctor!" Amy yelled, his brashness would be the death of them all! Again!

In a fit, the TARDIS rocked and hurtled roughly, simply because the Doctor was not aiming for a smooth flight, only speed. "You say not possible, Mister Holmes?" he shouted over the loud roar of the engines, making noises he was not used to experiencing. "I'll show you what's possible" As the engines died down, he stalked towards the door, unsure of the predicament they might have been put in as he gripped the door handles of his precious ship. He stole a glance back towards Sherlock, who was looking at him like nothing had happened at all. The Doctor flung open the doors, and stepped outside. Sherlock followed.

"We're in a field"

"Uh, yes. Seems like it"

"...where?"

The Doctor held up his hands and spun around, gesturing to...everything and a smirk appeared as he pointed towards a set of towering structures in the distance. "Theacrima, Fourteen Twenty-Six by their years. That city over there is Divide, on the edge of the greatest canyon in the Faulgrin galaxy"

Silence passed between them as they stood there in front of the police box, facts and observations passing between equally old and intelligent eyes, each trying to pry open the other in the greatest game of wit either had faced in their lives. Sherlock was the first to smile. "Never doubted you for a second"