Disclaimer: Sadly enough, Doctor who doesn't belong to me but to it's owner, Russell T. Davies. (Damn it, I knew I should have upped that bid of mine.)
Just a little humorous tone on the whole, 'scary/creepy' ending to the Easter special 'Planet of the dead'. Enjoy!
4 Times
The TARDIS was parked in Cardiff for a refuel. After those events with Lady Christina he wanted to make sure that his time machine wasn't going to run out of 'petrol' any time soon.
The Doctor sat in the jump seat with his feet propped up on the TARDIS console, trying to de-riddle the psychics words. 'He will knock four times.' It had chilled him the way that she had said it, the way that she stared at him with panicked eyes. What made it worse was the fact that she had said his 'song was ending.'
Another regeneration? He asked himself, taking note of the fact that he was on his tenth regeneration already. Taking his feet down he checked the energy levels to fins that they were ready in another 10 minutes, so he sat back in his seat, mulling over her words. He tried to think about WHO she could be talking about.
The way she had said HE made him think of his old enemy, the Master. But he was long gone, wasn't he? He shook his head of those thoughts, remembering that he had set the body alight and watched it burn himself.
It couldn't be another Time lord because he didn't any psychic connection.
He knew it couldn't be his other half because he was locked in a parallel world with Rose.
KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.
The Doctor stared at the wooden door of the TARDIS, his feet dropping to the floor and his mouth open with shock and fear. "Four times," he said aloud to nobody in particular as he slowly edged his way towards the barricade. He stopped within arms reach of it and stared at the handle, waiting for an answer to who it was on the other side.
KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.
They sounded again and the Doctor jumped a little. Contemplating the many different deaths that could await him if he opened the door, he reached out a tentative hand he grasped the lock on the door and turned it, the click sounding louder than he remembered it doing. Gulping, his hand fell to the handle and he pulled the door open, peering around it as it revealed his guest.
"Hey Doctor," the owners voice called out happily with the too familiar grin that the Doctor cringed at.
He sighed with relief and annoyance at the person stood in front of him before answering them back, "Hello Jack."
A/N: Just a comical spin on the ending, hope you liked it. :)
