Adventures in Time - Chapter 1
A/N: Sorry to anyone reading my other fanfic 'Together Again', I've had a writer's block and don't know how to continue it at the moment! I really liked the last series and absolutely ship these two now! :-D
Disclaimer: Unfortunately none of the characters belong to me and I don't have the money to ransom or buy Doctor Who! :-)
Victorian London:
Missy swayed on the spot for a few seconds, getting her bearings. "Hmmm... London" she said after a couple of minutes. As she walked along the backstreets a hooded figure followed her, staying in the shadows. As he rounded the corner the silver glint of a knife showed in the moonlight. As Missy entered a courtyard the figure rushed forward grabbing her and cutting her arm. Missy screamed out but no one heard her. The figure caught her leg, cutting it just as Missy hit a well-aimed punch. The figure groaned from the vicious attack and brought the knife across Missy's side. She yelled out in pain just as a groaning wheezing noise sounded through the courtyard. The figure shoved Missy to the ground, kicked her and ran away as the blue police box materialised. Missy let out an anguished groan and slipped into unconsciousness.
In the TARDIS:
The Doctor put in the coordinates for Gallifrey hoping the Master wasn't lying. A groaning, wheezing sound informed the Doctor they had landed. He rushed to the doors and threw them open seeing nothing but a dark area where Gallifrey should have shine brightly. He turned back, disappointed. Of course the Master wasn't telling the truth. All of a sudden the Doctor was thrown to the floor as the TARDIS took off again. Not a minute later. Just as the Doctor was trying to stand up, he was thrown to the floor again. He looked up at the TARDIS console. "And what was that for?" He asked, frowning. The TARDIS just hummed in answer. He went to the doors, opened them and surveyed the scene.
Victorian London:
The police box doors opened and a grumpy looking man peered out. He noticed the woman lying on the cobblestones unconscious. He rushed out and crouched beside her. "Oh what are you like" he whispered to himself. He gently lifted Missy up and carried her into the TARDIS. As he was making his way to the infirmary Missy regained consciousness. "Doctor?" She mumbled. The Doctor looked down and hummed. He didn't say anything as he placed her on one of the TARDIS beds. He grabbed bandages and painkillers and sat on the bed with Missy. "This is going to hurt a bit but if we don't stop the bleeding, you'll die and have to regenerate again!" The Doctor said, laughing slightly at the end. Missy nodded slightly, grimacing as the Doctor lifted her injured arm. He applied the bandage as gently as he could making it tight enough to stem the bleeding. He repeated the procedure with her injured leg, trying not to hurt her. "I need to wrap your other wound and it's going hurt quite a bit so I'm sorry" the Doctor apologised. "My my, and apology dear?" Missy taunted him, weakly. The Doctor huffed as a response. He helped Missy to sit up and wrapped the bandage tightly around her middle however after a couple of minutes blood started to seep through the bandage. The Doctor calmly grabbed another bandage wrapping it around her middle, over the old bandage, hoping it would stop bleeding. A few minutes later the TARDIS landed at the sisters of the infinite schism hospital as gently as she could with the Doctor piloting her. The Doctor gently lifted Missy off the bed and to the console room. "You know...I could walk!" Missy told him matter of factly, elbowing him in the ribs. "Fine" the Doctor replied, placing Missy on her feet. "Thank you" she replied. She walked a step but then stumbled as pain over took her. The Doctor caught her wrapping an arm around her waist as gently as possible and holding her uninjured arm to support her. Missy nodded slightly in appreciation and carried on as if nothing had happened. They made it to the hospital bed that had already been prepared as a nurse came in. Missy retold the story of what had happened up until she blacked out with the Doctor grimacing and filling in any details that had not been mentioned. The injuries were stitched up and Missy told to completely rest for a month to allow her wounds to heal sufficiently. As the Doctor and Missy made their way back to the TARDIS Missy turned to the Doctor. "Why are you helping me?" She asked quietly. The Doctor pretended he didn't hear her. Missy elbowed his ribs and hug huffed. "I know you heard me so answer my question!" Missy said indignantly. "Because..." The Doctor started as he turned to Missy. "Because I care for you" he answered honestly. Missy smiled slightly, hoping the Doctor hadn't noticed however he had seen the small grin that appeared and the permanent frown on his face lifted for a few seconds.
The Doctor and Missy eventually made it back to the TARDIS after getting lost in the hospital several times. The blue box appeared round a corner that they had passed several times before. "Oh thank goodness!" Missy said pleased but a bit menacingly at the same time. The Doctor turned to her incredulously. "It was you who said you knew where you were going! You got us lost!" The Doctor answered back, his Scottish accent showing. "Me dear? It's your TARDIS!" Missy retorted, and forgetting about her injuries, that at that moment were just a dull ache, pulled away from the Doctor and towards the TARDIS. The Doctor stood there dumbfounded. The pain in Missy's abdomen made itself known again just as she made it a few steps to the TARDIS door. She fell against the door and groaned. The Doctor walked casually to the TARDIS and swept Missy up, lifting her bridal style, trying to avoid her injuries. "Serves you right for blaming me and then trying to walk by yourself" the Doctor mocked. Missy huffed and mumbled "It was your fault!" while wrapping her arms around the Doctors neck. The Doctor carried Missy through the console room and towards the TARDIS bedrooms. "There should be a room already for you" the Doctor said, not to anyone particular. Missy nodded an answer. The Doctor rounded a corner and the TARDIS groaned and wheezed. "What old girl?" He asked, looking up at the ceiling. "I'm not an 'old girl' thanks Hun!" Missy said light heartedly, gently slapping the Doctor on the shoulder but immediately regretting it a sharp pain courses through her injured arm. The Doctor looked down at Missy and laughed slightly. "Well that was your fault, wasn't it!" He replied jokily. Missy stuck her tongue out at him and then fell silent. After another five minutes of walking, or in Missy's case, being carried through a seemingly endless corridor Missy sighed. "Are we there yet?" She asked in a childish voice. The Doctor looked down, slightly annoyed at having to carry Missy so far when the room was meant to be close to the console room. He looked up at the TARDIS who wheezed again. The Doctor groaned. "Nearly there" he answered, gritting his teeth. Missy nodded her head and hummed. After a couple of minutes the Doctor was annoyed. "Stop that!" He snapped. Missy looked up at him. "Stop what dear?" She answered in a sickly sweet voice and then continued humming. The Doctor groaned. "That!" He said irritated. "Is it annoying you Hun?" Missy replied. "Yes" the Doctor snapped. Missy rolled her eyes and stopped humming. After another minute the Doctor sighed. "This. Is ridiculous!" He fumed. He turned to the next door and opened it. "Oh for goodness sake!" He cried. He looked up at the TARDIS and ranted. "This is only 2 minutes away from the console room yet you make me walk for AGES!" He nearly shouted at his beloved machine. The TARDIS whirred in response. "This will have to do, I don't want you staying here but it looks like the only room the TARDIS will let us in!" The Doctor told Missy, decisively. "Fine dear" Missy informed the Doctor. "Put me down then or do you want to carry me for the rest of the day?" She taunted. The Doctor placed her gently on the floor and walked towards the sofa in the middle of the room. "Lovely place dear, why don't you want me staying in here?" She asked innocently. The Doctor turned and looked at Missy. "You know why!" He snapped. "No really I don't. Enlighten me!" She asked, smirking. The Doctor huffed. through gritted teeth he looked up and said, "This is my bedroom!". "Oh, is it!" Missy laughed maniacally, hobbling, as best as she could without hurting her side, over to the bed. "So, I guess this is where I'm sleeping." Missy decided. "No!" The Doctor stood up suddenly. Missy pretended to wipe away a stray tear. "But hun I'm injured and my side hurts terribly." She whined. The Doctor gritted his teeth again, wondering when he would eventually end up breaking his teeth because of Missy. "Fine, you can stay there, ONLY until you get better!" he said after a minute of thinking about how he could get his bed back. It would only be for a month at the most. "I'll, err, let you get settled then" The Doctor said awkwardly, now feeling out of place in his bedroom. "Where are you going dear?" Missy called after the Doctor. "To find somewhere to sleep, if that's alright with you!" the Doctor retorted. "Not really hun, but I don't really get a say!" Missy taunted, smirking. "Correct, you don't" The Doctor stormed off, not knowing where he was going but hoping he would decide soon.