Chapter 2- Something Stupid

Bayley had just met the Doctor, a time traveling alien in a strange blue box. Now she was flying through time and space to December Seventh, 1941…otherwise known as the Japanese bombing of Pearl Harbor.

"I don't understand why you'd want to visit such an awful day..." The Doctor hummed as the TARDIS landed.

"Curiosity, I guess, Doctor. Now, what time is it?" Bayley asked.

"5:46 am,"

"Good!"

"Bayley, listen to me, if you're thinking of preventing Pearl Harbor from happening, then that's a very bad idea."

Bayley froze. "Why would I want to do that, Doctor?" She lied.

"Well, you'd just seem the type."

"Don't be stupid!"

The Doctor stared at her for a few more moments before shrugging. "Fine, then,"

"Great!" She grinned. "Now, how are we going to get on the base?" She peeked out the front door, only to see that the base was very heavily guarded. "And how are we not being seen?"

"Cloaking device," The Doctor laughed. "And, for getting onto the base…well, I'll dress up as a British Navy officer trying to convince the Americans to join the war, and you can be my assistant!"

"Okay!"

"Now, go get changed into something appropriate for the time period."

"Aye aye, captain!" She saluted mockingly. "But...where?"

"Oh! Your room for the time being will be down the corridor, seventh door on your right. Go to the closet, say what you basically want, and it'll help you!"

"Oh, okay? Be right back, Doctor!" She dashed off.

The Doctor watched her leave. What an odd girl. He thought. She could be a good companion, though... I have needed a new one… The Doctor went into one of the many closets occupying the TARDIS and put on a British Navy officer's uniform.

When he emerged, he returned to the TARDIS's controls. The brunette, once hoped ginger, leaned against them and waited for Bayley.

She's an awful liar. He thought, chuckling to himself. I'll just need to keep a close eye on her to make sure she can't do anything stupid...

"Doctor," Bayley's voice came. The Doctor couldn't help but chuckle at accent she held. It was so Southern, but obviously toned down from living in other parts of the United States of America, as it seemed.

The Doctor was snapped out of his thoughts. "Yes, Bayleaf," He questioned.

"I honestly don't feel comfortable in this outfit..." Her nervous response came.

The Doctor laughed. "Come on then, let me see! I'm sure you look fine!"

Bayley slowly rounded the corner, a deep blush gracing her features. She was wearing a knee-length white skirt with a tight white jacket with four black buttons, black cuffs, and a black collar. Very forties… The Doctor noted.

To top it off, her hair was in a neat, high bun and she had sleek black shoes covering her small feet.

"See? It's weird, Doctor...!" She wiggled. "I'll just go put something else on-"

"No," The Doctor interrupted her. "You look fine," He smiled. "But, how do I look?" He smirked.

Bayley smiled. "Thanks... And you look very... Sharp," She pursed her lips, putting on a fake British accent.

The Doctor laughed. "Of course I do! Now, let's go, shall we?" He walked over to the TARDIS door and held out his elbow.

Bayley smirked mischievously. "We shall," She hooked her elbow with his.

The Doctor grinned. "All right then!"

"Identification please,"

"Of course, one moment, kind sir," Bayley stared in horror at the Doctor as he pulled out on ID-sized piece of paper. "See? All in order," He put it away.

"Alright, have a good time while here, Officer Smith," The guard saluted quickly and waved Bayley and the Doctor through the gate.

Once out of ear shot, Bayley turned to the Doctor. "What the hell was all that about?! You only showed him a little strip of paper and he thought it was an ID!"

"Oh, it's just your typical physic paper, you show it to someone and they see what you want them to see! Real handy little things..." The Doctor nodded.

"Oh, well you just have an answer for everything, now don't you?" Bayley rolled her eyes.

"Sure do!"

Bayley looked at her watch. "Okay, it's 6:00, so should we go see the CO of the base?"

"What for,"

"Well... To, ah, learn about what happened before the attack, duh!" Bayley laughed.

The Doctor continued to stare at Bayley. "Alright, well, I say we go this way."

"'Kay,"

So, Bayley and the Doctor ended up in front of the CO of the base, with the help of the physic paper.

"So, what can I do you two for?" The CO looked at the two.

Bayley looked over at the Doctor who began to chat to the American about the benefits of the Americans joining the Allies. I'll have to lose him somehow… he doesn't want me screwing anything up… Bayley thought hard until a stroke of luck hit the girl.

"Do you happen to have a loo anywhere, sir?" The Doctor asked.

"What the hell is a loo…?"

"A bathroom, sir, he means a restroom." Bayley translated.

"Oh, Mike!" The CO turned to a young looking boy. "Show the Brit to the restroom, would ya?"

"Sir, yes, sir!" The man, Mike, turned to the Doctor and led him out of the room.

Bayley waited anxiously until she could no longer hear the Doctor's constant blabber. "Sir," She finally spoke, staring intensely at the man in front of her.

"What is the problem, ma'am?"

"I have information, very important information about the Japanese." She spoke quickly, feeling as if she didn't have much time at all. "At approximately 7:48 am, today, the Japanese will attack and bomb Pearl Harbor."

The CO looked at her with surprise. "Where on earth did you hear this?" He reached for his phone, punching in numbers quickly.

"Russian intelligence, sir," She stated. "They were meant to tell you, but never did… So, I felt the need to. It is my duty as an American, sir…" She lowered her head slightly.

"Thank you, ma'am…" The CO thanked her gratefully. "How will they be attacking us?" He now had the phone to his ear and began to recite the information he had just received to whomever he had contacted.

"From the air, in Zero's…" She murmured, feeling slightly guilty for some reason.

"Thank you, if you're right, you will have saved hundreds of your fellow Americans." He thanked Bayley once more before giving his attention fully to whomever he was talking on the phone to.

"Well, you all have very nice bathrooms-!" The Doctor walked back in to see the CO talking quickly to someone on the phone and Bayley looking guiltily at the Doctor. "Bayley, what did you say…?" He asked. When she didn't answer, he turned to the base CO. "What the bloody hell did she say?" He demanded, voice rising.

"This young woman just saved hundreds of her fellow Americans." He smiled, and then turned to Bayley. "Ma'am, we did a radar scan of the sky, and Japanese Zero's are coming this way, very quickly. Thank you…" He went back to his phone call.

The Doctor stared at Bayley in shock and disbelief. "We need to talk, Bayley." He stormed outside, obviously irritated.

Bayley stood and slowly followed, feeling awful about deliberately disobeying the man who had been so kind to her and taken back in time to this amazing place. And you've gone and messed it all up… Bayley thought to herself.

Once she was outside with the Doctor he turned to her. "Bayley…" He started. "You have no idea what you've just done…" He didn't sound angry, which just worried Bayley more. He just sounded very disappointed in her. "To think I thought you'd be a good companion…" He mumbled, clearly to himself.

Those words hurt Bayley considerably. She thoroughly enjoyed being around the Doctor, even if she'd just met him. She had been hoping he'd take her on more wild adventures after this one, but she'd gone and messed it all up. No hope of that happening now…

"Come on, then…" The Doctor began walking towards the entrance of the base. "We need to go see if this irreparably messed up time or if it's fixable…"

"Okay, Doctor…" She said glumly, following him.