Episode 2: Mind Over Matter
Angie entered the TARDIS with the Doctor. He walked straight to what seemed to be the control panel in the center of the large room that Angie was standing in. She looked around in amazement. Even though she knew it was bigger on the inside, actually experiencing it in reality had it's own awe in it's self. The room had a soft amber glow that felt warm and inviting. There was a book shelf off to one side with volumes of different books from through out history. There was a chair next to it with a book that laid on the seat. There were throw rugs spread throughout the control room, candles in varies locations. It felt warm and cozy. Massive columns surrounded the control panel. She saw a doorway at the back of the room that seemed to lead to the rest of the TARDIS. She glanced over to the Doctor, who began to turn knobs and flip switches. This concerned her a bit.
"Doctor, is that a good idea, with you having amnesia?"
"Well, there is only one way of finding out. Besides, there is no harm in going back a couple of days," he said as he pushed a button, glancing over to her with a playful smile on his face. She smiled a little at his way of thinking. He did look at home inside the TARDIS, he belonged here.
The ship began to make the 'whooshing' sound as it dematerialized and then rematerialized a few moments later.
"There, that should do it." The Doctor walked from the control panel to the doors, Angie not far behind him. He opened the doors to the TARDIS. "See, we are still in the woods, only two days into the past."
They both stepped out of the TARDIS, the Doctor seemed pleased with himself at flying the TARDIS. Angie looked about, a strange feeling washed over her. The air smelled different, if that was even possible, perhaps even cleaner. The sound of horses near by alerted both her and the Doctor.
"Doctor", Angie called out to him in a worried voice.
"Maybe I miss judge a little on how far we went back." He breathed in deep, looked back to Angie. "It's before the automobile was invent. There is no smell of car fumes in the air, no pollution."
"Doctor, how much is a little?" Angie asked with seriousness in her voice.
"It's amazing in how little time after the invention of the car changed the air." The Doctor was still rambling on about vehicles.
"Doctor?"
"Yes, yes, right. I say 200 years." The Doctor said matter-of-factly.
"200 years in to the past? That is more then 'a little', Doctor. Though this is really awesome in the same time." Angie walked around, looking about with wonderment in her eyes.
"You aren't at the least upset?" The Doctor wondered with curiosity.
"Nope, how can it be an adventure without a few hiccups along the way."
"I agree." He said then turned towards the TARDIS. "I will be right back."
The Doctor stepped back into the TARDIS, after a few moments emerged back to rejoin Angie. He had a bright expression on his face. He walked over to where Angie was standing and grabbed her hand gently and with his other hand placed a small object in her palm. She looked down in her hand to find a shiny key.
"I found a pair in the console, one for you, and one for me." The Doctor sounded pleased.
The TARDIS most have made them. The Doctor started to walk on. She glanced at the TARDIS with a smile. "Thank you," she whispered to the ship and quickly spun around to catch up with the wondering Doctor.
They soon reached a dirt road and decided to follow it.
"Are we still in the same area, but just 200 years in the past?" Angie asked to break the silence.
"I believe so," said the Doctor. The sun was above them, a bit warm for the time of the year. The rays of the sun was gleaming off of his green velvet coat, his brown wavy hair shining in the light. She could not help herself from starring mindlessly as he walked the dirt road. He strolled along, care free and unfazed by his amnesia. She found herself admiring his way of taking on whatever life throw at him. He looked over his shoulder and motioned with his head for her to come over to his side. She gladly did and without thought, she grabbed his hand. She felt safe with him.
The sound of horse hooves could be heard from the distance. Angie became a bit nervous and squeezed the Doctor's hand a bit. She shot him a worried look. But he kept looking forward, then he stopped dead in his tracks. Angie looked to see what the Doctor was looking at. In the distance she could make out a figure on horse back. The rider was coming straight for them. She soon was able to make out his period cloths and trimmed hair. He looked like he was military, though he looked fairly young. She had a bad feeling about this.
"Stay close to me", the Doctor said softly into her ear. Angie nodded her head. There was no way she was going to be leaving his side. No matter how scared she was.
The rider was five feet from them when he brought the horse to a stop. The horse whined at the sudden pull on the reins. The man gave them a hard stare before saying a word.
"Who are you? And why are you on foot?" The man demanded. The horse seemed on edge, tapping his hooves into the dirt.
"I am the Doctor and she is my companion, Angie. We were just having a afternoon stroll." The Doctor answered the man. Anger appeared on the man's face.
"British scum walking with a savage," the man said with disgust in his voice.
Angie's fear turned to anger towards the man's remark. "I am no savage, just because my skin is a bit darker then yours." She said to the rude man on the horse.
"Hold your tongue, woman!" The man raised his voice at her. She was about to say something right back to the rude man, but the Doctor quickly put his finger against her mouth. If it wasn't for the circumstances, she would have found it amusing. Unfortunately this was a situation that she will have to bite her tongue.
"Sorry about the rudeness of my companion. We are a bit lost and..."
"You are both coming with me." The man took out a pistol and aimed it at them. The Doctor and Angie both raised their arms in the air as the man slid off his horse. The man bought out rope from his saddle bag and told them to hold out their hands in front of them. Next thing Angie knew they were being lead by the man on horse back, tied to the horse.
"Doctor, I am a bit scared right now," Angie told him as they were almost being dragged by the horse.
"Angie, I understand you are afraid, but I will do everything in my abilities to protect you." He said with seriousness in his voice. She needed to hear that.
"I know." She gave him a slight smile.
After sometime of walking in the bright afternoon sun, Angie was feeling fatigued. All she could think about was how dry her throat was, and wearing converse shoes was starting to be a bad idea. Her feet throbbed with pain, but she kept walking in silence. She always was a strong person, and always tried to never give up. She didn't complain, didn't want to worry the Doctor. Suddenly the horse stopped, and relief spread through her mind and her feet. She looked up and didn't notice the two other men on horse back approaching them.
"Billy, Eric. What brings you both out here?" The man called out. They stopped before him, but said nothing to him.
"Is something wrong? Billy?" Concern was heard in the man's voice. Angie looked at the Doctor, who still was very quiet, then back at the men. Something didn't feel right to her. The two men pulled their pistols on the young man.
"Eric? Billy, what is the meaning of this?" The man sounded worried, his horse responded to him and became restless, shifting about.
"You are all coming with us now." One of the men said as he motioned with his gun for the young man to get off his horse. The man reluctantly obeyed.
"Doctor?" She whispered his name, hoping he may have a answer as to what was happening.
"I am confused as much as you are." He answered in a low voice. Soon the young man was tied up with them as their new capturers lead the way.
They finally reached a settlement as the sun was setting. No one spoke a single word the whole way. Angie was too scared to ask anything, and the Doctor seemed to be trying to figure things out in his head the entire time. They were lead into a small building. Inside were a few oil lamps lite to give a soft light. No one else was inside. Angie also noticed that she didn't see one person outside either. They were pushed roughly into a prison cell. One of the men gave them a blank stare. She gasped when she realized his eyes were black. Black soulless eyes that sent shivers down her spine. He locked the bar door and without a single word, walked away. Now that they were alone, Angie told the Doctor what she noticed about not seeing single person outside in the settlement, and their black eyes.
"Yes, yes, I noticed this myself. Very strange." The Doctor said while pacing back and forth in the cell, like a caged tiger. Angie could see in his face, he dreaded being locked up. Then the Doctor stopped and turned to the young man. He was quiet the whole time, confused about the situation. The Doctor walked up to the man and knelt down to look him in the eye.
"Are you okay?" He asked the man, he sounded truly concern for the lad. The man slowly looked up and numbly starred at the Doctor. "I don't know. My friends are acting strange. Their eyes looked soulless. Oh God." His voice shaky. The Doctor put his hand on the man's shoulder.
"What is your name?" He asked.
"James, sir."
"James, I will do everything I can to figure out what is going on around here."
"But, how? We are locked up."
The Doctor thought about it for a moment.
"Good point," he replied softy.
Then Angie remembered about his sonic screwdriver. She asked if he had it.
"I completely forgot that I had it." The Doctor pulled it out of his pocket and gave her a look of 'what-do-I-do-with-this' expression.
"You can open locks with that for starters." She told him.
The Doctor walked over to the door and pointed the screwdriver to the lock and activated it. It buzzed to life, but nothing happened. The Doctor had a frustrated look on his face. He looked up at her. "It seems I don't know how to use it properly," he stated as he looked back at the sonic screwdriver in his hand. Angie walked over to his side to try and encourage him.
"I know you can do it, you're the Doctor. You always find a way," she smiled and rubbed his back with her hand. Wow, that coat felt so soft. "Maybe you are thinking too hard about it."
"Yes, good idea, Angie." He pointed the sonic screwdriver at the lock again, but turned away so he was not facing the door.
"Ask me something, Angie. Anything." She took a moment to think about what to ask."
"Oh, last night, you said you knew me. Is that true?" She asked him. He activated the device again.
"Excellent question. Well, I think I know you. Even though I have amnesia, your face was fresh in my mind." The Doctor continued to wave the buzzing sonic screwdriver behind him as he explained. The sound of metal parts moving from within the lock could be heard. "The moment I woke in the woods, your face was the first thing that popped in my head. Strange though, cause you didn't know me till last night. I know that I had met you before last night and I feel there is more to the memory of you, but I can't get to it. Very frustrating." Then there was a loud click.
"Doctor, you did it!"
"I did!" The Doctor looked pleased with himself and with excitement hugged Angie. She closed her eyes to enjoy the brief happy moment, and his arms wrapped around her.
"Who are you people?" James was standing in the back, eyes wide from what he just witnessed.
"I told you, I am the Doctor." He then spun on his heel to face Angie. "And I am going to find out exactly what is going on around here. I understand if you are scared..." Angie did not let the Doctor finish his sentence. "I am coming with you. I can't have a man with amnesia running off on his own," she said with fire burning in her eyes.
"I am come along to. I want to know what happened to my friends," James stated as he stood up and squared his shoulders. The Doctor smiled at them both and spun his sonic screwdriver in the air to have it land perfectly in his hand.
"Looks like I have a little gang."
It was night time as the Doctor and the others emerged from the building they were held captive in. Angie followed the Doctor closely, she didn't want him out of her sight. Mostly because she was afraid of losing him and becoming stuck in a different time period. Though she knew the Doctor would never desert her, he was not the abandoning typing. He would never walk away, even with his memory lose, he still had his deep set of morals. James kept asking as to where they came from. He comment about Angie's strange cloths and about the strange device the Doctor used to open the lock. The Doctor would ignore his questions, instead would talk about something off topic. Angie did not care what he talked about, she enjoyed the sound of his voice.
After a little while of sneaking around the settlement, James pointed out something. Something he said was not there before. Angie looked and saw a large hole in the ground, big enough to drive a car in. The Doctor went over to investigate, telling the others to stay where they were. He sat on his heels and touched the soil with his hands. He grabbed a handful of soil, smelled it. Then he tasted it, only to spit out bites of the sand out of his mouth repeatedly with distaste on his face. Angie couldn't help herself giggle a little. The Doctor returned with a puzzled look on his face.
Angie was curious if he found anything. "What is it, Doctor?" She asked him.
"Very interesting. It seems someone made that, but from within," he began to explain what he discovered.
"How can you tell? There are so many foot prints coming from and to the tunnel." James commented to the Doctor.
"Very good observation, James. I know this by the large amount of soil the was pushed out and around the tunnel." The Doctor pointed out to James, he then turned to Angie with an excited expression. "Shall we go down and investigate?" He asked Angie. She smiled in return.
After they required a oil lamp, they slowly began their decent into the dark tunnel. The deeper they went, the colder it got. Angie held her arms to her chest trying to keep herself from shivering from the cold temperature. The Doctor handed the oil lamp over to James and took off his velvet green coat. He went over to Angie and lightly draped his coat around her shoulders. "Thank you." She whispered to him, he smiled in return. Her heart skipped a beat every time he smiled at her, he had that affect on her. James called for the Doctor, he pointed out a faint light coming from up ahead. The Doctor took the oil lamp from James and pressed forward. Angie follow, along with James. They soon came to what looked like a metal door that was half way opened. The Doctor raised the oil lamp for a better look as he placed his hand on it.
"This is not from this world." He stated as he examined the door.
"What could it be, Doctor?" Angie asked.
"Could be a spaceship or an escape pod." He answered her while he walked in slowly. Can't leave him going off on his own. Have to stay close to him. She followed him inside along with James, who seemed more in shock of his surroundings then she was. The interior of the vessel was lite with blue pale lighting, which made it feel colder and ominous. There were random cables hanging from the ceiling, debris scattered all over the floor. The lights would flicker once every few minutes, each time would send another shiver rippling through her body. The air was dry and hard to breath without almost choking on it. The Doctor commented that there was a slow leak in the craft, emitting fumes. There was what looked like to Angie, medical equipment. The Doctor went over to look at a chair with straps. Angie had a bad feeling about this. Nothing ever good comes out of a chair with straps. She noticed a strange device next to the chair, and so did the Doctor.
"What a wonderful piece of technology," he stated. Angie was about to speak when James yelp forced her to turn around in time to find black eyes looking into her brown scared eyes. She noticed James was caught by another person with black eyes.
The Doctor turned to the sound of James shouting. He found Angie and James captured by the strange men with the black eyes, void of emotion. He took a step forward, worry was shown on his face as he looked over at Angie's frighten face.
"Stay where you are." The man holding Angie spoke with a mono-tune voice. The Doctor noticed the man's hand was wrapped around her throat flexed a bit, making her gasp for air. The Doctor put his hands up in the air.
"Wise choice."
Another door opened at the far end of the room and two more entered. "Prepare that one for conversion." One of them walked over to the Doctor and took him to the chair. They began to strap him down.
"I don't think that is going to work," explained the Doctor, he looked serious and struggled against the restraints. One of them attached a metal head gear to the Doctor's head and began pushes buttons on the machine. The Doctor could hear the machine hum to life. He could barely move his head with the head brace on, but from the corner of his eye he saw one of them wheeling in a humanoid being. The being was old and hanging on to what little bit of life it had. They attached a head brace to the dying being and started the 'conversion'. The Doctor could feel the energy surging through his body. It was as if something or someone was trying to force it's self inside his head. He closed his eyes as he screamed from the waves of pain pulsating through his head. Then he felt another intelligent mind trying to enter his. Even with memory lose he knew that he was something more. He fought the conversion, putting up mental blocks. He clenched his teeth, his hands into fists as he pushed back the entity. One of the men ran over to the device to quickly shut it off.
"What are you?" He asked the Doctor. "We have mastered the human biology, but you are not human."
The Doctor opened his eyes, he first looked over to Angie, she was struggling to free herself. Tears streamed down her face. He then looked over to the man that questioned him, his eyes burned with blue fire. He answered without a thought.
"I am a time-lord from the planet Gallifrey and I have lived for many centuries. I am known by my enemies as the Oncoming Storm. Don't become my enemy." His voice was stern as he stared the men down. Suddenly his vision began to blur then everything went black.
'Who am I?'
'You're the Doctor.'
The Doctor turned to find Angie standing behind him, darkness surrounded them. 'Where am I?' He asked her.
'You blacked out, this is your mind coping with the regain of your memories for a brief moment.' She answered. 'Amnesia is a bit tricky for your people. With hundreds of years of memories, knowledge, experiences. Regaining it all at once caused you to black out.'
'I want to know who I am.'
'You will. Give it time, Doctor.' Angie said as she faded into the darkness.
'It's time to wake up.' He heard her say.
The Doctor slowly opened his eyes and saw James sitting on the ground next to him. His head was pounding like a hammer to a wall. He focused his attention to his surroundings. There was only one man standing watch over them. He tried to move his hands, but his hands were tied behind him as well as his feet.
"Don't worry, I keep a knife in my boot, I can cut you free," whispered James as he started to shift his body towards the Doctor. After a few moments they for free from their bonds.
"Where is Angie?" The Doctor asked.
James told him to look over at the chair. He had to lean over a bit to see the chair with Angie passed out in the chair, still wearing his velvet coat.
"The others left the room shortly after they finished. They said something about you being a big asset to their race, or something along those lines." James explained as the Doctor looked around the room then back to their guard.
"Well, we can't have that. We better escape then," he said as he picked up some debris and tossed it by the man. As soon as the man knelt down, James pounced on him. The Doctor hurried to Angie's side and removed the straps.
"Leave her, she is one of them now," James cried out as he knocked out the man.
"I am not leaving her behind," the Doctor said sternly to James. He took her limp body into his arms and headed for the open door with James close behind him. She was light in his arms, he held her tightly to him as they made their escape through the tunnel.
It was still night as they finally emerged from the tunnel. James told the Doctor to follow him to his cabin just outside the settlement. His home was small, made for one person to live in, it was surrounded by the woods. Anyone would get lost trying to find this place, but the young man knew his way around in the woods. James opened the door for the Doctor. He gently laid Angie on a small bed as James lit a oil lamp for the Doctor.
"I better stay out front and keep watch." James said as he grabbed a rifle in the corner.
The Doctor leaned over her body, brushing her hair from her face. Her eyes began to flutter, revealing onyx orbs. Her eyes turned to peer at him. She sat up in the bed and cringed in pain, holding her head in her hands. The Doctor could only watch as she was fighting the entity trying to take over her mind.
"Stop it!" She screamed, but it was not her that spoke, but the entity. The entity turned to glare at the Doctor. "Why won't she let go?"
"Because she is strong, and will not give up." He said plainly to the entity. "Who are you?"
She strained for a bit, then straighten herself. The Doctor assumed it was a she. "We are the Volgon. We survive by living in another being's mind. We remove all emotions in order to survive."
"What is your name?" The Doctor asked the entity.
"Ardwinn," the entity replied through clenched teeth. Then she bent over again. Struggling over Angie's mind. "She is fighting me, she is calling out to you," she said glancing at him, "Doctor, Doctor. She keeps calling out to you. Wait there is more." She turned to him and looked deeply into his eyes. She smiled, then she began to cry, several seconds later switched to laughter. The Doctor realized she was experiencing all of Angie's emotional experiences at once.
"What is happening to me?" Ardwinn demanded.
"You are feeling everything she has ever felt. She most have figured what you were up to and is now feeding her memories, good or bad for you to feel. Clever girl." The Doctor smiled. The entity paused when he smiled and returned the smile. "I can't describe this sudden feeling. When I saw you smile, it was, it was. What is that word? I can't put my finger on it. I see now, there is something about you that has an effect on her, and I am feeling that right now. She is trying very hard to hide it now. Whatever it is, she doesn't want you to know about it. I can see the things she thought about, fantasied about."
"Ah, well, I'm sure it's..." She pressed her lips firmly to his before he could finish and began to kiss him. It was hurried and intense. The intimate contact surprised the Doctor, though it was better then getting attacked. Suddenly there was a flash of memories that resurfaced of Angie leaning in on the Doctor, who gently placed her lips sweetly onto his, different from this kiss. This kiss was not her kissing, it was the entity living out Angie's fantasies. Oh, she fancies him, interesting the Doctor thought to himself. He grabbed the woman by the shoulders and held her back trying to catch his breath to speak. She wiped her lips and her black eyes revealed something the others hadn't, life. She was experiencing the host's emotions, what is was like to be human.
The Ardwinn was breathing heavily as she spoke. "I have never done that before. Humans are strange but fascinating creatures."
"Yes, they are," the Doctor agreed. The entity steadily got off the bed but almost lost her balance. The Doctor reached out and caught Ardwinn before she fell over.
"I can do it myself," She said with frustration in her voice. The Doctor only smiled, she has Angie's pride and headstrong attitude that he enjoyed. She pushed herself off of him and straighten up slowly, still getting used to being in a new body. The Doctor frowned, he wanted his friend back.
"We have a matter to discuss about you occupying my friend's mind and body." He said as he turned and walked to the window to check on James.
James was standing outside at attention, ready for anything to come out of the darkness. The Doctor placed his arms behind his back and spun on his heel. He looked at the entity with a raised eyebrow, waiting for her response.
"If I leave her body, I will die," Ardwinn replied, still wobbly on her new legs.
"And if you stay in her body, she will not be in control of her own body."
"You know my people will come looking for me, and they will find me."
The Doctor simply nodded with understanding.
"You would kill another life form in order to save a lower life form," she simply stated to the Doctor.
"No. no, I don't believe I am like that. You and your people are only trying to survive. But, so is my friend and everyone else on this planet. The human race is so young as a species."
The entity took a moment to consider what the Doctor was telling her.
"I have seen from her memories the Earth's history. How they kill one another, wars, poverty. They have wiped out other species."
The Doctor looked at her with sad eyes. "Was that all you saw?"
"I saw how she is sad of the many things that are happening in this world, but she is telling me the wonderful things man has created, such as music, art, stories. Are you trying to stall me, Doctor?" She questioned his motives.
He frowned at her comment.
"I was hoping we could talk, reasonably. For the sake of both races to come to an understanding," he said calmly, "I would like my friend back, and for your race to live. My question for you, how did you end up on Earth?"
She carefully walked over to a simple wooden chair and lowered herself slowly on it. She looked up at the Doctor, he stood before her with curious eyes.
"Our home world was dying, so we escaped to find a new planet. But something happened to our ship when we drifted into your solar system. There was a disruption with our navigation system, throwing us off course. We crash landed here. Now we are marooned on this planet, making do with it's dominate species. We were looking for a race that was primative, but we had no choice." Sadness swept over her face. The Doctor pondered for a moment.
"So, if I can fix your ship and have your people back on course, would you and your people leave the humans' bodies?"
"We can survive in stasis for a long period, but we will need one in a body to maintain the ship's course." She slowly stood up and walked over to the Doctor. "Also, we have to consider that you have amnesia."
"I may not know who or what I am, but I am still clever," he grinned with confidence.
"Then we are in agreement then. Fix our vessel, and you will have your companion back as well as everyone else, but save one, just one."
The Doctor crossed his arms over his chest and thought about it. He didn't like the idea even for one person against their will to be a host to a species that need a body to live. Though if he did agree and fix their ship, it would save the human race from becoming hosts all together.
He held out his hand to Ardwinn, she glanced down at his out stretched hand in confusion.
"Humans shake hands to seal the deal," the Doctor stated.
Ardwinn took his hand into hers and he moved hers in an up and down motion.
"Very odd custom." She said as she smiled at the Doctor.
It took some convincing to have James come to terms with the situation, as well as the rest of Ardwinn's people. They let the Doctor walk about as he examined the spacecraft's controls to pin point the problem that caused it to crash. To the Doctor's surprise, James and Ardwinn were making small talk while he was working. Ardwinn was slowly adjusting to having emotions for the first time in her life, and found herself laughing and giggling, making her people uneasy. They were not used to laughing and such.
The Doctor soon came across the ship's data matrix, keeping log of everything up to the crash. The Doctor pulled out his sonic screwdriver, took a deep breath. "Hope this works," he mumbled under his breath. He pointed the screwdriver at the base of the data matrix, the device began to flicker to life. He closed his eyes as to try not to think about it too much and allow the screwdriver do it's thing. The data matrix hummed to life. The Doctor opened his eyes and saw that it was working again. He grinned at his success, but frowned when he wished Angie was here to see that he did it on his own. He imaged her standing behind him, giving him a pat on the back, flashing a big smile. He that leaned over to the display monitor and quickly went to work.
It had been two days since the Doctor started working on fixing their spacecraft. He worked feverishly, with no breaks or sleep. He didn't really need sleep. He was fine without sleep he came to realize. James and Ardwinn would periodically check on him and his progress. He didn't pay much attention to them, he had a set goal to accomplish.
"Doctor?" James called out as he and Ardwinn entered the control room of the ship. The Doctor was underneath the control panel, his legs sticking out as he was fixing the components.
"Doctor, we have something to discuss." James said as the Doctor carried on with his work.
"What is that?" The Doctor finally replied back from beneath the panels.
"Ardwinn and I have been talking about them needing one body to occupy to navigate their ship." James paused waiting for the Doctor's response to know if his was actually listening.
"Yes, what about it?"
"I told Ardwinn that I will volunteer." He said quickly. The Doctor stopped what he was doing. "Ouch!"
"Are you alright, Doctor?" James sounded concern for amount.
The Doctor emerged from under the control panel, rubbing his forehead.
"I will be fine. Now, are you sure you want to do this?" He asked as he looked into James eyes, searching for his reason for his desicion.
"Yes, I do. Ardwinn will be the one to enter my mind. She has learned that she can share a body with the host." He then looked over to Ardwinn. Ardwinn closed her eyes for a moment then opened them to reveal brown eyes, eyes happy to see the Doctor. She ran up to the Doctor and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Doctor, I am so happy to see you again." Angie's voice confirmed to the Doctor that it was her. He embraced her back, elated to have her back.
"When did Ardwinn discover that she can do that?" The Doctor asked over her shoulder as Angie stepped back. She glanced down at the ground as she swopped her hair behind her ears as a embarrassed reaction to her excitement upon seeing the Doctor again.
James stepped forward. "We discovered this yesterday, but we didn't want to disturb you while you worked." He said as Ardwinn was back in control of Angie's body.
"I am going to release Angie today and enter James mind. Also, my people agreed to release everyone else today and enter stasis for the trip."
"That is wonderful," The Doctor chimed as he smacked a button on the control panel and the spaceship emitted a rumbling sound as the control panel lite up like a christmas tree, blinking to life. The Doctor smiled at himself with gratification of his hard work and tickering.
Angie and the Doctor watched as the spaceship freed it's self from the Earth, raising slowly. It gave off a light humming sound as it hung in the air for a moment. Angie was purely amazed how something so big can hang in the sky as if it was made out paper. She smiled as she watched the silver disk like spaceship's center began to spin faster, emanating a blue light. She felt a light electrical discharge in the air, making her hair on her arms stand up, leaving a tingling feeling through out her body. She glanced over to the Doctor, who was mesmerized by the spaceship. He looked happy and at peace that everything turned out fine. Though, he still had not recovered his memories yet. Angie looked down at his hand and slipped hers into his. He glanced down for a second then up at her, he smiled at her. They both looked back at the spaceship and waved bye as it quickly disappeared into the sky.
"Let's head back to the TARDIS," the Doctor told Angie as he lead her by hand towards the dirt road. She was relieved to be heading back to the TARDIS.
"What about all the people that had been...you know?"
"They are asleep at the moment, and when they wake up, they will remember none of it." He told Angie simply. Another question popped in her mind that had been tugging at the back of her brain since they tried to do the 'conversion' on the Doctor.
"Doctor?"
"Hmm?"
"Do you remember what you said to the Volgon when they attempted to do the conversion on you?" She asked, glancing up at him. She tried to examine his facial expression, but he revealed nothing.
"I don't remember saying anything to them, I just remember the pain of trying to keep them out of my head," he replied with a soft tune, unsure what entirely happened.
"Did you gain any memories from this adventure?"
The Doctor glanced upwards to the sky then back at her with a sweet smile on his face. His eyes sparkled as he recalled the memory.
"There was one, it was when I first met you."
Angie could feel the blood reaching her cheeks as he peered into her eyes with his soft expression. Though she was curious as to what he remembered upon meeting her.
"What was the memory?" She asked him. He stopped walking and turned to face her.
"You saved my life. Then we were running, but you couldn't leave with me. You stood before me, smiling. You told me to remember you, that I would be meeting you soon and you..." The Doctor stopped and had the most sheepish look a time-lord could muster. Angie placed her hands to her side, becoming a bit frustrated. She never enjoyed it when someone tells her something she was interested in but then stop half way.
"Doctor?" She said firmly as he ran his hand through his wavy hair. He shifted his weight from one leg to the other. Then to her surprise he asked her if she wanted him to demonstrate or say it. She blinked at him, lost for words. She didn't know what to answer him. This time he had a playful expression. Clever time-lord turned the tables on her, but two can play this game. She gave him a sly smile that made the Doctor nervous.
"Demonstrate."
She saw his pale cheeks slightly turn red, but he took a deep breath and came up to her. His body only inches from her. Her heart began to race, her stomach flustered with a million butterflies. He slowly leaned into her. She closed her eyes automatically, though she could still feel him coming closer to her. She could feel his soft breath on her face. She realized his face was hovering close to hers. Her lips parted on their own, without her thinking about it. Then she felt something soft and warm pressed softly against her lips. His nose lightly touched her nose as they both breathed in. He moved his lips slowly against hers, sending hot waves to ripple through her body. She found herself moving her lips in response. She just stood there with her arms pinned to her side, unsure what to do with them. The Doctor slipped his one arm around her tiny waist and had his hand settle at the small of her back. He lifted his head, breaking the contact. Angie still kept her eyes closed, trying to hold on to the sensation of his soft full lips on hers. Her legs became wobbly from the experience, but the Doctor had his arm still around her, keeping her steady. She slowly opened her eyes to find him smiling sweetly.
"Wow, I am a good kisser." She joked as she straightened herself out. The Doctor laughed heartedly at her comment.