Rachel glared at Newsboy Cap, refusing to answer first.

"Never mind that," he hurriedly said. "Quick, I need the exact spot someone was standing before they disappeared."

Eyebrows raised, Rachel pointed, "Chair 1."

He grinned. "Fantastic!" He raced over, pulling out some buzzing technology and pointing it at the chair. The metal stick emitted a blue light, as if it was analyzing the chair.

"What is that?"

"It's my sonic screwdriver."

Rachel popped her hip in disbelief. "A sonic screwdriver? How's that doing to help?"

Newsboy Cap smiled confidently. "I have locked on to the signal that took everyone at the pool. And now, I will follow it. Goodbye." And he started back through pool entrance at a run.

La Vista Pool's entrance was set up so that the admissions, break, and office area was book-ended by the two bathrooms. The raise-and-lower counter-tops kept non-employees from walking through the area, so to enter and exit the patrons had to go through the bathrooms.

That was the route Newsboy Cap took.

Days without patrons had prepared Rachel, and she hurdled the counters, reaching the door before Newsboy Cap and blocking his way.

"You are so not going without me."

"Yes. I am." He ducked under her arm.

She chased after him. "You see this?" She popped out the lifeguard logo on her suit. "I'm obligated to help these people, to save them."

He made for the blue box but she slammed into it first. Rachel put her whistle to her lips and blew three fast, loud, and very shrill blasts.

He held his hands to his ears. "What was that for?"

"Three blasts. It means a lifeguard is going to save somebody." She looked pointedly at Newsboy Cap. "It means you're not getting rid of me."

He sighed. "What's your name?"

"Rachel Brown. You?"

"I'm the Doctor. Now please let me in."