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Chapter 2 – Abigail Adams

The Doctor had tried pushing random buttons, scanning with his sonic and the TARDIS, running more scans on his screwdriver and TARDIS, and had even kicked the console in a burst of frustration. Unfortunately, all he was left with was zero information about the thing on his ship and a sore foot. As he massaged his throbbing toes, Rory had to open his mouth.

"Can't you, I dunno, do some scans or something? Doctor, how can you not know anything about it—whatever 'it' is?"

The Doctor sighed. He was extremely frustrated and his companions were not helping—not helping one bit! "Because, Rory," he started, acid seeping into his voice, "I already tried! Multiple times, really. I don't know how you managed to miss it. And I can't get any information because this thing obviously has a perception filter, and a very strong one at that. One so strong that even I can't see through it. Nor can my screwdriver, nor my TARDIS." He stroked the console lovingly and whispered "Sorry. Thanks for trying though, dear."

The Doctor wasn't the only frustrated one, though; Amy couldn't believe it. First, no Rio, and now this? "Well how the hell are we supposed to find it then?"

"I can track it using the sonic and, once we find it I'll…do a thing."

"What thing?" Rory asked, rolling his eyes.

"Why must everyone always insist on knowing what every little thing I plan on doing is? I'm sure I've said it before—in fact I am positive that I have—but I will say it again. Only this once though so listen this time! It is a thing in progress. And once I do said thing, it will be very clever so respect it!" He clapped his two companions on their backs before continuing. "Come along, Ponds. Off we go!"

Following the directions given to him by his sonic screwdriver, the Doctor—followed by an irritated Amy and slightly confused Rory—headed deeper into the TARDIS.


As the girl slid down the wall into a seated position, she whispered a string of profanities. She had only gotten a few hallways away from her pursuers before her ankle couldn't take the pressure anymore and gave out. She couldn't go any further. She looked down at her hands to see that she had, once again, become invisible. However, this time, she welcomed it.

'Even if I can't go any further, at least they won't be able to see—'

Her thought was interrupted by a twenty-something-looking man leaping into the hallway—quite dramatically—with an "AHA!"

Sporting a tweed jacket, suspenders, and a bowtie (though, the girl had to admit that the bowtie suited him), the man looked quite peculiar. His triumphant grin soon turned into a pout and he scratched his head in confusion.

"Congratulations, Doctor," a woman with fiery-red hair drawled as she rounded the corner, "you caught the empty hallway."

'So bowtie is the Doctor, and that must be Amy…' the girl thought, keeping track of their names. However, she wasn't sure why she even cared who was who.

The woman was extremely sarcastic and sounded quite irate. As she glared at the Doctor, the third person—the girl presumed him to be Rory—entered, looking very confused.

"But, where is it?" he asked.

"It's obviously not here, Dumbo. Doctor, can we please go to Rio now?" Amy whined.

The girl was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when the Doctor spoke.

"Hush, Amy. In the words of my good friend Abigail Adams, 'I've always felt that a person's intelligence is directly reflected by the number of conflicting points of view he can entertain simultaneously on the same topic.' Oh, Abigail. Nice woman. She fancied me, you know. Had a husband, too! Naughty, naughty Abigail!" He chuckled, shaking his head.

"But, what does that have to do with the empty hallway?"

"Absolutely nothing, Rory," the Doctor explained. He took a strange silver stick-like device out of his inside jacket pocket and held it up. As he slowly spun in a circle, the device started bleeping softly and lit up at the end. "But it isn't empty. No, no, no quite the opposite actually. See, you and I are standing here, as is Pond, and—" The bleeping became much more intensified and higher pitched as he pointed the device at the invisible girl. "—so is our guest" He finished quite smugly.

The Doctor looked at the seemingly empty space, his eyes unable to lock on to any one point. He decided to make his demands anyways. "Okay, whoever-you-are, I've had enough games. I want to know who you are and what you're doing on my TARDIS! And, while we're on the subject, how did you even get in her? And when? And why? Wait, I've already done 'why,' haven't I? Still, I want to know!"

The girl felt paralyzed with fright. She prayed that, if she was silent, they would simply give up and leave. She knew that this would most likely not happen, but she still hoped.

"Come on," the Doctor drawled. "I know you're there and I'm not leaving until I get answers! Why don't you just take off the perception filter, hmm? Let's start with that."

'The what?'

"How do you know it didn't already leave?"

"Rory, for once you have actually asked a good question! Feel free to one of my Jammy Dodgers later. Actually, don't. Those are mine and I want them. Have…Amy give you a pat on the back." The Doctor answered Rory's question by explaining the complex nature of the anatomy of multiple creatures throughout all of time and space and how the quantum-strength, triple-enfolded ninja star far, far out in the universe really was a sight to see and how it all related back to this one particular incident and it was really quite simple actually. Upon receiving the blank looks on both Rory and Amy's faces, he simply stated "I programmed my sonic to tell us if it moves."

The girl quickly tried to move silently to her left, causing the Doctor's device to go off like a car alarm.

"See?"

The girl was stuck and she knew it. She wouldn't be able to sneak away from these people unseen or unheard. 'Well, I said I was going to be brave, didn't I? No time like the present…'

She sucked in a deep breath.