Down through the tunnel they ran, the ground cracking with the impact of their feet on the dry earth under the pavement. They rounded the corner and up to the parking lot. The Doctor flew up to the bus doors, flinging them open. He went to work ripping open the panel and pulling wires and things. "What are you doing?" Hannah exclaimed as the bus shook, knocking them off balance. He didn't reply, but handed her an armful of wires, then ran to the back, tearing at the lights above the seats getting whatever gadget he apparently needed.
He filled his arms with wires and nail then ran back up the bus, with his free hand he unlocked the above emergency exit, setting off alarms everywhere throughout the cabin. "Oh. Pipe down, I'm busy!" He said, sonicing the alarms off. He pulled himself through the hatch, pointing the sonic at the sky above Stonehenge. "Right, no other life forms on board above. He's doing this on his own. Oooooh, the Garafax aren't going to be happy about this one." He muttered to himself
"What do you mean by that?" Hannah said, popping her head up through the hatch, the wind whipping her long hair every which way.
"The Garafaxions only harvest natural recourses from uninhabited planets. They are a proud, strong race who don't take to law breaking easily. If they found out this one went rouge...explodey wodey ship in space." He summed up. "Imagine an explosion bigger than an atom bomb going off with you inside." He visualized.
"Ok, that helps." She settled, being able to visualize it a bit.
"Good, cause it's nothing like that." He chided.
He dropped into the isle and began putting together a device of some sort, grabbing wires and things from Hannah's arms when he needed to. Finally, a semi large thing that looked like a SteamPunk satellite dish sat in front of him.
"What is that?" Hannah asked, crouching down for a better look.
"Oh, sorry, thought it was obvious. A rudimentary decoder with a scrambling deporter similar to the S-150 on Narich." He said matter-of-factly as another earthquake shook the bus.
"Speak English!" Hannah said, bracing herself on the chairs around her.
"What? Oh, right. It's a counter beacon." He simplified.
He jumping up suddenly, he pushed the device through the emergency exit and stuck it down with the borrowed nails and the sonic screwdriver. "Ooooh, no no no no no!" He said jumping back down into the compartment.
"What is it? What?" Hannah asked, moving out of his way as he dashed past her to the panel once again.
"Argh! I need a communication device. Something with a signal I can send up to the ship to, well, basically, well, tell the ship to turn off." He said, searching the panel such a thing.
"Doctor," Hannah tried, an idea lighting up in her head.
"But of course there isn't one, so now the world will end all because I don't have a blasted communicator!" He said, pushing off the panel and heading to the back.
"Doctor." Hannah tried again.
"Maybe I can make one using a carbonator g-"
"Doctor!" Hannah yelled, finally getting his attention. Hannah reached over into her seat, pulling out her purse. "Would an HTC?" She smirked.
"A what?" The Doctor asked, a confused look scattered across his face.
Hannah rolled her eyes. "A cell phone, Doctor. A smart phone?" She suggested, pulling out her phone and waving it in the Doctor's direction.
The Doctor smiled, grabbing the phone. "Perfect! You could have just said that in the first place." He said, tapping her forehead with the phone.
Back up he went through the emergency hatch and stuck the phone to the counter beacon. He poked his head down, looking at Hannah. "Right, everyone off!" He jumped down and followed Hannah off the bus.
They spun around, facing cannibalized machine. The Doctor reached in his front jacket pocket, once again producing his beloved sonic screwdriver. "Right then." He said, straightening his bow tie. He reached down, taking Hannah's hand firmly in his. "Geronimo."
With a point of the sonic, the bus began to glow reflecting the light coming from Stonehenge. A beam shot up into the sky, slamming into the same beam as the Garafax's. The two began to swirl together like a tornado of light until a sudden blast above the atmosphere sent the other beam crumbling back down toward Stonehenge.
A giant blast of wind and light flew back across the ground knocking into Hannah and the Doctor. Hannah almost lost her balance, but the man holding her hand kept her balanced with him. Just as she was about to fall, she felt a tug at her wrist pulling her slightly to the side in the Doctor's direction and suddenly she was leaning back against his tall frame, his arms wrapped around her torso holding her steady. "Almost done! Three, two, one!" A final blast, and the wind and light were gone. The trees and grass were back to normal, even better, maybe, like they had just been watered.
"The shutdown process mixed with our signal sent the natural recourses back into the earth. Good as new, maybe better." The Doctor commented, almost reading her thoughts. He turned her around so she was facing him. "Right then, you alright?" He asked with a smile, holding her still wobbly form at the shoulders.
"Yeah, I'm fine." She said, glancing around. "We did it! Everything is fine now! It's over!" She said, throwing her arms around his neck.
He hugged her back, picking her small form up slightly as he did. He put her down and looked her in the eyes. "No, wait, we still have one thing left." Both their gazes left each other and scanned back up to Stonehenge.
"The Garafaxion." Hannah sighed.
"You don't have to come, you know." The Doctor offered.
Hannah glanced up at him. "And let you finish? Nuh uh. I want some credit in helping take this guy down."
"Could be dangerous." The Doctor countered.
"No, what's dangerous is what the bus driver's gunna do to you when he sees what happened to his beloved tour bus. This is just...closing up another story." She smiled at him, and he at her. He put his hand out, and she quickly hooked on, and they took off up toward Stonehenge one last time.