A/N: Hello again!
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Rachel led the Doctor up to her room but stayed in the doorway once they got there. The crack seemed even scarier at night, and now that everything was so close to being over she was more scared than ever before. She watched, wide eyed, as the Doctor walked straight up to the crack and began to touch it and run his hands along it.
"We've had some cowboys in here," the Doctor mused as Rachel peered around him to try and see what he was doing, "Not actual cowboys, although that can happen."
Sticking her hand into her pocket, Rachel ran her fingers over the smooth apple she had put in there earlier, while the Doctor had fiddled with the microwave. She pulled it out, looking forlornly at the face that she had carved there.
"I used to hate apples, so my Daddy put faces on them."
Looking at the face gave her a bit of bravery, and she stepped tentatively into the room to join the Doctor. She pushed the apple into his hand and he smiled at it.
"He sounds good, your dad."
The Doctor looked back to the wall and the matter at hand.
"I'll keep it for later, yeah?"
He slipped the apple into his pocket and strode back over to the crack.
"This wall is solid and the crack doesn't go all the way through it. So here's a thing, where's the draft coming from?"
Rachel was going to try and answer but then the Doctor pulled out what looked like a magic wand. Rachel looked on in wonderment as he pointed it at the crack and it made a whirring sound. The whirring stopped, and the Doctor looked at the side of the wand as if it could tell him something. Rachel tried to see too but he stuffed it back into his pocket before she could get a good look.
"Wibbly wobbly timey wimey. Do you know what the crack is?"
"What?"
"It's a crack."
Rachel looked at him skeptically. Of course it was. She already knew that. The Doctor put his ear to the wall, and started to tap it.
"But I'll tell you something funny. If you knocked this wall down the crack would stay put because the crack isn't in the wall."
Rachel raised both eyebrows in surprise.
"Where is it then?"
"Everywhere… Everything. It's a split in the skin of the world."
It was safe to say Rachel had no idea what was going on. She didn't understand how one crack in her bedroom wall could be a split in everything.
The Doctor ran his finger along the crack.
"Two parts of space and time that should never have touched… pressed together. Right here in the wall of your bedroom."
The Doctor smiled at Rachel, but she didn't much feel like smiling back. He just pressed his ear to the wall again.
"Sometimes, can you hear…?"
"A voice," Rachel nodded, "Yes."
The Doctor stepped quickly away from the wall and stepped over to Rachel's bedside table. She panicked for a moment because now there was nothing between her and the crack and now it was so much more scary, but the Doctor was soon back, now holding a cup that Rachel was sure had been filled with water five minutes ago. He put it to his ear and pressed it to the wall. Suddenly, there was the voice, Rachel heard it.
"Prisoner Zero has escaped."
"Prisoner Zero…" the Doctor repeated.
"Prisoner Zero has escaped. That's what I heard. What does it mean?"
Rachel looked at the Doctor pleadingly. She just wanted it to go away.
"Prisoner Zero has escaped."
"It means," the Doctor said, pulling away from the wall, "that on the other side of this wall there's a prison, and they've lost a prisoner. And do you know what that means?"
"What?" Rachel asked nervously.
"You need a better wall."
The Doctor abruptly stepped forward and picked up Rachel's dresser, moving to the side away from the crack.
"The only way to close the breach is to open it all the way. The forces will invert," the Doctor placed the dresser down, "and it'll snap itself shut… Or…"
Suddenly Rachel was worried. She thought the Doctor was about to fix everything. But then there was that 'or'.
"What, Doctor?"
The Doctor smiled at her slightly.
"You know when grown ups tell you that everything's going to be fine, and you think they're probably lying to make you feel better?"
"Yes…" Rachel knew the feeling all too well.
"Everything's going to be fine."
The Doctor held his hand out to Rachel and she grasped it. The man's hand was warm and comforting, and having him by her side made her think that maybe everything would be fine.
He squeezed her hand.
"Courage, Rachel."
He smiled at her, and she smiled anxiously back, before the Doctor raised his magic wand towards the crack. The whirring started again and Rachel peered out from behind the man as a blue light filled the room. The crack was beginning to open. First, it was all dark. Then came the familiar "Prisoner Zero has escaped." Only it was much, much louder.
Rachel inhaled sharply as the Doctor stepped forward.
"Hello? Hellooooo?"
All of a sudden, a massive blue eye filled the gap in her wall. Rachel let out a little shriek and grasped the Doctor's hand even tighter.
"What's that?"
Both of them looked at the eye for a moment, before a little blue light flew out of the crack and hit the Doctor in the pocket. He fell over and Rachel immediately dropped down next to him as the crack in front of them slid closed.
"There! See, told you it would close!" came the Doctor's cheery voice. "Good as new."
Now she knew the Doctor was ok, Rachel looked at the crack in her wall. It looked the same as it had always done, except now… Now Rachel was just waiting for some monster with massive blue eyes to come out of it and try and eat her.
"What was that? The thing? Was that Prisoner Zero?"
The Doctor, on the other hand, kept his eyes on Rachel. He needed to make sure she was ok, that she wouldn't cry. Because if there was one thing he hated seeing, it was children crying.
"No, I think that was Prisoner Zero's guard. Whatever it was it sent me a message. Psychic paper."
The Doctor waved a little leather wallet in the air and Rachel looked back at him. With a nervous glance at the crack, she moved closer to the Doctor to read the message.
"Prisoner Zero has escaped. Yes, but why tell us?"
The Doctor looked around the room.
"Unless…"
He stood up quickly.
"Unless what?"
"Unless Prisoner Zero escaped through here…" Rachel furrowed her eyebrows. "But he couldn't have… we'd know."
Both Rachel and the Doctor stood for a moment looking around at the room. Rachel wasn't sure exactly what she was looking for, but she knew it was important. Prisoner Zero could be hiding amongst her clothes, or her teddies. She began to panic, when the Doctor dashed out of her bedroom. Rachel followed quickly. They stood opposite each other in the hallway, the Doctor looking around for Prisoner Zero again.
"It's difficult, brand new me, nothing works yet. But there's something I'm missing… In the corner of my eye…"
Rachel watched as the Doctor slowly turned his head to the side, and she stood on her tiptoes to try and see what he was seeing. He seemed to notice something, when suddenly a loud clanging sounded from the back garden. The Doctor's head whipped around. And then he raced off down the corridor, shouting "No, no, no, no, no!"
Rachel was hot on his heels. He ran out of the front door, not bothering to shut it behind him so Rachel slipped out after him.
"I've got to get in there! The engines are phasing! It's gonna blow!"
"But…" Rachel stammered as she ran after him, "It's just a box, how can a box have engines?"
The Doctor looked up from the rope he was untying.
"It's not a box, it's a time machine."
She watched as the Doctor ran circles around the supposed time machine.
"A real one?"
Rachel thought of Brittany, at school, who was always going on about time machines and the future. All the pictures she drew didn't have blue boxes in them.
"You've got a real time machine?"
"Not for much longer if I can't get it stabilized," The Doctor stuck his head back around the corner of the box, "Five minute hop into the future should do it."
Rachel watched this brilliant, wonderful man who she'd only known for an hour as he ran around tying ropes to his box. She suddenly had visions of him and her travelling through time together, saving people and singing, and eating fish fingers and custard.
"Can I come?"
The Doctor glanced at her.
"It's not safe in here, not yet. Five minutes. Give me five minutes, I'll be right back."
The Doctor clambered back on top of the box, and Rachel looked at the ground sadly.
"People always say that."
The Doctor glanced back at the little brunette girl. He saw all the pain in her eyes, all the loneliness of being stuck with only an aunt in that big house. He turned around, and jumped back onto the ground, exploding TARDIS be damned.
"Am I people?" he bent down to look Rachel in the eyes, "Do I even look like people? Trust me, Rachel Berry. I'm the Doctor."
He smiled at her, and to his delight she smiled back. He stepped away, and climbed back onto the top, or more correctly, the side of the TARDIS. Taking one last look at Rachel, he jumped into the looming cavern of his ship, and splashed into the swimming pool.
Back in Lima, Rachel watched as the doors to the box shut after the Doctor. Wind blew her hair as the box whirred in and out of focus, eventually disappearing altogether and leaving just the remains of an old garden shed in it's wake.
Rachel darted back into the house, grabbing her suitcase and stuffing it with her teddy and her rain jacket, and her toothbrush, before pulling on her beanie and running back out into the garden. Her eyes slid over the open door at the end of the hallway as she rushed to meet the Doctor.
She planted herself right in front of the ruined shed, and put her head on her hand to wait. Only five minutes, and she would be back with the Doctor once more.
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A/N: Ok, so that's the last bit of baby!Rachel done! Hooray!
So, dililahas asked whether Kurt will be in this. Hopefully, if I get far enough he will be.
At the moment, Rachel is Amy, Blaine is the Doctor, and Finn will probably come in either next chapter or the one after as Rory. From the process of elimination and the relationships in both Glee and DW, you can probably guess who Kurt will be. So yeah, because of DW canon, not for a while yet. Obviously I'd like to get that far, but who knows. I might not get there, and I'd probably need more readers, or at least know a few people are interested to fully continue this story further than what I have planned out at the moment. There is definitely room for that, but I don't know if it will happen. That's up to you guys!
But anyway, thanks if you are reading this, especially thanks to TheGirlWithTheOnyxRose who added this story to her alerts! Yay! Go you!
Bye, see you soon :) x