Oh my God I feel awful! Three posts in one day, and then not another for like four days! Anyway, here we are! Part Four at last! I'm going to try a whole lot harder to do one or two a day, especially since these have been so short. Which reminds me- should I combine the previous parts so they're longer? It's kind of frustrating for me, because if I keep going at this rate there'll be like ten parts per episode! And although that may SOUND good, it means the boring parts are going to draw out foooorrrrevverrrrrr, and you may get bored! And THAT would NOT be good. But, enough of my jabbering, enjoy!

Alice could vaguely hear the woman's voice, then the evil laugh that sent terrified tremors through her. The Doctor didn't notice, focused as he was on the voice. "No, YOU listen to ME!" Her gaze flicked quickly to his face, surprised by his menacing tone. His eyebrows were low, his forehead creased, and his eyes dark and frightening. She almost felt sorry for the woman- but then she remembered what had happened to her and the pity disappeared. "I've destroyed you once, and I can do it again. I will stop at absolutely nothing to hunt you down and torture you like you tortured my friends." His voice deepened, getting lower. "I gave you your chance, and you came back for more. I don't do second chances." He hung up and threw the mobile to the ground, disgusted. He turned back to her, his eyes still stormy, and gave her a smile that would have seen more genuine if the rest of his face hadn't looked so dangerous.

She was suddenly scared of him.

She took a hesitant step backwards, her own face creasing, and watched his eyes warily. Her heart sped up to a beat so fast she was sure he could hear it. All the blood drained from her body, leaving her pale and shivering. Her eyes, greener in her terror, widened but didn't leave his face.

He realized the affect his fury was having on her, even though they both knew it wasn't directed towards her in the least, and made a tremendous effort to calm himself back down. Hearing the woman's voice, seeing her in Alice's telly, had brought back memories he'd rather have forgotten. He struggled with himself for a few agonizing seconds, then the ancient look in his eyes faded and his muscles unclenched, if only a little. He shuddered, then buried his head in his hands.

"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry." He whispered, to himself or to someone Alice couldn't see, and somehow the simple words let her fear leak out of her like a dripping faucet, her load getting steadily lighter. She resisted an urge to wrap her arms around him and kiss his forehead, instead placing a hand on his shoulder. He tensed, then unfroze and brought his eyes up to meet hers. He saw that her fear was gone, and was able to capture his own crazy emotions and cage them back up. He gave her a blinding beam, as if to make up for his previous moodiness, and stood straighter, towering over her in a good way. "Right then," He pushed past her and into the hall, his warm hand brushing up against her own. She blushed, glad he couldn't see. She heard a rustling, then his shaggy head peeked around the corner again. "You coming?"

"S-sorry? Coming where-?" He was already gone. She heard the front door being opened, and felt the tell-tale little burst of colder air, quickly running to join the Doctor so as to not be left alone. He was holding it wide, his coat back on his shoulders where it belonged and the huge grin still plastered on his face. Alice snatched her own coat off the rack and pulled it on, already shivering, and stepped out of her flat and onto the balcony. He closed the door tightly behind them.

"Okay, so," He said, wearing an adorably serious frown. She wondered who was more bipolar- her or the Doctor. Going from terrified to love struck within moments was not her norm. "The last time I saw her." He inclined his head towards the door to her flat. "Was on the day of Queen Elizabeth's coronation," He saw Alice's shocked face and grinned. "Don't worry, it was the second!" Her eyebrows shot even further up into her hair. There's no way…! "Anyway, it was the Queen's coronation and she was using a telly shop to get to new victims. I'm assuming that's the case here, too. But there are too many options; I need to narrow it down a bit…" He paced back and forth between the door and the railing, his Converse squeaking. "Think!" Her eyes narrowed, and she started to give him a sharp retort, then she realized he'd been talking to himself and blushed, embarrassed. She paused, and decided that, even though he was talking to himself, he wouldn't mind if she added what little information she had to his jumbled thoughts.

"Well," He turned to her, still distracted. "I was watching the telly earlier, before you came, and I saw something… strange." His eyes locked onto hers, his entire being listening. "The reporter said something about… about monsters, faceless people or something." He nodded, and she was glad she'd remembered the pudgy reporter's words. "He said the coppers had them, hidden somewhere in their offices."

The Doctor clapped happily and grabbed her hand, his eyes sparkling. He gave it a squeeze. "Oh, you're brilliant, you are!" He laughed and spun, his coat swirling, taking off down the road. "Come on, Alice, show me!"

She sputtered for a moment, then ran after him, her hair going wild in the wind. "But, Doctor, they aren't letting anyone inside!"

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Alice sat on the bottom step of the stairs to the police station next to the fuming Doctor. He ranted angrily about the idiocy of England's police force, waving his hands around and making a big fuss. "That lot wouldn't even let me in when I showed them the physic paper! They always let me in when I show them the physic paper!" He grinded his teeth and crossed his arms.

She let him cool off a bit, then realized it would probably not end up very well for everyone inside if the Doctor didn't get as he wanted. "You know, Doctor," She said, her tone amused. "There's always the back exit." He rotated towards her, incredulous.

"You didn't think to tell me this earlier?" He rolled his eyes. "Sometimes I really don't understand humans."

She giggled. "Slipped my mind?" He raised an eyebrow. She snickered. "Do you want me to show you or not?" She grabbed the sleeve of his jacket and pulled him to the side of the building. She could feel her adrenaline already creeping up, just like it always did when she was getting ready to pull a stunt that could very possibly get her into heaps of trouble. She smiled. She always did love a good adventure.

They cleared away old scraps and cardboard boxes, revealing a rusty door sunken into the wall. She reached for the disgusting handle and changed her mind. "It is rather dirty…"

He made a face. "Not it! Ladies first, Alice."

"Age before beauty!"

"Life not yet we- Oi! You calling me old?" He glared at her, then paused. "Actually, yeah, you're right. I am old. Still, that saying doesn't apply to me!" She rolled her eyes and pulled her sleeve up her hand, grasping the handle and scrunching her face, turning it with a rusty crunch.

"Locked." She shrugged. "S'pose we'll have to come back later; tonight or something." Her face lit up. "Ooh, lock picking! I've always wanted to try lock picking!" She grinned and started walking back to the front of the building. A strange noise made her pause and twist back to the Doctor.

He was bent down next to the door handle, holding his sonic screwdriver to it. He was frowning, concentrating, and she had to admit that the serious look suited him. She took her eyes off his face and tried to focus on his sonic. The tip glowed blue, and the strange- but not unpleasant- buzzing she heard seemed to be emanating from the clear-ish chamber in the center. She watched him for a few moments, her eyes wide and curious, then there was a click and the Doctor pushed the door open. He chuckled, seeing her astonished expression, and they exchanged giddy smiles.

"After you, Madame," He bowed and held his hands towards the open doorway. She curtsied and took his offer, stepping lightly through the shadows. He followed after her, the door slamming shut behind them.

"You know," Her voice echoed in the dark. "I don't know why you couldn't have just done that in the first place." He laughed, and a light turned on. She jumped and looked up at him, his hand still on the light switch. The sonic screwdriver was gone, tucked back into his pocket. The harsh yellow light revealed just how small of a room they were in, and Alice could feel every inch between her and the Doctor's warm body. She reddened, and realized she'd been doing that a lot recently. He didn't notice, looking around. They were in a janitors closet; an old one, though, covered in a layer of dust. Alice smiled to herself at the irony and stepped over a fallen mop, fighting her way to the door. She heard a clatter, and spun around, heart thumping wildly. The Doctor stood in the middle of a pile of brooms and buckets, giving her a sheepish grin. She stifled a giggle and held a finger to her lips, motioning for him to come closer. He struggled past the fallen mess and they pushed the door open together.

A young cop cried out when he saw the two emerge from the forgotten room of the building, pointing and waving for his comrades to catch the trespassers. Alice and the Doctor sprinted off down the hall, pursued by a mob of angry- and more than a little confused- police officers. They skirted around the corner, and he stopped, turning to face the out-of-breath cops. She realized she was running alone and flushed, going back to stand by his side.

"Oh, come on!" The Doctor teased, laughing. "You call yourselves coppers? It was only a couple meters, not enough to really wind someone!" He raised an eyebrow and looked pointedly at a particularly overweight man, who was breathing heavily and clutching his side. "Bit out of shape, aren't you?" The two front-most men exchanged a look and marched forward to roughly grab their arms.

Annnnnd scene! Just kidding, I'll not be like that. So, did you like? Sure, it's not to the most interesting bit yet, but it's definitely speeding up, right? Well, I've got to go now, don't want to waste your time on a super long author's note. Got to go type up part five!

~CTST