Still don't own Doctor who


Jenny nearly tripped again as they made their way towards the green. She looked at the Doctor enviously with his perfectly tied toga, covering him in a robe of white, and yet somehow still allowing the bowtie through. She tried hitching it up, and managed to catch up with him a bit.

"How do you do it?"

"Practise. Anyway…" The Doctor jumped onto a car, standing on the roof to get a good look out over the green. "Oh." He blinked as the people turned to look at him. "Not good."

"There's five of them." Jenny called up. "And they're coming straight for us."

"It's working then. They can't resist. But I can only take one of them at a time: You'll need to draw the others off."

"Right." The Doctor jumped down from the car again, and strode out across the green to give himself some space as he drew out another sheet front around his waste. Unfurling it he let it drop down, like a matador's cloak. He gave a quick smile, and flicked the cape.

"Ole!" Jenny rolled her eyes, before drawing closer to the Doctor. The alien controlled people were really close now.

"This better work."

The first opponent leapt, and Jenny brought the pillow swinging round in a high arc, catching the guy with a satisfying thump around the head, knocking him to the side where the Doctor instantly pounced on him with the sheet, wrapping him up. The others hung back, wary. The Doctor flinched as the sheet wriggled, and unwrapped it.

"Where'd it go?" The guy spouted in terror, becoming somehow slightly more terrified as the Doctor broke into a broad grin.

"It worked!"

"Great, now I could do with some help here!" Jenny was working wildly to keep the other four back, just losing out as one stepped around her, unnoticed, except by the Doctor, who leapt towards her, and rugby tackled the offending person to the ground.

"Pass me the sheet!" He exclaimed at the guy he'd just saved. "No!" The creature had consolidated into a large growth expanding like a bubble, and underneath the person was shrivelling up, being drained. The Doctor leaped back, towards Jenny, shouting a warning.

"Watch out!" The creature exploded, distributing itself over the area, dispersing into thin air as it collided with the sheets. The Doctor smiled as he saw the guy jumping on the lumps of creature that had landed on the grass and were now trying to combine together again. He blinked, trying to focus on something, and suddenly felt very tired, his legs giving way underneath him.

The creatures had just backed off, two of them in such a state that the blue creature was shrivelling up and falling off, beginning to release the people it had taken over, when she heard the Doctor fall to the ground. She turned, spotting the lump of blue that had attached itself to his head just above the toga and in one move whacked it with the pillow, obliterating it and knocking the Doctor forward. He shook his head, and got to his feet.

"That was not nice." He looked around, spotting the last creature, behind Jenny. He grabbed the other corner of the sheet the guy was holding, pulling it tight.

"Duck!" Jenny ducked as the Doctor and the guy ran towards her, cloth lining the creature, before wrapping it up in the sheet. Jenny took out a few remaining lumps with the pillows.

"We did it!" She exclaimed. The guy was looking at the sheets.

"H..h..how?" He stammered.

"Silver. Creatures allergic, and ironically enough you all use silver to keep things clean, reduce dust- so medical bay has sheets with silver in them: the best possible protection." The Doctor was looking around.

"But we did it!" Jenny exclaimed.

"No." The Doctor looked up, eyes fixing on a house, from which crashes and some screams could be heard. He started running towards it, grabbing the sheet on the way. "No, we're still missing one!" Jenny hesitated a moment before realisation swept over her. Ditching the pillows, she ran to help.

The Doctor ran through the broken down doors, shouting.

"AMY!" He sidestepped into the sitting room to briefly see a collapsed barricade of furniture revealing the occupants of the house with what looked like the contents of the family silver, before Amy crashed into him, knocking him to the floor. He quickly recovered, wrapping her in the sheet, Jenny appearing in the doorway.

"Amy?" The Doctor asked once he thought the alien had been destroyed. There was no response. "It's drained her too much." Jenny spotted a patch of red on the sheet.

"No, wait- she's injured. Get her to my ship- I've got something that can sort that out." The Doctor complied, picking Amy up and carrying her out. He knew it would take too long to find the right stuff he'd need in the TARDIS. Jenny turned to follow him.

"Is it dead?" Jenny nodded.

"We think that was the last bit."

"Oh good. Just think, if there'd been a 'cash for silver' we'd all been screwed." Jenny scowled, then even more as she noticed the knife in his hand, tinged purple.

"Ugh. Make sure you clean that properly." She turned and left, chasing after the Doctor, who'd made it halfway across the green. "Doctor! Doctor! Let me take her: you need to check there's none left, at all. You!" She called over the guy who'd helped them fight the creature earlier. "Can you help me carry her?" He quickly complied. "Thanks. You're the postie's son aren't you?" He nodded, then gasped. They'd made it to the car park, and he could see the spaceship. He barely had time to gawp before they were inside, carefully laying Amy on one of the beds, Jenny already fishing around in the cockpit, trying to find…

"Could you go grab the sheets and stuff? If the Doctor's not using them that is." He nodded, and left. "Right." Jenny drew out the little grey metal box from under the main console, and carefully unlocked it, opening it up to reveal nothing- at first. Then she clicked her fingers, and an orange glow gathered around them. She moved her hand, so the nanogenes formed a flat layer underneath, and sort of scanned down Amy, showing them what they had to do, then laid her hand on her head, watching the orange glow flush through Amy, fixing together the cut, and restoring the energy drained. When they were done, they returned to Jenny's hand, for a brief moment before fading to grey and falling as dust.

"Oh." She jumped as there was a noise at the door. But it was just the Posties' son with the sheets. She reclaimed them. "Thank you."

"It's okay. Um, is this your…"

"Spaceship, yes. Did I bring that thing here? Accidently yes. No, my spaceship doesn't work right now."

"Oh, okay." There was a pause. "I there anything else you want me to…"

"No. Well, you could tell the Doctor that Amy's going to be fine." There was a shuffling from inside the spaceship, and Jenny went back inside, leaving him standing there. He ambled back to the Doctor, and delivered the message, noting how different he looked without the toga. He sighed.

"I wouldn't expect much. She doesn't know how effective at turning you sort of guys into mush she is, yet. Sorry." The Doctor winced as he watched the man walk away, before returning to the screwdriver, and continuing his detailed check for any remainders of the creature.