Sorry this took sooo long to get up, have been monumentally busy and various things got in the way of my writing, anyway, here it is! hopefully it won't be as long a wait for Chapter 7!Chapter 6 – Childhood's Companion
The Doctor looked back at his Tardis, standing at the end of other end of the alley. There was no way that it was in a state to do what both of his hearts wanted to do right at this second, but his mind said otherwise. The Tardis was not able to give pursuit of that sound, he would have to leave it to regenerate. Besides, he already had a job to do here, get back Lyla Peters.
As the Doctor ran down the road towards Lyla's home, a million thoughts ran through his mind. All of them related to that familiar sound. The wind blew into his face and through his hair, the Doctor felt invigorated. His coat flew out behind him, billowing like a cape. The mighty strides he took got him one step closer to Lyla's home. Both of his hearts beat in rhythm, keeping his blood flowing, carrying oxygen where it was needed. He followed his footsteps from earlier and arrived at his destination. The building that Lyla called "home". He slowed to a brisk walk until he reached her gate, when he slowed even further to a slow walk. As he walked up the path, he removed the Sonic Screwdriver from the pocket on the inside of his jacket. Looking all around him, he placed the screwdriver to the lock. The end lit up and a whistling sound emanated from the device. He held it in position for a few moments, and took it away when he heard the door unlock. As the Doctor stowed the screwdriver into the pocket he removed it from, he opened the door and stepped inside.
The entrance hall was exactly how he had seen it as when he entered the night before. He stepped into Lyla's living room and saw the smashed glass still all over the floor. As he looked around the room, his eyes were drawn towards a photograph that he had not noticed the night before as it was partially hidden behind the arm of the chair that he had been sitting on. As he picked it up, he recognised Lyla, but when he looked at the male standing with his arm around her, the Doctor felt a twinge at the back of his mind, as if he recognised him. Surely he hadn't done it again. One of his previous companions he had met, and then met her grandfather on a separate adventure. Then he finally met the two of them together. The Doctor shook the memory of Donna and Wilf from his mind and took it back to where he knew this man from. In the back of his mind, the Doctor was convinced he recognised the man, but couldn't think for all of his lives who he was! He therefore decided to remove the picture from the frame and take it with him. If he found Lyla...no...WHEN he found Lyla, then he would ask her who he was. Sliding the picture into a pocket, the Doctor scanned the room and decided to check the kitchen. As he took the first tentative steps into the room, his eyes were drawn to the food bowl on the floor. As he stooped down to examine the bowl, he heard the sound of something, like a cat flap. The Doctor stood up straight and looked around. As the Doctor stood staring at the kitchen door, he saw the owner of the bowl come in. It was small, grey and had six legs. It was similar to a Koala bear, but the nose was smaller. The Doctor recognised it instantly. It was a Flubble. The Doctor watched it as it walked around him and went straight for the food bowl. The Doctor pulled out his Sonic Screwdriver and began to scan the little animal. He was shocked at the results that the scan produced, "What? No, no, no, no, NO!" He glanced between the screwdriver and the Flubble. The Time Lord stooped down again and picked the animal up. The Doctor felt a connection that he had not felt since his Academy days. The creature seemed to feel the same way as it acted like it knew the Doctor.
The Doctor thought back to his Academy days, all of those years that he spent there, near Mount Cadon. All of his friends, members of The Deca. Mortimus, Drax, Jelpax, Magnus, Millenia, Rallon, Ushas, Vansell, even The Master, who went by the name of Koschei back then. It was then that most of these Time Lords would become renegades, like himself. Then he thought of the glorious world that Gallifrey was, the orange sky, the red grass, the snow capped mountains and the Citadel of the Time Lords. As he held the Flubble close, a small, single connection to his home planet, a small tear trailed down his cheek.
He snapped himself out of his trance and immediately leapt back into action. He placed the Flubble on the floor as he stood up. He walked back into Lyla's living room and went up the stairs. Finding the room he was looking for, he took a step into it. There was a flash of light. The Doctor screamed, as if in agony. A beam of light shot down his body. Moments later, The Doctor was gone! The Flubble that had followed him up the stairs just sat staring at the spot where the Time Lord had vanished into a small cloud of smoke. A large scorch mark on the floor was the only evidence that anyone had set foot there...