A 10th Doctor one this time!

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It was hot work walking in this heat. The mid-day sun was beating down on the back of his head, soaking into the material of his shirt. He'd taken his suit jacket off a while ago, and it now swung lazily over his shoulder. His shirt sleeves were rolled up, tie and top few buttons loosened. From the top of the hill, you could seen for miles, acres and acres of the lush English country side spread out before him. Most of it was farmland, much like the land he stood on now, and in the distance, a great shining snake that was the river curved past. The sky was a clear, startling blue, not a cloud to me seen. It certainly was good weather.

The Doctor had agreed to meet Aobh in the meadow at the top of the hill, and that was where he was stood. Behind him sat the old white farmhouse and out buildings, and he could hear the whinnying of the shire horse as it pulled the farm equipment from the yard. But there was still no sign off Aobh.

He contented himself with watching the swallows swoop and glide over the ground, catching butterflies as they flitted from wild flower to wild flower, until he began to idly wonder if he should go and find his sister. Just as he began to worry however, he spotted a figure clambering over the fence off to his right. He could tell it was her from the patterned skirt that was blowing in the slight breeze, and the awkwardly clumsy way she climbed, nearly falling over as she landed in the field, and disguising it with an old skip.

As the figure drew closer, which took longer than expected because she kept crouching down to look at flowers, he noticed she was clutching a piece of paper in one hand. She gave a wave, which he returned, and then began to half run, half skip over to where he stood.

"Look look!" She waved the paper at him excitedly. "Village fair on Saturday! Can we go? They're selling fresh strawberries and raspberries!"

The Doctor feigned a fake look of indecisiveness, smiling quietly to himself about how much he looked like a small child showing off a drawing or begging to get some sweets. "Well...alright,"

"Oh thank you thank you thank you!" She cried excitedly, tugging on his hand before plopping herself down in the grass where she watched the butterflies fluttering about once more.

It had been around a month since the two had been reunited in the stormy Scottish glen, and the Doctor was still astonished at how fascinated Aobh was with...well everything. Everywhere they stopped she marveled at everyday things, and he didn't blame her. Centuries of Time War followed by close to a decade stuck in a watch would make anyone excited about life. And he liked to see her happy, it reminded him of the times he would whisk her away for an adventure or two from the Academy when she was younger.

"So how's the screwdriver coming along?" He asked, joining her on the ground. It was warm and comfortable from the day's sun.

"Meh, getting there I suppose," She replied, pouting slightly as she fished it from her pocket, handing it to the Doctor.

He gulped. "Right. Umm. Well the design is interesting, rustic almost, I like what you've done with the wire-"

"If you're going to make fun of it, give it here!" She moaned, grabbing the device off the grinning man before inspecting it. It was very...basic. The wires were a jumbled mess, and the light at the end blinked feebly. It gave a dull fizzing buzz when she pressed the button.

"How many settings does it have?" The Doctor asked.

"Two,"

He raised an eyebrow, smirking slightly in question.

"It screws things in and it screws things out alight? What more would you need from a screwdriver?!" She huffed in reply.

"Well..." He stopped, noticing a figure approaching from behind Aobh, with what looked like a spade. The girl noticed his focus change and looked over her shoulder, squinting against the sun to see.

"Oh it's just Mr Gordon the farmer," She clambered to her feet and called to him. "Hello Mr Gordon! Fine afternoon!"

There was no answer. He just kept advancing, clutching his spade tightly. The Doctor rose also, stepping in front of his sister slightly, a hand pushing her back behind him. He had a bad feeling about this.

"Everything alright Mr Gordon-" Before he could finish his sentence, Mr Gordon swung his spade lazily at the Doctor's head, hitting him above the eye.

Aobh gave a startled cry as he went down, pushed away by his falling body, and watched in horror as Mr Gordon advanced on the Doctor once more, taking the spade by the base of the handle, aiming it sharp side down at the Doctor's exposed and soft neck. The Doctor's eyes flickered open, rolling slightly as he tried to get his bearings, only to see the farmer poised above him, ready to decapitate the Time Lord. There was a cry to his left, and the farmer was barreled out of the way, a smaller figure crashing into him at what seemed to be a run.

The girl and the farmer rolled over one an other down the hill for a shirt time, each one with a tight grip on the spade. The came to a sudden and painful stop as she felt her back hit a rock jutting out from the ground, jarring into her. Mr Gordon lay on top, beads of sweat rolling down his face. His eyes were completely white, no iris or pupil to be seen, not even any veins. Just a startling milking white. There was no sign of emotion on his face except determination, as he slowly pressed the handle of the spade into Aobh's neck, choking her. Her hands grasped desperately at the wood, trying to push up from under him, but the man was much larger, and much stronger from his years working in the fields. The wood pressed lower and lower, painfully cutting of the air supply. She began to gasp, trying to pull in great mouthfuls of air, but it wasn't working, she was slowly choking. A shadow fell across the pair, and with a grunt, the farmer was forcefully pulled off the girl, the spade wrenched from his grip. As soon as his weapon was parted from him, he grew limp, folding to the ground, out cold.

The Doctor pulled Aobh up by the hand, where she stood massaging her abused neck. The air that she gasped in greedily seemed sweet and plentiful. Her brother stopped down, hands on her shoulders, and it was then she noticed his head.

"Your bleeding!" She gasped hoarsely, reaching up to touch the quickly bruising spot above the Doctor's eyebrow. He winced.

"And probably slightly concussed, but it's a good job he didn't knock me out completely. Look at you neck, " He gently pushed Aobh's chin up, inspecting the great swath of red that lay underneath.

"I'll be fine," she replied to his fussing, her husky voice making him frown further.

"Looks like we have a mystery to solve before we can get any strawberries," The Doctor stood back up, folding his arms and looking down at the unconscious farmer.

"I was worried you might say that," came the disappointed reply.

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