A/N: Sorry a bit longer to update this chapter. Last chapter was pretty crappy, please enjoy this one.
-KG


As the Doctor walked down the hall, he pressed a few buttons on his watch and looked around the hall way before he pressed another button and teleported. He showed up outside the T.A.R.D.I.S and pulled out his key. As he inserted it into the lock, the T.A.R.D.I.S's light bulb cracked and a spark of electricity erupted from it. As the spark erupted, a cloud of smoke formed, causing some murmurs to erupt from the people at the park. He pulled out his sonic and pointed it at the light bulb. The smoke was sucked into the T.A.R.D.I.S through the roof. "Well, that's not good."

He opened the door and walked inside, regretting it almost immediately. The cloister bell wasn't ringing and the lights weren't flashing. But inside, a fire was spreading from under the center console and spread to the controls and up the center column, melting some plastic. Sparks erupted from the other consoles around the room. The blue round things on the wall erupted as glass flew onto the floor. The lower console was smoking as the T.A.R.D.I.S shook with great force. He quickly closed the doors. The damage being dealt to the T.A.R.D.I.S didn't bother the Doctor. What bothered him was the only thing in there that wasn't broken. The visual interface. It still projected the image of what is above the planet. The red planet above made the Doctor's hearts race. His breathing faltered as he leaned on a near by railing which burned his hand. Only than was he aware of the fires roaring around the console.

"Well, that's not good either." He said as he ran towards the console and reached below it, grabbing a small fire extinguisher. He pulled the pin out of it's slot and shot the fire above the console before it spread anymore. He put out the fire and just spun in circles holding the fire extinguisher and shot it as he spun, putting out the fires.

He through the extinguisher down, frustrated, and ran towards the hologram. "This is not possible, not possible!" He walked through the hologram, turning it off, and started pressing buttons on the center console. He pulled the de-materialization circuit and quickly ran to the smaller consoles and pressed the flashing red buttons on every single one until the sparks stopped erupting. He dipped his hands into the colorful goop in the console and the monitor on the center column spun towards him as he closed his eyes and thought of the place he wanted to go, the place he hasn't been on for almost 700 years. The T.A.R.D.I.S emitted it's usual humming noise but was accompanied by a lower groaning noise while the T.A.R.D.I.S shook. The center column's melted plastic started to repair its self as the center started moving up and down. The Doctor opened his eyes and looked at the screen in front of him. "You have reached your destination." the T.A.R.D.I.S visual interface said as he looked at the screen. It showed what was outside. The T.A.R.D.I.S was sitting in an old shack with red dirt on the ground.

He pulled his hands out of the goop and slowly took steps towards the door. He lifted his hand towards the door, reaching for the handle. He stopped as he grabbed for it. He sighed and dropped his head towards the ground. He let go of the handle and looked up at the door. He sighed once more as he headed back to the console and stuffed his hands back into the now red goop. He closed his eyes as a single tear rolled out of his eyes and dropped his head down at the goop. He opened his eyes as the T.A.R.D.I.S started to whir back to life.


Present Date

Clara's Classroom

Time: 10:45

Clara walked into her classroom, returning from the restroom. She made the mistake of leaving her class unattended, leaving them to do as they please. All of the kids were flying paper balls and planes across the room, talking to each other, rather loudly I might add, and were on their phones playing games or texting or making calls or what ever they do on their phones now a days. One of the kids through a paper plane and it hit her square in the face, causing her to yelp in surprise gaining everyone's attention, silencing them quickly. She walked to the front of the room, with her arms crossed, while the kids were shuffling to their seats. "Tell me, Mathew," she referred to the kid that hit her with the plane. "Tell me what you were doing throwing planes in my class."

Mathew looked around the class before he looked at her and responded. "... because it's fun..." he said gaining a few laughs from the other kids in class.

Clara held out her hand. "Give it here. Give me the plane."

He grabbed the paper plane sitting on his desk and got ready to through it at her. All of a sudden, the kid's desks started shaking while the papers in the room started floating in the air. A low humming noise was made, which no one knew where it was coming from, but Clara knew what it was emitting the noise immediately. Mathew's grip on the plane loosened and the plane started floating around the room, pushed by the blowing wind. The humming noise became much louder as a big blue box appeared in the room but faded away and flickered in and out of the room. The noise got much louder than stopped and all of a sudden. The wind in the room dissipated as the papers floated down. The Doctor yanked open the door and looked around. "Do I have the wrong class again?" He stepped out of the box. "Is there a Clara Oswa-" suddenly a paper plane flew into his mouth mid sentence.

The kids laughed as Clara walked around the box and yanked the plane out of the surprised Doctor's mouth. "Doctor, 4 questions." she said throwing the airplane into the trash next to the desk. "1-Why are you here? 2-Why did you park the T.A.R.D.I.S in my classroom, in front of my students no less? 3-Where have you been for the-last-2-weeks?" she said while hitting his chest with her hand. "4-Did you change your look?"

"Yes." he said flipping his jacket out and pulling on his suspenders doing a small twirl. "Do you like it? I wore this for 4 centuries before I went all purple."

"You wore that for 4 centuries? Change your clothes! But keep the bow-tie, I like red." she said pulling on the edges.

"Me too!" he smiled down at her. "But that's not why I'm here!" he said remembering why he came in the first place. "Clara... They're back..." he said in a low whispering tone hoping she would get it... but she didn't.

"Who's back?" she asked tilting her head in curiosity "The Daleks?" while a frightened look appeared on her face.

"No, not the Daleks... They are back..." he said pointing towards his hearts, hoping the message gets through.

She looked at his hands and her eyes grew wide as realization dawned on her. "Wait, 'They' as in 'They' or 'They' as in 'They'?" she asked.

"THEY!" he said jabbing at his hearts with his fingers, tilting his head towards the T.A.R.D.I.S and pointing towards the sky with his right hand.

Her eyes opened even wider. "You mean, THEY are back!?"

He grabbed her hands and bounced up and down with her, gaining a few weird looks from the kids and some giggles. The Doctor let go of her hands and made a serious face. "And I got a job." he said pulling his worker ID out of his jacket pocket. She grabbed it out of his hands and read it curiously.

"S.T.A.R. Laboratories?" she looked up at him with a questionable face on. "What kind of place is S.T.A.R. Laboratories?"

"It's where I work." He swiped his ID out of her hands and stuffed it back in his pocket. "Plus I met a girl I like, but that's not important. They're back!" he said jumping up and down again.

"Wait," she said once she had noticed what he has said. "you met a girl? Tell me about her." she said smiling.

"That's not really the point here, Clara! My home is back! The whole planet is back!" he danced around the room one last time before his smile faded and he stood still as the problem dawned on him. "They're back... that means..." He barged into the T.A.R.D.I.S. leaving Clara with her students before closing the door.

Clara turned away from the T.A.R.D.I.S and looked at the class. "Umm, OK... Read page 45 in your text books. I'll be back in 10 minutes." she said as she walked into the box. She quickly stuck her head back out. "Mathew, your in charge. Lock the door, no one comes in or out, and if anyone knocks on the door, do NOT answer it..."

Mathew smiled and gave her a half hearted salute to her as she retreated back into the box. The T.A.R.D.I.S de-materialized and Mathew walked to where the box once stood. "Everyone... you heard the lady. It's party time!" He jumped on Clara's desk and danced around. Everyone in the class started doing what they were doing before Clara came into the room.


In the Time Vortex

T.A.R.D.I.S

"So you're people are back! You're not the last one of your kind. You can ride your T.A.R.D.I.S with another Timelord... or a Timelady..." she said with a chuckle as the Doctor ran down the corridor. "Aren't you happy that your people are back?" she yelled down the hall so he could hear.

He came running back into the console room carrying the brown bag filled with old stuff he used to use. He pulled out 3 sonics and placed them on the console controls. "Yes it's good. But it's also bad."

She scrunched up her nose "How can something be good and bad?"

He stopped what he was doing and walked towards her. "Well, picture a giant cookie. A cookie rather dilicious that you want to eat the whole thing. Got it?"

"Yeah, I got that feeling that I want a cookie-"

"You know what, forget the cookie. It's more like a banana. No, a pear! Perhaps a head of cabbage. You know I do like-"

"Doctor!" Clara said snapping him out of his thoughts.

"Right, well the whole planet is back, Clara. It's right above this one and if I can't move the rift, the planet could be knocked off it's axis and hurtled into the sun, along with Gallifrey."

"...so that's the big cookie..."

He whirled the screen around and faced it at her. "Yup a big-ass cookie." he turned on the monitor and showed an mage of the planet emerging from the rift. "Plus, it's a chocolate chip cookie. There was more than just Timelords on the planet when we, I saved it."

"Who else, or what else is on the planet than?"

"The Timelords were in the middle of a war, Clara. A war that waged on for centuries. A war between the Keepers of Time and the Mutants of Skaro. Lords of Time and Mutant Soldiers. The clocks and the salt shakers. Timelords... and the Daleks..." He flipped on the visual interface, which projected an image of the Dalek fleet emerging from the rift as well. Heading for Earth.

"...Oh, no..."


A/N: Hopefully you enjoyed this chapter of my story. Please leave a review. Thanks for reading. I would have uploaded this chapter yesterday, but every time I went to the website. It said '503 Service Unavailable.' So I guess it's fixed now. But I didn't save my story so I had to re-write half of the chapter. Took me 5 hours to write it the first time. And it took me another 5 to finish it. Please Review. I'll try to get the next chapter up by tomorrow. But I'm getting new glasses so it may take a while. Thank You!
-KG