Chapter Eight

Casey tapped me on the shoulder. "Um… so what exactly happened."

"Yeah," Tyler joined in, "I mean this place was totally in a state of disrepair. The whole place was falling apart. Nobody was here. I swear. Well… I mean I don't swear because… well there are people here. But… there was't. Well… What I mean is… What's going on?"

"What year is it?" I asked, "Yes… Yes I know 'How could I know possibly not know what year it is?' Well I'm an idiot so just answer the question."

"Ah… 2014. When else?" Casey said looking slightly suspicious, "What's going on here?"

Ten turned to an on coming waiter, dancing around the guest with a tray of entrees and a ceaseless smile. "Excuse me?" He asked, "What year is it?"

"Excuse me, sir?" The Waiter asked, clearly confused.

"What year is it?" Ten said bluntly.

"1894, sir." The Waiter said. Ten crossed his arms as if waiting for something else. The waiter stared at for a second before releasing. "Oh, um right, sir. Would you, ah, like a deviled egg?" The Waiter gave a forced smile as Ten happily grabbed an egg and popped it into his mouth. The Waiter walked away and Ten turned back to Casey and Tyler, "See?"

"No… no that's not possible. It's just the… theme of the party. He's required to say that," Casey stuttered.

"What are you saying this is?" Tyler asked, "Time Travel? To 120 years ago? Who even are you?"

"I'm the Doctor and no it's not time travel, well not really. It's more of a time loop. See, it's connecting three different time zones- same spot, different zones- to the same spot. So basically May 7th, 1894, 1954 and 2014 are all happening at the same time and don't ask, we're not sure why."

"Mhmm, right, so according to you you're from the fifties?" Casey asked, crossing her arms.

"Well, sort of. I mean, we were just in 1954. But I'm not from 1954. I'm from 2006. Him on the other hand, well," I cocked my head and stared at Ten, "Well I'm not really sure when he's from. See, we're time travelers."

"Time travelers? Like Marty McFly?" Tyler scoffed, "Where's the delorean?"

"No delorean. But we do have a TARDIS," Ten stated.

"A TARDIS? What on Earth is a TARDIS?" Casey asked.

"Oh well usually it's not on Earth. Well it is right now. But on Earth sixty years in the future. Or sixty years in the past from your perspective. Anyway, it's our delorean."

"This is insane." Tyler muttered, "Absolutely positively insane."

"Not only that," Casey said angrily, "But it's impossible! Science won't allow it!"

"Oh, come on. I saw in the 50's that this house was already falling apart. Give it another 60 years and this place must be nearly rubble. How could this place suddenly fix it's self? Huh? Does your science explain that?"

"Who are you?" A pretty voice came from behind, "I don't recall your names on the guest list." I looked to see a pretty woman in a sparkling blue dress with young green eyes and bright blonde hair. And Eleven on her shoulder.

"Don't worry, Jennette, they're with me," Eleven said giving Madame Clary a kiss on the cheek.

Amy gave him a disgusted look, "Oh please, you're married."

"He's married?" Madame Clary and Ten cried in unison.

"Well, I see you made some friends," Eleven said, nodding his head toward Tyler and Casey ignoring the previous question.

"Um, yes, Doctor, this is Tyler and Casey."

"Who are you," Tyler asked.

"I'm the Doctor, this is Amy."

"But that's the Doctor," Casey said pointing at Ten.

"Yes, well, we're both the Doctor. It's complicated." Eleven responded.

"Anyway!" Amy interjected, "We found something."

Ten looked up at her, suddenly hopeful, "What is it?" He asked.

"We know why the time loop is happening."

"Great, they're in on it." Casey muttered.

"What's a time loop?" Madame Clary asked, her plump lips opening as if to show how vulnerable she was. Nobody answered her.

"Why is it happening?" I ask Eleven, needing to know the answer.

He glanced at Ten. "It's because of us."