Chapter Eight
Megan was at Diana's school and Anya, Sherlock and John had just returned home into the flat.
"All I am saying is that you could show that you care," John said to Sherlock.
"Will caring about them help save them?" Sherlock asked.
"No but if it was Megan, Clint, Diana or Jesse you would care," Anya said.
"That's different," Sherlock said, taking his coat off.
"Yes but that girl was younger than Diana and you could have been a bit kinder towards the Kirks' situation," Anya said. John left the room and within twenty minutes Sherlock and Anya were having the biggest argument of the whole relationship.
It got to the point where they were speaking in Asgardian and Gallifreyan and some other language John didn't understand.
"Don't expect me to come back when you come crawling Sherlock," Anya shouted.
"Of all the insults I have heard traveling around space and time they were really mean," The Doctor told Anya, walking next to her. She looked at him. He could see that she had been crying. "Can I just ask a question?" The Doctor asked.
"You just did," Anya replied. "But ask another one if you want to," She said. The Doctor smiled.
"How do you know Enochian?" He asked. Anya looked at him.
"Where's the TARDIS?" She asked.
"Don't avoid the question," The Doctor replied.
"I'm not I just want somewhere private to do show and tell," Anya whispered. The Doctor looked at her and decided to trust her with whatever she was planning.
"I know Enochian because I used to be an Angel's vessel and I picked somethings up during that time," Anya told him. "And I can also see an Angel's true form without being injured in anyway."
"Does Sherlock know?" The Doctor asked. Anya shook her head. "Do Meg and J?" The Doctor asked.
"No but we do find out when we reach 927," A voice said. Anya looked it was Megan. But it was an older version. The Quinn version.
"What are you doing here?" The Doctor said.
"I'm looking for Diana, Lorna and Emma," Quinn replied. "I thought she would be with you," She added.
"Technically Lorna is in the room but I meant the grown up version because Clint's gone AWOL but the point still stands," Quinn said.
"Why are you wearing SHIELD's uniform?" The Doctor asked.
"Nick Fury's gone missing but before he did, he promoted me to Director," Quinn explained. "Have you done SHIELD yet, Mum?" She asked.
Anya shook her head.
"Bugger," Quinn mumbled. "I don't even know I'm doing it!" She said.
"Doing what?" Anya asked.
"I keep telling you spoilers for your personal future and it is rule number one, don't interfere with a timeline," Quinn said.
"Or the Doctor lies depending on whom you ask but again that's not the point," She ranted.
"Do you want to look for him?" Anya asked. The Doctor looked at her. "Hey she did save my life recently from both point of views," She defended herself.
"It was only last week for me," Quinn said. "In answer to your question, yes I would like some help," She added.
"Budapest," Quinn complained as they reached their tenth destination. The Doctor asked if something was wrong.
"No but I've already looked for him here," Quinn explained. "And when we first met we tried to kill each other," She added.
"Then again," She sighed.
"What is that?" Anya asked as Quinn looked at the device on her wrist.
"Vortex manipulator," The Doctor said. "A form of cheap time travel," He added.
"Hey, I am trying to give it up but it's useful when you're looking for someone," Quinn defended, looking to the warehouse door to her right. "That was easy," She mumbled.
"Well you two it has been fun but I need to go save my brother," Quinn said, picking up the bow and arrow she had brought with her. She gave them both a quick hug and literally pushed them into the TARDIS.
"Can we watch her?" Anya asked. The Doctor was confused. "To see what she can do," She explained. The Doctor agreed so he got what Quinn was doing on the small scanner.
"You know eventually we will get the information out of you, Barton," A man said.
"He's here looking for the Black Widow," Quinn told him from the other side of the room. "And I'm here for my brother," She said, smiling. "How are you?" Quinn asked Clint.
"Well, better because of the little present that you have there," Clint told her, smiling. "Oh how's dad?" He asked.
"Well he's solving cases, dumbo," Quinn said.
"Hold up can we continue this in a minute," The man said. Quinn happily agreed.
"But I just need to do something really quickly," She announced. The man asked what. "Save my brother," She said, quickly taking the bow and arrow and shooting the man in the heart.
"Nice one," Clint said as Quinn walked over. "Oh and this is Natasha," Clint said as a little girl ran over.
"AKA the Black Widow," He added.
"Hi there," Quinn said, kneeling down.
"You're smaller than I expected," Quinn admitted. Clint picked her up and they walked out.
"Hey about dad, I forgot that-" Clint trailed off.
"It's alright Clint but you know I hate talking about his death so could we stop talking now?," Quinn asked walking out of the warehouse. At this point Anya and the Doctor where drifting through the time vortex.
Sherlock lay in bed. It had been a week since Anya left and he was beginning to worry. He had fallen asleep a while ago but then he was woken up when the sound of the TARDIS could be heard in the living room.
"Dad!" Clint and Megan both shouted, sleepily. Sherlock sighed and walked out. "
I am so sorry," Anya said, crashing into him with a hug. He just stood there hugging the woman.
"And she means it," The Doctor replied. " He was interrupted by Megan.
"I will end you if you finish that sentence," She said simply. The Doctor put his hands up in defence.
"Hey the old girl's pretty tired do you mind if I stay the night?" The Doctor asked after Megan left the room.
"Sure what can go wrong?" Sherlock replied. They said good night and The Doctor went back into the TARDIS.
