Chapter Ten
My feet trotted up the creaky wooden steps, Casey, Tyler and Madame Clary on my tail. I unhappily lean into Ten.
"I don't think this is a good idea." I whispered to him. He gave a small laugh and winked.
"It'll be fine," He whispered into my hair, "Trust me." I give him a tiny smile and lean into his strong, slim build.
"So what are we looking for?" Amy asked, her arms crossed to keep away the icy air of the cold night.
"I'm not sure… But it should be someone powerful. And in danger. Or think they're in danger. Then again I could be totally wrong. Honestly I have no idea." Eleven said shrugging, his face masked in a dopey smile.
"So? Just look around?" Casey murmured.
"That about sums it up," Ten responded.
"Alright," Amy said, "Casey, Tyler, you go right. Ten, Madame Clary-"
"Call me Jennette," Madame Clary interjected.
"Fine," Amy sighed, "Jennette and Rose go straight. Eleven and I will take left."
I shrug, grab Ten's hand and head walk straight, a small smile blossoming on my lips.
"So," Jennette said, breaking the silence, "Is this what you do?"
"What exactly do you mean by do?" I asked her as I ducked my head into an empty room, "This one's clear!"
"I mean do you commonly go around to people's house? Fix time loops? Stuff like that?" She murmured.
"Yeah, something like that." I muttered.
"Care to elaborate?" She asked.
"We travel. A lot. We go all over, you know, saving people."
"Saving people?"
"Yeah," I smiled, "It's kind of like our job. We're like… space police."
"Space police? Like you go into space?"
"Oh yeah. Well I guess you don't know too much about space right now. But don't worry, by 1969-"
"Rose!" Ten yelped, "Let's not spoil too much about Jennette's future, shall we?"
"Sorry," I tell him sheepishly. Jennette stopped suddenly, her mouth opened wide.
"What is it?" I asked.
"That's my room," She whispered, "That was my room."
"I'm sorry," I said, rubbing her back in a friendly manor.
"This is harder than I thought," She muttered.
Suddenly a sharp scream pierced the air.