A Rule27NeverKnowinglyBeSerious fanfic
Okay, I haven't updated in a few days (Sorry about that) but all day Saturday I was driving home and on Sunday I was just way too tired. But I'm back and here is the next installment of The Girl Time Forgot.
Chapter 9: There Are No Explanations
"Oi, you two, quit your crying. You're acting as if someone died," "Can't be," Clara, whispered. She pulled away from the Doctor a bit and looked at the figure in the dark. "That's impossible," The Doctor groaned. "Haven't you realized, Doctor? I always come back,"
Clara and the Doctor turned to the figure swathed in light. "Honestly, you would have thought fighting Cybermen, Jack the Ripper and being trapped in the ice for a thousand years… I would've died a long time ago," Finn said as she came closer. She raised her voice as if she was talking to someone outside the room. "Somebody's not doing a very good job of killing me," She twirled around in a circle, before facing the Doctor and Clara. "So hard to find good help these days," she giggled. "How…" Clara tried to say. Finn chuckled and pulled something from her shorts back pocket. "Sonic screwdriver," she smiled twirling it in her fingers, "Forgot I switched the place I was keeping it. It was in my coat pocket," she ruffled the lapel of her cobalt trench coat. "But I switched it to my back pocket. Heh, whoops,"
"Whoops?!" The Doctor yelled, "We thought you were dead," "Yeah, but I'm not. So it's okay," "Okay? Okay?!" he said stalking up to her. He leaned in so he was towering over her. "We almost lost you. You put yourself into impossible situations. It's almost as if you have a death wish," "I put myself into impossible situations?!" she said incredulously, her emotions flared and she took a step forward, making him step back. "You can blame me for the Cybermen and the glacier, but London 1891 was your fault! I can't believe you, right now. You should be happy I am still alive. But you're blaming me for freeing myself. I'm sure you would've been able to if you had your sonic," she was fuming but that statement made her kick it down a notch.
"Speaking of which, where is your sonic?" Clara crossed her arms over her chest. The Doctor fidgeted and straightened his bowtie. "It's…um…uh…it's…well it's…somewhere…definitely somewhere," "Somewhere in the TARDIS?" Finn smirked. "Yes, somewhere in the TARDIS," he told the two women through clenched teeth. Finn giggled, her anger lost in the Doctor's flustering. "Again, speaking of which, where is the TARDIS?" Clara asked him. "We'll find it. It has to be here somewhere," he said twisting is head around the studio.
There were cameras, collecting dust from disuse. Wires and cables ran amuck, dusty and corroded. Finn walked over to one of the cables and gingerly touched it. "Hmm, corroded," she observed, "This… this cable hasn't been used for 50 years," she turned to the Doctor and Clara. "Someone or something brought us here… to a gamestation that hasn't been used for over 50 years. Why?" "I dunno? To kill us?" Clara answered "Why take innocent people though? Unless it was to cause something…" Finn looked around. "Like what?" Clara's eyes were wide. "I don't know, but we shouldn't stay here. Whatever brought us here won't be too happy I survived or their plan didn't work," "Only one problem. No TARDIS," The Doctor told her.
"Heh, Doctor, Doctor, Doctor…it's sad how oblivious you are," Finn pulled out her sonic screwdriver. "I installed an alarm. A sort of GPS. It picks up Huon Energy. The energy inside TARDISes. Wait, just a sec… and there," she held up the sonic screwdriver. It was pulsing a faint blue light and emitting a sort of sonar tone. "We're close, this way," she led them from the Last Level studio into a hallway. They continued down it, pulsing from her screwdriver growing louder. "There!" she yelled as she open a door, revealing a familiar blue box.
The Doctor stepped in front of Finn and took a key from his pocket. He opened the door and stepped inside. "Let's go home," he told Finn and Clara. The two of them stepped in and walked up to the console. He popped his head out into the hall. He had been on a station like this one many years ago with Rose and Jack. It was being controlled by Daleks. Many people had lost their lives trying help him stop them, and it had been Rose who saved the day. He couldn't put his finger on it, but there was a feeling here. Like the one all those years ago. Something was coming, something big and they better be ready.
He closed the TARDIS door and went over to the console, trying to shake the feeling away. "So," he spoke to Finn and Clara, "where to next, eh? China in 384 BC or maybe the alignment of the rings of Anacostia 11?" he started flipping switches, when Finn said, "Anywhere, just no more game shows," "Yeah, somewhere technology hasn't happened yet. No computers, internet, TV…" Clara added. The Doctor chuckled "That can be arranged," with those words he flicked the last switch and they jumped into the Time Vortex.
Hey, tell me what you think of this chapter. Stay tuned for Chapter 10: The Chronicle of Finn.