I am so sorry (times one million) that I haven't updated until now. My computer got a virus and I was really busy with school, but hopefully I will be able to keep updating, but if I end up having another moffat-like break then here is a pre-sorry. Sorry. (okay now I'm starting to sound like ten) I DONT OWN DOCTOR WHO.

Jessie caught her breath as Arthur looked about. They were in a dark storage room filled with large heavy-looking boxes. "W-where are we?". Arthur turned to face her, "I tried to track the Doctor with this thing," he waved the vortex manipulator at her, "I have no idea."

"So is The Doctor here, now?", she grasped the doorknob. He placed his hand on top of hers. "Not exactly. You see, according to the files, Vortex Manipulative travel is messy. You want to get to the right place at the right time. Combine that with trying to track someone as confusing as The Doctor, and you have the chance of destroying the entire universe, or ending up somewhere completely different."

"So why do it?"

"We have to find out more about The Doctor. I mean what do we know about him? Just rumors, if we're going to save him, we have to know what is going on."

"And going to a place where he isn't is going to help us do that?"

Arthur scratched his head, and paced the length of the small room, "He might be here. He might not be. All we know is that it has something to do with him. That's why we used the tracker. Anyway I'm just saying we have to be careful, okay? It could be the year two billion out there, on some planet with flesh-eating creatures in another galaxy."

"Got it. Can we go, now?" What was the point of going on an adventure, if you couldn't leave the room? "Fine, let's go. Just be careful, I don't want to lose you again."

Jessie shook her head as she opened the door. They walked into a large room with tall ceilings. There were large machines on the sides of the walls, but they were rusted into a standstill. Other than that, the room was deserted.

"Great!" she said sarcastically, "We've walked from one empty room to another. How are we going to find The Doctor like this?"

Arthur didn't respond. He stood off to the side of the room, bent over and closely inspecting one of the machines.

"Well anyway, what do you think is up with this place?" Jessie speculated aloud, "I wonder why the Doctor would visit here. I mean it doesn't look particularly special or anything. It just looks…like an abandoned factory."

Arthur shook his head, and straightened up, "Don't ever think something is abandoned based on a first look, Jess. Something's here. Something we've seen before", and with that he whipped out a gun from his back pocket.

"COME ON!" He shouted, "I HEARD YOU WHEN I WAS LOOKING AT THE MACHINE! C'MON! SHOW YOURSELF!"

No one appeared. Jessie looked at Arthur with a raised brow. Was he going crazy?

Arthur narrowed his eyes, practically seething with anger. "FINE. I'LL FIND YOU!"

He raised his gun to shoot the machine, "YOU KNOW WHAT'LL HAPPEN WHEN I SHOOT THIS! DO YOU REALLY WANT TO RISK IT?"

There was no answer.

"OKAY! FIVE…FOUR…THREE…TWO-"

A girl around Jessie's age came flying out of the storage closet, packing peanuts stuck in her hair. In one swift movement, she grabbed Arthur's gun, pulled out her own, and aimed them at the two of them, "Bad Idea!"

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