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Chapter 11
The Doctor's Pact With The Detective
At the north-west sewer at 6:30 A. M, Jene and the Detective were standing guard, and Jene said, "I don't know why you have been acting so odd, lately. It has certainly been worse than normal, but if you don't want to talk to me, talk to the Doctor." "I can't! Not today. I can't get close enough, at present," the Detective said. "Close enough? You nearly sent him away, yesterday," Jene said. "When dealing with someone who gets a lot of action and adventure, the best way to get closer to him, is to not be timid, but to be fierce. In other words, be his enemy, his equal, his annoyance," the Detective said. "That's not logical, you know," Jene said. "But it is working! Look behind you!" the Detective said. As Jene turned around, her eyes rested on the Doctor. "How long have you been standing there?" Jene asked. "Nearly an hour," the Detective said. "I'll go find Cherry!" Jene said, "I'd like to find her myself!" The Detective had opened her mouth to speak, but Jene silenced her, and the Detective shut her mouth. Jene left to find Cherry.
The Detective said, "Come in!" The Doctor walked up to the Detective, and said, "You know how this battle is going to end, don't you?" "Yes, I do! You are fortunate you only carry one curse. I carry two!" the Detective said. "The prophesy curse?" the Doctor asked. "Correct! It can predict anything. And I do mean anything," the Detective said, "Including parallel Universes." "You know who is going to die, don't you?" the Doctor asked. "Yes, I do! It will be one of us, but I will not say which of us," the detective said, very calmly. "You don't seem worried," the doctor said. "No! I'm not!" the detective said, turning her back to the stone corner behind her. "Yet, your cards showed the death card," the Doctor said. "I can't change the cards. That is one curse I'm grateful I didn't inherit. The cards can change in a fraction of a second. You of all people know that," the Detective said. "There is something rather bizarre about someone, who knows they will die, and yet are as fearless, as you are," the Doctor said. "Perhaps death is just another way of life on the other side of the door, Time-Lord," the Detective said. "You only see into the future? Is that correct?" the Doctor asked. "Yes! I see nothing from the past, which I haven't already seen," the Detective said. "Then how exactly did you discover that I am a Time-Lord?" the Doctor asked. "That question should wait... wait for another time, cutie," the Detective said. The Detective unlatched a locket, from underneath her hair, which was medium length and said, "Take this! It is a couple of photos of my parents, when they were traveling. do not open it, until you return to Earth. Will you promise me that you will only open it then?" The Doctor looked at her for a moment, and said, "I promise! I give you my word!" "I'm holding you to that promise," the Detective said. The Doctor nodded, as he accepted the locket. "Remember, Earth!" the Detective said. The locket heated up for a moment, and the Detective left the locket in the Doctor's hand. "In the event of my death, will you take Jene home? The detective asked. "If you will do the same for Cherry!" the Doctor replied. "Agreed!" the Detective said. as she shook the Doctor's hand. "One question! Were you born on Earth?" the Doctor asked. "No, I wasn't! My birth-planet was destroyed, when I was nine!" the Detective said. "What happened?" the Doctor asked. "Ask me after the battle," the Detective said.