Vignette 21: Jamie McCrimmon, the Second Doctor, and the Third Doctor; part 5 of the current mini-arc. Also, with the sudden change in my schedule, it seems that I'll not be able to make daily updates to this series like I used to; I'll do my best, but these will likely be posted every 2-3 days. As much as I'd like to update this daily, I'd rather my readers get quality pieces less frequently than rushed ones daily.
Jamie let out an audible gulp of nervousness as he saw the look on his Doctor's face.
"I suggest you let me handle this," Sarah Jane's Doctor said.
"Are ye sure?"
"Oh, I'm certain he could possible loathe me any more than he already does," the taller Doctor replied, taking a step forward as Jamie's Doctor leaped down from the UNIT vehicle and ran up to him.
"So," the little Time Lord fumed. "It isn't enough that you had to use my recorder as part of your grand scheme to defeat Omega!? Now you've absconded with Jamie, as well!? Just what did you intend to do!?"
"Let me put your mind at ease by saying that I have no intentions of sacrificing him to the Great Intelligence," Sarah Jane's Doctor intoned.
Jamie's Doctor responded with a frustrated snarl.
"Let me tell you just one thing, you insufferable dandy—" he began.
"Doctor!" Jamie exclaimed.
The both of them looked to the Scot, and he looked to the both of them before turning to his Doctor.
"There is nae time for this!" he said. "The Yeti will be here soon—and even if they weren't… Why do ye hate him so much?" His expression softened. "Why do ye hate yourself so much?"
His Doctor looked to him, his expression softening, as well, though his glare became slightly sharper as he looked once again to his third counterpart.
Sarah Jane now spoke up.
"The Yeti!" she exclaimed. "I can see them!"
The Brigadier now indicated for everyone to follow Benton to the hiding place. He had been just as surprised as the Doctors themselves that Jamie had been able to stop what had seemed to be an inevitable fight.
Even now, as the Scot sat between both Doctors, the two counterparts were no longer glaring at each other. Not even Jo Grant, with all of her charm, had been able to stop the two of them from arguing. And yet, with one plea—one question—the Scot had been able to make them act civilly towards each other.
Then again, the Brigadier had to admit that even when he had first known the Doctor, when Jamie was traveling with him, the otherworldly man had always found time to listen to the piper, whom he clearly cared for very much; and the piper, in turn, looked up to the Doctor with the same amount of concern.
…Perhaps the piper's absence had been the reason for the Doctor's initial irritability upon changing. The taller Doctor had tried the Brigadier's patience multiple times—but even the simple mention of Jamie never failed to bring out his softer side.
And as for Jamie, the Scot seemed to take the quirks of both Doctors in stride; he certainly had far more patience for dealing with them than the Brigadier had.
…Where he found that inner strength from, the Brigadier would never know. But seeing how Jamie had brought peace to one impending disaster, he was certainly grateful for it.