"Thank you. That's absolutely fantastic. I'll make sure to pass on the message as soon as she gets home." Hanna grinned down the phone, hearing the front door of their shared flat close and announce the arrival of Clara. "Yep, we'll see you soon." She hung up before looking towards her friend.
"What was all that about?" Clara asked, dumping the shopping bags she was holding down in the kitchen.
"As of now we are both full time employees at Coal Hill." Hanna replied, going over to help put the shopping away.
"Awesome. I was starting to wonder how we were going to keep paying for our groceries. I'm not in the mood for shoplifting."
"No, me neither," Hanna laughed, "Once we've got this away I've got one short meeting that I need to set up so that we've got our backs covered for when the Doctor comes back for us and then we're all set."
"What are you going to say, 'sorry but at some point – can't tell you when – but at some point a strange man in a blue box is going to turn up out of nowhere and we're going to have to leave'?" Clara asked jokingly, leaning around the fridge door.
Hanna had her back to her, putting boxes onto a shelf in the cupboard, "Um... yeah pretty much exactly that. The Chair of Governors has a history with the Doctor so I'm sure he'll understand."
"Are you serious?"
"Absolutely. I would know the name 'Ian Chesterton' anywhere. Particularly here."
"Ian Chesterton? He travelled with the Doctor?"
"Yeah. Surely you sort of remember him? Middle aged bloke. He was a science teacher at Coal Hill when he met the Doctor." Hanna finished what she was doing and turned to grin at her, "He's a great bloke."
"I only really saw the Doctor though."
"He was with various companions a lot of the time."
"Yeah but there were a lot of names. And I didn't see any of them other than random snippets that didn't make much sense."
"He threw an Aztec off a pyramid."
"Seriously? He's a science teacher and threw an Aztec off a pyramid?"
Hanna sighed, "Clara, when it comes to the Doctor's most awesome companions I am always serious." She smiled at her, "Right, are we done here?" She looked around the kitchen before grabbing the phone, "I'll just give him a ring. I don't have his number but I'm sure that once he knows it's about the Doctor he'll want to talk to me."
"You've got a lot of faith in someone you've never met." Clara pointed out, leaning on the counter.
"I may have never met him but that doesn't mean that I don't know him. I've watched and listened to most of his adventures with the Doctor. I doubt he'd pass up the chance to find out what happened to the strange old man he met." She read a number off a scrap of paper and dialled it, chewing her lip as she waited for an answer, "Ah, hello. My name's Rosehanna MacKay and I'd like to have a meeting with Mr Chesterton. Today." She rolled her eyes and gestured someone talking at Clara, "Yes, I understand that he's very busy but I'm sure he'll want to talk to me. Will you please pass on a message for me and then let me know what he says as soon as possible?" A brief pause as the person on the other end spoke again, "I want you to tell him that I need to talk to him about an old man he met several years ago while he was investigating a mysterious blue box in the junk yard. I know it doesn't make sense to you but it will to him. I want to see him today or if not then tomorrow morning. Great. Thank you. Bye." Hanna grinned and hung up.
Clara looked at her, "And now we wait?" She questioned.
"And now we wait." Hanna agreed, getting an ice cream out of the freezer and going to sit down on the sofa.
"Where's Sean?" Clara asked as she joined her.
"Gone home for reading week. He should be back in a couple of days. He did tell us. And leave a note on the fridge saying we would have to feed ourselves for a few days while he's with his family."
"Oh yeah, I remember. Well I remembered that we would have to feed ourselves. Not exactly where he went."
Hanna laughed and dug into her ice cream. "Now that's sorted, hush. There's rubbish on the TV and I am absolutely desperate to watch it!"
They didn't have to wait much longer to hear back from the governors of Coal Hill. Within an hour Hanna had received a phone call saying that Mr Chesterton would be 'delighted' to meet with her and they had arranged a time. She barely had time to get changed before she had to leave, catching a bus into town and then walking to where they had arranged to meet. She looked around as she entered the building, told the person behind the desk who she was looking for and had been directed to the right place. Knocking on the door she stepped inside, trying not to look too eager or excited.
A voice from inside told her to enter and she pushed the door open. A man was standing with her back to the door, examining a bookcase and pulled a book from the shelves before turning to face her and smiling, "Miss MacKay I presume?" Unlike what Sarah Jane had heard the man before her had certainly aged but probably not at the rate that would have been expected. He definitely looked older. He did not, however, look getting on for 90.
Hanna grinned, "Please, call me Hanna. I've heard all about you, Mr Chesterton. Or was is Chatterton? Perhaps Chesterfield?"
"Well I don't know if you can believe most of what he says." He said pointedly, sitting down at his desk with the book in front of him. "I take it that you're the latest employee at Coal Hill? And that the first thing you did was insist on talking to me about a certain curiosity in a junk yard?"
"Yes. Well, first thing I really want to say is that I think you're amazing. Everything I've heard about you is brilliant. I mean completely brilliant. You... You're Ian Chesterton! I never thought I'd ever get to be able to meet you!"
"Why thank you for the praise. But why are you here?"
"Well, the thing is we got the jobs at Coal Hill because He will be coming back for us at some point. And I have certain knowledge about His future so know that we're working at Coal Hill when he comes back to Earth. It's really complicated."
"Well give it a try explaining things to me." He smiled at her.
"Well you see..." she swallowed, "I come from a parallel universe. And in that universe the Doctor is the title character of a television program. And it started with you and Barbara following Susan to the junk yard in Totter's Lane and meeting him." She hesitated, "I don't know how I ended up here but to me this is the past. Episodes that I have already seen so I know a certain amount of his future."
"You're right, that is complicated." He agreed, "So you wanted to see me because...?"
"Because I know that at some point while we're working here – that is Clara Oswald and I – we will get a phone call from him saying that he's back on Earth and telling us an address so that we can find him. I just don't know when it's going to be. I also know that Clara will be coming back afterwards, I don't know when but she will. I'm going to try to stay with him though. As much as working at Coal Hill is an amazing privilege I'm not going to pass up the chance for more travelling in Time and Space for it."
He nodded, "All right. Is that all, Miss MacKay?"
She swallowed, "Yeah. Other than saying that you're completely amazing. I mean, you threw a guy off a pyramid! That is thought of as one of the greatest moments in the show ever! Oh, and please call me Hanna."
"It's not exactly something I'm proud of though." He smiled slightly at her, "And at least in times like this when we're talking about the Doctor it would probably be best if you just called me Ian." He thought for a moment, "Does he ever talk about me?"
"He's mentioned all his companions once or twice." She replied honestly. She had spoken to the Doctor about his past companions but not ever when he had started the conversation.
He nodded slightly, "Those were some of the best and maddest times of my life."
"I'm sure." She smiled at him, "It's been an absolute honour to meet you."
He stood up and reached to shake her hand, "And a pleasure to meet you. While you're at Coal Hill, perhaps take a look at our school motto. I believe you in particular will appreciate its meaning." He replied, letting go of her hand and watching as she left the room before sitting in his chair again and shaking his head slightly.
"Hello Coal Hill School, how can I help?" Hanna must have answered the phone the same way hundreds of times over the past few months but every time she did she could feel her hopes raise every time that the response would be the one that she was expecting. She knew it would happen soon but she just didn't know when.
"Rosehanna MacKay, just the voice I wanted to hear!" The Doctor's voice filled her ears and her heart leapt in excitement. "I was worried I'd end up talking to a boring office worker. You know, one of those that actually enjoy their boring jobs and end up being boring."
"I like my job, Doctor. And I'm not boring." She grinned, "It's good to hear from you. You found us then?"
"Well it's not like it was very difficult. I mean come on, Coal Hill, you might as well have put a massive sign over your head's saying 'Doctor here we are.'"
"Well that was the plan! Plus the chair of governors is an old friend of yours. Made it easier to explain that one day Clara and I might just vanish because we've received a phone call."
"You know why I've called you then?"
"Yep. You're back on Earth and you've parked the TARDIS in a field somewhere. Probably not the best decision you could have made if I'm being honest with you but that's what you've done. What's the address?" She laughed softly and scribbled down the address that he told her, "Right. Well it's almost the end of the day and I should probably call Mr Chesterton and let him know that we'll be leaving and don't know how long for. He'll understand, I'm sure."
"Are you sure that's a good idea?"
She raised one eyebrow, "Doctor, do you really not remember the name? I'm sure Ian Chesterton will completely understand why I have to go and see someone about a mysterious blue box."
"Oh!" He exclaimed, realising who she meant, "How is he these days?"
"He's pretty good. Aged almost as well as you." She laughed, "I'll see you soon." She hung up before he could draw her into conversation and glanced around the office before pulling a bright blue notebook out of her bag and flicking through it until she found the page she wanted. Sticking her tongue out of the corner of her mouth slightly in concentration she dialled the number and waited to be connected. "Ah, Ian. How are you, Sir?"
"Miss MacKay. I hope you have a good reason for calling my personal line." The voice on the other end chided gently, "I am rather busy you know."
"Yes, I know Sir. But I just thought I'd let you know that he's here."
"I see. So you and Miss Oswald will be leaving us at the end of the day, then?"
"That seems to be the case, yes. You know what he's like about getting people back to where and when they should be."
"Ruddy awful. It's been a pleasure to know you."
Hanna smiled, "And you, Sir. It has been an absolute honour. Goodbye, Sir."
"Goodbye Rosehanna." She could hear the smile in his voice before the phone went dead.
Hanna sighed and got to her feet, looking around the room, "Well, it's been a pleasure to know you all but I'm afraid I must dash." She waved slightly before picking up her things from the desk, snatching up the note with the address and fetching her coat from the rack. Without even a glance back she strode purposefully from the room and down the corridor to Clara's classroom. With any luck she would be rounding up the end of the lesson and they'd be able to leave as soon as the bell went. She knocked on the door and poked her head around, "Clara. A message for you."
"What is it Hanna, I'm kind of busy." Clara turned and smiled at her friend.
"Well I've just had the Doctor on the phone." Hanna grinned, opening the door properly and leaning on the door frame.
"Do you have an address?" Clara asked, glancing at her class.
"Right here." Hanna held up the note to show her, "I told him we wouldn't be long and I've already sorted things with Ian. I'll meet you outside." She left the room and walked down the corridor, moving quickly down the steps outside the main entrance and leaning against Clara's bike to wait for her. She didn't have to wait long. Almost as soon as the bell went to signal the end of the day she saw Clara running down the stairs, talking them almost two at a time.
"What's the address?" She asked, taking the note that Hanna passed her and reading it quickly, "Any idea where that is?"
"Sort of. I know it's pretty much a field in the middle of nowhere."
"Not the best idea."
"That's what I told him." Hanna grinned, securing her helmet, "Shall we?"
Clara just grinned and secured her helmet onto her head in response, getting onto the bike and waiting for Hanna to join her.
It wasn't long before the pair of them were roaring down the country roads towards where the Doctor had told them he'd parked the TARDIS. Clara hit the horn as soon as the familiar blue box came into sight and Hanna let out a whoop of laughter as the door opened and the motorbike skidded to a halt in the middle of the console room. Turning towards the Doctor, Hanna snapped her fingers to close the doors before taking off her helmet and shaking out her short, deep red hair.
"Fancy a week in Ancient Mesopotamia?" The Doctor asked from where he was sitting with his back to the console, snapping shut the book he had been reading and turning to face them. "Followed by future Mars?" He got to his feet.
"Well there be cocktails?" Clara responded, her motorbike helmet now currently being held under one arm.
"On the moon." He replied.
"Boring!" Hanna injected, "We've been to the moon before."
Clara looked over at Hanna, "The moon will do."
All three of them grinned in unison before their laughter echoed around the console room and they drew each other into a slightly awkward three way hug. Which was followed quite quickly with individual hugs from the Doctor, the Time Lord spinning each of them round in circles while still laughing. "How's the new job?" He asked as he dropped Clara. "Teach you anything good?"
"No." She shrugged slightly, "Learn anything?"
"Nothing." He smiled, glancing at Hanna, "And Mr Chesterton?"
She grinned, now perched on one of the railings, "Perfectly happy to let us go. He sends you his regards." She jumped off the railings and the three of them high fived. At that moment an alert came up on all the screens, the TARDIS shaking slightly. Hanna's eyes lit up in absolute delight.
"What's happening?" Clara asked, her and the Doctor both looking upwards and around the TARDIS.
"Whoa, we're taking off. But the engines aren't going." The Doctor was confused, "Hanna, any ideas?" By now he was used to the Scottish girl having more idea on what was going on than he did in certain situations. Particularly considering that right now she was checking her phone and grinning instead of being in any way worried.
"Oh." She looked up at him, "UNIT. Kate saw the TARDIS in the field and presumed you'd wandered off somewhere. And she needs your help. You might want to give her a ring. Day of the Doctor, by the way."
"But..." He turned and ran to the doors, opening it and grabbed the phone. Gripping the door frame he dialled the number of Kate's personal phone and waited. "Ka-No wait no. Who is this?" He looked into the console room in confusion, to which Hanna just raised her eyebrows. "Look, I'm the Doctor and I need to talk to Kate Stewart right now- whoa!" The TARDIS lurched and he doubled his grip on the door. He waited impatiently as the woman on the other end started to hyperventilate slightly, "Look, just breathe! And let me talk to Kate!" He looked up at the helicopter above them as he waited for her to run out and find Kate.
"Doctor, hello? We found the TARDIS in a field, I'm having it brought in." Finally the voice he wanted to hear.
"No kidding!" The Doctor shouted, his gaze on the helicopter that the TARDIS was dangling from and then looking down at the ground far below.
"Where are you?" Kate's question made him sigh slightly and hold the phone up so she could hear the whirring blades of the 'copter. "Oh My God. Oh Doctor I'm so sorry. We had no idea you were still in there."
Hanna was pretty much mouthing along to what she knew Kate was saying, still sitting perched on the railings. She had her phone in one hand and was gripping the metal rail tightly with the other.
"This one you know?" Clara asked her, only getting a brief nod in reply. Hanna didn't seem to care about what was going on around them, far more interested in what she was doing on her phone.
In fact she didn't look up at all until the Doctor suddenly yelled in shock. "Doctor!" She shouted at the exact same time as Clara, jumping off the rail and running over to the door. All she could see was the Doctor's feet as he dangled upside down from the open doors. She looked around outside, knowing they were almost there but hoping it could happen a little faster. Before the Doctor ended up accidentally plummeting to his death. While she gripped one of his legs she grabbed the other, helping to hold him at least sort of inside the flying police box. He moved and his legs slipped from their grasp. Clara yelped and tried to grab him while Hanna just grabbed the door frame and stuck her head out, grinning at him upside down as she saw that he had managed to get a hold on the underside of the TARDIS.
"Having fun there?" She laughed.
"Oh very funny!" He replied, "I will have to have a good talking to Kate Lethbridge-Stewart about this!"
She laughed harder, "Well just hang around here for a while! We'll be landing soon!" She called into the wind before her head disappeared back inside the TARDIS.
"Oh, Ha Ha!" He called back.
She looked over at Clara, the pair of them standing on the doorway and watching London beneath them. "This is the titles sequence." She explained, despite Clara not asking, "Needed to start the anniversary special with a bang."
"Anniversary?" Clara folded her arms and looked at her.
"Yep. This was an episode that was broadcast for the 50th Anniversary of Doctor Who. To the day. Not the time though. But the day was good enough." She grinned at her, "It was simulcast all over the world and it was in 3D in cinemas."
Nodding, Clara looked back over across London, "Sounds epic."
"It was." Hanna agreed, "Oooo, we're almost there!"
Hanna and Clara watched as the helicopter brought them close to the ground and the Doctor dropped down and saluted towards Kate because questioning himself and stepping forward to talk to her. Clara jumped lightly to the ground and went over to stand beside the Doctor while Hanna let out a small squeak of excitement.
"Stay there!" Hanna called, holding out one hand, "I'll be right back!" She yelped and stumbled as the claw holding onto the TARDIS was released and the blue box dropped the last few inches to the ground. Then she ran inside and over the sound of the whirring helicopter blades they could hear her crashing about and swearing.
"I'm acting on instructions direct from the thr- wait, is she all right?" Kate broke off what she was saying.
"Oh... probably." He replied. "Now, your instructions."
Kate turned her attention back to the Doctor, taking the envelope from Osgood and passing it over to the Doctor, explaining about Queen Elizabeth's credentials.
"Hey! Hold on!" Hanna shouted from the TARDIS, "AHA! Gotcha!" She emerged from the depths of the blue box a few moments later, a long multicoloured scarf looped around her neck.
"Oh... My..." Osgood's eyes widened and her jaw went slack, staring at her, "Is that the..."
"Yep," Hanna grinned widely, "The original, as worn by the man himself."
"That is so cool! Can I...?"
Hanna laughed and glanced at the Doctor before nodding, holding out some of the scarf.
Osgood buried her hands into a section of the long woollen object, "This is genuinely amazing. I mean I had hoped that one day I'd be able to meet him but... this is the actual scarf! The-The one he wore...!"
"Inhaler." Kate interjected, "And we do have a job to do."
Osgood took a puff on her inhaler, "Right. Yes. Let's go." She stuck close to Hanna, "What else have you seen?"
"Oh all sorts." Hanna grinned, "Some of the most brilliant and amazing things. Things that most people could scarcely even imagine. Monsters and aliens. Sentient suns and Weeping Angels the size of the Statue of Liberty. And I'm nowhere near done yet. Oh! And I almost forgot the most important thing," She leaned in and lowered her voice as they climbed the stairs, "Long scarves can be excellent for defence. It could even save your life." She grinned wider and laughed at the look of fear that flashed across Osgood's face. "Come on, let's catch up with the others."
As they walked through the gallery Hanna jogged a few steps to catch up with the Doctor and Clara.
"Unified Intelligence Taskforce." Hanna caught up in time to catch the Doctor telling Clara what UNIT was.
"What?" Clara asked, neither she nor the Doctor noticing Hanna's arrival.
"This lot. UNIT. They investigate aliens. Anything alien."
"What like you?"
"I work for them." The hint of pride in the Doctor's voice made Hanna giggle.
"You have a job?" Clara asked incredulously, looking towards Hanna for confirmation.
"Why wouldn't I have a job. I'd be brilliant at having a job."
"You don't have a job."
"I do, this is my job. I'm doing it now!"
"You did have a job." Hanna pushed forwards so that she was walking between them. "This used to be your job. Now it's her job." She gestured back with her head towards Kate. "Also, this lot used to be the United Nations Intelligence Taskforce. And yes, I have asked why the changed the name. Something to do with making sure everyone's included and it's more politically correct. All that kind of mumbo-jumbo."
"I do have a job. I do." The Doctor continued to protest over Hanna's ramblings as they reached the covered painting.
"I'm more inclined to believe Hanna." Clara said, her voice dropping as all three of them looked at the shroud on the picture. Only Hanna herself knowing what they would see beneath it.
"Elizabeth's credentials, Doctor." Kate said from somewhere to their left as the shroud was pulled away but all attention was on the painting.
Clara was the first one to say anything, "But... But that's not possible..."
"No More..." The Doctor said quietly and only Hanna knew the full implications of his words. Only she knew what he was remembering as he stared at the picture.
"That's the title." Kate attempted to fill them in on the details.
"Yes I know the title." The Doctor's voice was soft but filled with a simmering anger.
"Also known as Gallifrey Falls..." Hanna cut in before Kate could, "I like that title better... feels more like it could have potential. Hidden meanings. 'No More' is very doom and gloom." She looked around at the others, "Nope? Just me? Okay..."
"It doesn't belong here. Not in this time or place." The others were all too preoccupied with the painting in front of them to realise the implications that her words could take.
"Obviously..." Clara breathed, her gaze still fixed on the picture.
"It's the fall of Arcadia, Gallifrey's second city..." The Doctor said, almost to himself but it helped to clarify to the others why it mattered so much.
"But... How is it doing that? How is that possible?" Clara's confusion and not understanding the true enormity of what had happened made Hanna grin. Clara looked at the Doctor and then back at the picture, "It's an oil painting..." She stepped forward and reached out to touch the picture's surface, "In 3D..."
"Time Lord art... Bigger on the Inside, a slice of real time... frozen." The Doctor's voice was quiet but every word he spoke hung in the air around them. The strange tension in the room almost palpable.
"Elizabeth told us where to find it. And it's significance." Kate said, watching the group of time travellers as the Doctor reached out and took both Clara and Hanna's hands.
"Well she shouldn't have done. You didn't need to know." Hanna said, looking over at the Scientific Advisor. "It wasn't her place to tell you anything about it. Only the Doctor has that right."
"You okay?" Clara asked the Doctor softly.
"He was there..." Was the Time Lord's only response, only half aware of his surroundings as he remembered the things that he wished he didn't have to.
"Who was?"
"Me. The other me. The one I don't talk about."
"I don't understand."
Part of Hanna wanted to hit Clara for not shutting up but she stayed where she was, squeezing the Doctor's hand slightly.
"I've had many faces, many lives. I don't admit to all of them, there's one life I've tried very hard to forget." His sombre gaze was still locked on the painting in front of them. "He was the Doctor who fought in the Time War and That was the day he did it. The day I did it. The day he killed them all. The last day of the Time War. The War to end all wars. Between my people and the Daleks. And in that battle was a man with more blood on his hands than any other. A man who would commit a crime that would silence the universe. And that man was me."
Hanna squeezed the Doctor's hand tighter and pressed lightly against him, trying to comfort the man without using words. She knew the grief and conflict that was going through his head as he kept looking at the painting of that terrible last day. All the Time Lord who died that day. The children destroyed in that single moment.
She didn't know how long they stood there, no one daring to break the quiet as Clara and Hanna both silently tried to comfort the Doctor. It could have been a second, it could have been an hour.
"But the Time War's over. Why have you brought us here to look at a painting?"
Clara was the first one to break the silence and Hanna felt like something massive had lifted from all of them. She was now aware once more of the rustle of clothing as people around them moved slightly and the faint hum of the air conditioner. "It's not a painting..." She muttered under her breath, her words completely overshadowed by Kate's explanation of the painting being Elizabeth's credentials and not their real reason for being there.
Clara, the Doctor and Hanna exchanged glances before the Doctor released their hands and drew out the letter from Elizabeth, cracking open the wax seal and starting to read it. Hanna and Clara both leaned in slightly so they could read it over his shoulder. Hanna grinned as she kept reading, knowing where they were going and what was going on.
The Doctor turned to Kate, "What happened?" He asked quietly.
"Easier to show you," She replied before turning and walking away through a door.
The Doctor, Clara and Hanna turned to follow at which point Hanna caught sight of the UNIT Scientist and grinned, going over to him, "Hey." She said quietly so no one else could hear, "Bet you're pleased he called you." She winked before following the Doctor and Clara out of the door just as the man's phone started to ring.
She was almost bouncing with excitement as they reached the entrance to the Under Gallery, turning to watch the entranceway being sealed and grinning wider at the others, "What? So I'm not allowed to be excited to be somewhere like this? I mean I know it's dangerous and all but it's so cool!"
They turned and caught sight of the large painting on the far wall, the painting of Queen Elizabeth I and the Tenth Doctor.
"You knew her then?" Clara asked, looking curiously at the painting.
"A long, long time ago..." The Doctor replied, slightly ominously.
"Awesome flashback time!" Hanna exclaimed, gaining strange looks from all of them. "Sorry... but it is!"
"Right... uh..." The Doctor tried to find a way to draw the limelight away from Hanna so that she wouldn't have to answer any awkward questions about her frequent and random outbursts, "Yeah she does that a lot. Don't worry about it. The uh... Under Gallery?"
Kate looked at Hanna before nodding and going over to the large painting, "This way." She pressed a secret opening mechanism on the side of the frame and pulled the painting forwards, revealing the entrance. "Welcome to the Under Gallery. This is where Elizabeth I kept all art deemed too dangerous for public consumption." As they walked into the gallery the lights turned on automatically, revealing several figures covered in long white cloths. Hanna walked beside the Doctor, watching him as he became fascinated by the dust under their feet.
He stopped and scooped up a handful of the dust, watching as it ran through his fingers, "Stone dust..."
"Is it important?" Kate turned back to look at him curiously.
"In twelve hundred years I've never stepped in anything that wasn't." He stood up, turning to look at Osgood, "Oi! You!" He pointed at her, "Are you science-y?"
"Oh... Um..." She stepped into the gallery to join them, "Yes."
"Got a name?"
She nodded, "Yes."
"Good, I've always wanted to meet someone called 'Yes'. Now, I want this stone dust analysed. And I want a report in triplicate with lots of graphs and diagrams and complicated sums." He was getting excited at the thought of the report he might receive, "On my desk tomorrow morning. ASAP. Pronto. L-O-L. See, job." He added to Clara before pointing in Kate's direction, "Do I have a desk?"
"N-No." She replied, looking slightly overwhelmed already.
"And I want a desk." He turned back to Osgood.
"Get a team, analyse the stone dust." Kate instructed, recovering her composure before turning and walking away. The Doctor lingered for a moment before following.
Hanna took his arm before he could walk away completely, "Her name is Osgood. Not Yes."
"Oh you're no fun." He smiled slightly at her before leaving the room.
Hanna turned her attention to Osgood herself as Kate shouted 'inhaler' over her shoulder and the other girl took a puff on it.
"Hey," Hanna smiled, "Be careful okay, keep an eye on the statues and remember what I said about the scarf. Oh..." She thought of something else as she started to turn away and looked back over her shoulder, "And don't blink." With that she was off, running slightly to catch up with the others.
Author's Note: Well here we are. Back to episodes and what a way to start! Also, completely by accident this chapter happens to coincide with the 10th anniversary of New Who! So happy birthday to Doctor Who, twice!
Question time!
1) Are you normally early, late, or on time? (ignoring the Doctor's driving) - A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to
2) How far can you go east before you end up in the west? - Are we talking the world or the universe? About 3/4 of the way.
3) At the cinema which arm rest is yours? - My left. And right. ALL OF THEM MAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. But really, the left.