Disclaimer- okay, I don't own any of the characters, the BBC does. But I own the name of Tegan
( as I was named after Janet Fielding's character)!
Foresight
Tegan sighed resignedly as the Doctor made his way back to the console room. Another of
the Doctor's remarks she couldn't answer back to. It seemed that since Nyssa left he was full of
them- or maybe she just noticed them more now she didn't have Nyssa to talk to. Only one thing
could make this tedious day worse...
"Not sighing over the Doctor again are we, Tegan?"
Tegan gritted her teeth. Trust him to turn up just when she didn't want him anywhere near him.
She turned round to face his smug face, and felt like she wanted to hit it- not for the first
time.
"No, actually, Turlough. Anyway, I was taught it was rude to spy on people." She retorted
haughtily. That'll teach him.
"And I always thought you could only spy on them if they didn't know you were there.
Our conflicting views meet again."
He replied as smoothly as ever, the annoying air of confidence running through his refined voice.
Tegan bristled at the obvious insult, but by now she'd learnt to control her anger. Just about...
A loud explosion put an end to their childish squabble. After a fleeting glance at each other's
concerned faces, both ran back towards the console room- the only place where the explosion
could have happened.
As Tegan skidded on her shoes through the open door to the console room, she knew
something was seriously wrong. The lighting in the console room had dimmed to a soft glow, and
the Doctor was running round the console flicking switches and fiddling with dials, mumbling to
himself as he went.
"It's not the chameleon circuit, that went years ago. It could be the.. no, it's not the
time element. So what's going on.... oh Tegan, didn't see you there."
Tegan ran a nervous hand through her short hair. If a vital piece of the TARDIS had blown
up, it wouldn't be the first time. She advanced with some disguised caution to where the
Doctor's feet were protruding from underneath the console. She was too scared to stop herself
from asking the obvious.
"What's going on?"
The Doctor sighed- and Tegan could guess what he was going to say next.
"Ah- I'd hoped you could tell me."
He straightened himself up as Turlough burst into the room. Nerves took over Tegan's
sense of rationality.
"Where have you been? You know more of this stuff than I do, yet I'm the one here first!
Not ideal, is it?"
"It's really not Turlough's fault, Tegan," the Doctor interjected. "I'm sure he has a
perfectly good explanation, don't you, Turlough?"
The look on Turlough's face not only answered the Doctor's question, but also put all
ideas of sabotage by Turlough from Tegan's mind. He was evidently breathless, his face flushed
red. He could barely speak.
"Nyssa's room... mirror portal... trouble.."
He fell against the doorway to catch his breath as the Doctor rushed past him towards
Nyssa's old room, Tegan not far behind. On her way out, she grabbed his blazer.
"Come on, you."
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Good so far? If you like it, go on to chapter two to discover what new trouble is aboard the
TARDIS
( as I was named after Janet Fielding's character)!
Foresight
Tegan sighed resignedly as the Doctor made his way back to the console room. Another of
the Doctor's remarks she couldn't answer back to. It seemed that since Nyssa left he was full of
them- or maybe she just noticed them more now she didn't have Nyssa to talk to. Only one thing
could make this tedious day worse...
"Not sighing over the Doctor again are we, Tegan?"
Tegan gritted her teeth. Trust him to turn up just when she didn't want him anywhere near him.
She turned round to face his smug face, and felt like she wanted to hit it- not for the first
time.
"No, actually, Turlough. Anyway, I was taught it was rude to spy on people." She retorted
haughtily. That'll teach him.
"And I always thought you could only spy on them if they didn't know you were there.
Our conflicting views meet again."
He replied as smoothly as ever, the annoying air of confidence running through his refined voice.
Tegan bristled at the obvious insult, but by now she'd learnt to control her anger. Just about...
A loud explosion put an end to their childish squabble. After a fleeting glance at each other's
concerned faces, both ran back towards the console room- the only place where the explosion
could have happened.
As Tegan skidded on her shoes through the open door to the console room, she knew
something was seriously wrong. The lighting in the console room had dimmed to a soft glow, and
the Doctor was running round the console flicking switches and fiddling with dials, mumbling to
himself as he went.
"It's not the chameleon circuit, that went years ago. It could be the.. no, it's not the
time element. So what's going on.... oh Tegan, didn't see you there."
Tegan ran a nervous hand through her short hair. If a vital piece of the TARDIS had blown
up, it wouldn't be the first time. She advanced with some disguised caution to where the
Doctor's feet were protruding from underneath the console. She was too scared to stop herself
from asking the obvious.
"What's going on?"
The Doctor sighed- and Tegan could guess what he was going to say next.
"Ah- I'd hoped you could tell me."
He straightened himself up as Turlough burst into the room. Nerves took over Tegan's
sense of rationality.
"Where have you been? You know more of this stuff than I do, yet I'm the one here first!
Not ideal, is it?"
"It's really not Turlough's fault, Tegan," the Doctor interjected. "I'm sure he has a
perfectly good explanation, don't you, Turlough?"
The look on Turlough's face not only answered the Doctor's question, but also put all
ideas of sabotage by Turlough from Tegan's mind. He was evidently breathless, his face flushed
red. He could barely speak.
"Nyssa's room... mirror portal... trouble.."
He fell against the doorway to catch his breath as the Doctor rushed past him towards
Nyssa's old room, Tegan not far behind. On her way out, she grabbed his blazer.
"Come on, you."
__________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Good so far? If you like it, go on to chapter two to discover what new trouble is aboard the
TARDIS