Chapter 3 – There's a Shnake In Mah Boot –
The sun shone down through the railings above, casting a lined silhouette onto the clay red wall, some of the bricks chipped with wear and tear. A newspaper, a battered copy of the Dallas Observe, stained slightly yellow, danced out of the steps leading down to a basement, and landed on the floor. All was quiet for a few seconds, but suddenly a little tiny pinprick of light appeared, and a familiar "whurrrrrn" churning noise screeched out of nowhere, and the paper fluttered off again, flying a few metres again. It faded again, only to return, much stronger, and repeated this pattern, getting stronger and stronger again, as the TARDIS materialised into Texas. As it finally looked solid enough that your hand would not pass through, the noise died down, and the light dimmed off, all was quite again.
Slowly opening the door, Rose looked cautiously, trying not to be caught of guard in case the Doctor had indeed tricked her again, even if the last time had been unintentional. However, from what she saw, and from the wave of heat that suddenly hit her as she poked her head out, yes, this did indeed seem to be Texas. She decided she would venture out further into what seemed to be an alien place to her, as even 5 million years in the future, or even Satellite 5, but she somehow knew that this was Texas, not on some distant space station.
"Happy now?" he chuckled as he came up behind her, swinging the door open, and also getting hit by the blast of air, and he blinked almost in surprise.
She looked at his bemused expression, and had to laugh "Yeah, I think you got it right this time. She looked down the street, to see a few couples passing by, and a police officer. She wondered if they had come in time, or had they come a few days later. Either way, she was determined to get to the bottom of this, and it was this determination that had saved both herself and the doctor at times. She would not accept another of the doctors "I'll explain later" or "You don't really need to know" She was fed up of being just an "assistant." Now was the time to prove she knew how to handle herself.
"Well look, how about we just go have a wander around? I'm sure we have plenty of time for me to find what I'm looking for" she told him, and he just smiled, and waved his hand slightly to suggest he had no real qualms with her suggestion, a gesture she noticed greatly, as she was awfully suspicious he might catch on to her real plans.
"Well, don't just stand there dawdling about then, let's go" She grabbed his hand and strolled off down to the street, almost anticipating what she would find. Would they be too late? She'd find out from the commotion on the streets hopefully, and as they hopped onto the street, she glanced around. There were several policemen dotted around the road, and several small crowds were all dotted around the place. A green hill was lifted up from the opposite side of the road, and led over towards a small bridge, heading over the road. A tall building was dotted near it and several behind her as she turned around. It did seem oddly familiar to her however. She squinted at the building near the hill, and it was only then she realised what had actually happened.
The Dallas Book Depository
She didn't know whether to actually be very happy, or angry. There was no way that the doctor could have not known about JFK's assassination, and brought her this close to the actual scene of the crime. But wait, if he had known about the actual assassination, and actually remembered that he was stood right near to him, looking at the camera, then surely he wouldn't have brought them so close to here. Or would he?
She gave herself a mental slap. She couldn't be thinking like this, it was too dangerous, especially if he was actually good at using his telepathy. She would just have to put these thoughts aside, and get on with the mission. She turned to look at the doctor and smiled.
"So, what's the plan?" she asked, trying to mask her intentions.
"Well how am I supposed to know? You brought me here, and it is your planet after all" was his reply, looking around "Anyway, is there some commotion? There seems to be quite a large crowd gathering here. Want to check things out"
"Yeah, sure… I guess" hoping that he had slipped up, and she would realise what he was doing in that photo anyway."
He grabbed her hand and led her off into one of the crowds.
Meanwhile, back in the alleyway, an old man grunted down the street, shrugging off some of the funny looks that people gave him, with his blue cape draped over his back. People could be so rude these days, he thought to himself. He was wondering whereabouts he should head off for lunch, it was getting a bit hot here, and his stomach could do with some good food. He walked right past the TARDIS, happening to be looking into the sky. He would have almost missed it had he not heard some small girl crying behind him, and as he turned to see the child's mother run over and scoop her up of the floor, where she had fallen, that he noticed the quaint little Police Public Call Box.
Heh, he thought quietly in his mind, reminds me just of before cutting off completely.
"Could it be?" He whispered "No, never, not here, not now" But it couldn't just be coincidence could it?
He walked up to it, looking around to make sure nobody was looking at him, then knocked on the door.
"Hello? Anybody?" but gained no such response from within its doors. O.K, could still be a police box though. He pushed on the doors, but they were sealed. Fully as well, not just bolted. That was bad. He had to make sure however, and pulled out a small device, roughly square in diameter, and quite thin as well. He pressed a button, then pointed it towards the TARDIS. It soon came back with a message, blinking straight at him.
This was indeed a TARDIS. Mark III, quite old model as well. But that wasn't the part he was worried about. It was its registry number, and who it was registered to.
He instantly felt anger boil up inside him, and he frowned as he saw the name.
It was none other than the Doctor.