A/N: I will be finished with my final exam on Friday (5/19/17) and thought that this should go up before then. After Friday, I will update more often.

The Doctor VI

Once aboard the Papal Mainframe, the Doctor walked down the aisle. The aisle had red carpet and there were no edges to the seemingly bottomless pit below. Apparently Tasha liked theatrics. The Doctor glanced to his left where Vivian was currently walking.

"I don't feel like I'm wearing anything." Clara whispered, crossing her arms over her breast area and brought her left hand up to her mouth, biting her fingernails nervously.

The Doctor, who was fiddling with his hands near his stomach area smiled at his companion and whispered back, "I know. Relaxing, isn't it?"

"What is this place?" His companion asked as they got to the point where they walked between two rows of military personnel. He glanced over at Vivian to see her staring tensely, not at the men, but at their weapons.

"The Church of the Papal Mainframe, security hub of the known universe." The Doctor answered his companion.

Clara's eyes scrunched up as a sign of confusion, "A security church?"

"Yep. Keeping you safe in this world and the next." The Doctor moves his right hand down and bows down low to Tasha. "I venerate the exaltation of the Mother Superious." Vivian gives a low curtsey and Clara, after hesitating, gives a half curtsey.

A male Colonel standing near the Mother Superious greets us, "Welcome to the Church of the Papal Mainframe. Your nudity is appreciated." After that one line, he noticed Clara uncomfortably moving her arms in front of her private parts. She settled on covering her chest area and resting her chin on her left hand.

"Hey, babes." Tasha stated.

"Loving the frock." The Doctor responded flirtatiously.

"Is that a new body? Give us a twirl."

"Tash, this old thing?" The Doctor granted her request and spun around. "Please, I've been rocking it for centuries."

"Nice though. Tight."

Clara cleared her throat, "So, er, hello. Also here."

"Thank you, Clara. That was getting a bit nauseous." Vivian remarked.

"Clara, Vivian, this is Tasha Lem, the Head of the Church of the Papal Mainframe. Tash, ho, ho, ho, ho. This is my," The Doctor said, turning toward Clara trying to describe what they were, "My associate, Clara Oswald. Miss Clara Oswald. The other lovely lady is-"

Tasha's eyes widened in surprise, "Another Time Lord."

"Vivian." Vivian said, nodding her head at Tasha.

Tasha breathed out, "We'll go to my chapel." Tasha stated to the male Colonel. Out loud she stated, "All honors in place, no sacrifices required."

The Doctor, Vivian, Clara and Tasha walked down a corridor in the ship. The Doctor was in the process of explaining to Clara what happened, "It was Tasha who shielded the planet. But you could sneak me down there, couldn't you, Tash?" The Doctor asked in a seductive manner. Flirting almost always worked.

"I would have conditions." Tasha looked towards Clara and Vivian, "I have confidential matters to discuss with the Doctor. Would you excuse us?"

"Anything you have to say to me, you can say in front of Clara and Vivian." The Doctor then glanced over at Tasha and noticed the look she was giving him, "Well, quite a lot of it. Probably about half. Maybe a smidge under. Actually, Clara, Vivian, would you mind waiting out here, please?"

"No worries. You two get yourselves a room." Clara stated. Vivian just rolled her eyes and crossed her arms and leaned up against the wall.

"Yes, quiet. No, stop it."

"Boss of the psycho space nuns. So you." Clara said, smiling.

The Doctor follows Tasha into her private chapel and the doors closed behind him, leaving Clara and Vivian outside.

"Well, that altar looks like a bed." The Doctor stated.

Tasha gets two wine glasses and turns around to stare intently at the Doctor, "That bed looks like an altar."

The Doctor presses down to hear mattress springs squeak underneath his weight, "Yep." He sits on it. Tasha offers him a goblet of blue liquid. The Doctor tastes it but then scrunches up his face and spits the liquid back into the wine glass. The Doctor puts his wine glass on the table next to the bed/alter. Tasha reaches across him and touches a panel on the headrest, or is it footrest, and the three tone message plays.

"That message is transmitting through all of space and time. What did it make you feel?" Tasha asked, getting up close to The Doctor.

"Feel?" The Doctor asked, not knowing what she was talking about.

"Every sentient being in the universe who detected that signal felt something. Something overpowering."

"What?"

"Fear." Tasha whispered, "Pure, unadulterated dread."

The Doctor pointed his index finger up and walked away from the altar only to pace around to the other side, "Right. What's the signal? Where's it coming from?"

"It's a settlement. Human colony, level two. A farm, basically."

"Right. Anyone been for a look?"

"Any one ship lands, the rest will follow. There will be bloodshed. Fortunately, we got here first, shielded the planet. We maintain the truce by blocking all of them."

"Daleks, Cybermen, one of that lot, could break through your defenses."

"Perhaps. But they're afraid, remember? Nobody wants to go first."

The Doctor smiles, "I do."

Tasha smirked, "I was counting on it."

Suddenly the door burst open and in rushed Clara and Vivian, "Are you both okay?" The Doctor asked, staring intently at his seemingly startled companion and fellow Time Lord, well Lady.

"Fine. Yeah, fine. Sorry." Clara said, confused to why she went inside the room.

"Vivian?" He asked.

Vivian's face was masked, but her eyes were calculating. "Fine."

Tasha lifted up her dress and moved fast over to part of the private chapel which looked like a confessional, "Right. This is my personal teleport. I can put you down just outside the town. Find the source of the message and report back to me in one hour. And on your life, Doctor, you will cause no trouble down there."

The Doctor, memorizing that something was off with Clara and Vivian, walked into the booth, "When do I?" He closed the curtain then opened it back up again, "Don't answer that." He closes the curtain. Tasha pulls it back and holds out her hand. "What?" He asked sharply.

Tasha rolled her eyes, "I'm not an idiot. Everyone in this church is trained to see straight through holograms."

"Ah. Great." Clara stated, sitting on the bed/alter.

"Give now. You are taking no technology of any kind down there."

"What can I do with a key?" The Doctor asked, hoping Tasha wouldn't fall for it and pointed to Clara and Vivian, "You, both, in, now."

"You could summon your TARDIS." Tasha stated pointedly.

"The TARDIS doesn't work by remote. Fine. If it makes you feel any better, there we are." The Doctor gives the TARDIS key to Tasha as Clara and Vivian go into the other cubicle. Tasha works the teleport controls.

Tasha looked deliberately at The Doctor, "Remember. I want you back in one hour."

Snow is falling all around as the Doctor, Clara, and Vivian beam onto the planet.

"Oh, cold. Very cold." Clara stated, rubbing her arms with her hands fast to try to keep warm. Vivian had her arms crossed and was in the process of jumping up and down.

"Okay, don't worry." The Doctor stated, surveying the area around them for threats and finding nothing but an empty forest with snow covered ground. He rubbed his hands with Clara's, trying to keep his companion warm, "There's a heat loss filter in your hologram shell. It'll kick in, just give it a moment. So, sweet little town covered in snow, half the universe in terror. Why? Why?" It just didn't make sense to him. He looked around again for some sort of clue.

"Oh, my God!" Clara exclaimed as she stared at something in the snow.

"What?"

"There's something under the snow. It's-" Clara stated.

The Doctor, still looking around with Vivian asked, "What is it?"

"It's cold."

"Okay, just stand back please, Clara." The Doctor asked.

"It's stone. It's just stone. It's only a statue." Clara reported and making a mistake by turning away from it.

"Shit." Vivian cursed, apparently knowing what they were currently dealing with.

The Doctor's eyes widened in fear. His heart's speed up and he chanted in his head 'please, not Clara. Anyone but Clara.' Outload, he called, "Clara, step away from it!"

The hand grabs Clara's ankle as the Doctor and Vivian ran over to Clara, "Clara, keep looking at it. Don't look away. Don't even blink!"

Clara looked at him, a panicked expression on her face, "What is it?"

"There is a Weeping Angel under the snow. It looks like a statue, isn't a statue. Can you get your foot out?" The Doctor asked rapidly, grabbing Clara by the shoulders, ready to pull her out.

"Only if I get it out of my shoe." Clara stated, twisting her foot in the angel's grasp.

The Doctor stared at his companion, panicking, "You're not wearing a shoe!"

Clara froze, having forgot about that part. It was only a hologram, "Good point."

"Okay, pull hard. One, two, three!" The Doctor pulls with all his strength and Clara comes free. The two of them tumble backwards. Now lots of Angels are starting to emerge from the snowdrifts.

"Doctor!" Vivian called, "We're almost surrounded!"

"They're climbing out of the snow. Oh, God!" Clara said, her head spinning around, trying to look at all the statues, who looked more like angles.

"Keep looking at them. At all of them." His eyes were wide as he concentrated on not blinking. Oh, why does it always have to be them? He despised the Weeping Angels ever since…. No. He couldn't think about them. Not now. Focus on Clara and Vivian. Get out alive.

"Why?" Clara asked, frightened.

"Quantum locked lifeform." Vivian explained for him, "It can only move if it's unobserved."

"What is it doing here?" Clara's voice seemed to go up an octave.

"Same as everybody else. Must've got past Tasha's shield."

"Doctor, we're officially surrounded now!" Vivian yelled.

"Keep looking!" the Doctor yelled back as the angels began to advance. The snow became heavier and it was becoming harder and harder to see.

"I can't. I can't see." Clara was panicking, "The snow's in my eyes!"

"I just need to bring the TARDIS down."

"You can't fly it remotely." Clara stated.

"No, but it can home in on the key." The Doctor was starting to smile now. Crises was were where he shined.

"But she took your key!" Clara yelled at him.

The Doctor shook his head, "She took one of them." The Doctor pulls off his wig to reveal a spare glowing TARDIS key and the TARDIS materialized around them.

"The old key in the quiff routine. Classic." He smirked. He just loved when his plans worked. He put his wig on Handles, ignoring the shocked look his companion was giving him, "Okay, homing in on the mysterious message. Ooo yes, I like that. The mysterious message."

"You've shaved your head?" She stated.

"Yep." The Doctor stated, popping the 'p'. "Clever plan to get us past the shield." He lied at that point.

Clara crossed her arms and gave him 'the look.' "You got bored one night, didn't you?"

The Doctor grimaced, "Yeah, tiny bit bored."

"Is that what happened to your eyebrows?"

"No, they're just delicate. Right, setting us down near the signal source. I'm going to turn the engines on silent. Don't want to make a fuss."

"Put it back on."

"Why?" The Doctor asked.

"Your ears are like rocket fins."

The Doctor snorted, "I know."

Vivian just shook her head, she would never understand the antics between the two.

"Oh, it's good to be wearing clothes again. That's so much better, don't you think?" Clara asked The Doctor. The Doctor scans everything with his sonic screwdriver. The trees in the town are decorated with lights so the village has electricity at least, the Doctor noticed.

"Now, what do we make of this place? It's two o'clock in the afternoon. Must be very short days here. The message is coming from that tower." The Doctor stated. Two residents walk towards them. "Hello! Hello, there. Right, we're a couple from the next town. And our friend tagged along with us. My name's probably Hank or Rock, something like that."

"Or Daisy?" Clara said, snorting.

"Shut up. Hello, good to meet you. Nice snow." The Doctor said to the two residents. Something was off. He just couldn't figure out what.

"Most pleasant to meet you too." The man stated.

"Most pleasant." The Women said, "Most pleasant."

"I'm the Doctor. I'm a Time Lord from the planet Gallifrey. I stole a time machine and ran away and I've been flouting the principal law of my own people ever since." His eyes widened as he put his hand over his mouth, "That wasn't quite what I was meant to say!"

Everyone laughs. Vivian just crosses her arms and huffs.

"I'm an English teacher from planet Earth, and I've run off with a man from space because I really fancy-" The Doctor steps forward and puts a hand over her mouth, stopping her from speaking.

"My name is Vivian, well, that's not actually my name. Lord Rassilon gave me a name in Gallifreyan and Vivian is the English equivalent. I was granted the name at graduation for the Gifted section of-" The Doctor quickly covered Vivian's mouth as well. Not that he wasn't interested in learning more about the Gifted and Vivian's roll, but he knew that Vivian would hate herself for letting just a bit of information slip. He could already see it in her eyes.

"I think, perhaps, you should stop talking till you get used to it." The women stated.

"What the hell did you do to us?" Vivian snapped from underneath the Doctor's hand.

The women turned to Clara, "What did you say your name was?"

"Bubbly personality masking bossy control freak." Clara spouted out.

"I'm wearing a wig! No, ah, I see. Yes, of course. It's a truth field. Oh, that is so quaint. I haven't seen a truth field in years. I'm wearing a wig!" The Doctor rambled. Oh, he hated this.

"No one can lie in this town." The man said, "Especially this close to the tower." The couple nod their heads and walk on.

"Doesn't that make life a bit difficult?" The Doctor asked.

"Not at all." The women replied over her shoulder.

Though the man had a different answer, "Yes."

"This town, what's it called?" Vivian asked, still seething in anger for not being able to keep her secrets. She knew that it could have been a lot worse and was grateful that it wasn't.

The women responded with, "It's Christmas."

The Doctor frowned, "It's July."

The women giggled and smiled at the trio, "No, the town. The town is Christmas. That's what it's called."

"Be happy here. Be well." The man stated and the couple finally went on their way.

Clara turned toward The Doctor, "How can a town be called Christmas?"

The Doctor shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know. How can an island be called Easter? Maybe it's just nice here. I almost hate to find out what's wrong."

The three tones sing out across the rooftops.

They were now inside the main tower in the town called Christmas. Vivian and Clara stood next to him, "There you are. What took you so long?"

"What's wrong? It's only a crack in the wall." Clara asked, puzzled at why the Doctor was so afraid of a crack.

It was The Crack. It followed him. It was always following him, even in his nightmares. He breathed out, "I knew." He whispered, "I always knew it wasn't over." 'Why?' He thought to himself. 'Just, why?'

"What is it?" Vivian asked quietly.

"A split in the skin of reality." As he touched it, The Doctor remember the other times the crack was there. Amy. Little Amy.

The Doctor swallowed, "A tiny sliver of the 26th of June 2010. The day the universe blew up."

"Missed that." Clara remarked and Vivian just looked confused, yet a bit angry, already guessing where this was going.

"I rebooted it, put it all back together." The Doctor explained.

"That's good." Clara stated.

"Completely disregarding the Laws and Rules of Time." Vivian muttered.

The Doctor pretended not to her, "Well, it was my TARDIS that blew it up in the first place. I felt a degree of responsibility. But the scar tissue remains. A structural weakness in the whole universe. Whoa! And someone's trying to get through it from outside our universe, from somewhere else. Of course. Of course. It makes sense."

"It does?" Clara asked.

"Yes. If you were trying to break through a wall, you'd choose the weakest spot. If you were trying to break into this universe, you'd choose this crack, because. No. If you were trying to break back into this universe." Then he asked Handles, whom he had been carrying, "You said Gallifrey. Why did you say Gallifrey?"

"Analysis of message composition indicates Gallifreyan origin, according to TARDIS databanks."

"You said Gallifrey was gone, Doctor." Vivian stated, biting her lower lip.

The Doctor shook his head, "No. I said it was in another universe. The message is coming through here. The truth field is too, at a guess. If it's the Time Lords. If it's the Time Lords." He takes the large round seal from his trouser pocket, "Seal of the High Council of Gallifrey." Vivian's eyes widened, "Nicked it off the Master in the Death Zone. There is an algorithm imprinted in the atomic structure. Use it to decode the message."

The Doctor put the Seal on Handle's forehead, "Message decoding. Message analysis proceeding. Information available. The message is a request for information."

"It's a question. Why can't you just say it's a question?" The Doctor asked, getting frustrated.

"It is being projected through all of time and space on a repeating cycle." Handles stated.

A cold chill went through the Doctor's spine. He shivered, "The oldest question in the universe, hidden in plain sight." He whispered in horror.

"Warning. Translation will be available to all lifeforms in range. Translation follows. Doctor who?"

"Doctor who? Doctor who? Doctor who?"

"Doctor who?"

"Doctor who?"

"Doctor. Who?"

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