This chapter brought to you by my Doctor Who exercise playlist on Spotify and cookie butter from Trader Joe's! Anyways, as you can see, I changed the title of the fanfic. I've recently rediscovered the song, "Show me what I'm looking for" by Carolina Liar and forgot how much I loved that song. I felt like this title fit better with the theme.
Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who. If I did, Peter Capaldi would be staying at least for another year.
The Doctor watched in amusement at the astonished look on Emmy's face. He always loved it when anyone delivered the "it's bigger on the inside!" line whenever they walked inside. He never tired of showing them or wanting to show them the universe or any other universes out there. He only hoped that he wouldn't end up screwing Emmy up in the process like he thought he had with his other former companions. He was slightly comforted by the fact that Amy and Rory were safely back at home where they belonged. Meanwhile, Emmy had ran out of the TARDIS and was currently walking around the exterior, examining every last inch of it. It was 100% smaller outside. She then walked back into the vast space of a room. There was no logical explanation for this. It made no sense to her. Plus, it looked like something out of some sci-fi movie set in the far future, except for the typewriter that was in between a few odd looking switches and buttons.
"How? What? Huh?" Emmy sputtered. "How can it be bigger on the inside? What even is this?" She asked in wonder. In her 26 years of life, she'd never encountered anything like this.
"This Emmy, is the TARDIS." The Doctor said, answering her question. "Time And Relative Dimension In Space. It can travel anywhere in time and space." He said, grinning at Emmy.
Emmy's mouth dropped opened. "So, wait. This is a time machine and a spaceship?! Whoa." She said, shaking her head.
"Yup! This baby can travel anywhere. Different time periods, planets, even universes. Well I say all universes, but parallel universes are a bit tricky to get to. Although, it does happen once in a while." The Doctor said, his eyes dimming as he thought about his past self's clone and Rose Tyler in Pete's world.
"Right!" He said, clapping his hands and startling Emmy. "So, planets and stuff, where do you want to start?" He asked her.
"Um, can we start with who exactly you are?" Emmy asked. "I mean, you have a spaceship that's literally bigger on the inside. That's not exactly normal. I mean what? Are you some kind of alien who likes to travel or something?" She asked, joking. The Doctor stayed silent, but still continued to grin. "No." Emmy said, not believing it. "There's no way you're an alien!" She said. Ok, she could believe that maybe he was some type of time traveler, but an alien just seemed too far-fetched for her.
"Oi!" The Doctor said, frustrated. "You're in a room that's literally bigger on the inside than the outside and yet you can't believe I'm an alien?"
"Look. If you are an alien, prove it." Emmy said.
The Doctor sighed. Emmy was definitely going to be a stubborn one. Not that he didn't have his share of stubborn companions. Most, if not all, had been stubborn. "You really want me to prove I'm from another planet?"
"Yep." Emmy said, crossing her arms.
"Ok. Put your hand on my left side." He said.
"Um, ok." She said, as she put her hand on his left heart.
"Now, move it to the other side." He instructed, hiding a small grin.
"Ok, but I don't know how this is going to prove any-" She started as she moved her hand over to the right. And then stopped as she felt another distinct heart beat. "Wha-? You- you have two hearts." Emmy stuttered in surprise. "Ok. Um well, I stand corrected then." She said, still in shock. "But um, where are you from? Mars?" She asked.
"Of course I'm not from Mars!" He said, sounding disgruntled. "Why does everyone think I'm from Mars?" He muttered. "
"Ok, fine. So you're not from Mars." Emmy said. "But really. Who are you and where are you from?" She asked.
"I'm a Time Lord from a planet called Gallifrey."
"Ok. So then you are actually an alien. Ok then." Emmy said, trying to wrap her head around everything she'd just found out.
"Right! Now that that's out of the way, where would you like to go?" The Doctor said.
Suddenly, Emmy felt overwhelmed. She had never expected that any of this would happen to her. She'd never expected to find out that aliens actually did exist. Not only that, but she'd never expected to find out that a complete stranger who'd she'd just met half an hour before was, in fact, an alien himself who'd just asked her to travel time and space with him. It was a lot to take in in one night. Thinking about it though, she realized that her wish was actually coming true. She was going to get to experience something that she'd never thought possible.
"Anywhere, huh?" She asked, as she leaned against the wall. Suddenly, her phone rang. She looked at the caller ID, noticing that it was Alison, and answered, only to be greeted with frantic speaking. "Ali, what the heck is going on?!" She asked, suddenly nervous. In the background, she could hear screaming and what sounded like "EXTERMINATE!"
"Oh thank God you're nowhere near downtown." Alison said, in a voice filled with terror.
"No. What is going on?!" Emmy asked, even more scared."
"I don't know! The crowds were starting to disperse and all of a sudden these weird looking pepper shaker type things just started coming from the sky and started yelling 'Exterminate!' in these mechanical type voices and started shooting at people!" Alison said.
"Pepper shaker type things?" Emmy asked, a sinking feeling in her stomach.
Once the Doctor heard Emmy say those words, he immediately knew what had happened. Of all the times for the Daleks to show up. As much as he didn't want to have to fight these things on Emmy's first trip in the TARDIS, he knew that he had to. Meanwhile, Emmy had hung up with Alison and noticed how the Doctor's expression had changed from goofy to knew that he knew what they were.
"Ok. What are they?" She asked, in a trembling voice. She didn't want any of those people, let alone her friends, to die.
"They're called Daleks." The Doctor said, a hint of anger in his voice. "Basically an entire species filled with anger. Really, their only mission is to destroy anything not like them."
"We have to do something." Emmy said, as she felt herself start to cry...for the second time that night. "My friends are out there. For all I know, they could have been shot by those Dalek things!" She said, now full on crying. Never had she felt more scared for her friends. This was the most scared she'd ever been.
The Doctor walked over to Emmy, and gently nudged her chin up so that she could look him in the eyes. "I promise you, I will stop them." He said seriously.
"How?" She asked, still crying.
"Just trust me. I've stopped them before. Many times." He said.
"Ok." Emmy said, as she once again looked into those young, yet so ancient looking eyes. "I trust you, but I really hope you're right." She wiped her eyes and took a deep breath.
"I am." The Doctor said, grinning.
He ran back to the console and started flipping buttons and pulling levers. As the TARDIS took off, Emmy almost fell down. She held onto the wall until they landed. She followed the Doctor out and gasped. It was worse than she imagined. The Daleks, or she assumed these were what the Daleks were, were all around. Scream could be heard as people tried to run for cover. She squeaked a bit as she saw people getting shot with a whisk type looking thing coming from the Dalek.
"Come along, Craig!" The Doctor said as he grabbed Emmy's hand and they ran into the crowd of screaming people.