Chapter 3: Back to Reality

There was a strike of lightning as the blue box flew through the air. Taylor saw enough to make out the words POLICE PUBLIC CALL BOX etched on the front. More lightning. The box abruptly landed on Taylor's front yard with a loud sound. With all the loud ruckus going on Taylor was surprised that his parents didn't hear the blue box landing. Taylor moved to the edge of his roof so that he could see what the mysterious blue box was. The door to the box opened. Smoke stared to drift out along with a man.

The man looked young. He had floppy hair and a horrible fashion sense. He was holding a rag to his mouth and nose hoping to block out the smoke that would fill his lungs. The man took a moment to breathe as he removed the rag and sat down in the grass of Taylor's lawn. Taylor was starting to smell the smoke from where he was. The box was right below him causing the smoke to effect Taylor. He fought back the urge to cough as he put his jacket around his face. After a couple of minutes Taylor tried moving to a different part of his roof. The smoke followed him. It made his breathing slow and raspy.

The lack of oxygen caused Taylor to break out in a coughing frenzy. He did so for about five minutes before fresh oxygen started to fill his lungs again. Hoping not to have caught the attention of the man, Taylor quietly tried making his way towards the blue box. He peered over the edge of his roof. The smoke from the box was gone and the man along with it.

"Hullo! What are we doing here?"

The voice from behind Taylor made him jump and he would have fallen off the roof if it wasn't for the stranger. He grabbed Taylor by the arms and allowed Taylor to have a moment of recollection before he spoke again.

"Sorry if I scared you. I heard you coughing and was wondering what you were doing up here. It's dreadfully cold tonight. You might catch a bug!" Taylor recognized the stranger as the man with the box.

"Is that you blue box down there?" Taylor asked.

The man looked off the roof towards the blue box." Oh! The TARDIS? Yeah I guess she's mine." The man grinned as he spoke. He turned his attention from the so called TARDIS and started to focus on Taylor. Now that the smoke was gone Taylor could fully see the man's features.

He had dark brown hair(very floppy) and his face made him look like he was twelve. Especially since he was grinning so much. He had on a blue bow tie with blue braces and a tweed jacket. His shirt was white. He had on dress trousers that matched with his fancy shoes. He looked rather funny. As if he didn't know what to wear that day so he grabbed his favorite pieces of clothing and put them on.

Feeling awkward about the long silence Taylor decided it was time he found out who this man was.

"What's your name?"

"The Doctor."

"Why are you here?"

"I got some coordinates on my-…..well it's kind of hard to explain. I'll have you know I'm not too keen about question answering."

"Fine but at least tell me how you got up here. I obviously didn't tell you since I didn't know who you were. I didn't have a sign up saying 'COME UP HERE' so how did you get up here."

The Doctors smile got wider as he grabbed Taylor's wrist and pulled him along his roof. He stopped to reveal several boxes stacked up. They were high enough to reach a window ledge. From there it was easy access to the roof. Taylor looked at the Doctor. The Doctor looked back at him.

Taylor jumped on the window ledge and then proceeded to jump down to the boxes. While jumping on the ground from the boxes, Taylor looked up and saw that the Doctor was doing the same. Taylor then walked towards the TARDIS. He walked to the front of his house, while staying clear from the windows, and approached the box. He had so many questions that needed answering.

The Doctor had finally reached the ground and was starting to make his way toward Taylor. He walked right into the TARDIS and didn't look back. Taylor figured the Doctor wanted Taylor to follow him so he stepped into the box too. He was utterly mind blown at what he saw.

It was bigger on the inside. Taylor started to feel a type of burning sensation in his head. His fingers felt tingly and his legs felt wobbly. Images of the Doctor and his TARDIS started to fill his mind. Taylor felt his mouth take a mind of its own.

"You're the Doctor from the planet Gallifrey. You fought in the Time War and killed your entire species hoping to end the war between the Daleks and the Time Lords. Your nickname is Theta Sigma but your real name is—"

"NO YOU CAN'T SAY THAT!" The Doctor yelled as he put his hand over Taylor's mouth. "You can't say my name. How do you even know my name? I only told you my name was the Doctor. Who are you?"

Taylor was just as confused as the Doctor was. The pain in his head was increasing. Words slurred out of his mouth. "I-I….I don't know what's gotten into me. My head. It hurts so much."

Things were happening too fast. Every time Taylor blinked the white room he saw before appeared in his head. His legs felt wobbly and the ground was starting to come towards him fast. Information was teeming through his head. Pictures of past incarnations of the Time Lord called the Doctor. His home planet of Gallifrey. So many names, so many forgotten people throughout this man's timeline all surging through Taylor's head. Sarah Jane Smith, Adric, Donna, Romana, Rose, Amy, Rory….those names. Amy and Rory. The Doctor loved them ever so much. Taylor could only imagine what sadness the Doctor would go through when he lost them….but…he hasn't lost them yet. So much foreknowledge. Dangerous foreknowledge that could lead to destruction…

Sudden darkness overcame Taylor. He felt the bright light against his face. He opened his eyes and to his own amazement he found that he was back in the room he dreaded most. The White Room.

Time to come back to reality Taylor…

The Doctor scooped up Taylor into his arms and rushed him into the med bay. Softly he laid him on a nearby bed. No injuries that the Doctor could see so far. The Doctor pulled out his sonic screwdriver and scanned Taylor. The results were….not normal. Taylor seemed to be absorbing too much information at one time. The more he learned the more his brain couldn't handle the increase in thoughts, the more he was slowly dying. No need to worry for long though. The Doctor had a solution. He ran out of the med bay and went to the control room. The TARDIS seemed to already know what he was thinking because a small chip was laid out on the console. Thanks old girl. The Doctor then ran back to the med bay, inserted the chip into his sonic screwdriver, and without touching the boy he carefully applied the chip to the front of Taylor's head.

Instantly the Doctor noticed that Taylor seemed a bit calmer, though he still had a troubled look on his face. To see if Taylor had a fever the Doctor placed his palm on Taylor's forehead.

Searing pain ran through his hand as he felt a telepathic connection with Taylor start. There was blackness for a while. Then there was white. Just white. No windows, furniture, or doors. The Doctor looked around him. For a second he thought he was the only one there. Then he saw Taylor sitting beside him.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

So what do you guys think? It was a bit short but I'm working on that. This was actually quite hard to write. OH! I would like to apologize for not uploading last week. Had some school problems to attend to. I don't know when I'll update next but I hope its soon. Tell me what you thought. Criticism is appreciated!