Dottore

by IfEaRnOfIsH

Abstergo has meddled too much, for too long. The threads of time are crossing, and the Doctor and all that he is are being sucked into the chaos, where a man lies in an Animus in a corrupt TORCHWOOD. All hope is lost - for now. T for language and themes.

82. Chapter Forty Five Phase Four

1st of June, 2012. Scotland.

Maria opened her window, frowning at the pigeon as it hopped inside onto her desk. It cooed gently at her, as if bringing good news, and waited patiently as she took the canister from its leg. At once it was gone in a flap and a puff of feathers, out of the window and out of sight.

Her hands shaking slightly, she opened the canister.