I am sooo very sorry for this very very late update. This is the first time in my life that I have been relatively late on an update, I mean, the past 6 chapters had been out sooner with shorter intervals in between and such, but you know, finals and stuff. (Terrible excuse, sorry :( )

Anyway, I also had major writers block, but I have a silly issue now, and that is addressed at the bottom, so until then, enjoy this most likely terribly written chapter.

He woke up in the same room as before, but this time there was someone waiting for him. It was Coulson. The Doctor tried to sit up, but before he could, Coulson said, "I really wouldn't do that if I were you." The Doctor figured out why immediately. Pain immediately shot through his chest. He gasped, and flopped back down onto the cot he was on. It was then that he realized he didn't have a shirt on. He looked down to find bandages wrapped all across his chest and torso. He peeled them back to find a gash running down the center of his chest along with bruising from his previous accidents. The gash was stitched up, but it was still incredibly fresh. He could see the blood had already gone through most of the bandages. He winced from the sight of it.

Coulson cleared his throat, and the Doctor looked to him. He had almost forgotten that he was there.

"Am I back on the plane?" asked the Doctor.

"Yes" Coulson replied.

"There was an explosion..."

"Ya, we were far enough away to not be harmed from it, but you still got a nice thump to the head. The rest of us were slightly more lucky."

The Doctor groaned, and ran his hand through his spikey brown hair. There was a bump on his head probably from where he fell when the explosion hit him.

"Is the TARDIS still on board?"

"The what?" asked a mildly confused Coulson.

"The TARDIS. Its the blue box. My space...ship."

"Oh, then why yes it is."

"I need to get to it."

"I'm really sorry about this, but still need information from you, and classify your species as harmless."

You have got to be kidding. Just then, the Doctor had a thought. There was something the Doctor was forgetting. It was at the back of his mind, but he had forgotten what it was. Something happened before Hydra got him. He pushed the thought aside and addressed the situation at hand. The Doctor had been through so damn much and still, these stupid humans don't have the common sense to just let him go. Americans nonetheless...why did they have to be Americans? Of all people!...the Doctor shook his head. He debated how much he should tell Coulson, but realized that he should trust them. After all, they did help him is a tough situation.

"Timelords"

"What?"

"My race-my species, we're called Timelords."

Coulson looked up to the camera in the corner, put his hand to his earpiece and said, "You guys getting this?"
"Loud and clear" replied Fitz through the coms.

"Timelords huh? A bit pompous don't you think?" Coulson remarked with a smile.

"I know I know they were egotistical-that is to say, VERY self involved. We were once the most archaic and most powerful race in the universe but now...never mind that."

Were? wondered Coulson. He kept the Doctor's words in the back of his mind for later use.

"Good, okay Doctor, continue." said Coulson. "Planet?"

The Doctor maintained a grave face.

"The planet Gallifery, located in the constellation of Kasteborous."

"Okay." Coulson had absolutely no idea where that was.

"Anything else?" asked the Doctor.

"Um..yes. Fitz-our tech guy...kind of, has requested to see the interior of your ship...if it's not too much trouble."

The Doctor thought for a second. These people had not acted very hostile to him in any way. Though they did his his TARDIS, it was an accident, and he couldn't blame them for that. He couldn't help shaking the feeling that there was something he needed to tell them, but he couldn't pinpoint what exactly that was...something had happened before he had been kidnapped...or...as he was being kidnapped...It was probably nothing. All his thoughts kept crowding around that thought. His head hurt so much. He might have just got hit in the head a bit too hard, or maybe it had been the immense amount of pain he had been subjected to...the Doctor shook his head with countless thoughts and returned to reality. What was it they were talking about? His ship? Them seeing his ship? He didn't even realize his subconcious decision to trust them.

"Sure why not? In fact, you all can come." the Doctor said with a smile, he winked at the cameras above him.

"Alright then, thank you so much for your cooperation."

On their way back to the bus's garage, where the TARDIS was, Coulson had started a light conversation with the Doctor. Skye was partially listening in on it, but was also at the same time observing how the Doctor was walking. Not in a creepy way, but just noticing how the Doctor didn't seem to be limping nor cradling the side most damaged from the impact earlier. She was actually surprised that he was walking at all, hell, he had just been dissected, while conscious, nonetheless. The Doctor was now rambling on about something related to pears, and how much he disliked them. Ward was next to her, also eyeing the Doctor. Skye assumed it was for the same reason she was, but didn't think very much of it. In reality, Ward was judging whether or not the Doctor knew that he was a traitor. He really hoped that the Doctor had forgotten or something. Now was just about the worst time for him to be exposed.

After Thor, Hydra had been assessing alien threats alongside SHIELD but in a different way. Their goal had been more to eliminate alien threats before SHIELD got to them and made them go against Hydra, and when they couldn't do that, they needed to learn everything about the aliens like their strengths and weaknesses so that it would be easier to defeat them.

"I'm telling you, who ever decided that pears were an edible fruit were completely-oh here we are!"

The agents and the Doctor had arrived at the blue box. Fitz and Simmons were already there, and were waiting for them. The Doctor went up to Fitz and held his hand up.

" 'ello, I'm the Doctor, we haven't properly met yet."

"That's right, surprising, considering how much I have seen you. Anyways, I'm Leo Fitz, I'm the tech, weapons, and engineering expert here. Simmons is the bio chemist."

"So I've heard." The Doctor turned to Jemma. "Thanks for patching me up, by the way."

"Oh that's no problem. Always happy to help where I can." She offered him a smile.

"Now then!" The Doctor bounded up to the TARDIS only wincing occationally, and threw the door open for all to see.

The the whole team's mouths dropped when they saw what was inside. Fitz's especially.

"Impossible." he whispered.

"This, is the TARDIS. It stands for time and relative dimension in space."

The Doctor ran in and beckoned for the team to follow. The did. He heard Skye say something like "no way!" and many comments and gasps of surprise alike. Then he heard Coulson say, "Beats Asguard, just imagine if Thor met him..."

Now the Doctor's and Coulson's conversation had suddenly changed. Ward and Skye heard Coulson say, "...were much easier to...handle...than some of the other 'friendly' aliens, as we call them, were."

"Wait, Asgaurd? No way! Thor? Isn't he...wait a minute..."

"Oh we are very fond of the Asgardians. Thor especially. He has come down here on many occasions being extremely helpful in defending Earth."

So have I...The Doctor was dumbfounded. He knew quite a bit about the Asgaurdians, but he didn't know how much they knew of him specifically. However, the Asgaurdians did have the technology to track the alien substances the TARDIS omitted.

The Bus rumbled and shook. A storm had formed around the plane. There was a very loud ping above the plane, as if something or someone had landed on it.

Thor had arrived.

Ahhhh ok, so I'm torn. I know this story isn't completely wrapped up yet, but I feel like this would be a great time for a sequal and maybe connect it to the Avengers or something...I dunno. Tell me in reviews yeah? 'Cause I have absolutely no idea. I will give reviewers papayas. You like papayas right? I'll update here when I decide, so keep checkin in if you want to. Until then, I bid you a brief farewell. I'm working on two new stories as of now, so if you want, you can check 'em out! Anyways, cool cool.

Logan out!

-the lamp