Chapter 8

After holding the flashlight for the Doctor all day, Carrissa's arm was getting sore. She wanted to stop and take a break, but he insisted they keep working.

"Doctor, isn't there any other way to stop the Mohandy?"

"I've thought about it this whole time. The only thing we can do is fix the T.A.R.D.I.S. We need to be able to talk to the Mohandy in person before they get to Earth. Once they get to Earth, neither species is going to want to share the planet. A big war will break loose and in 300 years the war will make no progress."

"Isn't there like, an on and off switch?"

The Doctor laughed "Who would just turn her off? Don't you think I would have checked?"

He had lied about that last part. He hadn't checked, because if they wanted to kill the T.A.R.D.I.S., they would have to do more than turn her off. The truth was he hadn't even thought about that. He dismissed the idea immediately.

Carrissa was done holding the flashlight for the Doctor. "You go get your own flash light. I'm going to explore."

The Doctor wasn't actually listening, or else he would have said no. "Hm? Oh yes, Carrissa. Go ahead." He just assumed she was stepping inside to take a rest.

The T.A.R.D.I.S. was a big place to explore. Carrissa just choose random directions to take. She didn't think about how to find her way back. She was too interested in finding what was all in the T.A.R.D.I.S. to be worried about being lost.

There were lots of rooms in the T.A.R.D.I.S. It seemed more like a cruise ship than a spaceship. First was the kitchen. It was a huge kitchen with everything a chef could ask for. Carrissa was not much of a cooker, but the cupboards were amazing. If you wanted some cookies without baking them, you'd just open up the cupboards and have fresh-baked cookies sitting there! If you wanted to bake them, there would be all the ingredients!

The library was a smaller room. The shelves were lined up with dusty, old books. When Carrissa tried to read one, it almost fell apart! It had all the oldest books in the world!

They're was plenty more rooms. Tennis court, sitting room, garden. The rooms never ended! But it was the last room that caught Carrissa's eye.

A bedroom.

Carrissa assumed it was the Doctor's. She looked left and right, to make sure he hadn't followed her down the halls. Once she was for sure he wasn't there, she pushed open the door and walked in.

The first thing she saw when she walked in the room was a large arrangement of bow ties strewn out across the bed. They were all different colors and patterns. Of course she had noticed his strange fashion choices, but she didn't realise he had such an addiction for them.

The room itself was simple. A bed, dresser, a seat, and a poster on the wall that said 'Bow Ties Are Cool'. It would have been clean if he would put his clothes in the dresser. On the floor was piles of tweed jackets and suspenders.

"If the clothes aren't in his dresser, than what's in there?" Carrissa said to herself.

She gently opened the drawer, not to make any noise, just in case he was close by looking for her. Inside the top drawer were pictures of... girls? There was 6 pictures.

The first one was a young blonde girl with a big smile. Written with a sharpie, the picture caption said 'Rose Tyler'. Then a beautiful dark-skinned woman, Martha Jones. An older looking, maybe in her thirties, red-head, Donna Nobel. Another red-head, but much younger, Amy Pond. Then a pretty girl with brown hair and eyes, Clara Oswald. The last one was another older looking one. She had curly hair and a smug look on her face. She must have been important to the Doctor, because her picture was bigger than the other women. The name was written first in a different language, then in English. River Song.

"You shouldn't be in here, Carrissa."

She turned, not frightened. She knew he was going to show up soon.

"So who are all these people? Ex-girlfriends?" She said with a playful smirk.

"No!" He got flustered and uncomfortable. "One was my wife..." he said a little quieter.

The smile washed right off at that last remark. "Then who are they?" She said with a little jealousy.

"Girls that have traveled with me, that's all."

"You let people travel with you?"

"Yes, why."

She ignored the thought in the back of her head. Ask him! Ask to go with him! It whispered. They might not even live. The T.A.R.D.I.S. wasn't even fixed yet. She just met him. It was too soon.

"Uh... I just thought you traveled alone. Why don't you have someone with you now?"

" I have a friend that just travels with me once in a while."

"Well if I traveled with you, I sure wouldn't want to leave."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

She hadn't ment to say that a loud. Her cheeks tinted pink. "Um... I just... So when will the T.A.R.D.I.S. be fixed?" She asked, obviously avoiding his question.

"Theres nothing wrong with her. Whoever did it left no trace. I don't know what to do."