"Perfect. Twenty two minutes to save the world, give or take a few, and I've got a post office. And it's shut. What is that?"
"It's a duck pond," Amy supplied, looking bewildered.
The Doctor ran ahead to the duck pond, the two red-heads following closely behind. He looked into the pond. "Why aren't there any ducks?"
"I dunno, there's never been any ducks," Evy told him, just as confused as Amy was.
"Then how do you know it's a duck pond?"
She spluttered, and Amy answered for her, "It just is! Is it important, the duck pond?"
"I don't know," the Doctor said, "How would I know?" and on the last word, he spasmed, his head jerking back and he fell to the ground but Evy caught him immediately. He put his arm around her shoulders as his other was clutching at his hearts. "This is too soon. I'm not ready; I'm not done yet," he told her, breathing heavily.
"Tea? Would tea help? Like at Christmas?
He nodded. "No, no, It's not a neural implosion, just ah, still cooking" he growled, still gasping in pain.
"What's happening?" Amy asked, looking at the sky, "Why's it going dark?"
They looked up at the sky, which had been covered with grey clouds. All of a sudden, the clouds cleared to reveal the sun, but it looked sort of funny, like it was covered with a netting.
"So what's wrong with the sun?"
"Nothing," Evy relplied, "You're looking at it through a forcefield. They've sealed off the upper atmosphere and now they're getting ready to boil the planet." She looked over at the park just a ways away from them, where people were crowding in, looking up at the sky. Some were taking pictures with their camera phones.
"Oh, look, and here they come," the Doctor said, "The human race. The end comes, as it was always going to, down a video phone," he spat the last part as Evy helped him get to his feet.
"This isn't real, is it? This is all some kind of big wind-up," Amy said, waving her hand and going into a sort of defensive 'deny everything' mode, like she had as a child.
"Why would I wind you up?"
She clasped her hands beneath her chin and turned her head to face them, her eyes flitting about nervously. "You told me he had a time machine," she said to Evy, who nodded.
"He does."
"No, no, no. That was just what you told me when I was a kid and couldn't sleep at night. When all I wanted to do was run away with the raggedy doctor man!"
"Yes, I did tell you that, but it was true," Evy told her in an impressively calm voice. She was anything but calm. "Amy, you've got to believe me. You know me. Why would I lie to you for twelve years?"
Amy became fidgety and nervous, jumping at every noise from the park behind them. "You weren't even real! Why should I listen to you? Maybe I'm just going mad!"
"Wait, no. I saw something. There was something I saw and I missed it!" The Doctor cried, his face freezing up. He stayed absolutely still for a second, but Evy could practically hear his mind racing, tracing back through everything he saw. He blinked, and she knew he had found it.
"Twenty two minutes! I can do it. I can save the world in twenty two minutes! So, run to your loved ones and say goodbye, or stay and help me."
"No," Amy said.
"I'm sorry?"
"No!" She screamed and reached out and grabbed him by his collar and dragged him over to Mr. Reynolds, who had just gotten out of his car, and she slammed the door shut and locked it, the Doctor's shirt stuck inside, ignoring Evy's warnings to stop.
"Are you out of your mind?" he asked incredulously and she glared at him.
"Who are you?"
"Amy!" Evy said, astonished, "He's the Doctor; you know who he is!"
She ignored her. "No really, who are you?"
"Look at the sky! End of the world, twenty two minutes," the Doctor said quietly, still backed up against the car, arcing awkwardly over the window.
"Better talk quickly then."
"Amy," said Mr. Reynolds, "I am going to need my car back."
"Yes. In a bit, now go and have coffee," she said in exasperation, not even sparing him a glance.
"Right. Yes." And he walked away, sighing.
The Doctor rummaged in his pocket for a second and then pulled out an apple and threw it to her, muttering "catch" as he did so. The apple had a face on it, the white parts still fresh and new.
"I'm the Doctor. I'm a time traveler. Everything I told you twelve years ago, and everything Evy has told you is true. She's real. I'm real. What's happening in the sky is real, and if you don't let me go right now, everything you've ever known is over."
Amy looked at him, thinking deeply, and then at her sister, who nodded slowly in agreement.
"Alright," she said softly and tossed the keys to Evy, who unlocked the car. "What do we do?"
"Stop that nurse," the Doctor told her, unlocking himself and taking off across the parking lot, once again followed by Evy. They hopped over a little chain gate and ran into the park and straight to a man in a nurse's uniform and grabbed his phone, right out of his hand, and kept running. Evy looked over her shoulder.
"Sorry!" she called to Rory, who looked absolutely stunned.
"But you're…"
The Doctor looked at the picture he'd taken and then marched right back to the nurse.
"The sun's going out," he said, "And you're photographing a man and a dog. Why?"
"Evy!" He greeted, ignoring the question. "But- How... He's not real!" he cried, pointing at the Doctor in confusion.
Amy caught up to them just now and grabbed Rory's arm. "Hi!"
"Amy! It's not everyday you see the Pond sisters together," He said in surprise and she smiled at them before Evy explained to the Doctor.
"Oh, this is Rory. He's a friend," she said finally and Rory tilted his head, smiling.
"Boyfriend."
"But not mine!" she corrected.
"Mine," Amy said, "He's my um... kind of boyfriend." She looked away from Rory, whose face fell.
"Amy!" He chastised, but the Doctor cut him off.
"Man and a dog. Why?"
Rory looked up, stared at the Doctor's face as well as his clothes. Before his eyes widened, realizing who he was. "Oh, my God. It's him."
"Just answer the question, please!" Amy said, turning red.
"It's him, though! The raggedy Doctor!"
"Yeah, it is! He came back."
"But he was just your story, a game, he was-"
"Rory!" Evy exclaimed, cutting him off. "Man and dog, why?"
He shook his head. "Yeah, right. Sorry. But he can't be there because he's-"
"-In a hospital, in a coma," the Doctor and Rory finished together and the nurse nodded.
"Yeah."
The Doctor smiled broadly, elbowing Evy. "Knew it. Multi-form, y'see? Disguise itself as anything, but needs a live feed, a psychic link with a living, but dormant mind."
During his little explanation, he had walked closer to Rory and began touching his head. On the last two words, he poked him, right in the space between his eyebrows, and Evy giggled. This regeneration seemed to have an obsession with touching things, which she thought was better than licking them.
The creature behind them began to bark - but it again, it was the man barking, not the dog. The Doctor turned and took two steps forward, facing the creature, which was now three meters away. Maybe less.
"Prisoner Zero," he said confidently, ignoring Rory behind him, who was babbling about him in disbelief.
The Doctor looked up at the sky, and Evy did too, eyes widening when she saw it. There was a ship up there. It looks a bit like a really big snowflake, she thought with a small grin.
"See that? That ship up there is scanning this area for non-terrestrial technology," the Doctor told Prisoner Zero. He had discreetly pulled out his sonic and was slowly sliding it on. "And nothing says non-terrestrial like a sonic screwdriver." And with that, he turned it on, but the blue light only flickered on and off, refusing to work. Muttering curses, he put it aside.
"Well, I'm out of ideas," he said before turning to Evy. "Do you have any ideas?"
"One," she stated before pulling out her gun and pointed it at the street lamps.
The Doctor had only had a short time to react and duck before she shot one of the lights, creating a domino effect among all the others.
Every light in the park went out and the glass shattered in all of them, raining down in the grass.
"Or two."
Her irises began to glow gold as she lifted her hand - which also glowed - and pointed it towards the street. Then, all of the cars and motorcycles nearby began to honk their horns and make noise, flashing their headlights. There was a firetruck that began to drive away all by itself, the firemen chasing after it in confusion.
While Amy and Rory looked shocked, the Doctor grinned at her. "I think someone's gonna notice," he told Prisoner Zero, "Don't you, Evy?"
The creature began to bark again, but the Doctor just smiled and pointed his sonic at the red telephone box. The screwdriver exploded and he dropped the screwdriver onto the grass, yelling at it.
"No, no, no, don't do that!" He yelled at the destroyed chunk of metal, angry.
"Look, it's going!" cried some man from the park, pointing up at the sky.
Evy looked up, and sure enough, the ship was turning the other way. "No! Come back! He's right here!" she yelled, pointing at the prisoner. But the ship was gone.
~x~
The Doctor ran up to a house, pulling Evy along with him. But he didn't even knock, just opened the door and ran inside.
"Rude!" she chastised but he just clicked his tongue at her and turned sharply down another hallway, swinging the bedroom door to reveal a man – Evy recognized him as Mrs. O'Brenton's grandson, Jeff, sitting on the bed with his laptop.
"Hello! Laptop, gimme," the Doctor commanded, reaching out to take it from him, ignoring Jeff's protests. He looked at the screen and then looked at Jeff, shocked.
"Blimey! Get a girlfriend, Jeff," he muttered before sitting on the bed to work on the laptop.
Jeff looked at Evy, who had her arms crossed and a brow raised. Someone opened the door and she jumped back a bit to get out of the way as Mrs. O' Brenton opened the door.
"What are you doing?" she asked the Doctor before noticing Evy. "Oh, Evelyn! What's all this?"
"The Sun's gone wibbly-wobbly, so right now, somewhere out there, there's gonna be a big old video conference call," the Doctor answered for her before looking down at the screen again, typing things and clicking buttons. "All the experts in the world panicking at once and do you know what they need?"
"Nelson Mandela?" Evy suggested.
"What- No! Me," he answered before looking back down at the screen with a smile. "Ah! Here they are."
Evy walked over and sat beside him, pointing out names. "NASA, Jodrell Bank, Tokyo Space Centre, Patrick Moore."
"Oh, I like Patrick Moore," said Mrs. O'Brenton and the Doctor winked at her.
"I'll get you his number. Better watch him though, he's a devil."
Six different faces appeared on the screen; the six people in the video conference call. The Doctor was about to become the seventh.
"But you can't just hack in on a call like that!" Jeff said, and Evy laughed.
"Just you watch, Jeff."
The Doctor flashed his psychic paper at the webcam, and at once, they could all see him.
"Who are you? This is a secure call, what are you doing here?" the one in the bottom right asked and the Doctor gave a little wave.
"Hello, Gentlemen. I know, you should switch me off. But before you do, watch this." He began to type rapidly, and everyone in the call looked at their own screens, saying they'd gotten it, whatever it was.
"Fermat's theorem," the Doctor said, "and the proof. And I mean the real one, never been seen before. Poor old Fermat, got killed in a duel before he could write it all down."
He looked up guiltily, "My fault. I slept in. Oh, and here's an oldie but a goodie – why electrons have mass. And a personal favorite of mine, faster-than-light travel with two diagrams and a joke."
He pressed a final key before crossing his arms and winked at Evy. "How about that, Scotland Yard?"
She simply rolled his eyes. He thinks he's so hot when he does that.
She'd gotten her A-levels in the Citadel, along with quite a bit of special Torchwood education and she'd taken several classes during her time here in Leadworth but between Timelords like the Doctor and her, this was like simple math.
She raised a brow and smirked. "Quite impressive. But you missed one thing."
The Doctor's face immediately fell. "What?"
"Look at your screen," she said to the gentlemen, "Fellas, pay attention."
She stuck her hand out to the Doctor, who pulled out Rory's phone and handed it over. She began typing things, while the others just watched in amazement.
"Ma'm," said someone on the call, "What are you doing?"
"Writing a computer virus," she told them, "Very clever, super-fast, and a tiny bit alive.
"Why are you writing it on a phone? Never mind; I'll find out," the Doctor told her proudly and she rolled her eyes.
"Alright, now, I'm sending this to all your computers. Check all your social media, text, calls. Any questions?"
"Can I have your number?" a handsome man - Patrick Moore, she guessed - asked with a wink.
The Doctor looked at Evy and then back at the screen, subtly scooting closer to her. "Patrick, behave."
"What does this virus do?"
She opened her mouth to respond, but was cut off by the Doctor. "It's a reset command, that's all. It resets counters. It gets in the Wi-Fi and resets every counter it can find. And clocks, calendars, anything with a chip will default at zero at exactly the same time," he explained, before turning to Evy. "Told you I'd get it."
They all looked uneasy and did nothing. "They don't trust you," Evy murmured and he blinked.
"Right. Of course. Why should you trust me? I could be lying. I'm not, but I could be. Well. I'm going to let my best man here explain."
Silence.
"Jeff," he whispered, "You're my best man."
"Your what?"
He shut the laptop partially and looked at him.
"Listen to me. In ten minutes, you're going to be a legend. In ten minutes, everyone on that screen will be offering you any job you want. But first," he said, clapping Jeff's shoulder, "You have to be magnificent. You have to make them trust you and get them working. This is it, Jeff, right here, right now. This is when you fly. Today's the day you save the world."
Jeff stuttered for a moment, unsure what to say, but then asked, "Why me?"
The Doctor grinned. "It's your bedroom." He handed him the laptop. "Now, go, go, go."
And then he took Evy's hand and was out the door. She popped her head back in briefly to say,
"Delete your internet history," with a raised eyebrow, and then they were gone.
~x~
Evy clambered up the ladder after the Doctor, a bit slower and much more cautiously than he had. When she reached the top, she ducked in through the window to see the Doctor facing a woman and two children, all holding hands.
"….if I am to die, let there be fire," the woman said with a gruesome smile and Evy hopped in and landed on her feet, making a dull thud.
"Okay," the Doctor said, turning his head to look at the creature. "You came to this world by opening a crack in space and time. Do it again. Just leave."
"I did not open the crack," the creature said and Evy raised her eyebrows.
"Then who did?" she asked, and it looked at her.
"The cracks in the skin of the universe. Don't you know where they came from?" it asked mockingly, "The Doctor doesn't know, but does his Lost Wanderer?" Evy's jaw clenched and she saw the Doctor flinch at the mention of that name.
"You don't, do you?" the creature asked, tauntingly. "Ha! The universe is cracked. The Pandorica will open. Silence will fall."
There was a clicking, crackling noise and the Doctor grinned. "And we're off! Look at that."
He pointed to the clock, which now read 0:00.
"Look at that! Yeah, I know, just a clock, whatever. But do you know what's happening right now? In one little bedroom, my team are working. Jeff and the world. And do you know what they're doing?"
The creature made a hissing sort of noise. "What?"
"They're telling everybody a word, all the same word," Evy answered, stepping up next to the Doctor.
"Exactly," he said, glancing at her with a smile, "And do you know what the word is? The word is zero. Now, me, if I was up in the sky in a battle ship, monitoring all communications on earth, I'd probably take that as a hint. And if I had a whole battle fleet surrounding the planet, I'd be able to track a simple old computer virus to its source in, what, under a minute?"
He reached into his pocket and pulled out Rory's phone, holding it up for the prisoner to see.
"The source, by the way, is right here."
Light suddenly shone in through the windows of the hospital room and the Doctor cheered, looking around. "Oh! And I think they just found it!"
"The Atraxi are limited," said Prisoner Zero, using the woman's voice again, "While I'm in this form, they'll still be unable to detect me. They've tracked a phone, not me."
"Yeah," said the Doctor, "but this is the good bit. I mean, this is my favorite bit. Do you know what this phone is full of?"
The creature seemed a bit nervous, but stood its ground. The Doctor turned to look at Evy, expecting her to reply.
"Pictures," she answered, catching on. "Pictures of you." The last part was directed at Prisoner Zero.
"Every form you've learned to take, right here, right now. Ooh, and being uploaded about now," the Doctor added, looking down at the phone.
"And the final score is no TARDIS, no screwdriver, two minutes to spare. Who da man?" he flung his arms out wide.
Evy bit her lip, trying not to laugh. The Doctor looked around at everyone and then put his arms down. "Ooh, yes. I'm never saying that again. Fine."
The creature kept right on with the conversation, ignoring his little outburst. "Then I shall take a new form."
"Stop it," he laughed, "You know you can't. Takes months to form that kind of psychic link."
The creature smiled gruesomely. "And I've had years."
It began to glow red and Evy collapsed where she stood, clutching her head. He dropped to his knees.
"Evy? Come on," he took her face in his hands, "You've got to hold on!"
Evy was now crawled up into a ball, head in her hands. She could barely keep herself awake as she felt Prisoner Zero banging in her mind, attempting to get in. But she won't let him.
The creature growled. "Oh, she's a feisty one. But don't worry, everyone gives in eventually."
The Doctor gave him a glare before turning back to Evy's limp body. Her eyes were now closed.
"No, no, no, don't sleep! You've got to stay awake, please!"
Rory slapped his back, pointing and he looked up. It was him. The way he used to be, with spiky hair and a brown, pin-striped suit. Prisoner Zero had succeeded getting into Evy mind and rifled through her memories to pick him. But then it morphed into someone else. He sat up, looking at it in confusion.
It was a man, a bit taller than he had been, with sort of floppy brown hair and a big chin. He wore a practically destroyed button down shirt that was partly untucked.
"Well that's rubbish," he said, looking at it, "Who's that supposed to be?"
"It's you," Rory told him and he blinked.
"Me? Is that what I look like?" he looked down at himself briefly and then up at Rory, who seemed bewildered.
"You don't know?" Amy asked in confusion, "How could you not know?"
"Busy day," he defended, "Why me, though? You're linked with her. Why are you copying me?"
"I'm not," it said and his blood ran cold. It was Evy's voice….except it wasn't. It was Prisoner Zero. It stepped out from behind him, holding his hand.
"Poor Evelyn," it said, looking down at her body on the floor, "dreaming of her Doctor. But he's left her behind. Left her to wander. To become lost once more. You've become such a disappointment to her."
The Doctor's jaw twitched and for a moment, seeming to believe what the creature said. But then he looked down at the real Evelyn Paris, lying in his arms, and he knew it was just lies.
"No. Not all who wander are lost. She's dreaming about me because she can hear me." he cupped her face, leaning down close to her.
"Evy, don't just hear me, listen. Remember the room? The room in your house that had a perception filter? Evy, please, dream about what you saw."
"No, no, no!" cried Prisoner Zero, as the creature that had taken the form of Evy and the Doctor disappeared, and was replaced by a slimy, scaly, reptilian alien. It looked a bit like a snake, but with huge, flesh-piercing fangs and covered in slime.
"Well done Prisoner Zero," the Doctor said, "A perfect impersonation of yourself."
A spotlight shone through the window, landing right on the creature. "Prisoner Zero is located," called the voice of the guard, "Prisoner Zero is restrained."
The snake-alien-prisoner hissed at him. "Ssssilence, Doctor. Sssssilence will fall." There was a flash, and it was gone.
"No!" He cried, gently putting Evy's head on the floor and bounding over to the window, looking up.
"Has it gone?" came a foggy-sounding voice from behind him. Evelyn.
"Yes, it's gone. You saved the world," he soothed, running to her and patting her hair awkwardly, but she pushed him away.
"But the Atraxi. They threatened to burn this planet? My planet? Well, big mistake," she was outraged, and quite rightly so.
He stood up, helped her to her feet, pulled out Rory's phone, dialing a number.
"But, the sun…it's back to normal. That's good, yes?" Rory asked, sounding confused, "That means it's over."
"Yeah," Amy said proudly, "The Doctor did it."
"No I didn't."
"What are you doing?" Rory asked.
"Tracking the signal back. Sorry in advance," the Doctor said, holding the phone up in the air.
"About what?"
Evy grimaced. "That's gonna be one helluva bill," she muttered, thinking back to the bill Wilfred had gotten from Donna's call from 79 A.D in Pompeii.
"Oi!" The Doctor yelled into the phone, "I didn't say you could go! Article 57 of the Shadow Proclamation. This is a fully-established, level 5 planet, and you were going to burn it? What? Did you think no one was watching? You lot, back here, now." he turned off the phone and threw it to Rory.
"Okay. Now I've done it."
Evy stifled a laugh as they started walking down the hallway leading to a door.
"Uh, did he just bring them back? Did he just save the world from aliens and then bring all the aliens back again?" Rory called after them in confusion.
"Where are you going?" Amy asked, running to catch up with them. The Doctor flung open the doors in front of him dramatically.
"The roof." He saw a door and ducked in there, saying, "No. Hang on."
Rory and Amy followed him, shutting the door behind them. The Doctor began to pick up shirts everywhere, throwing them back down onto the floor again when they didn't take to his liking.
"What's in here, then?" Evy asked as she caught the plaid shirt he flung over his shoulder.
"I'm saving the world," he explained, throwing more shirts and ties over his shoulder, "I need a decent shirt. To hell with the raggedy. Time to put on a show!" he had narrowed it down to about 4 shirts and a handful of ties.
"You just summoned aliens back to earth," Rory said, trying to get the Doctor's attention. He wasn't even looking at him, facing the other way.
"Actual aliens, deadly aliens."
The Doctor began to unbutton his shirt.
"Aliens of death, and now you're….taking your clothes off."
The Doctor's shirt was gone. No shirt. He then proceeded to unbutton his pants.
Evy face palmed herself, face a bit red, and turned around muttering, "Oh, Jesus. Amy, he's taking his clothes off."
The Doctor laughed at them.
"Turn your back if it embarrasses you," he said, trying on a black shirt and then taking it off just as quickly.
"Are you stealing clothes now?" Rory asked, becoming uncomfortable, "Those clothes belong to people, you know..." he trailed off and turned around.
Amy did not.
"Are you not going to turn your back?" Rory hissed at Amy, who smirked.
"Nope."
~x~
The Doctor finally decided on a sort of reddish-pink shirt with stripes on the wrists and suspenders clipped to his pants, and three or four ties thrown around his neck, untied. He also had abandoned the white Chucks for a sturdy pair of brown leather shoes, claiming that the sneakers were too small.
"Time to go," he said, spinning around and grabbing Evy's hand to drag her back through the room, Amy and Rory following. He stopped for a moment, spotting a beige jacket and handed it to Evy.
"Hold that, would you? Thanks."
Once they got onto the roof, they immediately spotted a ship, one of the snowflakey things they'd seen before, and an eyeball at the very center, looking right at them.
The Doctor walked right up to it - Amy, Evy, and Rory aware to stay back - and looked it right in the eye.
"But they were leaving! Wasn't that good?" Amy asked, and the Doctor gave a short laugh.
"Leaving is good. Never coming back is better. Come ooooon then!" he yelled up at the ship,
"The Doctor will see you now!"
Rory jumped back the tiniest bit as the eye swooped down from the ship, stopping maybe 3 meters from them. The eye sent out some sort of scan right over the Doctor, who was pulling his suspenders up over his shoulders.
"You are not of this world," said the voice from the eye after the scan was complete. It sounded like the guard.
"No, but I've put a lot of work into it," he said, adjusting the suspenders. He picked up two of the ties around his neck and compared them.
"I don't know. What do you think?" he asked, showing them to Evy, who rolled her eyes, showing disinterest.
"No, I didn't think so either." He took them both off and threw them behind him to Rory.
"Is this world important?"
"Important?" Evy gave a short - but sarcastic - laugh.
"Six billion people live her, is that important?" the Doctor asked, backing her up. "But here's a better question. Is this world a threat to the Atraxi? Well, come on, you're monitoring the whole planet. Is this world a threat?"
The eye created a projection of the whole earth and watched it rotate.
"No."
"Are the people of this world guilty of any crimes by the laws of the Atraxi?"
The eye changed the projection. Now it was a live feed of humans. Humans all over the planet, all at once, just being human.
"No."
"Okay," the Doctor announced, "One more. Just one. Is this world protected?"
Images and videos of aliens trying to invade the earth flashed before their eyes.
The Cybermen. The Daleks. Sycorax. Gelth. Slitheen. And too many more to mention.
"Because you're not the first to have come here," the Doctor said, "Oh, there have been so many! And what you've got to ask is…what happened to them?" he took the coat and pulled it on, still fiddling with the one remaining tie.
Images flashed before their eyes. Faces. Different faces, but all belonging to one man.
That same man stepped forward and broke through the projection with a smirk.
"Hello. I'm the Doctor. Basically….run."
The eye shot back into its socket on the ship and the snowflake's blades began to spin, like a helicopter. And it ran away. All the way up to the clouds. And then it was gone, never to return.
The Doctor turned to the trio. "There we are. Can any of you lot tie a bowtie?"
Evy raised an eyebrow. "A bowtie?"
"Yes."
She reached up, tying the red tie into a perfect bow and tucking his collar down over it. "There," she said, straightening it, "Bowties are cool."
He grinned, opening his mouth to respond, but was cut off by Amy.
"Is that it? Is that them gone for good? Who were they?" she asked as the Doctor turned to her and explained.
"Oh, right. Well, the Atraxi are a sophisticated alien police race, which- Wait," he paused at turned around to notice something. Evy was gone.
"Where's Evy?"
"Oh," Rory said, finally noticing. "Must've ran. Don't worry, she does that often."
The Doctor started pacing around. "No, no, no, why did she run? She doesn't just-" he quickly stopped and slowly started to smile. "Oh. Oh, yes, of course."
The Scottish girl and her 'kind-of-boyfriend', not following, stared at him confused.
"What? Has this got anything to do with the-" Amy began, but the Doctor had already gone after Evy, sprinting through the hospital and back to Amy's house to their TARDIS.
"Okay," the Doctor said when he reached her, "What have you got for me this time?"
He unlocked the door and swung it open to be greeted by a new console room as well as a stunning Evy. Her new ginger hair was now down, glasses off, and back to wearing her leather jacket and combat boots.
"What do you think?"
"Oh, look at you," the Doctor said as he shut the door behind him. "Oh, you sexy thing, look at you!"
Evy's jaw dropped as her face was tinged with pink.
"W-what?!"
Realizing what he'd said, his eyes widened as his face lit up like a Christmas tree. Does she think I called her sexy?
"No, no, no! I-I meant the TARDIS," he gave a fake laugh, waving his hands about.
"Ah," she managed to breathe out.
"Not that I don't find you sexy. W-which I do, in fact! I mean- no!" He groaned as he raked his hand through his floppy brown hair, messing it up even more. "What I'm trying to say is... um... you look... great."
Evy blushed, but gave a smile that made his hearts race. "Thanks... You too."
He grinned and ran to the console next to her, eager to try out all of the new buttons and twirly thingies and bells.
The TARDIS began the dematerialization sequence, leaving a very sad, very confused Amy Pond just outside. Again.
~CHAPTER 3 END~