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"What do we do now?" Rose asked me as we started back onto the estate.
"Look him up on the internet?" I suggested with a shrug. "Though we can't use my computer. It has a virus again."
"We can use Mickey's." We took a detour to Mickey's flat. He seemed happy to see Rose out and about after last night.
"Hey, hey, here's my woman. And her ever secretive sister."
"Shut up." Rose teased before they gave each other a quick kiss.
"Coffee?" He asked us.
"I'm good." I said, grimacing at the memory of the last time I had let him make me coffee.
"Yeah, only if you wash the mug. And I don't mean rinse, I mean wash. Can we use your computer? Nix's has a virus again." She explained walking away.
"Yeah. Wait, Don't read my emails!" He yelled after us.
"Damn, that was our whole reason for coming here." I teased back.
"Oh shut it Nix. You're feisty today." He called out.
"I'm more fun this way." I joked before joining Rose in Mickey's room. She was typing on the computer. First she typed 'Doctor' 17 million results popped up. She groaned and typed 'Doctor Living Plastic'. There was 55 thousand results. I moved her hands and typed 'Doctor Blue Box'. Luckily there were only 493 results. We looked at the list. The first one seemed intriguing. It simply read 'Doctor Who? ...do you know this man contact Clive here.' Rose clicked on it. On the first page there was a fuzzy picture of the Doctor.
I sat in the back of Mickey's yellow VW Beetle as he drove up a street. Rose was looking for the address.
"There it is." She pointed at a house. Mickey pulled over and parked the car. Rose and I started getting out of the car.
"You're not coming in." I pointed at Mickey. He had been in a mood ever since we told him where we were going.
"He's safe. He's got a wife and kids." Rose added.
"Yeah, who told you that? He did. That's exactly what an internet lunatic murderer would say." Mickey whined.
"Mickey, there's two of us and just one of him. I think we can handle ourselves. Plus, you've seen me kick a grown man's arse before for hurting mum's feelings." I offered. He simply huffed. Rose and I got out of the car and crossed the road. I knocked on the door. A young boy answered it.
"Oh, Hello. I've come to see Clive? We've been emailing." Rose offered. The boy rolled his eyes and turned around, yelling through the house.
"Dad! It's two of your nutters!" He called out before walking off. A larger man came to the door smiling.
"Oh, sorry. Hello. You must be Rose and Phoenix. I'm Clive, Obviously." He chuckled. I smiled at him, then remembered Mickey in his car.
"We should tell you now. Rose's boyfriend is over there in the car, just in case you're planning to kill us." I joked.
"No, good point. No murders." He waved at Mickey who puffed out his chest a bit. I rolled my eyes. Clive let us in and started walking through the house.
"Who is it?" A woman called out. I'm assuming it was his wife.
"Oh it's something to do with the Doctor. These girls have been reading the website." He answered her. "Please, come through. I'm set up in the shed." He led us out back. I gave Rose a strange look. She shook her head. We walked into a blacked out shed where pictures were hung up all over the walls. There were dozens of files strewn about.
"Lovely workspace." I commented, not knowing what to say to the man.
"Thank you. A lot of this stuff's quite sensitive. I couldn't just send it to you two. People might intercept it, if you know what I mean. If you dig deep enough and keep a lively mind, this Doctor keeps cropping up all over the place. Political diaries, conspiracy theories, even ghost stories. No first name, no last name, just the Doctor. Always The Doctor. And the title seems to have been passed down from father to son. It appears to be an inheritance. That's your Doctor there, isn't it?" He asked, pointing to his computer screen.
"Yeah." We agreed, though the picture was quite blurry.
"I tracked it down to the Washington public archive just last year. The online photo's enhanced, but if we look at the original." He held out a picture for us to look at. "November the 22nd, 1963."
"The assassination of President Kennedy?" I asked.
"It must be his father." Rose commented. He started pulling out other photos and even sketches.
"Going further back. April 1912. This is a photo of the Daniels family of Southampton, and friend. This was taken the day before they were due to sail off for the New World on the Titanic, and for some unknown reason, they canceled the trip and survived. And here we are. 1883. Another Doctor. And look, the same lineage. It's identical. This one washed up on the coast of Sumatra on the very day Krakatoa exploded." Each picture, he looked the same. "The Doctor is a legend woven throughout history. When disaster comes, he's there. He brings the storm in his wake and he has one constant companion." His voice was low.
"Who's that?" Rose questioned.
"Death." Clive responded simply. A chill ran down my back.
"That's just. . . lovely." I muttered.
"If the Doctor's back, if you've seen him, girls, then one thing's for certain. We're all in danger. If he's singled you two out, if the Doctor's making house calls, then God help you." I didn't like his tone. It was setting me on edge.
"But who is he? Who do you think he is?" Rose continued, seemingly less worried than I was.
"I think he's the same man. I think he's immortal. I think he's an alien from another world." Clive responded. ~Like the one from my dream.~ I thought, then quickly shook my head.
"Thank you Clive. We should get going." I thanked him and we went back out to Mickey's car. I climbed back in the back seat and laid down.
"All right, he's a nutter. Off his head. Complete online conspiracy freak. You win!" Rose pouted.
"I dunno. Yes, he was a bit. . . odd, but you have to admit there was some evidence to support him." I added.
"Well, you would say that. You've always been a bit odd Nix."
"I feel the love." I groaned.
"It's true. So, what are we going to do tonight? I fancy a pizza. Want to come with Nix?" She asked.
"Eh, might as well."
"Pizza! P-p-p-pizza!" Mickey stated, not quite sounding himself.
"You alright there Mickey?" I asked.
"Or Chinese." Rose added, ignoring me and the strangeness of Mickey.
"Pizza!" Mickey laughed and started driving away. His driving was even worse than normal. I was starting to worry that he had gotten heat sickness being in the car while we were out. The ride to the restaurant was long and nerve wracking. Rose simply made little comments about Mickey's driving, whereas I just sat in the back holding on for dear life. Once he parked the car I quickly exited, thankful for the solid ground beneath my feet. After an eye roll from Rose, we went inside and got a table.
"Should we try the hospital? Suki said they have jobs going in the canteen. There's also a data entry job that you could try to get Nix." Rose suggested.
"You know I don't have the qualifications for that. I didn't finish school." I hummed, fidgeting with my phone.
"Is that it then, dishing out chips? We could do A Levels. Might give us a better chance." She offered with a frown.
"I blame Jimmy Stone. He's the reason you left school in the first place. I tried warning you against it but who was I to tell you not to leave school." I shrugged.
"Yeah, and look where he ended up. What do you think?" She asked Mickey, who had been relatively silent during our back and forth.
"So, where did you meet this Doctor?" He asked, ignoring her question. I glanced up at him, wondering where his new found fascination with the Doctor had come from. Something seemed wrong with his demeanor. He was smiling strangely.
"I'm sorry, wasn't I talking about me and Nix for a second?" Rose asked, sounding put out. This didn't seem to register with Mickey.
"Because I reckon it started back at the shop, am I right? Was he something to do with that?" He asked quickly.
"No." I said flatly, still keeping an eye on him.
"Come on." He tried.
"Sort of." Rose admitted. I turned my gaze to her. She shrugged.
"What was he doing there?" Mickey asked.
"We're not going on about it. Really." I said firmly.
"I know it sounds daft, but I don't think it's safe. I think he's dangerous." Rose continued, ignoring my attempts at telling her not to talk about it.
"But you can trust me, sweetheart, babe, sugar, babe, sugar. You can tell me anything. Tell me about the Doctor and what he's planning, and I can help you, Rose. Because that's all I really want to do, sweetheart, babe, babe, sugar, sweetheart." He repeated, almost sounding like a glitching program. I carefully watched him.
"What're you doing that for?" Rose asked.
"Seriously, what are you on about?" I asked, my stomach turning a bit. A waiter walked up to us.
"Your champagne." He offered. I looked up to see the Doctor standing there. He smirked. I raised an eyebrow.
"We didn't order any champagne. Where's the Doctor?" Mickey asked us. I slid my seat back a bit. The Doctor moved to the other side of the table to Rose's side.
"Madam, your champagne." He offered, trying to get her to notice him. I stifled a chuckle.
"It's not ours. Mickey, what is it? What's wrong?" She asked. I rolled my eyes at her oblivious attitude.
"I need to find out how much you know, so where is he?" Mickey asked.
"Doesn't anybody want this champagne?" The Doctor questioned.
"I'd love a glass right about now." I joked.
"Look, we didn't order it." Mickey snapped before looking up to see the Doctor standing there. "Ah, Gotcha." The Doctor started shaking the bottle. I slid my chair back even further, hoping that I wouldn't get hit with anything when he opened it.
"Don't mind me. I'm just toasting the happy group. On the house!" The Doctor smiled and uncorked the bottle. The cork flew into the air and hit Mickey square in the forehead. It went straight into his skull. He started chewing before spitting the cork out. Rose and I gasped.
"Anyway." Mickey stated. Suddenly his hand flattened into a large square. I pulled Rose up and away from the table as Mickey started destroying the table. The Doctor pulled off Mickey's head. The customers started screaming and getting up. The head in the Doctor's hands spoke. "Don't think that's going to stop me." The rest of the body started flailing around, destroying anything in it's path. Rose and I ran over to a pillar where a fire alarm was. She pulled the alarm as I started yelling at the customers.
"Get out! Everyone get out now!" People started running away from the flailing body and out of the restaurant. The Doctor ran over to us and we followed him. We ran through the kitchen and out to the back door, the body was following us, still destroying everything in it's path.
Once outside the restaurant, the Doctor ran his strange device around the door as if sealing it. Rose had run down the alley to a gate that was chained and locked. I looked over and noticed the same strange blue police call box a few feet away. It seemed strange but something was calling me to it. I was a foot away when I heard Rose call out.
"Open the gate! Use that tube thing. Come on!" She yelled at the Doctor.
"Sonic screwdriver." He replied.
"What?" I questioned.
"It's called a sonic screwdriver." He explained.
"Enough! Just use it!" Rose yelled at us.
"Nah. Tell you what, let's go in here." He said as he unlocked the door to the box and walked inside. The body that was impersonating Mickey started pounding on the metal door. Large dents began to form where it hit.
"You can't hide inside a wooden box. It's going to get us! Doctor!" Rose called out. I ignored her and followed the Doctor into the box.
It was beautiful and much larger than I had expected. There was something warm and comforting about it. It was gold and choral colored with support beams around the room. In the center there was a glowing console with a tube that ran to the ceiling. There were circular lights on the walls around the room. Finally Rose ran into the box where we were. The Doctor was hooking up the copy of Mickey's head onto the console. Rose looked around and ran back outside. I heard the metal door smash again and Rose finally returned. The door closed behind her.
"It's going to follow us!" She cried.
"The assembled hoards of Genghis Khan couldn't get through that door, and believe me, they've tried. Now shut up a minute." The Doctor responded while messing with the console again.
"You're quite rude today." I grumbled at him. He spared me a questioning glance before returning to his work. "You see, the arm was too simple, but the head's perfect. I can use it to trace the signal back to the original source. Right. Where do you want to start?" He rambled.
"The inside is bigger than the outside?" Rose said quietly.
"Yes." He replied.
"It's alien." She stated, slightly in awe.
"Yeah."
"Are you alien?" Rose asked.
"Uhm, I think that's a given." I muttered to her. She ignored me.
"Yes. Is that all right?" He asked.
"Yeah." She responded. I nodded. He looked at me.
"You're being quiet. What do you think?" He asked.
"It's beautiful. And yeah. I'm fine with it all." I added, looking around trying to memorize the beauty of it all.
"It's called the Tardis, this thing. T.A.R.D.I.S. That's Time And Relative Dimension In Space." He explained. Rose started crying. I ran over and hugged her tight, smoothing down her hair in an attempt to comfort her.
"It's alright. Just breathe." I soothed her.
"That's okay. Culture shock. Happens to the best of us. Well, except you Phoenix. Why are you taking things so well?" He asked. I glared at him for being less than comforting.
"I've always been known to believe in weird and impossible things. Hence me believing you before when you came to our flat." I explained.
"Did they kill him? Mickey? Did they kill Mickey? Is he dead?" Rose sobbed.
"Oh. I didn't think of that." The Doctor admitted. I bit my lip and looked down. I hadn't really thought about that. I was too distracted by a headless copy of him chasing us.
"He's my boyfriend. You pulled off his head. They copied him and you didn't even think? And now you're just going to let him melt?" She asked. I Looked over at the console to see the head melting.
"Melt?" The Doctor asked. I pointed at the console. "Oh, no, no, no, no, no!" He cried, running around the console, pulling levers and pushing buttons.
"What are you doing?" I asked, watching him with intrigue.
"Following the signal. It's fading. Wait a minute, I've got it. No, no, no, no! Almost there. Here we go!" The Tardis shuddered and stopped. The Doctor ran for the door. I stood with Rose who was still shaking.
"You can't go out there. It's not safe." She yelled.