Doctor And Assistant (Chapter6)

Chapeter Six: Angels

/the Doctor\\

Weeping Angels.

The thought hit him and his assistant at the same time. They both looked at each other slowly, jumping back like they had seen a ghost when their concerned gazes met. "You don't think... Cara, are you lying?"

"No," Cara shrugged, "I never lie."

Derpy gasped. "Then... Doctor? It can't be. No, it can't be!"

"Girls, just stay calm," he whispered.

"Why would we need to stay calm?" Cara asked.

"Angels," Derpy whispered back. "Oh, Doctor, I don't want to see Angels!"

"It's okay, Derpy, it's okay. We'll find a way out."

"What are Angels?" Cara tried again. She stood up, walking away so her back was to them, stopping a foot away.

Scraping from behind them.

The Doctor spun around behind them at the same time as Derpy, who let out a soft gasp and jumped off of the bench with a scream. Cara eyed up the two statues. Their bodies were dark grey, made entirely of stone, wings sprouting off and their eyes covered. "They both look like the one I saw. How'd it get there?"

"Cara, they move. Don't blink."

"But-"

"-DON'T blink," the Doctor repeated. Thoughts ran through his head and he unknowingly said them aloud. "Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay... Okay, we need to get to the TARDIS but how? How... How would you run away from something without looking away? Is it possib- WALKING BACKWARDS!"

"What?!" the girls yelled in unison.

"Derpy, hold my hand," the Time Lord instructed. Derpy didn't hesitate. She held out her hand, the Doctor lacing their fingers together. "When I say walk, walk. Don't worry. I will get you. The only thing to think of is the Angel."

"O-o-okay," Derpy nodded, the Doctor's touch sending a warmness through her veins and up her arm.

"Cara, you too. Get over here. We have to do this together."

Cara did the same, her eyes on one Angel and Derpy's on the second. "What now?"

"We walk backwards. Well, you two will walk backwards."

"What?!" the girls yelled again.

"I remember where I parked the TARDIS. I'll tell you when to step, where to step. You two will need to have your eyes in them the entire time. They have eyes for you two. But listen, I won't let them get to either of you," he promised. No one answered. "Squeeze my hand if you understand."

Cara followed his instructions, but Derpy lagged before coming to a conclusion and doing the same.

"And don't look in their eyes. So, don't blink, don't turn your back, and don't look into their eyes. Got me?" the Doctor made sure.

They both nodded.

"Allons-y," he mumbled.

There he goes again, putting his assistant in danger. How many times would this be now? Somewhere in the late-hundreds. Of course. Of-bloody-course.

"Keep me updated on their status," the Doctor instructed. He turned around, switching his grip towards where the TARDIS was located. "Tell me if they move, and if you have to blink, tell me."

They kept walking, keeping a good pace up. Derpy tripped on a rock the Doctor didn't see, and he caught her just in time. She kept her vision on the Angel even though he secretly wanted her to look up so he could kiss her.

'Again? Come on, Doctor. Enough with the fantasies. You might probably die right now,' he told himself.

"Doctor?" Cara gasped. "There's a third!"

"That puts a damper on our plans. Seems to be I should walk like you guys, too."

"ARE YOU CRAZY?!" Derpy shouted. "No, no, my eyes!"

"Huh?"

She concentrated, her left eye on her original one and her right eye on the new third.

The Doctor gasped. "Derpy, you intelligent beaut-" he cut himself off from finishing his sentence ("Derpy, you intelligent beauty!").

Derpy clenched her hands into fists and bit down on her lip, a fierce look in her eyes, muttering something no one could hear.

They carefully made their way to the TARDIS, the Doctor guiding the two as they walked away from the 3 Angels. Meanwhile, all the Doctor could think about were the "What-If's?".

What if Derpy tripped again? What if Caraphernelia blinked? What if another Angel appeared?

'NO!' he barked at himself in his head. 'No, stop it! No. Nothing will happen to them so long as I am breathing.'

"Derpy, what's the status?" he asked her.

"Er... 3 Angels, like before. They're really far away now," she answered.

"And how exactly do we get rid of these... Angels?" Caraphernelia asked.

"I have an idea," the Doctor proclaimed. "We ride on the TARDIS."

The 2 girls stopped walking and yelled "WHAT?!" without turning.

"I'm serious," the Doctor shrugged, softly grabbing one of each's shoulders and urging them to continue.

"But, Doctor, wouldn't they absorb the Time Energy?" Derpy asked. "Can't we give them to someone else?"

"Us 3 are the only ones to see them. They are reaching out to us, not any of the other hundred-thousands of people here! So what, they absorb a bit of Time Energy? Nothing too bad, so long as it doesn't give off so much."

"Doctor, you must be mad," Cara muttered.

Derpy talked underneath of the Doctor. "Actually, a lot more than mad," she whispered, "he's got his own category."

The Doctor couldn't hear Derpy's quiet voice and kept rambling. "Oi!" he shouted. "Don't diss my mental stabilization! But I've been doing even more thinking-"

"-AH!" Caraphernelia screamed. Her Angel had moved closer. They paused, deciphering what to do next.

"Cara!" Derpy gasped in shock. "Okay, okay, listen, just calm down. Doctor? What do we do?! I need to blink!"

"Oh, um, um... Right. Derpy. Blink ONE eye at a time. One Angel will move forward with each," the Doctor ordered.

"But-"

"Just do it! I can handle yours if needed." Derpy shot him a nervous glance before blinking as he had said quickly. "Good?" he asked.

"Well, I have a headache from focusing my right eye, but nothing too bad," she sighed in response, again looking at the two Angels.

"Can we start walking again?" Caraphernelia asked.

"Right," the Doctor nodded. "Walking."

/Derpy\\

They reached the TARDIS after what had felt like forever. Derpy's Angels had moved closer about 6 times, and Cara's were closer than needed. She had tripped due to clumsiness and her Angel progressed a few feet each time.

"Alright," the Doctor said loudly. "We're at the TARDIS."

"What now?" Derpy asked curiously. "Blinking," she then warned.

"Gotcha," he answered, watching each of her Angels periodically. "You two'll ride on the outside-"

"-WHAT?!" the two girls yelled in shock.

"It's possible. Derpy, remember Captain Jack Harkness?" the Doctor asked his assistant.

"Um.. Oh, yeah! The one who flirted with everything?"

"Precisely," the Time Lord said, although he was hiding an obvious sad tone. "Remember how he chased us, hopped onto the TARDIS, and we drove without knowing?"

"Yeah. But wh– you're going to have us do that, aren't you?"

"Correct."

"... You'd better not let us fall into the Vortex," Derpy grimaced.

"Trust me; I would never do that. Now, do as I say. Cara, stay there. Derpy, walk backwards. I'll guide you," the Doctor said. Soon, a hand was on her shoulder, his other grasping her hand. "Okay, I have you now. Follow my lead."

She was guided until he bumped into something she presumed to be the TARDIS. "You need to hold on, or you'll be wiped from all existence."

"Yeah, no pressure," she whimpered.

"Hey, don't be like that... Don't you trust me?" he asked, directing her hands to the corners of the police box, her back leaning against the outside.

"Yeah, I trust you, but it doesn't mean you won't forget we are out here."

"I can't do this any longer!" Cara yelled.

"Right, right. Derpy, eyes on the two Angels. Cara, I'll do the same to you."

Derpy lost herself in thought, gripping so tightly against the TARDIS her knuckles turned to a pale white. 'How could this work?' she asked herself. 'What if I fell in – NO. No thoughts of that! Just focus on the Angels. The...'

"Doctor?" she asked.

"Yes?"

"Where did the Angels go?"

The Doctor tensed, whipping his body towards where the three Angels had been, his eyes widened.

"They can't just... disappear, can they? I turned around, guys, but... they should have moved closer, right?" Caraphernelia asked.

Derpy began panicking. She always hated Weeping Angels. She was petrified, to be exact. Actually, petrified was an understatement. "Doctor?! Oh my God, oh my God! Where are they?!"

"Derpy, calm down, calm down!" the Doctor yelled. She stopped her tantrum, looking at him with huge eyes, her thoughts now only of possible scenarios. "Look, Derpy, it'll be okay, okay? Come 'ere."

Derpy embraced the Doctor tightly, burying her face into his suit. "I'm sorry," she frowned.

"It's all right. It's okay to be scared some times; it is normal. I won't let them get you," he murmured into her hair.

Caraphernelia gasped, squealing uncontrollably. "Derptor!"

Derpy slanted her eyes in confusion, the Time Lord stepping away. "What?" she asked.

"That'd be your shipping name!"

"Our... what?!" Derpy gasped in surprise.

"Ya know, you two – like a power couple name that we give actors and actresses?"

The Doctor rolled his eyes. "But we aren't actors."

"Yeah, but don't you both lo-"

"Cara! Angel!" Derpy yelled, cutting her sentence off.

Caraphernelia turned around to see a Weeping Angel less than a foot away.

"They're coming back!" the Doctor warned them in a shout, scanning the stone figures with his sonic screwdriver. "And it looks like they need to feed! Regain your grips, both of you, and keep your eyes on them! I'll start up the TARDIS!" The Time Lord ran into the police box.

"Derpy, is is even going to work?" Cara nervously asked, her hands turning to a pale white to signify how tightly she held on.

"Maybe. Eyes on the Angels!"

The cold air swam at them and bit their faces. They kept blinking against their will. Derpy's had come back, and all 3 in total were about a foot away. The stone figures had their teeth bared and their arms outstretched, freaking the two anxious girls out. They began fading, then coming back, closer with each time.

"Allons-y," Derpy muttered.

In a flash, orbs and streams of reds, purples, yellows, and blues surrounded them. Cara and Derpy tightened their grips when the TARDIS began spiraling.

"I can't hold on!" Cara yelled.

"Yes you can!" Derpy argued.

The doors opened and the Doctor tried to see their statuses. "Derpy! Grab Cara's hand and bring her to you! I need to stay and make sure the TARDIS doesn't hit much turbulence!"

"Then what?!" she shouted back.

"Get back to the doors!"

Derpy gulped, flashed a weak smile at the Doctor, and began shuffling her feet to Caraphernelia. Once she was there, Derpy saw how Cara's expression had turned to a panicked grimace. Derpy held out her hand and she roughly took it... —

... before falling.

With a short scream, Cara's grip became tighter on Derpy's hand as she lost her balance and tumbled off of the TARDIS's outside.

"Cara!" Derpy gasped, using all of her strength to keep her from slipping any further into the vortex.

The TARDIS began to twirl and spin in the Time Vortex. Derpy swung Cara over towards the other side, jumping to her right.

Now, with only one hand to use, Derpy had to keep Cara and herself from falling.

/the Doctor\\

Something slapped the wood on the outside of his TARDIS, causing him to spin around to the opened doors. Giving up his grip on the rails to keep him from falling out, he peeked out and saw two things.

1) Derpy, using one hand to try and keep a life-or-death grip on the corner.

And 2), Caraphernelia dangling into the Vortex.

The Doctor automatically went for the closest thing, his assistants hand. There was a small chance that he could pull me both up and in at the same time, but he risked it anyway. Their fingers were just brushing when the TARDIS slammed into the outer wall of the Vortex.

Derpy slipped and fell, disappearing from view.

(Author's Note: those of you who are still not over Doomsday, including me, do not read the next line for your own sake.)

"Derpy!" he screamed, his hand still reaching out for her, "hold on!"

He hopped down, his hands gripping onto the bottom outside ledge. Derpy was doing the same, lifting her left arm towards him so he would take Cara first.

Using as much strength as he could, the Doctor lifted Cara to a spot where she could easily climb in on her own into the Control Room. Derpy returned his concerned expression. "What now?!"

He forced a laugh, extending his hand. "Your turn!"

"How?!"

"Trust me!"

The Doctor flashed a sincere smile at his assistant. She watched him for a few seconds before she took his hand.

"Just swing me over!"

"Alright!" he nodded, doing as she had said. She was extremely light, thankfully making it easier on him.

Afterwards, he began climbing himself. The TARDIS spiraled once more. He grabbed Derpy's extended hand and she pulled him inside.

He fell on the floor next to his beautiful assistant. They shared an enduring look before erupting into a fit of laughter and cheers in a tight embrace.

Cara shut the doors, panting. "You guys are insane!"

"We know!" Derpy giggled.

"And it's better off that way," the Time Lord agreed.

Cara leaned to Derpy. "How have you survived seven months of him?!"

"Pure luck," she smiled. Her smile widened when the Doctor (who had taken the time to stand up) grabbed her hand and pulled her to her feet.

Cara then turned to the Doctor who was dusting off his coat. "And what were we in?"

"The Time Vortex," the Doctor grinned.

"Why was it like that; just a mess of colors?" Cara asked.

The Doctor's madman grin doubled, Derpy mouthing the words of what he was about to say. "People assume that time is a strict progression of cause-to-effect, but actually, from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint, it's more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey... stuff."

Caraphernelia rolled her eyes. "Very specific," she snickered.