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Here comes a new chapter! This is a prequel for Journey to the Center of the Tardis, I do hope you will like it. You can read it while listening to "BBC Sherlock Theme Song" (by Johnny Campbell on Youtube) as I wrote it while listening to it, which means I tried to make it fit to the music rhythm.
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Chapter 43
The Doctor looked around his console room, the time rotor humming and going round above his head as the lights on the walls were accompanying it.
He was alone.
In fact, he had not seen Clara for a few hours now and wondered where she was. He did not want her to be lost in the depths of the Tardis, did he?
Uncrossing his arms, he climbed down the stairs and started to walk down one of the corridors, heading to her bedroom first.
At one corner, as he was going to turn right, he heard a noise behind him and turned around, thinking it might be her.
Nothing.
He frowned a bit and went further, until he got to her bedroom. Resting his hand on the doorknob, he pushed slowly on the door, peeking inside the girl's room that had been decorated by the time machine with Tardis blue walls and red wooden furniture, books on the vast shelves.
No Clara.
Closing the wooden panel, he turned on his heels and went towards the other side, where he thought the noise came from a few minutes ago.
He walked down and down the corridors and hallways, until he saw a shadow at the end of one. He ran, as silently as he could, trying to catch up to it.
As he got to the end, at the corner of one more corridor in this maze that was his ship, it was empty.
Empty and silent.
His frown deepened and he shook his head, starting to think he was seeing things. He took out his sonic screwdriver and scanned the area, suspicious, slowly stepping forward, carefully putting one foot after the other on the ground.
Again he heard a noise ahead, about fifty meters on a side corridor, and he started to chase it again.
A little chuckle echoed, as though it was far far away and his hearts failed when he recognized the voice that let the sound escape.
But this made him run faster to try to see where and who was there.
He ran and ran, until his breath shortened,
His hearts racing and yearning for Heaven,
Through the labyrinth of the infinite time machine,
Chasing after a chimera, or an illusion,
A trick, or maybe his reason.
Sipping her hot cup of Earl Grey tea, Clara rose an eyebrow as she was reading a good bit in the book she was holding.
Sitting in a very comfortable old style chair, certainly Victorian style, Clara was in the library of the Tardis, the huge room filled with wooden shelves and thousands of old books, being a lovely place to have a good time when they were not off saving the Universe.
She put back the cup on the little table next to her and turned the page.
The adventures of Sherlock Holmes were so entertaining to read. Especially since the Doctor, from her perspective was very similar to the character Sherlock.
For a minute she pondered on the idea of asking him to meet Sherlock Holmes. She was pretty fond of the Victorian era, and meeting the famous detective would be very interesting. But then again it was a fictional character so it would be impossible, though meeting Sir Arthur Conan Doyle would already be a great experience as it is. Being in Victorian London would be a great experience. She got back to her reading.
Such a talented man.
She took the cup and sipped more of her tea with a pleased look.
Suddenly the heavy door of the library burst open and the Doctor ran inside, only stopping as he saw her sitting there, her eyebrows intrigued at the fact that he was pointing his sonic screwdriver at her.
Panting, he said:
"What the hell were you doing?"
"I'm sorry?"
"I was looking for you and there was that shadow and… Is that tea?! How comes you have tea?!"
"Oh." she let out looking down at the steamy cup. "The Tardis made it. I wanted to read a book, so I came here and on the table was the cup and this book. Very good choice for both of them." she said, a little spark lightning up her eyes.
The Doctor looked a bit confused at this but then grabbed her hand and led her back to the console room.
"Someday I'll get someone that understand what "don't wander off" means..." he mumbled before suddenly stopping.
"What's wrong?"
"Shhhh…" he shushed her, pointing at the shadow on the ground at the end of the corridor, as though someone was walking away.
"Doctor, I don't see anything…"
"Stay with me." he said, and they started to run, up and up, faster and faster through the corridors, rooms, hallways and staircases, sometimes stopping to scan the area.
Until finally, they got to the console room.
There, he flicked some buttons and reached for one screen, scanning the whole time machine for lifeforms, Clara at his side.
"Doctor, I don't think there's something here, it might just have been a light effect or steam, like here in the console room." she reassured him.
"Yeah …" he slowly said, as they were the only two life forms displayed on screen. "How come the Tardis made you tea? She has never done that before." he then asked, turning to her, his arms crossed.
She smiled with a smirk and pat the console unit with a gentle look.
"We get along well I think, that's all, you should be happy we do, it could be worse you know!" she said before heading to her bedroom. Before entering the corridor, she turned around and said with a wink: "Don't worry Doctor, you're still her madman."
And on his question, silence fell
The madman and his reason, knowing full well,
That about that girl, was something incredible
As she was, for sure, Impossible.
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