Two Months Prior
"Go to your room!" The Doctor stated. The patients stopped in mid-walk and turned their head onto a slight angle. "Go to your room! I'm very angry with you, so, go to your room!" Slowly they turned away and headed back to their beds.
The Doctor grinned, "Well I'm glad that worked. Those would've been terrible last words!" I shook my head. Well done, Doctor, I thought. You've made a fool of yourself yet again!
"Why are they wearing gas masks?" Rose asked.
"They're not." I replied sadly, "It's their flesh and bone."
"How was your con supposed to work?" The Doctor asked Jack, turning our attention back to the problem.
"Simple enough, really. Find some harmless piece of space junk, let the nearest Time Agent track it back to Earth, convince him it's valuable, name a price. When he's put fifty percent up front, oops!" Jack made a smug but very innocent facial expression. "A German bomb falls on it, destroys it forever. He never gets to see what he's paid for, never knows he's been had. I buy him a drink with his own money, and we discuss dumb luck. The perfect self-cleaning con." I looked into Jack's eyes with disgust.
"That's just completely wrong. Did you ever think that your actions would bring more devastation to the people of the world than what has already happened?" I growled, pretty angry that this con man could be this low.
"It was a burnt-out medical transporter. It was empty." Jack protested.
"Take a look around the room. This is what your harmless piece of space-junk did." The Doctor replied with utter disgust. Rose looked on not really sure what to say.
"I even programmed the flight computer so it wouldn't land on anything living. I harmed no-one." Jack continued to protest. "I don't know what's happening here, but believe me, I had nothing to do with it."
A siren blares loudly and clearly into the far distance. Rose looks around as she jumps at the sudden noise.
"What's that?" she asks the Doctor.
"The all clear." Jack replies, hoping to gain a bit of redemption.
"I wish." The Doctor snorted in response and walked out of the room. Jack and Rose looked at each other in confusion as I tore after the Doctor.
"So, Grace" He said as we ran up the stairs, "What bring you here? You're definitely not from around this era."
"Just passing through." I smiled. Well, it was true. I wasn't about to tell him that I know his future self, that's a paradox not worth risking.
"And you just happen to have a Vortex Manipulator?" The Doctor pressured.
"It was my mother's." I replied. True, but not the whole truth.
"What was she? A Time Agent, like Captain Jack in there?" The Doctor raised an eyebrow.
"Yes," I lied, "She was a Time Agent but was incarcerated and later executed for something she didn't do. She gave me her Vortex Manipulator to protect me from the Time Agency."
"Well, I believe you." He replied quietly. I breathed easier, thank God he believe it. "Better let the others catch up, I can hear them calling."