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The Doctor paced furiously, considering all the options. Problem one- his sonic was in the hands of one of the greatest minds in history. Problem two- this greatest mind happened to live in Ancient Greece. Usually this wouldn't be a problem for the Doctor, except there was Problem three- his Tardis was fried, it wouldn't be taking him anywhere for a long time. And finally Problem four- Artie was quite mad at him for "breaking" the Antikythera Mechanism. Which in his defense wasn't entirely his fault, plus it was still working.

Claudia meanwhile was pacing as well. This "mad man" had a box. In fact she had put the box in the box aisle. Supposedly this box was a Tardis...unfortunately she hadn't had a chance to open the box. How she would love to gut it and remodel it~ caught up in her day dream she didn't hear what Artie and Myka were whispering.

"I don't trust him either, but it wasn't his fault," Myka said.

"Think of all the that could of happened," whimpered Artie. He was pretty pissed that the Doctor had disobeyed him and touched the Antikythera Mechanism.

"But it didn't," Myka reminded him sensibly. "We'll just have to watch him closely."

"We have, and he still touched the Antikythera Mechanism," Artie pouted. "That man," he said shaking his finger at the still pacing Doctor, "should be in a straight jacket."

Myka tended to agree with him, but she was a lot more level headed than Artie. Meanwhile Pete was rolling up and down on the balls of his feet. When everyone else was thinking serious matters Pete had been wondering how hard it was to tie a bow tie. Sometimes when he went undercover with Myka he would wear a tie, but was it harder to tie a bow tie? So he continued to bounce up and down waiting for something to be decided. Soon enough it was.

"Alright, I am going to go fix my Tardis," the Doctor said using his long legs and getting a head start.

"Wait for me," Claudia said with glee. This was her chance! She would finally get to see the inside of the Tardis, maybe she could even gut it open and put a new whatever in there!

Pete followed quickly behind (like a puppy chasing it's owner's heels thought Myka). She followed, not wanting to leave the Doctor unsupervised. Artie puffed behind them all, he wasn't quite as in shape as the rest of them.

At the Tardis's doors Claudia was asking a question. "What's your plan?"

"Well," the Doctor said fumbling with the key. "I am going to fix my Tardis, go back to Ancient Greece, get my Sonic, and well..that's all I've got so far."

Myka narrowed her eyes, "If you're an alien, why do you have a British accent?"

The Doctor opened his mouth, then closed it in shock. It was a good question, and he was surprised more people didn't ask him that more often. "Well I spend a great deal of time in Britain, I guess I just have picked up the accent while I was there," he said with a cheeky grin.

Myka just stared. Artie (who had finally arrived, still puffing and wiping his forehead with a handkerchief) gasped out, "no more running, okay?"

"Don't count on it gramps," Claudia said laughing, "didn't you hear the Doc, he said he spent all his time running."

The Doctor stiffened up. Not because Claudia had called him "Doc" (although that could be part of it), but because he remembered who he had been running from. He shook his head and entered his Tardis, his bliss. Unfortunately for him his bliss was interupted with a sharp intake of breath.

"IT'S BEAUTIFUL! OOH is that a Magnum Accelerator 9000? Wow, and is this a Marconi frequency bouncer...OHMIGOD, no way! No this isn't possible, is it? Is this truly a Madame Curie's Radiation Toxic Waste Disposal Chute?! Mm too bad it's a bit burned, but that can be fixed-" the Doctor tuned out the rest. This girl is amazing, he thought, how did she name all those parts? She would make a great companinon..NO he wasn't asking anyone else to die for him. He wouldn't even give her (or anyone else) even the opportunity to die for him. Although...he did like red heads...No he would forget all about it.

"What are you doing in here?" he finally asked. He tried to shoo her out the door.

"Oh no Doc, I am staying here and helping you fix this magnificent beast," she said already pulling out a wrench from her tool belt.

"Magnificent beast?" asked the Doctor with puzzlement. No one had ever called his Tardis a magnificent beast before...

Pretty soon they got into a steady rhythm of cleaning of the parts, the rewiring ect. The others had set up lawn chairs around the Tardis. It wasn't that there wasn't space inside (it was a Tardis after all), but they had wanted to stay out of the way of the clean up crew. Finally everything was set except for one last detail. In the crash the Doctor had broken the High Revolutionized, Galvanized steel, Generator that ran on vegetable oil. (Just because he was an alien, doesn't mean he isn't eco friendly!)

Claudia gave one look at it and ran off.

TO BE CONTINUED! (also I may not update this soon because I just started High school, which is a lot of work, so I'll be a bit busy. I will try to get the next bit to you as soon as I can though! Please leave your thoughts, I would love to hear them, in the form of a review!)