The Doctors Army (A SuperWhoLock fanfiction)

by Ellidha

The Doctor is in trouble. This time he is the one who needs help. When Clara Oswald turns up in the Ponds front garden with instructions from The Doctor, the three of them find themselves rallying together some of The Doctors friends before it's too late. (Reveiws much appreciated! I'll try to post chapters when I can)

6. Chapter 6- Calling In His Favours

Hey! so this is chapter 6! enjoy! thanks for the great reveiws! keep 'em coming!

"Are you sure this will work?" John turned to Amelia and Rory who were now dressed in modern day clothes, he know knew that he had been wrong to call them hipsters as they actually had been dragged right out of the 30's. John, Sherlock, Amelia, Rory and Clara were all sitting by a fake fire in an extremely modern flat in Chicago. They had all looked terribly out of place when they had first arrived at the airport, two people dragged from the 1930's, a man with wild hair wearing striped pyjamas, a small girl in a dirty red dress and then there was John, who wore perfectly normal clothes and was probably the only reason that they hadn't been stopped by police. "I'm sure" Clara said, staring into the fire, she thought about what The Doctor had told her, what The Ponds and John and Sherlock all now knew. Clara she heard his voice in her head don't be worried she remembered how he looked on that screen; terrified and lost I'm in trouble, Clara, big trouble. I need you to call in a few favours for me, The TARDIS will know where to go, I'll get another message to you soon. Be careful. Oh god, be careful whatever you do. And then the video had shut off, just like that The Doctor was gone and the TARDIS was shaking and throwing her all over the place, wherever it was going it hadn't liked it. Clara shook her head, wiping the message from her head.

"Dean?" Sam asked as he followed his brother up the stairs of the old building, the staircase was cold and the bitter wind blowing through the windows didn't make it any better.

"Years back, dad and I were on a job and he turned up, him and Clara. It was incredible at first we thought he was a spirit or something, an angel even. The Doctor and Clara saved our asses, basically, and when he left he whispered something in my ear," he said and turned his head to Sam, "Veniet tempus, non nisi cum aliis, cum non liberabunt animam meam. Tempus erit, cum me certe iuvat, credo citius venit tempus. Paratos esse." He whispered in latin, "The time has come Sammy, The Doctor's calling in his favours"