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Sorry for the wait. The muses ran off to LOM territory. Then they went into real life, which scared me. And I don't scare easily by what's in my brain.
They couldn't all fit into the Quattro. The Doctor had to be in it along with Gene and Ray. The other three decided to borrow a patrol car off of the Manchester police. They were roaring in the streets while the Doctor guided them haphazardly with his machine. Twice, they had to go around because the car was going too fast. Eventually, they got to the region, in which the Doctor got out and started walking with the machine. After a few minutes, he stopped in front of a house. "Here!" he yelled, putting the machine away and pulled out the screwdriver, but he hid it up his sleeve. Gene was the first one behind him, the rest filed behind him. "What's first? Getting a warrant, checking for anyone?"
Gene went around him, pounding up the stairs and breaking the door in. "Guv, anybody passing by can have us arrested on the spot," Alex argued. She was ignored as they walked into the house. They closed the door and started looking around. Alex went upstairs while the rest stayed on the ground level.
Ray went to the living room. "Hey, Chris, this guy's got some fancy TV. You got to check this out." Others filtered into the room to watch Ray mess with the TV. He messed with the remote, going through normal channels before hitting the CCTV channel. They watched a lone figure lying on a metal bed. "What the hell? What type of show is this?"
"I don't think this is a show," Shaz said, picking up the speaker.
Gene held out his hand and she handed it over. "Who exactly am I looking at?" he spoke, gaining the attention of the person lying on the bed. They perked up at the voice, but settled back down and ignored him. "Oi, I'm talking to you, Sleeping Beauty."
Alex came up behind them, holding something in her hand. "Guv," she mumbled, gaining their attention. She opened up a box that contained pictures. Pictures of all of them. Chris and Shaz on a date. Ray at a bar, trying to pick up women. Gene sitting in his flat. Alex at Luigi's.
"This person's been watching us?" Shaz whispered, a little frightened. Chris put an arm around her when they saw one of a date just a few days ago. Alex handed off the box to see the TV clearer. "How long?"
"Well, this was New Year's Eve '79. There's Tyler and Cartwright," Ray informed, picking out a group photo. Sam had his head down with Annie's while they were discussing something. Gene was throwing back a drink and Chris was pranking Ray, who was getting back at him.
"He's been watching earlier than that. There's something from the Cales case in '76," Chris quipped, picking out a photo of Sam and Chris over a piece of evidence. They picked out photos going very early, back to June getting shot.
Alex sat down and picked up the speaker. She didn't know whether the person could talk back, but she could at least try. "My name's DI Alex Drake. I know you can hear me." The figure turned to the camera, shock written on his face. Shock went through her body. "Hunt!"
Gene turned around to the TV, seeing Alex stare back at the screen. The person had moved so that their face was seen. He grabbed the speaker. "Tyler! What the hell are you doing here?" he roared. Sam shook his head and silently laughed.
She grabbed it back. "Sam, can you tell us where you are?" He nodded, then jumped up on his bed. He started pounding on his ceiling. Thumps came from the floor beneath them. "Alright, we're coming down." She turned off the TV and started trying to find the door. The rest of them were already spread out, also trying to find it.
The Doctor was the one, opening a door under the stairs and walking down. "Oi, down here!" They all came down.
"It's too small," Shaz commented.
"Tyler!" A bang on the wall. "Keep pounding." More pounds came, leading the Doctor to scan the wall. He got to the right area and felt the door. A few sonics had the door opening. He stood to the side as Gene walked in. "You're a bloody pain in the arse, Tyler. Only you would attract something like this killer."
"And only you wouldn't be able to see the truth, Guv," he rasped, throat not being used for speaking in a long time. The Doctor took out the system on the glass and stood back. Sam walked out and stood for a minute before him. The rest of them pulled back to let them have space.
After a few minutes, both came out, looking better. "Right, now let's get out of this place and get Gladys to hospital."
"I don't need to go to hospital."
"I disagree," a voice drifted from above. They looked up to see Keats, holding a gun on the closest person to the staircase, which was Ray. All of them proceeded to move together, with Gene protecting Sam, Chris guarding Shaz and Ray moving in front of Alex. The Doctor moved in front of all of them. "The Time Traveler. Who are you?"
"Who am I? Blimey, haven't been asked that in a while. Most people know me, or at least they can guess. Usually, the guesses are right."
"Just tell me!" he yelled, pointing the gun at him.
"You really can't guess?"
"No, I can't guess, otherwise I wouldn't be asking." He got annoyed, walking down further. The Doctor held his screwdriver by his side, covered by the coat. "Fine, I'll just find out from your necropsy." He moved the gun over to him.
The Doctor raised the screwdriver at him. He fired off at his chest, catching the mechanism. The item sparked, fizzled. He changed from Keats to Morgan, back to Keats and then to something else entirely. Blue skin showed up, along with platinum blond hair. His body had a light blue camisuit that was wired into the mechanism and starting to crackle with electricity. He shuffled out of it and was left with undergarments. "You're a Hhavarid! Relatively close to humans, albeit thinner skin which allows the blood and other items to show up much clearer."
"I will kill you!" he screeched, raising the hand that once held the gun. Which was now empty due to him removing all of his clothes. Gene took this as the perfect opportunity to slam him into the walls a few times. The Doctor made his way upstairs, followed by Alex, Sam, Chris and Shaz. Ray decided to help out Hunt.
"Right, all of you stay here. I need to call someone."
"Who are you calling?" Shaz asked.
"Well, he's an alien. Got to put him in a special cell. Otherwise, he'll gain a lot of attention and break out easily." The Doctor used the rotary phone in the study.
"General Hamilton."
"General Hamilton. This is the Doctor. Can you arrange for the closest branch to Manchester to come to my location. I've got an alien that's involved with kidnapping and trying to change the timeline. Is it possible to get him transferred to one of the lockdown locations?"
"The closest UNIT operation is in Leeds. They have a superb lockdown. I'll call the troop there and send them to your location. Where exactly are you and what do we need for this alien?"
As the Doctor rambled about what they needed, Gene and Ray finally came up with 'Keats'. They had both of their handcuffs on him and forced him a chair before taking other places. "All right, you two. You are going to tel me what the 'ell is going on that he would target the both of you to take me down?" he ordered, addressing Sam and Alex.
"How long do we got, Guv?"
End of five. Maybe one more chapter. Possibly two. If I don't venture into LOM fanfic archives. (Yeah, like that ever works.)
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