Right then, onwards! Just so everybody knows, I jump around a bit, so some things might be left out, or just glossed over, like here!

Enjoy!

"We're inside the TARDIS," Ruby said to me.

"I know," I replied.

"The Doctor's here."

"I know."

"We saw his death."

"I know!" I shouted it this time. She was starting to get on my nerves.

"Okay, okay. Sorry."

The Doctor was having an argument with Amy and River about meeting Canton Everett Delaware III in 1969. The Doctor wanted none of it, but they hadn't seen what the rest of us had.

In the end, though, Amy and River won. So now the Doctor was headed for 1969, and past-Canton.

"I'm making her invisible, by the way. Don't often do that, it really drains the power. I'm going out there. No-one follow me," the Doctor ordered us.

"Wait, why are you going out there?" Rory asked.

"Because the scanner doesn't work while the TARDIS is cloaked."

River rolled her eyes as the Doctor moved quietly out the door.

"Let me guess…" I said to her, feigning ignorance, since I already knew the answer. "The scanner actually does work while the TARDIS is cloaked?"

"Yes, yes it does."

"Thought so," I said, turning to Ruby. One slight problem, though.

She wasn't there.

"Shit!" I yelled.

"What? What's happened?" Rory asked.

"Ruby followed the Doctor out there."

"Shit!"

"Yeah, pretty sure I just said that." I bolted to the door.

"Where are you going?" River asked me, annoyed.

"Ruby's out there."

"Shit."

"Can no-one come up with an original swear-word in this time machine?" I lamented, melodramatically staring at the roof, my arms out. I quietly stepped out of the door, and into the Oval Office. The Doctor and Ruby were having a silent argument, presumably about Ruby being there in the first place. He spotted me and gave me a look, but gave up on trying to get us back into the TARDIS and resumed taking notes.

In the room was young Canton, and, you guessed it, President Richard Nixon. And it was at that point that Nixon spotted us. He stopped, an incredulous look on his face. Canton looked at us too, also shocked. The Doctor motioned for them to continue. He stopped when he finally realised.

"Oh! Hello!" he said cheerfully.

I face palmed.

"This is the Oval Office, isn't it, bro?" Ruby said to me.

I looked around. "Yeah, I think it is. Oops. We were…uh…"

"…looking for the Oblong Room," the Doctor finished lamely.

Nixon pressed a button. And lo and behold, the Secret Service filed in, guns drawn. They tackled the Doctor and me to the floor, but left Ruby alone.

"River, make her blue again!" the Doctor and I shouted. On command, the TARDIS appeared.

"What the hell is that?" Nixon marvelled. The Secret Service guys got off me and the Doctor, who darted to the desk, unbeknownst to anyone else except Ruby and me. But the guns were still pointed at me.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, don't shoot me! I'd much prefer to not be shot!" I protested.

"They're Americans," River said, walking out of the TARDIS, hands up.

"Don't shoot us, either," Rory added lamely. "Very much not in need of getting shot."

"Mr President," the Doctor said in a bad American accent from Nixon's desk. "That child just told you everything you need to know, but you weren't listening. Never mind though, because the answer's yes. I'll take the case."

"What is that box?" Nixon demanded, pointing at the TARDIS.

"It's a police box," I replied disdainfully, stealing the Doctor's thunder. "Can't you read?"

"I'm your new undercover agent on loan from Scotland Yard, codenamed 'the Doctor'. These are my associates…" he trailed off, looking at me and my sister.

"The Captain," I mouthed, pointing to myself. I then floundered for a bit, before pointing at Ruby and mouthing, "Tennille."

"The Captain," the Doctor continued, pointing at me, "Tennille," he pointed at Ruby, who gave me a look. "The Legs," the Doctor resumed, pointing at Amy, "the Nose…" That was Rory. "And Mrs Robinson," he said to River.

"I hate you," she breathed.

"No you don't," the Doctor replied.

"Will you two stop flirting?" I blurted.

River gave me an unhappy look. Now I had two girls giving me looks. Looks filled with daggers.

"Who are you?" Nixon asked.

"Now, boring question. Who's phoning you, that's an interesting question, because Canton 3 is right, that was definitely a girl's voice, which means there can be only one possible place in America she could be phoning from."

"Where?" Canton asked.

"Do not engage with the intruder, Mr Delaware," one of the Secret Service officers, the annoying one, interrupted.

"You heard everything I heard, it's simple enough, give me five minutes, I'll explain. On the other hand," he continued, sitting back down, "lay a finger on me…" He placed one foot on the desk. "…or my friends…" The other foot joined the first. "…and you'll never, ever know."

"How'd you get it in here?" Canton asked suddenly, pointing to the TARDIS. "I mean, you didn't carry it in."

The Doctor nodded his head modestly. "Clever, eh?"

"Love it."

"Do not compliment the intruder!" the annoying officer chimed in. If it weren't for all the guns in the room, I probably would have smashed him over the head with something heavy.

"Five minutes?" Canton asked then, his hand open.

"Five," confirmed the Doctor.

"Mr President," the annoying one started talking again. I was this close to smashing his head open, regardless of all the guns. "That man is a clear and present danger…"

"Mr President," Canton interrupted, "that man…walked in here…with a big blue box, and five of his friends, and that's the man he walked past. One of them is worth listening to. I say we give him five minutes. See if he delivers."

"Thanks Canton," the Doctor said.

"If he doesn't, I'll shoot him myself."

"Okay, not so thanks."

"Sir, I cannot recommend…" the annoying one began again.

"Shut the hell up, Peterson," Nixon snapped.

For the record, Peterson did shut the hell up.

Nixon nodded to Canton. "Alright."

"Five minutes," Canton repeated.

The Doctor suddenly sat up straight. Ruby and I smiled. We knew what was coming.

"I'm gonna need a SWAT team, ready to mobilise, street maps covering all of Florida, a pot of coffee, twelve Jammy Dodgers and a fez." He grinned stupidly.

"Get him his maps," Canton instructed.

Yeah. I love this chapter. But the next two are better. Because a Moffatt-worthy twist is coming! Dun-dun-dun!

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