20
Running out of the building the two were immediately confronted with rain. Shivering against the wind Phil continued to run after Doctor, feeling relieved when the TARDIS came into view she sighed. Running inside and up the stairs Phil ran back down carrying a pair of towels, Doctor shut the door and looked at her confused.
He jumped however when Phil tiptoed to rub his hair dry with one towel whereas the other sat draped over her head. Peeking out from the towel he looked at her, "What happens now?"
"Well in most cases as cliché as it sounds we stop them." Doctor answered while reaching up and returning the kindness of drying her hair with the towel.
"If I remember rightly from history classes and that 80's London isn't a very nice place to be." Phil said, Doctor stopped rubbing the towel on her hair and lifted it up to look at her. She looked up at him and rolled her eyes, "Margaret Thatcher is Prime Minister, there are numerous strikes and protests. Many people get hurt." Phil paused to think for a second, "People get killed and die too."
"I know, I never knew you were so up to date with your history Phil! But yes, London at this time is rather...unpleasant?"
"Mmhmm," she hummed and pulled the towel off of his head and folded it up. "So if that doorway closes they're here for good?"
"I'm afraid to say yes," Doctor ran a hand through his semi dried hair and walked up to the console. Phil pulled the towel from her head and folded it up too. Following after him she stopped on the second to last stair and looked up at him.
"I don't think London would better for them being here."
"Oh I completely and utterly agree with you however," Doctor said and pointed a finger at her while walking around the console and eventually stopping in front of her. Phil jumped up the last steps and nodded at him. "We will come up with a very genius plan to make them go."
"What would benefit them here?"
"Well," Doctor looked up and then back at her, "A city in turmoil is more than enough I think."
"Mooching in on the vulnerable?"
"Well yeah," Doctor nodded and turned back to the console. Frowning and turning on his heels he looked at Phil. "What would you get from this?"
"If I were them?"
"Yes."
"Well-"
"What would you do first?"
"Get rid of whoever is in charge."
"Killing Margaret Thatcher sounds like a easy task for them. But you do have a point, but that just sounds rather boring doesn't it?"
"What have they done in the past?" Phil asked while walking past him and towards the stairs, Doctor shook his head.
"I don't know where to start there is such a long list."
"Ok!" Phil turned on the stairs and leaned against the banister, "They've done many things and I gather most things they've done end in people dying? There is always a reason as to why someone or something does something. We just need to find out what that something is."
"Phil you're having to many genius moments! First the computer hacking, and now this!" Doctor rushed up the stairs and put his hands on her shoulders. "Are you trying to outshine me on geniusness?"
"No no!" Phil grinned and shrugged his hands off of her shoulders and walked up to put the towels in the bathroom. Walking back out she raised an eyebrow, Doctor was still standing on the stairs with a deep thoughtful expression on his face. "But what's here?" Phil asked, Doctor looked up at her slowly as she stood in the corridor with her arms crossed.
"I don't know but I suggest we get to hunting for a reason!"
"Does this involve going back out?"
"Yes Phil of course it does!" Doctor walked up the stairs just to tap her on the nose and then turn and walk away again. Wriggling her nose she puffed out her cheeks, walking into her room she quickly pulled off her soaked jacket and t-shirt. Rummaging for some clean warm clothes she smiled when she tugged out a checked shirt and black baggy jumper. Exiting her room in clean clothes she jumped down the stairs.
"Where do we start?" She asked while tying up her damp hair, on the grand scale of things Doctor gave trying to dry her hair a good bash but didn't do a to great of a job. He looked away from the screen on the console and looked at her, walking up to stand next to him she looked at the screen too.
Doctor was using the TARDIS to scan for any irregularities, well any other irregularities apart from themselves and the Daleks back in the building. "You see if it were anyone else I would be all for going back and confronting them. But..." Doctor trailed off and put a hand under his chin, Phil looked at him. Sliding his eyes over to look at her he looked quickly back to the screen and grinned, "Aha! See! There is something here, there had to be something here for the first one to come. It obviously fell into trouble and got used as some sort of power source." Doctor said while she just gave a nod. "But because it is them, we have to be cautious."
"Don't they always try and kill you on sight?"
"Exactly my point! Wait! How do you know that?" Doctor asked while tapping her on the head, Phil shrugged and pushed his hand away. "You still linking huh?"
"Well it's a casual habit now."
"It's going to become a bad habit you know? If I were you I'd try and cut back on linking to people." Doctor said seriously while having a quick shiver, Phil raised an eyebrow at him. He just smiled and looked at her.
"I suggest, if you're suggesting going back out, you should change. Or you'll get a cold." Phil said while pushing him towards the stairs, Doctor looked over his shoulder at her. "Don't look at me like that! I'm doing you a favour," she grinned and waved at him while he walked up the stairs. She turned back to look at the screen.
There was indeed something here apart from themselves and the Daleks. The only problem was that the object or whatever it was in question was over the other side of the city. Phil bit her lip trying to figure out the best way to get there, the streets of London hadn't changed that much between the 1980's and the time she came from. Phil flinched, "What year do I come from?" She spoke quietly trying to remember. It all seemed like a blur, she remembered what had happened in the past but she couldn't think of the year that she restarted travelling with the Doctor, after all the Darkness thing had finished.
"Ta da!" Doctor jumped down the steps while pulling on another tweed jacket, Phil turned her head and looked at him. "What's with that look huh? Anyway now that we're all warm and changed lets go!"
"Ok."
"What's wrong? You were all bright and bubbly a moment ago!" Doctor asked while leaning down slightly to look her in the eyes. Phil shook her head and smiled, "Oh I see how it is, withholding information are you? Well fine! Just know that whatever thought that crossed your mind, if it plays to much on your mind I am here to listen!" Doctor smiled and tapped on the keys near to him. "Now I was thinking while getting changed that it would be stupid of us to use our legs, yes I am quite aware at how lazy that makes us sound but oh well! I won't tell anyone if you won't, so I thought we'll just land nearby hope that we get there before them and well...we'll improvise from that." Doctor breathed heavily after saying that in one breath. "How does that sound?"
"It sounds like one awesome plan."
Doctor grinned, "I'm glad someone else thinks so!"