64

Laying looking up at the ceiling with an unmotivated look it only took The Doctor another three seconds to leap up from the bed and walk out of the room. Straightening out his shirt he walked slowly back towards the sitting room. Phil was right, this flat was bigger than it seemed.

"Hello."

Pointing a finger at her he pointed towards the door he was standing next to. "You're not asleep?"

"No apparently not."

"How long have you been awake for?"

"I don't know." She answered and kicked her legs up to lean them against the windowsill. He walked over and sat on the window seat nearby. "You couldn't sleep either then I take it?"

"I don't sleep much anyway." He reasoned and leaned back against the wall. Tilting his head to look at her and sighed. "I don't like this Phil, it bothers me hugely. How could we not sense someone sneaking the TARDIS away?"

"I have no clue." She bit her lip in thought and crossed her arms over her stomach. "How does someone even sneak the TARDIS away? I mean...as far as obvious goes, she's definitely that."

"Exactly! Although, people never notice her parked on a street corner."

"They only notice her if she lands smack bang in front of them."

"Yes, I did block your view didn't I? Did you ever finish that creepy drawing of the park?" Doctor asked while smiling, he clearly remembered their first meeting. Phil was such an angry, annoyed teenager back then.

"No." She paused, "I don't think I ever wanted to."

"You had two visions going on at the same time. That's a bit of a problem." Doctor rubbed his head in thought and looked at her. "Where is that picture?"

"I don't know."

"Of course you do, you're blatantly trying to avoid it so you would put it somewhere so obvious that you'd make sure to avoid it."

"Is it important?"

"A thought just arose in my mind Phil, and no this has nothing to do with the TARDIS. It's on another thought wave completely."

"Is it important?" She asked again when he didn't exactly give her a straight answer.

"Yes, not immediately important but it is important none the less." He said with a nod, Phil stopped looking around lazily and shot up out of the chair. Walking towards a book case she ran her finger over the spines of books and stopped suddenly on one. Tapping it she pulled it out and flicked through the pages.

Walking back over to where he was sitting she pulled her chair more closer to the window seat. She looked puzzled at the majority of the drawings which were in there. Stopping she turned the book to him, it was a copy of the first drawing he'd ever seen of Phils. Taking the book from her hands he flicked through the sketchbook, it all resembled a very apocalyptic London. It was eerily scary, he originally thought this was to do with the Darkness when they first met. When Phil first mentioned it and he'd seen this drawing he was sure of it.

But now something else came to mind, "Phil?"

"Yes Doctor?"

He closed the book and sat in thought for a moment. He was trying to think up the right words to use. "The warning Nick gave you, we should pay more attention to it. Also from what I remember of the Trions, they're not ones for waiting and giving warnings."

"You think they stole the TARDIS?"

"No."

"Eh? I'm confused..."

"Phil this sketchbook is full of the destruction of not only London but every other major city. There are drawings of jail cells and...weapons? I am very used to you drawing things randomly but I believe the origins of the destruction are of the Trions." The Doctor explained the best he could, Phil looked at him a little shocked. She couldn't believe he suddenly went from fretting about the TARDIS to the Trions apparently trying to destroy human civilization as she knew it. "When we first met you were having two visions," he explained. "The Darkness and this one. I thought they were one and the same until now."

"What do we do?"

"Well firstly we need to get jobs, we need money. I don't know how I'm meant to feel about living off of just bread until we find the TARDIS." He rubbed his hands together and handed her the sketchbook back. "Then once we have a nice income we find the TARDIS."

"Ok...what if she finds us?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well...I don't know do I? I'm half asleep and trying to process the fact that one of my best friends is going to possibly destroy human civilization." Phil curled up in the chair, "Will it be because we've done something though?"

The Doctor looked at her seriously, "Doctor? Will all that happen because we've done something?"

"I don't know. Your visions seem to only show what happens to everything, you didn't draw how it started."

"You're sure about this?" Phil and The Doctor stood outside a shopping mall. "You're really sure about this?" She asked again, "Actually have you had a job before?"

"Yes! I worked in a little toy shop, I even got my own name badge! It was an amazing little name badge, shame it all went to pot thanks to the Cybermen popping up yet again! Why do things like that always have to appear and ruin things Phil?"

"Not a clue Doctor, not a clue." Phil tightened her pigtails, she'd decided to give herself a centre parting and put both sections into pigtails. Her curly hair swung and blew in the slight breeze. "Think you can work in a toy store again in there?"

"How can anyone turn me away?"

"Well-" Phil stopped talking when a finger was put to her lips. The Doctor shook his head which signalled to her to stop her sentence. Removing his hand the two of them walked into the busying mall, Phil rarely visited the mall when she was in London. She liked the odd little antique shops which were hidden away in little side streets. That's where half her furniture had come from.

Walking in and looking around the two were swamped by the amount of shops in there. "Job hunting is going to be so hard."

"I know," Doctor looked around and then at her. "I didn't think there'd be so many shops."

"Doctor this is a shopping centre, there's always loads of shops!" Phil said and jumped out of the way of a angry looking woman who was dragging her child along beside her. "Maybe we should split up?"

"Nice thinking there Phil." He patted her on the head, "Meet back here in half an hour?"

"Brilliant! Good luck," she stuck her hand out, Doctor put his hand in hers and gave it a shake.

"I wish you luck in job hunting too." He grinned, the two had no choice but to look for some sort of income. They were seemingly going to be in London for a while until the TARDIS had been tracked down.