Ignoring Jenny, he started to look around the room. He noticed a map in the center of the room and headed over to it. "Does this show the entire city, including the Hath zones?"
"Yes. Why?"
"Well, it'll help us find Martha."
"We've more important things to do." Cline replied. "The progenation machines are powered down for the night shift, but soon as they're active, we could breed a whole platoon from you two."
"I'm not having sons and daughters by some great big flipping machine. Sorry, no offence, but you're not. Well, I mean, you're not real." Donna said.
"You're no better than him. I have a body, I have a mind, I have independent thought. How am I not real? What makes you better than me?" Jenny wondered.
"Well said, soldier. We need more like you, if ever we're to find the Source."
Eager to change the subject he jumped on that word. "Ooo, the Source. What's that, then? What's a Source? I like a Source. What is it?"
The simple answer The Breath of Life, told him nothing. He sighed and asked "And that would be?"
"In the beginning, the great one breathed life into the universe. And then she looked at what she'd done, and she sighed."
"She. I like that." Jenny said.
"Right. So it's a creation myth." Figured. Cobb was talking again but he ignored him, concentrating on the map instead. Something was wrong with it. He hits a button and the map buzzes at him.
"Aha! I thought so." He says so loudly the others jump. "There's a suppressed layer of information in this map. If I can just..." He reached into his pocket and pulled out the sonic. Flipping the settings quickly, he points it at the map and smiles as more tunnels and chambers appear as the map rotates.
"What is it, what's it mean?"
"See? A whole complex of tunnels hidden from sight."
"That must be the lost temple. The Source will be inside. You've shown us the way. And look, we're closer than the Hath. It's ours. Once we reach the Temple, peace will be restored at long last." Cobb said happily.
He narrowed his eyes, he really didn't like this man. "Er, call me old-fashioned, but if you really wanted peace, couldn't you just stop fighting?"
"Only when we have the Source. It'll give us the power to erase every stinking Hath from the face of this planet."
"Hang on, hang on. A second ago it was peace in our time. Now you're talking about genocide." He had been annoyed but at the mention of genocide he grew angry.
"For us, that means the same thing."
"Then you need to get yourself a better dictionary." He spat at the man. "When you do, look up genocide. You'll see a little picture of me there, and the caption will read," He moved closer to General Cobb and got in his face, "over my dead body."
"And you're the one who showed us the path to victory. But you can consider the irony from your prison cell." He turned to the nearby soldiers. "Take them. I won't have them spreading treason. And if you try anything, Doctor, I'll see that the child dies first."
Seething now and with a deep loathing of the man, he pulled Kiam closer to him. "I'm going to stop you, Cobb. You need to know that."
"I have an army and the Breath of God on my side, Doctor. What'll you have?"
"This." He tapped his head never taking his eyes off of Cobb.
"Lock them up and guard them."
"What about the new soldier?"
"Can't trust her. She's from pacifist stock. Take them all." Cobb replied.
-DW-
The four of them were placed in a large cage. He was sitting on the floor with his knees pulled up to his chest, trying to clear his head. On one hand he was happy they hadn't tried to take Kiam from him, he really didn't want to hurt them, on the other hand he wasn't happy to be locked in the cage.
"More numbers. They've got to mean something." Donna said breaking the silence.
Not looking up he replied. "Makes as much sense as the Breath of Life story."
"You mean that's not true?" Jenny sounded upset.
"No, it's a myth. Isn't it, Doctor?"
"Yes, but there could still be something real in that temple. Something that's become a myth. A piece of technology, a weapon."
"So the Source could be a weapon and we've just given directions to Captain Nutjob?" He smiled slightly at Donna's description of the man.
"Oh, yes."
"Not good, is it?" Donna said stating the obvious.
"That's why we need to get out of here, find Martha and stop Cobb from slaughtering the Hath." He said looking up finally. He noticed Jenny's eyes were on him. "What?" He asked and when she didn't look away. "What are you staring at?"
"You keep insisting you're not a soldier, but look at you, drawing up strategies like a proper general."
"No, no. I'm trying to stop the fighting." He stood up and stretched.
"Isn't every soldier?"
"Well, I suppose, but that's, that's." He paused for a second trying to think of how it was different. Not being able to think of anything he decided it was time to change the subject and pulled out his sonic screwdriver again. "Technically, I haven't got time for this. Donna, give me your phone. Time for an upgrade."
"And now you've got a weapon."
"It's not a weapon."
"But you're using it to fight back. I'm going to learn so much from you. You are such a soldier."
He opened and closed his mouth a few times. He looked at Jenny who was still smiling and then at Kiam who was sitting on the ground trying to take his shoes off. He opened and closed his mouth again and then looked at Donna. "Donna, will you tell her?" He finally sputtered.
"Oh, you are speechless. I'm loving this. You keep on, Jenny."
Feeling slightly betrayed, he sonics the phone in his hand and calls Martha.
"Doctor"
Relief flows through him, "Martha, you're alive!"
"Doctor! Oh, am I glad to hear your voice. Are you all right?"
"I'm with Donna and Kiam. We're fine. What about you?"
"And, and Jenny. She's fine too." He glared at Donna.
"Yes, all right. And, and Jenny. That's the woman from the machine. The soldier. My daughter, except she isn't, she's, she's. Anyway. where are you?" He stuttered.
"I'm in the Hath camp. I'm okay, but something's going on. The Hath are all marching off to some place that's appeared on this map thing."
"Oh, that was me." Stupid, stupid, stupid. "If both armies are heading that way, there's going to be a bloodbath."
"What do you want me to do?"
"Just stay where you are. If you're safe there, don't move, do you hear?"
"But." she began and the phone cut off.
"To war!" The chant echos around the building.
"They're getting ready to move out. We have to get past that guard."
"I can deal with him." Jenny said.
"You're not going anywhere. You belong here with them."
"She belongs with us. With you. She's your daughter."
"She's a soldier. She came out of that machine."
"Oh yes, I know that bit. Listen, have you got that stethoscope?" He didn't reply. "Give it to me." He continued to pretend to ignore her. "Come on." She huffed and he finally reached into his pocket and pulled it out handing it to her.
"What are you doing?" Jenny asked concerned.
"It's all right. Just hold still." He watches as Donna listens to Jenny's heart.
"Come here. Listen, and then tell me where she belongs."
He reluctantly takes the stethoscope from her and puts it on his ears. He hears the familiar double heart beat.
"Two hearts." He says sadly and puts the stethoscope back in his pocket.
"Does that mean she's a, what do you call a female Time Lord?"
"What's a Time Lord?" Jenny asked curiously.
"It's who I am. It's where I'm from."
"And I'm from you."
"You're an echo, that's all." He says coldly. "A Time Lord is so much more. A sum of knowledge, a code, a shared history, a shared suffering. Only it's gone now. Gone forever."
"What happened?" She asked.
"There was a war."
"Like this one?"
"Bigger. Much bigger."
"And you fought, and killed?"
"Yes." He replied honestly.
"Then how are we different?" He turned his eyes back to the floor of the cell. He really wished she would stop asking that because he was having more and more difficulty finding an answer.
After several moment's of silence. Jenny said to him. "Let me help get past the guard."
He nodded. "Don't hurt him."
He watched her walk to the Jail door with grin on her face. She leaned against the bars.
"Hey."
"I'm not supposed to talk to you. I'm on duty." The guard responded.
"I know. Guarding me. So, does that mean I'm dangerous, or that I need protecting?"
"Protecting from what?"
"Oh, I don't know. Men like you?" She ran her fingers down his cheek and then leaned trough the bars and kissed him. While the Guard was distracted, she grabbed his pistol and pointed it at him "Keep quiet and open the door." She said sweetly.
He scoops up Kiam and heads out of the cell with Jenny and Donna following behind him. He heads down a flight of stairs and as he rounds the corner he sees a guard on the lower level. He ducks down and motions for the other two to do the same. He looks past the guard and sees a door. "That's the way out." He says in a low voice and points towards it. Out of the corner of his eye he sees Jenny raise the pistol.
"Don't you dare."
"Let me distract this one. I have picked up a few womanly wiles over the years." Donna says.
He has to fight hard to keep from laughing. "Let's save your wiles for later." She looks at him insulted and snickering he adds. "In case of emergency."
He starts looking through his pockets trying to locate his mouse. He finally finds it and holds up the little clockwork mouse. Winding it up he sets it on the floor and they watch as it comes to a halt behind the guard. The guard leans over to pick it up and Jenny Karate chops him from behind. His laughter gone he gets angry with her. "I was going to distract him, not clobber him."
"Well, it worked, didn't it?"
He ignores her and checks on the man, making sure he was alive. He notices a piece of paper in his hand takes it to have a look.
"They must all have a copy of that new map." He looks at Jenny. "Just stay there. Don't hurt anyone."
He starts looking around comparing the map to where they are. "Wait. This is it. The hidden tunnel." He heads over to a section of the wall and starts sonicing it. "There must be a control panel."
"It's another one of those numbers. They're everywhere." Donna says behind him.
"The original builders must have left them. Some old cataloging system."
"You got a pen? Bit of paper? Because, do you see, the numbers are counting down. This one ends in one four. The prison cell said one six." Proud of her he dug through his pockets and found a piece of paper and a pen. He turned and went back to work on the control panel.
"Always thinking, both of you. Who are you people?" Jenny asked.
"I told you. I'm the Doctor and this is Kiam," He lifted the baby's arm.
"The Doctor. That's it?"
"That's all he ever says."
"So, you don't have a name either? Are you an anomaly, too?"
"No."
"Oh, come off it. You're the most anomalous bloke I've ever met. He scrunched up his face trying to decide if he had been insulted or not.
Finally the door to the control panel comes loose. "Here it is!" He exclaimed happily and went to work on getting the door open.
"And Time Lords. What are they for, exactly?"
"For? They're not, they're not for anything."
"So what do you do?"
"I travel through time and space."
"He saves planets, rescues civilizations, defeats terrible creatures. And runs a lot. Seriously, there's an outrageous amount of running involved." Donna expands on his simple explanation.
He grins as the door finally opens. "Got it!" he exclaims. His happiness short lived as he hears foot steps approaching.
"Now, what were you saying about running?" He adjust Kiam and takes off running.