I started pacing around the room as The Doctor started to work on opening the window with the bars. "He vanished into thin air. Why is it always the good looking ones who do that?" I asked. The Doctor looked up at me with a frown, "I'm making an effort not to be insulted."
"I mean, men. But . . . you're good looking too," I said. "Okay, thanks, that really helped," He said. "Sam? Doctor? Can you hear me?" Jack spoke from a radio, "I'm back on my ship. Used the emergency teleport. Sorry I couldn't take you."
The Doctor and I walked over to the radio and he showed me that it wasn't plugged in. "It's security-keyed to my molecular structure. I'm working on it. Hang in there," Jack said. "How're you speaking to us?" The Doctor asked.
"Om-Com. I can call anything with a speaker grill," Jack replied. "Now there's a coincidence," The Doctor said. "What is?" Jack asked. "The child can Om-Com, too," The Doctor said. "He can?" I asked. "Anything with a speaker grill. Even the TARDIS phone," He explained.
"You mean the child can phone us?" I asked. "And I can hear you," The child spoke suddenly through the radio, "Coming to find you. Coming to find you."
"Doctor, can you hear that?" Jack asked. "Loud and clear," The Doctor said. "I'll try to block out the signal. Least I can do," Jack said. "Coming to find you, mummy," The child said. "Remember this one, Sam?" Jack asked before the same song we danced to started to play. The Doctor looked at me in confusion. "Um, our song," I said, smiling shyly.
He nodded and smiled slightly before turning back to the window and continued to work on it. I looked down, sighing quietly before walking to a wheelchair. I sat down and relaxed on it. I looked over at The Doctor as he used his Sonic Screwdriver on the window.
"What you doing?" I asked. "Trying to set up a resonation pattern in the concrete, loosen the bars," He said. "You don't think he's coming back, do you?" I asked about Jack.
"Wouldn't bet my life," The Doctor said. "Why don't you trust him?" I asked. "Why do you?" He shot back. "He saved my life," I stated, "Bloke-wise, that's up there with flossing. I trust him because he's like you. Except with dating and dancing."
The Doctor stopped and looked at me before shaking his head as he looked back at the window. "What?" I asked. "You just assume that I don't dance," He said. "So you do dance?" I asked. "Nine hundred years old, me. I've been around a bit. I think you can assume at some point I've danced," He said.
"You? Really?" I asked. "Problem?" The Doctor asked as he looked at me. "Doesn't the universe implode or something if you dance?" I joked. "Well, I've got the moves but I wouldn't want to boast," He said as he turned back to the window.
I smirked and got up from the wheelchair. I walked over to the radio and turned up the music before walking back over to The Doctor, and held out my hand. "You've got the moves?" I asked as he looked at me, "Show me them."
"Sam, I'm trying to resonate concrete," He said before turning to the window. "Jack will be back. He'll get us out," I said, "The world doesn't end because The Doctor dances." I hold out both of my hands as The Doctor turned around and faced me. He put his Sonic in his pocket and stepped closer to me before grabbing my hands and looked at my palm.
"Barrage balloon?" The Doctor asked. "What?" I asked. "You were hanging from a barrage balloon," He said. "Yeah. About two minutes after you left me. Thousands of feet above London, middle of a German air-raid," I said.
"I've travelled with a lot of people, but you're setting new records for jeopardy friendly," He said. "Is this you dancing? Because this doesn't seem much like dancing," I joked. "Hanging from a rope thousands feet above London. Not a cut, not a bruise," He said.
"Yeah, Captain Jack fixed me up," I said. "Oh, we're calling him Captain Jack now, are we?" He asked. "Well, his name's Jack and he's a Captain," I noted. "He's not really a Captain, Sam," He said, shaking his head.
"Do you know what I think? I think you're experiencing Captain envy," I joked. "And . . . You sound, well . . . jealous."
"If ever he was a Captain, he's been defrocked and I am not jealous," The Doctor said. "Yeah? Your face says it all," I said, smiling a little. "I'm not," He said.
"Actually, I quit," Jack said and we looked over to see he was sitting there as we were just teleported to Jack's ship, "Nobody takes my frock. Most people notice when they've been teleported. You guys are so sweet. Sorry about the delay. I had to take the nav-com offline to override the teleport security."
"You can spend ten minutes overriding your own protocols? Maybe you should remember whose ship it is," The Doctor said. "Oh, I do," Jack said and looked over at me, "She was gorgeous." I smiled and looked down as he continued, "Like I told her, be back in five minutes." I glanced at The Doctor to see he was looking at me before around when I looked at him. My smile faded away and I looked around.
"This is a Chula ship," The Doctor said. "Yeah, just like that medical transporter. Only this one is dangerous," Jack said. The Doctor snapped his fingers and the nanobots glowed around his hand. "Those are what fixed my hands up," I informed, "Jack called them . . ."
"Nanobots? Nanogenes," The Doctor said. "Nanogenes, yeah," I said. "Sub-atomic robots. There's millions of them in here, see? Burned my hand on the console when we landed," The Doctor said before shaking his hand, "All better now. They activate when the bulk head's sealed. Check you out for damage, fix any physical flaws. Take us to the crash site. I need to see your space junk."
"As soon as I get the nav-com back online. Make yourself comfortable. Carry on with whatever it was you were doing," Jack said. "We were talking about dancing," The Doctor said. "It didn't look like talking," Jack said. "It didn't feel like dancing either," I said as Jack started to move his ship.
I went over to sit beside him, "So, you used to be a Time Agent now you're trying to con them?" I asked. "If it makes it sound any better, it's not for the money," He said. "What's it for then?" I asked.
"Woke up one day when I was still working for them, found they'd stolen two years of my memories. I'd like them back," Jack said. "They stole your memories?" I asked. "Two years of my life," He replied, "No idea what I did. Your boyfriend over there doesn't trust me, and for all I know he's right not to. Okay, we're good to go. Crash site?"
He got up to the crash site and we walked out of his ship, and walked to the bomb site. "There it is," Jack said before spotting a guard, "Hey, they've got Algy on duty. It must be important."
"We've got to get past him," The Doctor said. "Are the words distract the guard heading in my general direction?" I asked. "I don't think that'd be such a good idea," Jack said.
"Don't worry I can handle it," I said. "I've got to know Algy quite well since I've been in town. Trust me, you're not his type. I'll distract him," Jack said and he walked towards Algy. "Relax, he's a fifty first century guy. He's just a bit more flexible when it comes to dancing," The Doctor told me. "How flexible?" I asked with a frown.
"Well, by his time, you lot have spread out across half the galaxy," He said. "Meaning?" I asked. "So many species, so little time," He said. "That's what we do when we get out there?" I asked, "That's our mission? We seek new life, and -"
"Dance," The Doctor finished and I nodded. We watched as Algy's face turned into a gas mask. "Stay back!" The Doctor yelled as we ran up to Jack and Algy. "You men, stay away!" Jack yelled to the other two men who ran over to us. "The effect's become air-borne, accelerating," The Doctor said before the air raid sirens start up.
"What's keeping us safe?" I asked. "Nothing," The Doctor said. "Ah, here they come again," Jack said. "Jack, didn't you say a bomb was going to land here?" I asked and he nodded.
"Never mind about that. If the contaminants airborne now, there's hours left," The Doctor said. "For what?" Jack asked. "Till nothing, forever. For the entire human race. And can anyone else hear singing?" The Doctor asked.
I frowned but listened to find out there was a woman singing. "Come on," The Doctor said and Jack and I followed him to where the voice came from, which was coming from a shed. We looked inside to see a woman in handcuffs to a table was singing a lullaby to a guard who was wearing gas mask. The Doctor walked quietly inside and used his Sonic Screwdriver to set her free before they both walked out of the shed with me and Jack.