Chapter 9: Not The Last
Rory and I followed The Doctor. Though I was unsure about leaving Moriarty alone, but the door was sonic locked and Moriarty was sonic-stuck to the chair, so there was really nothing for me to be concerned about. The TARDIS door closed itself behind me and I walked up to the Doctor who was trying to hold the camera up to his face and fly the TARDIS at the same time.
"Doctor, what are you doing?" I asked.
"Flying the TARDIS, dear, what do you think I'm doing?"
"Let me hold the camera," I told him as I took the camera from his hand.
"Oi! I was doing just fine with that!" The Doctor complained and reached for the camera, which I held away from him.
"Just fly the TARDIS!" I yelled as I took the camera further away from him. The Doctor muttered something to himself and started up the TARDIS.
I looked down at the camera which was underneath my arm and found that it was pointing at my face. I quickly moved it so that I wouldn't have Moriarty staring at the bottom of my head while I wandered around in the TARDIS so I set it on one of the benches and sat beside it.
"Where are we going, exactly?" Rory asked. This I thought could be interesting for the audience, so I lifted the camera so it was pointing at the Doctor.
"The first time Moriarty killed. There was no sign of him before that, so I'm thinking he might have an extra terrestrial background," he smiled, "He killed two very important men in Manhattan, and I'd never realized how important they were until they weren't there anymore. I always wondered who had killed them, and now that I know, we can go back and stop their deaths."
"Manhattan? Isn't that in North America?" I asked.
"Yes, but this was before it was destroyed," The Doctor explained.
"Well won't they just get killed when it happens?"
"Their death was the reason that America was infected."
"I thought that was a fixed point in time! I thought that's why we couldn't go back and fix it," Rory said.
"I lied. I tried to save North America, but it was too much. I couldn't save them and I was embarrassed. That's why I lied to you," The Doctor said sadly.
"Who were they?" I asked softly.
"Sam and Dean Winchester. Their job was to hunt demons and other monsters in America. They were really good at what they did, and I counted on them for so much. Of course they didn't know I existed, but I knew them. I helped them sometimes, but they never remembered me," The Doctor said, starting to go quiet and looking down like he always did when he was upset. I immediately turned the camera away.
"Well we're going to save them now," I comforted.
"Yes. Yes we are," he said, perking up a little bit.
"So how do we do it?" Rory asked and I lifted the camera back up into view.
"Just do whatever you can to keep them out of danger. They will protect you before letting it hurt you so distract them while I get at Moriarty. As soon as I get to him, let Sam and Dean go and I'll leave Moriarty for them," he explained.
"Can do, Doctor," I said.
"Rory, take this," The Doctor said, handing a camera to Rory, "Now turn it on and… Hello Moriarty!"
"So he's not on mine anymore?" I asked.
"He will alternate between the three, depending on who's doing what," The Doctor explained as he strapped a camera onto his shoulder.
"Alright then. Let's do this," I said.
We walked out of the TARDIS into what looked like an old car parts shop. There were lots of old cars, and car parts, so I figured my guess was accurate. The sky looked like it was about 19:00, it was dark but still light enough to see.
I admit, I was expecting a bit more out of America. Maybe it could have been just a little bit different from our car parts shops in London.
"They should be here," The Doctor whispered.
As if on cue, a nearby car was lifted off the ground and started hovering in the air. After a second, it was thrown away from us and we heard it land hard on the ground in the distance.
"This way!" The Doctor shouted. Rory and I followed him through the maze of cars, trying to keep out of sight. We stopped behind a rusty, silver car and peeked out once we knew they were close.
From behind the car we saw who must have been Sam and Dean talking to Moriarty. The car that had just been thrown was smashed on the ground next to them. I couldn't make out what they were saying due to my pounding heartbeat.
"What do we do?" My voice shook.
"Wait until Moriarty starts up again," The Doctor whispered back. I lifted the camera beside my face so that if Moriarty was watching then he could see what was going on.
Suddenly, something grabbed my shoulders, pulled me backwards and I fell to the ground. I looked at my attacker to find that it was a young man, slightly younger than Rory and I screamed to get the Winchester's attention. There were a few more who had the Doctor and Rory, so I was on my own for fighting this one. I got to my feet as fast as I could and I wasn't sure what to do next. But when the man tried to grab me, I ducked and then I lashed out by punched him in the face. I wasn't sure exactly how I'd done it but it gave me confidence.
Before I could make another move, a man, one of the Winchesters, was by my side. He was yelling at me to run for it, but I remembered what the Doctor said, so I didn't move. The Winchester tried to fight off the man and I saw that the other one was working on fighting off Rory's, but the Doctor was no where in sight. So all we had to do was distract them for a little longer while the Doctor got Moriarty.
I threw in a kick while my Winchester was punching him brutally in the face. It was disgusting.
"Get out of here!" He yelled at me. When the Winchester let go of the man, he dropped to the ground, unconscious.
"Dean, go deal with him, I've got this!" The Winchester who must have been Sam called to my Winchester, who must have been Dean.
Dean didn't argue. He began to head back in the direction of Moriarty when I called to him, "Wait!"
Then I began to fall like I was passing out. Dean caught me just before I hit the ground, thank God. He held me for a while, panicking about what to do. I didn't know how much longer I could keep it up, eventually Dean would have to lay me on the ground.
I made a wild guess on how long the average person is unconscious for when they're passed out and woke up a couple seconds later. I clung onto his jackets and began to hyperventilate.
"Where am I? What happened? Who were they?" I said quickly.
"It's alright now, but you need to get out of here," Dean panicked.
"But my husband!" I cried.
"My brother is taking care of him for you, now I really have to go," Dean said than he ran off. Well, I tried. I could still distract Sam.
I got back on my feet and saw Rory on the ground. Sam was wrestling the other man off Rory. So I screamed as loud as I could like a little terrified woman.
Sam ripped the man off Rory and helped Rory back to his feet. He guided us away from the scene and back in the direction we came. When we were far enough away from the scene, I blocked Sam from running any further. I didn't want him to get to close to the TARDIS and become suspicious.
"Woah, come on we have to go!" Sam said.
"Thank you," I gasped, grabbing his face in my hands and kissing him quickly on the lips. When I let go, he took a minute to take in what had just happened, then he ran off without saying a word.
I looked back over at Rory, who looked offended.
"I was buying the Doctor time," I defended myself.
"Yeah."
"Oh come here you," I said, wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. When we broke away, he took my hand and we ran for the TARDIS.
I watched as Sam and Dean killed me. It had never happened like that, but it did. They chanted a spell in Latin then decapitated me. Thankfully the spell hadn't been that effective and it had only taken me about a month to return. I didn't even know I could do that until I watched it happen on the projector. Then the screen went black and the "movie" ended.
Even after it was over, I continued to stare at the screen in shock and anger. Now the Winchesters were alive. It had taken hard work and power to kill them the first time, or did it? I thought it did, but then again I never really killed them. I don't even remember how I'd done it. This was all the Doctor's fault.
Only one good thing had come out of this: I finally knew who the second Time Lord was. I'd heard rumors about the only two Time Lords from the day I was born. From what the stories told, they had saved us countless times over the generations. The stories also said that the Time Lords' favourite planet was Earth, which is why I chose here for my exile. The stories told of such power and technology that could destroy worlds. With that, I could do anything. All I needed to do was get my hands on that TARDIS or whatever they called it.
I struggled to get free. Whatever the Doctor had used to lock the cuffs worked well, not even I could open them. But it wasn't long before I realized that I was stuck to the leg of a chair, and chairs could be lifted from the ground.
Seeing as the Doctor was travelling alone, I assumed he wasn't aware of the other living Time Lord, so I decided to taunt him with the information when he returned. I sat calmly in my chair and waited.
When he finally arrived a few minutes later, he came up to me, "So how did you enjoy the show?"
"It was brilliant. Truly brilliant," I said.
"Of course I wouldn't let them kill you, so I mixed up the spell a little bit. Turned it into something that would only let you disappear for a month or so," The Doctor explained.
"Well, thank you," I smiled. "Thank you, Doctor, for showing me the second Time Lord."
"Who's the second Time Lord?" The cute ginger girl asked.
"It's you, Doctor," I told him, locking his gaze in mine.
"You're wrong. There's only one Time Lord left. I don't know where you heard about me, but I'm it," He said, his voice getting a deep and dark like it did when he started talking about the Winchesters in the TARDIS.
"That's what you think, but I know. I know. And it doesn't," I taunted.
"What do you mean it doesn't know?" The Doctor demanded.
"Whoever it is, doesn't know what it is, and I intend to keep it that way," I teased.
"Tell me!" The Doctor demanded.
I leaned forward in my chair and whispered in the Doctor's ear two words. Two very important words. I began to laugh when I saw his reaction. He was so confused.
Quickly, he grabbed his companions and fled into the TARDIS. I continued to laugh even as the TARDIS began to disappear, and was eventually gone.
"Smart bunch, Time Lords. No dress sense, dreadful hats, but smart."
-The Doctor, Doctor Who