Hi! Sorry I was supposed to update twice over the weekend but I started watching the Walking Dead and kind of didn't stop until I finished. (Great show by the way! Gross but great!) So I'm going to update twice tonight. Now, and then after I finish my homework. Wish me luck and enjoy!
Chapter 13: Into the TARDIS
"I'll let you find that one out for yourself," the Doctor smiled. After bringing up the going-to-save-Sherlock-Holmes-in-a-swimming-pool subject, Sam had introduced us to the actual Sherlock Holmes. We tried to convince them otherwise, but once the idea had been brought up, they all wanted to come with us and refused to accept otherwise. But finally the question arose of "how are we all going to fit?"
So the Doctor pushed through the doors of the TARDIS with Rory and I following shorty behind. After us came, Sam, Dean, and John.
"Jesus…" John whispered looking around at the TARDIS. Dean simply stared into the TARDIS with his mouth agape.
Sam gasped, "You're alien."
"Lucky guess," The Doctor said, prancing around the console. "Anything else to say?"
Dean bolted out of the TARDIS and I giggled. Seeing people's reactions to the TARDIS was one of my favourite things ever. I was surprised that Sam or John didn't have to take a step outside to make sure it wasn't as big on the outside. I guess they were used to this level of crazy.
Seconds later, Dean stepped slowly back in and said, "It's bigger on the inside."
"Bingo!" The Doctor yelled.
"Isn't Sherlock coming in?" I asked, noticing that we were missing one very tall and skinny man with great cheek bones.
"I-I'll get him. God, he has to see this," John stuttered then stumbled out of the TARDIS.
"I think he's going to need a little bit of help," I said, following John out. From what I'd seen of him, I liked Sherlock, and maybe that would give me an advantage.
"It's a snog-box, John, it's not possible," was the first thing I heard when I stepped out of the TARDIS.
"Oi, don't dis the TARDIS," I smiled.
"He doesn't believe it," John explained.
"Alright then, if it's so small on the inside, how are Sam, Dean, Rory and the Doctor in there at the same time? And why would John come out and lie to you?" I asked him.
"It's. Not. Possible," Sherlock said.
"Yes. It. Is," I said jokingly. "Come on, just walk inside. If we're lying then you'll quickly find out,"
Sherlock looked over at John, who nodded in agreement. Sherlock stood up and walked towards the TARDIS. He put his hand on the door and was about to push when he said, "If this is a trick, I-"
"Oh, just go inside!" I interrupted. Sherlock pushed the door open and stepped into the TARDIS, the door swinging closed behind him.
"Thanks," John said to me. "He doesn't believe any of it. We've proved to him that this kind of stuff is real and he refuses to see it. He won't believe this either."
"We'll have to fix that," I smiled and held the TARDIS door opened for him as we both stepped inside.
I nearly walked right into Sherlock, who was standing in front of the door, looking around the TARDIS in shock. He looked like a little boy, standing barefoot in his pajama's and robe with his arms hanging limply at his sides.
In a swift movement, Sherlock turned around and reached for the door of the TARDIS. Fortunately John and I were faster and we blocked him from getting out.
"Start the TARDIS, Doctor!" I called. The Doctor pulled a lever and at first the whole TARDIS shook, but then we begun to glide. Taking off sent Dean and Sherlock plummeting to the ground but they got their balance and stood up again once we were flying smooth.
"Are we somewhere else?" Dean asked.
"Take a look," The Doctor said. I decided to step out of the way of the door, so that they could discover it by themselves.
John slowly opened the door to reveal the galaxy, our galaxy. The think band of stars gave it a blue tinge and the light from the sun made the stars in the center glow yellow. I wondered why the Doctor didn't take us here as often. Sure it wasn't as impressive or as far away from home as the others but it was beautiful all the same.
Sam and Dean crept slowly towards the door while Sherlock stepped slowly away.
"That's not possible," Sam said as he stuck his hand outside of the TARDIS.
"Look who's talking, demon hunter," I teased and bounced over to the Doctor and Rory.
"So what's the plan?" Rory asked.
"I'm about to explain it. Alright, step away from the door!" The Doctor called. As soon as Sam brought his hand back into the safety of the TARDIS, the doors shut themselves, which brought on more stares of disbelief.
The Doctor pressed a few buttons and then jumped down to the group.
"Alright here's the plan," he said. "Moriarty knows I exist and is hunting me down. He will stop everything if it means a chance to get me. So this is what we do: the TARDIS has this projector thingy, it can make me look like I'm somewhere that I'm not. The projection and my real body are almost exact, there is no way they could tell the difference."
"And you could go to wherever it is he's working with the other aliens, and it would force Moriarty away from the swimming pool with Sherlock and John," Sam said.
"Um, well that wasn't the original plan but that might work even better than the first one. Good job, Sam," The Doctor said. I was surprised. It was hard to get a compliment out of the Doctor.
"Well you can't just go in there, they'll know something's up," John commented.
"If it looks like the Doctor is trying to get in the place unnoticed then it will probably look less obvious. I mean as long as you make it look like you're trying," Dean suggested.
"Brilliant, this plan is getting better and better. Keep going, I'm liking this," The Doctor said. When no one said anything, he suggested, "What happens when I get inside?"
"Maybe, try to get as much information out of him as possible. Make him feel like he's winning, then take the power away, like he did to us," John said.
"You guys are so brilliant!"
4 years earlier…
Sherlock pointed his gun at the vest rigged with explosives that was laying on the ground. I had to admit, he was smart, but this was not how he was going to die. If he shot that vest, nothing would happen. I wasn't going to let him die thinking he'd beaten me.
No. I was going to make Sherlock Holmes chose to commit suicide over the murder of John Watson. I had many men in the room next to mine about to come out to grab John and hold a gun to his head. I would give Sherlock the choice to either kill himself in the pool, or be responsible for John's death. See, my men were very willing to go to court against Sherlock, and I had many more if I needed them.
The plan with the snipers and bomb vest was to make them feel like they were winning, then take it away. That was the only way to make them feel truly hopeless.
Suddenly my phone began blaring "Stayin' Alive" and buzzing in my pocket. I sighed, really? It had to be now!
"D'you mind if I get that," I asked.
"No, no, please, you've got the rest of your life," Sherlock said nonchalantly
I raised my phone to my ear, "Hello."
"Jim, is that you?" My partner in crime, Sebastian Moran, said from the other end of the line.
"Yes, of course it is. What do you want?" I said then mouthed 'Sorry' to Sherlock for being so rude. He replied by mouthing 'It's fine.'
"We have the Doctor," Sebastian said.
"SAY THAT AGAIN!" I yelled.
"We caught him sneaking around outside. We have the box too."
"Say that again, and know if you are lying to me, I will find you and I will skin you," I said venomously.
"119 Ravenwood Street," He said quickly.
"Wait," I told him then walked over to Sherlock, but stopped in front of the bomb vest, "Sorry. Wrong day to die."
"Oh, did you get a better offer?"
"You'll be hearing from me, Sherlock," I said as I walked away from Sherlock and headed for the exit of the pool area. "So if you have who you say you have, I'll make you rich. If you don't, I'll make you into shoes."
"It's him sir, we're positive," Sebastian said once I was out of earshot of Sherlock and John.
"Make certain," I said and ended the call. Then I texted the number of one of the men who I was going to send out to kill John. Another day. Something else has come up.
As soon as I was sure that Sherlock and John couldn't follow me, I thought of 119 Ravenwood Street, and my office where the Doctor would be waiting. The next time I opened my eyes, I was there. The Doctor was standing handcuffed in front of me, and the TARDIS was standing right behind him.
"We believe in ordinary acts of bravery, in the courage that drives one person to stand up for another."
-Veronica Roth, Divergent