Sorry I didn't update again last night! By the time I had my work finished completely it was already 11 and I was exhausted. So here's today's chapter :)
Chapter 14: The Perfect Team
I stood with my hands cuffed behind my back in one of Moriarty's many offices around the world. Well I was actually standing in the TARDIS with my hands behind my back but the TARDIS' projector had been enhanced along with the TARDIS over the years. So basically the difference between real me and projection me was virtually undetectable.
Sebastian Moran, Moriarty's second hand man, had just gotten off the phone with Mr. Moriarty himself. Back in the TARDIS, Sam and Dean had recognized one of the men standing in the room as Dick Roman, a Leviathan.
Sebastian Moran pushed a few buttons on a nearby laptop and Moriarty appeared right in front of my eyes.
"Nice. Teleportation, I'm impressed," I said.
"How long has it been since you last saw me? A century? 2 hours?" Moriarty spat.
"More like 45 minutes," I said to anger him. The angrier he was, and the more powerful he felt, the more information he would spill. That was my goal for this meeting.
"Well now we've got your transportation device. No more disappearing for you now, Doctor!" he shouted. I looked down at the ground like I'd been beaten. Moriarty smiled. "What are you going to do?"
"I can still destroy you from the inside," I said angrily, stepping towards him and causing everyone to raise their guns in my direction.
"Calm down boys, he's harmless now," Moriarty smiled, lifting his hand to call of the guns. I tried to do my best angry face and make it believable.
Moriarty looked at my shoulder. He reached out and plucked the single strand of Amy's red hair from my jacket. Good, the plan was going just as planned. I had placed that strand of hair before I had stepped out of the TARDIS so that Moriarty would find it, and take it. One of Moriarty's men had taken a clump of Rory's hair then left him, so my idea was that maybe he needed their DNA a plan of his. I was right.
"Amelia Pond, right?" He asked and handed it to who Sam and Dean identified as Dick Roman.
"Why does it matter?"
"Is she in there? Or should I say, are they in there. Rory Williams, husband of Amelia Pond. Are they going to pop out and save you?" Moriarty said while pacing in front of the TARDIS.
"They aren't," I denied.
"So they are," he said, stroking the front of the TARDIS.
"Go in if you'd like, even if they are in there, they have the advantage. Amy and Rory have been travelling with me for 10 years of their lives. They know how to work the TARDIS better than you ever will," I told him. Moriarty came back in front of me.
"So you have a hair collection then? First get some from a couple demon hunters, a few from your Leviathans over here, now you want time traveller hair. Well you can take some of mine. I can promise it's the softest hair in the universe," I looked at the ground so that the top of my head was facing him.
Moriarty chuckled, "It's not a hair collection, Doctor."
"What is it then?"
"For all I know, your little companions could be listening in on me right now. Why would I tell you anything?"
"Because they're listening."
"You know me so well," Moriarty laughed. "We're making something. We're making something huge. It's going to change to world. In other words, it's going to kill you. But I'm not sure if I'll need it if I have you. But I suppose I could use it for the second Time Lord."
"I'm yours now. Just tell me who it is," I bribed.
"I'm surprised you haven't figured that out yet," Moriarty said. I had figured it out, sort of. I knew it was one of them. It was either Sam, Dean, John or Sherlock. That's why it had been so easy for me to let them in. I didn't usually take in grown men but I knew that one of them had to be it. One of them had to be the second Time Lord.
"Is that it then? Is that all you have? A hair collection that will eventually kill me and another Time Lord? I'm disappointed," I spat.
"Oh, but Doctor, it is so much bigger and better then you could ever imagine," Moriarty smiled.
"Try me," I whispered as I leaned forwards.
Moriarty started laughing manically, "Take him away boys."
"I'm afraid I can't let that happen," I said, as Amy soniced my cuffs from the TARDIS and I pulled my hands out from behind my back.
Moriarty looked shocked. I lifted my hand and wiggled my fingers in goodbye then my projection disappeared and I was back in the TARDIS. I heard Moriarty screaming in anger as I disappeared from his sight.
"Allons-y!" I said and started up the TARDIS. "I haven't said that in a while," I said to Amy who was congratulating me.
The TARDIS started shuddering and something sparked on the console, causing a big puff of smoke. Everyone fell to the ground as the TARDIS pushed away from that time and place and back to Sherlock and John's flat. A few more sparks went off, causing smoke to cloud the air in the TARDIS and made my ears ring. This was bad. They were trying to stop the TARDIS from leaving, and they were winning.
I got to my feet and held onto the console for balance. I pushed a few buttons and hit a few triggers that would take me way to long to explain to you. The shaking weakened a bit, but it wasn't long before he gained control again. I was going to need more help. The TARDIS was meant for more than just one Timelord.
"Everyone, help me!" I called. Amy heaved herself to her feet and I gave her directions on what to hit or pull at what time on the console. I helped Rory up and then told him what to do. "Come on!"
I could hardly see through the smoke that clouded the air but from what I could hear, everyone was trying their best to get to me. I saw John next, and gave him his instructions. Next came Sam, then Sherlock, who I surprised to see helping me. He was the last person I thought would offer up the help. By the time Dean came along, there was nothing left for him to do. I focused on the TARDIS.
With everyone doing their part, and Dean trying to keep his balance behind me, we began to pull through. Less started sparking on the TARDIS and I felt the pull that meant we were getting away. I laughed in joy and excitement.
There was a final jerk, and then the pulling stopped and we all fell to the ground. Amy and I were laughing like mad, while everyone else looked horrified. I got up, followed by Amy and we helped everyone else up.
"What was that?" Sam asked, exasperated.
"That was Moriarty. He was trying to stop us from getting away," I panted, still trying to catch my breath.
"And we did, right?" He asked again.
"With teamwork!" I yelled.
"Ya, thanks for letting me help," I heard Dean say from beside me. He was holding his side and using the railing to hold himself up.
"Oh, don't worry, we didn't need it," I said and instantly knew it was the wrong thing to say. Amy glared at me from across the TARDIS. "What I meant was, there was no room. No. We needed to get going, there was no time for me to show you were you could help." I said, finally finding what seemed like the right answer. But Dean still glared at me like I did something wrong. Was it something I said?
"Are we home yet?" John asked.
"Should be," I said, checking our surroundings on the monitor of the TARDIS, the same one that Moriarty had shown up on, "Go check."
Sam made his way down to the door as fast as he could with his shaking legs, which wasn't very fast. John and Sherlock followed him.
"Did I say?" I shouted, they all turned to me, "You were brilliant!"
Everyone smiled at me, except for Sherlock, who I didn't expect it from. Sherlock simply turned away and left the TARDIS. I assumed we were in the right place, so I put the TARDIS in park.
Amy, Rory and I stepped out of the TARDIS. The windows that had light shining on us when we'd left, were now dark.
"Looks like we were a little bit late, but on the bright side, you are all a few hours younger!" I smiled. No one was listening to me, they were all talking among themselves.
Sam was standing in the corner writing in a leather notebook. He had been holding it since he got in the TARDIS.
"What's that then?" I asked, approaching him.
"Nothing," he said, quickly closing the book. "Uh, Dean and I should be heading back to where we're staying. Will you keep working with us?"
"You are a brilliant group, I'll be here in the morning," I nodded.
Beside me I saw Dean approaching Amy, "You know we are staying in a mansion, my room easily has room for two."
To which Amy replied by grabbing Rory, who was in the middle of a conversation with John and saying, "Dean, have you met my husband?"
Dean looked embarrassed and walked away, but I found myself quite confused with what Dean had just tried to do.
"'Night!" John called as Sam and Dean left the flat.
"Doctor, could we find a hotel or something? I'm exhausted," Amy asked.
"You could stay here. You and Rory go in my room, I'll sleep on the couch," John offered.
"That's sweet, John but we couldn't do that," Amy said.
"No it's fine."
"No, I'll sleep on the sofa I've done it before," Sherlock said.
"Okay, well then why don't you just sleep in Sherlock's-"
"No!" Sherlock protested, "John, only you're allowed in my room and that's only on very special occasions."
John couldn't argue with that, "Alright. My room is upstairs, first on the left."
"Well, then the most important man in the room will just sleep on the floor, is that it?" I said.
"I didn't think you slept," Rory said.
"I do. Not often enough… oh, I'll survive!"
"'Night, Doctor, John, Sherlock," Amy said as she and Rory left in the direction of John's room.
"Goodnight," John and I said in unison, Sherlock simply grunted.
"Will you be staying tonight, Doctor?" John asked.
"It doesn't look like I have any other option," I smiled.
"I meant if you were going to, pop off to tomorrow, or-"
"Yeah, I know what you mean," I said. "I should probably sleep though, there's a bed in the TARDIS… somewhere."
"Alright. Goodnight then," John said and left for Sherlock's room.
"'Night," I called.
"I'm off the repair some stuff in the TARDIS. You could join me if you'd like," I said.
"No," Sherlock replied simply.
I stepped into the TARDIS and closed the door behind me, feeling Sherlock's gaze following me the entire way.
"Coming together is a beginning; keeping together is progress; working together is success."
-Henry Ford