-REMEMBER ME-

PART II

CHAPTER TEN

Escape and Diversion

"Where are we going?" you ask, as soon as we're back in the tunnels and safely on our way. Above us, we can hear the roar of an angry crowd. My fingers tremble in the Doctor's hand with the fear of being caught. Jexlan's eyes were not entirely certain when he said there was no way they could follow us.

"To the old city," answers Jexlan, as he limps on ahead of us, following the other rebels. "It is where we have made base."

"And, ah, Clara…" you say, whispering to me now. "Who are your friends?"

"They're the rebels, going against Trexalore and the City. They've been telling me all about it on the way over here. Apparently there's a big war on between them, the rebels and the City. I'm not entirely sure about all of it—there wasn't time for them to explain everything to me—but they've decided to take a stand against the injustice of Trexalore. And right now, there's a ceasefire, which is why is was so dangerous for us to rescue you—if they had been caught it would have been all out war."

"Why go to all this trouble to rescue me?"

I keep my back firmly turned on you, because there's something—something big going on here and it's all centered around you. And I'm afraid.

"We do not believe in condemning innocents to death," says one of the rebels, who I hadn't realized was listening in. "It goes against our every creed."

I silently thank him, and he nods as he locks eyes with me, a mutual understanding to keep whatever is going on about the Doctor secret from the Doctor—for now.

"Things will be more fully explained once we reach the old city," explains the rebel, who sees the confusion in your face. "Our leader is the only one who is capable of fully explaining your role in these events, Doctor."

Your eyes narrow in suspicion. You hold your tongue, but I can practically hear all the wheels turning in your head. I squeeze your hand and you give me an absent-minded squeeze back.

As we turn a corner, there's a shout behind us, and the noise of footsteps, and the barking of dogs, and we all stop dead.

My hearts pound as I attempt not to make a sound.

I knew it, I knew they would follow us.

The shuffling of feet and the sound of breathing seems loud—too loud. In the distance, echoing in the tunnels, I can hear them—searching, shouting—for us. Dogs barking. I close my eyes in horror.

And to make matters worse, you let go of my hand.

My eyes snap open, to find you peering around the corner, as silent as a church-mouse, seeing how far behind they are, listening and perhaps making complex calculations in your head as to how far behind us they are by the sound of their voices, as only Time Lords can do.

I exchange a frightened look with Jexlan—the liar. He mouths his apologies.

You turn away from the corner and back to us.

"They're not that far behind us—we've got to keep moving," you whisper as you rejoin the group.

"No," exclaims one of our friends in a whisper. "This is not possible."

"Well, obviously, it is possible as it's happening right now, so let's get a move on," I whisper angrily.

"They must have discovered the tunnels," says another one.

"We have to keep moving," you remind them. They ignore you.

"Did they follow us?" asks Jexlan.

"It's possible," says the one who seems to be the leader of our little group—whose name I recall is Gurkhan—as he looks around him. "We can make it…we can lose them." Seemingly, he's identifying where we are, seeing some distinction between the plain stone walls and the endless amounts of creeping roots overhead. To me, it all looks the same. He glances at the Doctor, and neither you nor I miss the precious-cargo glance they all share.

"Let's go," I mutter.

Gurkhan glances at me, then at the Doctor. He frowns, like the weight of the world rests on his brow.

"It will be hours before we can leave the tunnels. We must mislead them."

"Well, whatever we do, we've got to do it fast," you say. Everyone nods their assent.

"We have to split up, we need a diversion," says Gurkhan.

Gurkhan looks like he does not like this decision, but all of the rebels stand taller, proud to serve, waiting for their orders.

"Sevran and I will mislead them away from our route," volunteers Jexlan. I gasp.

"But Jexlan—"

"No," vetoes Gurkhan. "Jexlan, you carry your report for Tragalade, our leader. You carry valuable information about the enemy's activities. You will remain with the main group."

"I can cause a diversion," you say suddenly.

"NO!" everyone shoots down at once.

"Not me," you say. "Not me personally…Think! I have a plan."

"Of course you do," I mutter. You glare at me. I give you my cheekiest, most sarcastic grin. Your eyes twinkle. "Go on, then, what is it?"

You pull out a silver whistle and blow on it, but no sound comes out.

"Was that meant to do something?" I say.

You grin and grab my hand, moving us all on.

"It did do something, Clara. Now, let's get going, quickly."

"What did you do?" asks Jexlan.

"Something clever, now which way is the way out of here?"

"Doctor, I don't care who you are, or how clever you think you can be, we cannot escape from our pursuers without some form of diversion. Sevran, Yexlant, you two go. You know what to do."

"No!" you protest, but they're already gone.

Gurkhan hurries us along. You round on him angrily as we move.

"Why did you do that?! I had a plan!"

"No, you didn't, you blew on a whistle. For an immortal figure of worship, you are stupid."

"A what? What did you call me? A what?" you retaliate, looking angry.

"Nevermind that now!" I say grumpily, pulling you along. You blow on the whistle again, seemingly hitting a different silent note than before. "We have to get out of here, Sevran and Yexlant will cause a diversion and we'll meet them after they've caused a diversion, right?"

I look to Gurkhan for answers, but he looks merely pained, as does Jexlan, you, and the others.

"What?"

No one answers me.

"What?"

A/N: Alright, bit of explanation. In the Classic series, the silent whistle was used to call K-9 when the Doctor or his companion needed him. The first note there was to call K-9, as the Doctor intended to use K-9 as a distraction, and the second note was to cancel calling K-9, because the Doctor wanted him to stay out of the action and not get hurt since Gurkhan had already sent the rebels as a distraction.

Anyway, finished Divergent! It was pretty good. I'm starting on Insurgent now, should be good! Just in case, ya know, you were curious about my reading habits.

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