Authoress Note: Hello my lovelies and welcome to Chapter 6 of Through It All. I am now 86 pages into this story. I have a feeling that this is going to be a long story. This chapter had proven to be an interesting one to write. You will find out about more about Gwendalyn who she is as a person. You already found out about they can't be mind compressed because it will kill them faster than what it would have done to Rose in the last chapter. As for Episode 10 of Season 2 I will not be writing for that because there isn't enough of the Doctor in it and there isn't much that I could really do with that. I wouldn't want to bore my readers with nothing that has to do with the Doctor and Gwendalyn and as I hate to admit it Rose too. It just isn't right for that to happen and have chapters that don't belong in there. I hope that you do enjoy this chapter. Without further ado Chapter 6 of Through It All. Allons-y!
Chapter 6
Rose had changed her clothes and was in a mini skirt. She grinned at the Doctor. "What do you think of this? Will it do?" She questioned him. She was dressed to impress the Doctor.
Gwendalyn shook her head and smoothed her hands over the dark blue dress that she wore that fit more in the 1800's, but more modern. But she would at least be more blended in if they landed in the wrong time than what Rose would have been. She knew that Rose was up to something. But what that something was, she didn't know.
The Doctor looked over at her. "In the late 1970's? You'd be better off in a bin bag. Hold on, listen to this." The Doctor said putting a cd into the player that was on the Tardis.
Gwendalyn smiled. "Ian Dury and the Blockheads. Number One in 1979."
"You're both punk." Rose said looking at the two of them.
"It's good to be a lunatic." The Doctor said with a smile.
"That's what you. A big old punk with a bit of rockabilly thrown in." Rose said with a smile to the Doctor.
Gwendalyn shook her head. There was no such thing with rockabilly with the Doctor. He was just a punk through and through and there was nothing that she could really do about that. It was who he was and it appealed to her. By the look of Rose it also appeared to the pink and yellow girl.
"Would you like to see him?" The Doctor asked happily.
"How'd you mean? In concert?" Rose asked looking at him.
"What else is a Tardis for? I can take you to the Battle of Trafalgar, the first anti-gravity Olympics, Caesar crossing the Rubicon or Ian Dury at the Top Rank, Sheffield, England, Earth, 21st of November, 1979. What do you think?" The Doctor said looking at her with a huff.
Gwendalyn shook her head. "I think it sounds wonderful. But we wouldn't want to run into my past self there." Gwendalyn said giving him a look.
"We won't I promise." The Doctor said looking at Gwendalyn.
"Sheffield it is." Rose said with a smile looking at her Doctor.
"Hold on tight." The Doctor said with a smile as he beats the rhythm of the song on the console.
Gwendalyn swayed her hips to the music. She missed listening to Ian Dury. It had been years since she last listened to him.
"Stop!" Rose yelled.
They stopped suddenly.
"1979. Hell of a year. China invades Vietnam. The Muppet Movie. Love that film. Margaret Thatcher. Urgh. Skylabs falls to Earth, with a little help from me. Nearly took my thumb." He said opening the door. The three of them stepped out of the Tardis. "And I like my thumb. I need my thumb. I'm very attached to…"
Rifles were cocked and pointed to them.
"My thumb…"
"Oh very nice there love." Gwendalyn said looking at course he would have them go right in and being surrounded by Redcoats.
"1897. Same difference."
"Way off there." Gwendalyn said giving him a look.
The Doctor looked nervously at Gwendalyn knowing that was true.
"You will explain your presence. And the nakedness of this girl." Reynolds said looking at them.
"Are we in Scotland?" He asked with a Scottish accent.
"How can you be ignorant of that?" The man asked.
"We're dazed and confused." Gwendalyn said in an Scottish accent. She closed her eyes thankful enough that she was able to create an Scottish accent still even though she had a Northern accent.
"We've been chasing this, this wee naked child over hill and over dale. Isn't that right, ya timorous beastie?" The Doctor asked looking at Rose.
Rose couldn't believe this. He was calling her a beastie because of how she was dressed and she was angry that Gwendalyn was dressed for the part. She had to play her part now. "Och, aye! I've been oot and aboot."
The Doctor could slap himself. Rose had no idea of how to act. "No, don't do that." He told her.
"Hoots mon."
"No." He told her again. "Really don't. Really."
Rose nodded her head.
"Will you identify yourself, sir and madam?" Reynolds asked looking at the two of them.
"I'm Doctor James McCrimmon, from the township of Balamory. I have my credentials, if I may." He said pulling out his psychic paper. He shows it to Reynolds. "As you can see a Doctorate from the University of Edinburgh. I trained under Doctor Bell himself." He said slipping it back into his pocket. "And this wonderful woman is my wife Gwendalyn McCrimmon."
"Let them approach." A high class voice said from the carriage.
"I don't think that's wise, ma'am." Reynolds said.
"Let them approach."
"You will approach the carriage, and show all due deference."
The Doctor took Gwendalyn's hand in his and walked towards the carriage with Rose in tow.
The footman opened the door and reveals Queen Victoria.
"Rose, Gwendalyn, might I introduce her Majesty Queen Victoria. Empress of India and Defender of the Faith."
"Rose Tyler, Ma'am. And my apologies for being so naked." Rose told her.
"I've had five daughters. It's nothing to me. But you, Doctor. Show me these credentials."
The Doctor pulled them back out and handed them to her.
"Why didn't you say so immediately? It states clearly here that you have been appointed by the Lord Provost as my Protector and your lovely wife by your side." The Queen said looking at the two of them.
"Does it? Yes, it does. Good. Good. Then let me ask… why is Your Majesty travelling by road when there's a train all the way to Aberdeen?" The Doctor asked looking at the Queen with some concern.
"A tree on the line." She told them.
"And accident?"
"I am the Queen of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland. Everything around me tends to be planned."
"An assassination attempt?"
"What, seriously? There's people out to kill you?" Rose asked looking at the Queen.
Gwendalyn let out a soft sigh. How could Rose not know her own history?
"I'm quite use to staring down the barrel of a gun." The Queen replied.
"Sir Robert MacLeish lives, but ten miles hence. We've sent word ahead. He'll shelter us for tonight, then we can reach Balmoral tomorrow." Reynolds told him.
"This Doctor and his wife and their timorous beastie will come with us."
"Yes, Ma'am. We'd better get moving, it's almost nightfall."
"Indeed. And there are stories of wolves in these parts."
Gwendalyn's hand gripped tightly onto the Doctor's.
The Doctor patted her hand lightly with his other.
Rose narrowed her eyes at the affection that he was giving to her of all people. Why not her? Was there something going on?
"Fanciful tales intended to scare the children. But good for the blood, I think. Drive on!" The Queen said to them.
The Doctor, Rose and Gwendalyn walked together behind the carriage.
The Doctor looked over concerned at Gwendalyn. What was causing her to shy away and be so scared.
"It's funny though, because you say assassination and you think of Kennedy and stuff. Not her." Rose said to him.
"1879? She's had, oh…" He looked at Gwendalyn. "How many attempts?"
"Six." Gwendalyn said looking at him.
"And I'll tell you something else. We just met Queen Victoria." The Doctor said with a smile.
"I know." Rose said with a smile.
"What a laugh!"
"She was just sitting there."
"Like a stamp."
"I want her to say we are not amused. I bet you five quid I can make her say it."
"Well, if I gambled on that, it'd be an abuse of my privileges of traveller in time." The Doctor said.
"Ten quid?"
"Done."
"Doctor." Gwendalyn said scolding him.
"What?"
"Gambling really? You think that wise? Really?"
"What."
"And you say you didn't want to abuse your privileges as a time traveller." Gwendalyn said shaking her head.
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Sir Robert came out to meet with them. "Your Majesty."
"Sir Robert. My apologies for the emergency. And how is Lady Isobel?" The Queen asked him.
"She's indisposed, I'm afraid. She's gone to Edinburgh for the season. And she's take the cook with her. The kitchens are barely stocked. I wouldn't blame Your Majesty if you wanted to ride on."
"Oh, not at all. I've had quite enough carriage exercise. And this is charming, if rustic. It's my first visit to this house. My late husband spoke of it often. The Torchwood Estate. Now, shall we go inside? And please excuse the naked girl."
"Sorry." Rose said.
"She's a feral child. I brought her for sixpence in old London Town. It was her or the Elephant Man, so."
"Thinks he's funny, but I'm so not amused. What do you think, Ma'am?"
"It hardly matters. Shall we proceed?"
"So close." Rose complained.
"You are going to just ask for trouble with that Rose." Gwendalyn said keeping her accent up.
The Queen goes into the home.
"Makerson and Ramsey, you will escort the property. Hurry up." Reynolds told them.
"Yes, sir."They said taking a small box from the carriage and carried it inside.
"So what's in there, then?" The Doctor said.
"You must excuse him. My husband is a curious man."
"Property of the crown. You will dismiss any further thoughts, sir. The rest of you go to the rear of the house. Assume your designated positions."
"You heard the orders. Positions."
"Yes sir."
"Shall we?" The Doctor asked Gwendalyn offering his arm to her.
Gwendalyn nodded her head. "Keep close." She told Rose.
Rose sent a glare her way.
The Doctor looked at Rose. 'Play along.' He mouthed to her.
Rose nodded her head not liking this one bit.
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They had made it to the observatory.
"This, I take it, is the famous Endeavour." The Queen said looking at the massive bronze telescope.
"All my father's work. Built by hand in his final years. Became something of an obsession. He spent his money on this rather than caring for the house or himself." Robert said shaking his head.
"I wish I'd met him. I like him. That thing's beautiful. Can I?" The Doctor asked looking at Robert.
"Help yourself."
"What did he model it on?"
"I know nothing about it. To be honest, most of us thought him a little, shall we say, eccentric. I wish now I'd spent more time with him and listened to his stories."
"It's a bit rubbish. How many prisms has it got? Way too many. The magnification is gone right over the tio. That's stupid kind of…"
Gwendalyn cleared her throat.
"Am I being rude again?"
"Yep." Rose said looking at him.
The Doctor rubbed his neck. "But it's pretty. It's very pretty."
Gwendalyn closed her eyes. He almost had gotten them all in trouble. He needed to think before he reacted.
"And the imagination of it should be applauded." The Queen said looking at Robert.
"Mm. Thought you might disapprove, Your Majesty. Stargazing. Isn't that a bit fanciful? You could easily not be amused, or something?"
The Queen didn't say anything.
"No?" Rose looked down.
"This device surveys the infinite work of God. What could be finer? Sir Robert's father was an example to us all. A polymath, stepped in astronomy and sciences, yet equally well versed in folklore and fairytales."
"Stars and magic. I like him more and more." The Doctor said with a grin.
"Oh my late husband enjoyed his company. Prince Albert himself was acquainted with many rural superstitions, coming as he did from Saxe Coburg."
"That's Bavaria."
"When Albert was told about your local wolf, he was transported."
"So, what's this wolf then?"
Gwendalyn closed her eyes. Why why why did it have to deal with a wolf?
"It's just a story." Robert said.
"Then tell it."
"It's said that…"
"Excuse me, sir. Perhaps her Majesty's party could retire to their rooms. It's almost dark." Angelo said.
"Of course. Yes, of course."
"And then supper. And could we find some clothes for Miss Tyler? I'm tired of nakedness."
"It's not amusing is it?"
"Sir Robert, your wife must have left some clothes. See to it. We shall dine at seven, and talk some more on this wolf. After all, there is a full moon tonight."
"So there is, Ma'am."
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Gwendalyn looked out the window.
"You alright?" The Doctor questioned coming up to her.
Gwendalyn looked towards him. A small smile came to her lips. She nodded her head not trusting her voice.
"You looked scared when the Queen mentioned a wolf."
Gwendalyn shivered a little bit. "Nothing to worry about."
"Mis… I do worry about you." He told her.
"Don't worry about it. I'll be fine."
"You sure?"
Gwendalyn nodded her head. "Yes. I will be fine I promise." She touched his cheek lightly. "I promise."
The Doctor cleared his throat. "I am still going to worry."
Gwendalyn pressed her lips against his cheek with a soft kiss.
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Rose went through the dresses that were in the wardrobe. She wanted to knock the Doctor's socks off and make him forget about Gwendalyn. After all Gwendalyn didn't know the Doctor as well as she did. There was no possible way that she knew more than herself. Rose picked up a blue velvet dress. This would knock his socks off that was for sure. She went to another cupboard and her eyes widened.
"They came through the house. In the excitement they took the Steward and the Master, and my Lady." The maid said to her.
"Listen. I've got a friend. He's called the Doctor. He'll know what to do. You've got to come with me."
"Oh, but I can't Miss."
"What's your name?" Rose asked her concerned about the young maid.
"Flora."
"Flora, we'll be safe. There's more people arrived downstairs, soldiers and everything, and they can help us. I promise. Come on. Okay? Come on."
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They all sat together at the dinner table.
"Your companion begs an apology, Doctor and Ma'am. Her clothing has somewhat delayed her." Angelo told the Doctor and Gwendalyn.
"Oh, that's alright. Save her a wee bit of ham." The Doctor said with a smile.
"The feral child could probably eat it raw."
"Very wise, Ma'am. Very witty?" Reynold's said laughing lightly.
"Slightly witty, perhaps. I know you rarely get the chance to dine with me, Captain, but don't get too excited. I shall contain my wit in case I do you further injury."
"Yes, Ma'am. Sorry Ma'am."
"Besides, we're still waiting on Sir Robert. Come sir. You promised us a tale of nightmares." The Doctor said looking at Robert.
Gwendalyn looked over at the Doctor when she felt a hand rest on her left hand. She squeezed his hand lightly.
"Indeed. Since my husband's death. I find myself with more of a taste for supernatural fiction." The Queen said.
"You must miss him." The Doctor said sadly.
"Very much. Oh, completely. And that's the charm of a ghost story, isn't it? Not the scares and chill, that's for children, but the hope of some contact with the great beyond. We all want some message from that place. It's the Creator's greatest mystery that we're allowed no such consolation. The dead stay silent, and we must wait. Come. Begin your tale, Sir Robert. There's a chill in the air. The wind is howling through the eaves. Tell us of monsters."
Gwendalyn's grip tightened on the Doctor's hand.
The Doctor soothingly ran his thumb on her hand.
"The story goes back three hundred years. Every full moon, the howling rings through the valley. The next morning, livestock is found ripped apart and devoured." Robert beginning his tale.
"Tales like this just disguise the work of thieves. Steal a sheep and blame a wolf, simple as that." Reynolds said.
"But sometimes a child goes missing. Once in a generation, a boy will vanish from his homestead."
"Are there descriptions of this creature?" The Doctor asked curiously.
"Oh, yes, Doctor. Drawings and woodcarvings. And it's not merely a wolf. It's more than that. This is a man who becomes an animal."
"A werewolf?" The Doctor questioned.
Gwendalyn closed her eyes. This was becoming her worst fears.
"My father didn't treat it as a story. He said it was fact. He even claimed to have communed with the beast, to have learned its purpose. I should have listened. His work was hindered. He made enemies. There's a monastery in the Glen of Saint Catherine. The Brethren opposed my father's investigations." Robert said softly.
Angelo gazed out at the moon.
"Perhaps they thought his work was ungodly."
"That's what I thought. But now I wonder. What if they had a different reason for wanting the story kept quiet? What if they turned from God and worshiped the wolf?"
"And what if they were with us right now?" The Doctor asked.
"You don't mean…" Gwendalyn said looking at him.
The monk that was in the room had began chanting.
"What is the meaning of this?" The Queen demanded.
"Explain yourself, Sir Robert!" Reynolds yelled.
"What's happening?"
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, they've got my wife."
Gwendalyn stood up.
Reynold's pointed the revolver on the chanting monk that was in the room with them.
"They got your wife…" Gwendalyn looked at the Doctor. "James."
"Rose! Where's Rose? Where is she? Sir Robert, come on!"
"Tell us where she is." Gwendalyn said looking at Robert.
The Doctor took her hand and they ran following Robert out of the dining area.
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This is the end of Chapter 6. I hope that you enjoyed this chapter. It took a bit to get it written out and see where I wanted this to go. What do you think Gwendalyn's problem is? I hope to have the next chapter soon. I am still working on the other two stories that I actually started and am trying to get them going as well. One with Rose's older sister and one with a character who had fallen into the world of Doctor Who. I hope to get them up soon and moving as well. How many of you would like to see those stories?Please leave a review and I will post more soon. Until next time.