My Final Chapter
Chapter 5 – Good Ole Days
"No offence Doctor but I'm pretty sure you exterminated the racnoss that night," Donna said bluntly.
"And if you didn't, Torchwood certainly did," Jack added. Sky and the Doctor had returned to the house and were in the living room discussing the situation with everyone.
"It might not be the racnoss," Rose supposed. "Maybe just the Pact copying their idea."
"To develop Huon energy? For what?" Sky asked.
"Huon energy leaves traces. I would have noticed something back in the alley if it was present. The screwdriver would've picked it up." The Doctor paced the length of the room.
"We could be getting this all wrong," Mickey threw in. "The Pact might not even be copying this incident."
"I think we're on the right track," the Doctor replied. "The Nestene Consciousness goes back to when I met Mickey and Rose. The dimensional walls crumbling with the Daleks and Cybermen? That was one of our greatest battles together. Also reminds me a bit of the year of Harold Saxon. Even the mecha-assassins was a call back to when I first met Donna."
"They also used Sontarans to go after you and Martha," Sky informed Mickey.
"Wait," the man jumped. "That was…"
"Uh-huh."
"Right," Martha recalled. "Because the Doctor, Donna, and I faced them when they tried to invade the Earth."
"So if they're borrowing bits and pieces from all your adventures, why haven't they gone further back? I mean there are at least thirteen lifetimes to pick through."
"No, remember when we were fighting the Nestene, it kept saying the children of time needed to be eliminated," the Doctor rubbed his head. "Children of time, I've heard that phrase before."
"Davros," Martha said solemnly. "That's what he called us when the Earth was stolen. You don't really forget the details of the day you nearly split the Earth in half."
"So considering we're the children or time, then the Pact isn't so much focused on the Doctor as it is us." Jack concluded. "Me, Donna, Mickey, Martha, Rose, Sarah Jane, Amy, Rory, River, perhaps even Clara. Sorry."
"What can you do?" the petite brunette shrugged.
"They also went after Jenny. Thank god they wouldn't dare touch Sarah Jane, she's entangled with too much," the Doctor sighed. "Small favours I suppose. When he called you that, Davros also said to me that I take people and fashion them into weapons of violence."
"So the Pact is taking people and making them into weapons?" Sky frowned. "What does that have to do with the water?"
"Maybe they are using those people to make something. Not necessarily Huon energy but a weapon to be used against me. I-" The Doctor's phone suddenly went off. "Ah hello detective, any new information on the case? Yes. Really? Well that is disappointing. Oh was it? Huh, I see. Is it at all possible to secure a few drops from your sample? The fountain was tampered with at the time we went there, no more water. I know, strange indeed. Why thank you detective, I'll be along shortly to collect it."
"Water test didn't pan out then?" Sky surmised.
"No, at least not by human equipment but if they're dealing with something alien. It's worth giving it a once over in the TARDIS." The Doctor left and returned a moment later with a vial of water in his hand.
"That was quick," Martha commented.
"A time machine does wonders and I didn't test it yet. I'm not even sure what I should be testing for. Anything alien leaves a pretty broad spectrum and I don't have much to work with."
Rose took it and tilted it in the light, "Looks pretty normal."
"If it didn't react while in the TARDIS, it definitely isn't Huon energy then," Donna said.
"Wonder what it could be," Sky took the vial and uncapped it. She took a sniff and almost passed it on before frowning and bringing it back. "Hang on, this smells oddly familiar."
"What?" The others took a turn to smell but shook their heads; they didn't notice anything.
Clara however, "Hang on, I think she's right." She concentrated, taking a deep drag on air from the sample. "I know that scent too. It's really faint, atmospheric. Kind of like when you can smell storm or something in the air."
Donna took another whiff, "It might be my brain playing tricks on me but I think I know what she's talking about."
The Doctor smelt it and rubbed his head, "There is something there. What is that?"
"I'm still not picking anything up," Jack said dismally.
"Neither can I," Rose concurred.
"Not me," Michael held up his hands, Martha and Mickey agreed.
They stood puzzling for a long time until something clicked in Clara's mind. "Wait I think I know what it is. Doctor, remember when we into the heart of the TARDIS. Doesn't this smell remind you of the TARDIS engine room?"
The Doctor sniffed again, "Yes…I think I know what I'm testing for."