They discovered that the
TARDIS had merged as it usually did when two versions of itself were this close together. The Doctor, both of them, had long
since assumed this was one way how she could update her systems so efficiently.
"There is one thing you could do Doctor,
I suspect any further avenue of exploration by myself could result in another of those dreary trials. Contact." She shared
part of her mind with her younger incarnation.
"Contact." He shared part of his mind with his older incarnation. "I see,
"Can you do it?"
"I'm sure I'll be able to. Come on Mel, fancy a cruise?"
THE NEAR PAST
floated lazily through the space-time vortex. It heaved this way and that on the temporal tides. It was only here that you
could find yourself somewhere before you actually drifted to there. The laws of physics had been banned after they proved
impossible to apply. Einstein would have broken down into tears trying to understand that time was not so much a constant
as a shade of sound. Newton
would have gone mad and Stephen Hawking would have had a bad migraine at the very least. To one race however all this was
'quaint' and very uninteresting. They like to call themselves Time Lords but all they ever did was go around preventing people
from having fun with paradoxes.
The Doctor, part-time explorer of unexplored places and seeker of
good times, woke up after a quite unexpected nap. She yawned in a peculiar manner that was not so much unladylike as a black
hole trying to suck in all the available air. "Hmmm, most peculiar. I was not wearing these clothes when I fell asleep." She
stood up and examined her outfit in the wall-sized mirror. "This is the uniform of one of the inmates of Shada."
"Well that was a washout Doctor, three hundred and sixty four days of sunshine you said, with only one day
of rain per year. Only you could pick that one day to visit." David pulled the towel tighter around his shoulders.
continued to laugh at the two half drowned rats. After the close call on the Titanic this was actually very therapeutic. "Looks
like I don't need to ask you how the weather is."
The Doctor dragged the picnic hamper behind her. All the sandwiches had
been ruined. "Don't just sit there laughing, get this hamper before I freeze to death. That's better. If anyone wants me I'll
be in the hot tub for the next year and a half." She stormed off, limp blonde hair leaving a trail of water in her wake.
better get changed too, I don't want to have two hypochondriacs to look after. You know how bad she gets when she gets the
"Don't remind me. Last month she was sure she had temporal Alzheimer's when we arrived the day after
that reunion thingy with them soldiers."
The Doctor tried the door. It was locked. What else could
she expect? "I wonder where my sonic screwdriver is? Oh that's right the everlasting battery ran out. I must find out where
to get a new one." She examined the uniform again. It really was unflattering and the most garish colours. "I wonder what
I can accessorize this with? An orchid, an orchid my gratitude for an orchid. A daisy would do at a push. No? Never mind,
Doctor. Oh and Doctor, stop talking to yourself."
THE VERY RECENT PAST
"There, co-ordinates set. I managed to
key them into this piece of that Transmat pad. Typical DIY kit, short on something's and always extra bits left over that
are no good for anything else." She sat back on the lounge chair and studied the chessboard. "I can't remember when I last
had such a good game as this."
"Doctor, you're showing off again. Why can't you let either of us have a go?"
"All right you two. Lets see the colour of your flags." She stared at their blank expressions. "I mean who's
"Me, me!" David jumped up and grabbed all the white pieces.
The Doctor reeled as the door
mechanism countered her escape attempt. Electricity flooded her body, singeing her hair and making her glad she had far better
control of her body than humans ever could have.
ALMOST THE PRESENT
The TARDIS console pinged, signalling they
"Oh too bad David, maybe next time eh?" She quickly knocked all the pieces over.
"Hey I was about
to checkmate you."
"Here, have a Bounty. Far better than the fleeting joy of winning."
appeared to be a crude design of metal fashioned into a single room, no joins were evident at all.
"Talk about being anti-fashion."
it's more interesting than you."
"Sssh you two, lets go this way. Last one to find anything useful buys supper."
searched for hours but each room they found was the same blank, bland nothing in metal.
Claire found a small grey and yellow
disc on the floor of one room. She picked it up and screamed. The disc fell to the floor but now it had her image on it.
found an identical looking disc of blue and white. He too screamed and that disc also had his image on it when it fell to
The Doctor heard their screams and rushed to help. She couldn't find either of her two friends but she did find
a pink and orange disc. She picked it up but it did nothing. "I wonder what you're for?" Then she saw something inside the
disc. It leapt out and grabbed her face with powerful hands. She screamed as it pulled her inside the disc.
A thorough search of the room revealed very little of practical use. A sash to tie around her waist added a little
colour to the uniform but it was a single steel needle that enabled her to pick the lock. The second attempt proved successful
and the door opened.
Quickly rescuing Claire and then David they searched the prison wing for the TARDIS.
"Why go to
all this length if the Time Lords didn't want you to get involved?" David asked.
"I've given up trying to second guess
that collection of petty imbeciles. If they didn't want me to get involved they could have sent me a letter. They used to
drop in on me from time to time but now it's traps. I don't know whether to be insulted or grateful."
"If I don't get my
clothes back there will be trouble. I still can't believe they took all my clothes off." Claire's face was at the def-con
1 shade of anger.
"Ah here we are, better just slip inside and escape without any fuss."
"How are we going to slip past
"Wait a minute that's not a guard, that's Mel dressed in a guard's outfit. There must be another incarnation
of me here."
A FEW MINUTES AGO
Mel felt uncomfortable in the guard's outfit. She had had to knock her out with
the Doctor's umbrella after he had gone and gotten captured. She looked left and right, no one there. Then she glanced behind
her and saw three escaped prisoners advancing towards her.
"Mel, don't you recognise me?" the Doctor asked.
I've got a gun."
"I see you have my umbrella, good." The Doctor took her long-since abandoned brolly. "Now if only my memory
was working on full neurons I could remember where I was."
"You're the Doctor? How? You're a woman."
"Ten out of ten
for observation, Mel. Glad to see the old contact lenses are in; that's the last thing we need a blind person with a gun."
I hate guns." Mel threw it away.
"Ah now that's better isn't it? We should find me and get out of here."
The Doctor looked around his cell. He was dressed in some kind of awful outfit that only his previous incarnation
could have liked. "I wonder where I am?" The room was bland and so he began to meditate.
found the cell where her previous self was being kept. The door unlocked easily and she went inside.
"Ah there I am Doctor."
She said to her previous self.
The other Doctor looked up and smiled. "Hello Doctor, you took your time. Like the sash
by the way."
"Thanks. No time to gossip about old and new times, we should escape before they become aware we're free."
good plan Doctor." The seventh Doctor leapt to his feet and almost fell on his face. "Ooops."
and Mel found that the TARDIS had been pulled off course to a strange metal complex of rooms. They had explored and found
two discs, one of green and blue and the other gold and purple.
The Doctor examined one of the discs and yelled when hands
began to emerge and pull him into the disc.
Mel tried pulling the Doctor away from it but she got dragged in too, only
losing her grip once inside. She found herself lying on a metal floor. "Where am I and how did I get his umbrella?" Then she
saw a guard. Maybe if she was wearing one of their uniforms she could explore more easily. It seemed like a good plan but
she was the one who had to do all the hitting with umbrellas. "Here goes nothing." she whispered and swung the brolly with
all her strength.