And I've been putting out fire with gasoline...
Des leaves work around the time he finishes his conversation with Martha, looking like the sort of person who has just received news that the Apocalypse is going to occur within two weeks... Honestly, it's not that far from the truth. He'll concern himself with Jack Fucking Harkness and all his relevant identities later, however. He has a Doctor to catch and, hopefully, turn back into a Time Lord if he has to force him on Dmitri or withhold all shiny objects from him until he cries for mercy. Whichever.
The doors to the Casa greet him with "I Fought the Law and the Law Won," which Des is pretty sure wasn't from the 80's, but the doors don't make a damn bit of sense, so he's not going to question it.
"Doctor? We gotta talk."
And his little ferrety ass better be home.
The doors to the Casa greet him with "I Fought the Law and the Law Won," which Des is pretty sure wasn't from the 80's, but the doors don't make a damn bit of sense, so he's not going to question it.
"Doctor? We gotta talk."
And his little ferrety ass better be home.